outerbanks imagines.

just your drug dealer-barry

{request for: insulted_git <3}

"are you sure you don't want me to go in there with you?"
y/n parked the car on the dirt road and looked over at a sarah cameron who was covered in worry.
"i'm sure. i'll be quick."
"i cannot believe rafe asked you to do this."
y/n smiled at sarah's tone of disapproval and shook her own head.
"we need some green for the party too, you know?"
sarah cameron rolled her eyes,
giving y/n the cue to up and leave before she began a tangent about substance abuse.
she thought about sarah's warnings as she stood on the front porch of barry's home,
the only decent and reliable drug dealer this town had.

you'll fry your brain.
it'll stunt your growth.
it's a gateway drug.

none of these things ever bothered y/n as much as they might another.
y/n only smoked on occasion and rarely overdid it.
she mastered the art of self control;
she had it all in the palm of her hand.
"don't you know shop closes at ten?"
barry groaned as he opened the door.
"that's a little early. surprised you have a bedtime."
y/n smiled at barry,
despite his rough exterior,
and handed him the cash rafe had passed along.
"country club?"
he asked with raised eyebrows,
eyeing at the money in her hand then back up at her.
"yeah."
"should've known. i was wondering what a girl like you was doing down in these parts. come in."
barry opened the door a little wider for her to step in.
out of habit,
she turned around to lay eyes on sarah cameron who was rigid in the car,
staring at her with wide eyes.
"just a second,"
y/n mouthed to her with an index finger held up in signal to wait then stepped into barry's home.
"a girl like me?"
y/n continued,
examining the place around her while he made himself busy with packaging.
"it's what i said, isn't it?"
"i was asking you to elaborate, idiot."
barry slowly turned around to face y/n with a look of indignation.
she feared she had crossed the line;
regret began settling inside of her.
and just as she began imagining the worst,
barry exhaled a laugh then pointed his finger at her.
"you kooks...must be something in your water. always wanting the things you shouldn't want just because someone told you no."
y/n stood silent in wait for her racing heart to settle again.
when barry came up to her,
placing the bags she'd come for into her hands,
he held her a gaze a little longer and said,
"a girl like you: beautiful and, well, a kook."
"mhm. i live right behind you, barry. i'm every bit of cut as you are."
y/n began to leave,
but not without tossing him a simple smile that made him stand still in awe.
when she climbed into the car,
preparing for their departure,
sarah cameron took notice of her timid expression and began,
"are you okay? do-do i need to-"
"need to relax? yes, sarah, you do."
y/n turned the car on and gave sarah a teasing smile to which she returned.
the drive home had improved sarah cameron's mood tremendously,
meaning the music was loud and their laughs were true.
when they arrived to the party,
rafe took his requested means of entertainment with a thanks.
"the pleasure was all mine,"
y/n said with a laugh.
if only they knew how serious she was.
***
barry had been leaning over the counter,
fumbling with the contents in his bag in an attempt to find the right question to ask rafe when he was interrupted,
"what's taking so long?"
"find patience, country club,"
barry retorted then turned around to lean himself back against the counter.
"that girl you sent here the other day...what's her name?"
"y/n? y/n l/n?"
"huh...right."
barry threw rafe the bags he traveled here for then waited for his departure.
"you're into her?"
rafe asked with a laugh of shock.
"all that coke must be going to your head. no, dumbass. she just said something that made me wonder."
"well...what'd she say?"
barry narrowed his eyes at rafe and began to wonder if y/n was leading a double life;
a faux persona created for the appeal of rich friends, hiding the true, poor nature of her being.
or,
maybe it was the other way around.
achieving the aesthetic of the cut to seem appealing to him,
but was pent up in a three story mansion with maids to call her own.
barry's head was beginning to hurt from thinking about it.
could he see it in her?
tattered clothes, grease stains on her cheek, bruised knuckles?
there was a sort of scent that travelled with the cut:
a soft scent of inner torture.
but y/n seemed to be right down the middle of this line that divided the island.
