Bad Influence (Rafe Cameron)

Chapter 8

I walk into my bedroom and plop down on my bed. Midsummers was stressful. I have a date- I mean a hangout to prepare for with Rafe tomorrow. I can't believe I said yes. I'm genuinely scared of the control that this guy has over me. It's not safe or healthy.

I get into the shower to clear my mind and find myself shouting the lyrics to Olivia Rodrigo songs even though I've never even been through a breakup and can't relate. Still felt good anyways.

With that, I jump into bed and surprisingly fall straight to sleep. Tonight has been a long night.

I wake up to the sound of my bedroom door opening and footsteps walking over to me. I don't know who it is but I don't feel like getting out of bed yet so I keep my eyes shut and hope they leave.

Unfortunately, they don't respect my wishes and someone jumps on top of me. I groan and try to flip over, finally opening my eyes to reveal Topper on top of me, with a huge grin on his face.

I should've known it