so where did she come from?
"did your words quit working?"
rafe asked,
drawing barry from his wild thoughts.
"do you know where she lives?"
"what? no, creep. she's sarah's friend, not mine."
"but she-she lives on your side, right?"
rafe sat back against the couch to allow himself a moment to think.
barry forced himself to ignore the look of inquiry on rafe's face.
"i don't know. never thought about it..."
so she's as every bit of an enigma to them as she is to me.
"right."
***
y/n couldn't figure out why barry's image was still coming into her memory.
every time she closed her eyes,
there he stood;
rugged and dangerous but still so invigorating.
"hey, honey, there's someone at the door for you."
y/n turned over in her bed to see her mother standing before her,
eyes blue from the lack of sleep.
"okay. thank you."
y/n gave her mothers cheek a kiss as she passed.
the front porch was currently holding sarah cameron.
"hey, sarah."
"guess what rafe just told me."
"what?"
sarah stepped closer into y/n's ear,
whispering,
"he was asking about you."
was he thinking about her just as much?
had their first impressions of one another been the catalyst to an alchemy that could never be understood?
"what? why?"
"i don't know. he said that...that you said something to him? did you insult him?"
y/n snickered and shook her head.
"no, sarah. he's just curious because we've never actually met. don't worry."
"are you sure?"
"positive."
but how could y/n be sure of anything these days?
***
it had been weeks since rafe's last party,
which meant it had been weeks since y/n and barry last saw one another.
though they still thought of each other frequently,
just entertaining the possibilities of what could have been,
they carried on with their day-to-day activities and pretended as though their hearts did not seek out the attention of the other.
"hey, you,"
rafe began with a tune as y/n entered the cameron household.
she rolled her eyes at this,
seeing past his charade.
"what do you want?"
"can you make a certain delivery for me?"
y/n felt her heart stutter.
"barry?"
"mhm."
the girl held her palm out and said,
"fine."
though she feigned annoyance with his request,
y/n knew she just wanted an excuse to see him.
and like weeks prior,
y/n arrived and knocked to see barry on the other side.
his smile was instant,
though she tried her hardest to ignore it.
"well, look who it is."
"party night,"
she explained with a dramatic sigh.
barry nodded but was quick to ask,
"no invite?"
"hey, nobody's stopping you from going."
the two smiled at one another before y/n handed him the money.
"if you're down, i'll give you a ride there."
"nah, not my scene. appreciate it anyways."
"so....what is your scene?"
barry threw her a grin then shrugged.
"good question."
"....right."
"so, you really live around here?"
y/n was resting against the arm of his couch when he asked.
she tilted her head in an adoring curiosity then said,
"maybe. still looking for me?"
barry laughed with his head low then picked it up with a a smile thrown at y/n.
"i should've known better than to trust him to keep quiet about it. i was curious. don't let it get to you."
y/n threw her hands up in mock surrender.
"nope, not getting to me at all."
"stop smiling at me like that."
"like what?"
she asked in a teasing tone,
her smile wide and bright.
barry was trying his hardest to bury his own smile but with the view in front of him,
he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to keep the act up.
"like that."
"would you prefer i frown at you then?"
y/n forced her lips downward into a frown to sell her image.
barry rolled his eyes then laid the contents in her hand.
she couldn't help but notice how his hands lingered there,
his skin brushing against her own and leaving a trail of heat.
"i don't know. either way, you're...alluring,"
he whispered with a gentle grin.
y/n's mocking look fell to be replaced with one of wonderment.
her skin was becoming engulfed into a heat that could only be produced by an intimidating stare owned by barry.
"r-right."
"i'll see you around, y/n."
barry stepped back and gave her one last smile that could last her through the night.
when she was in the car on the way to rafe's party,
she felt her limbs continue to tremble and her skin still flushed.
y/n once prided herself on the grasp of self control she had.
but with the influence of barry and his bewitching grin,
that damn grin,
she could feel it slipping through her fingers.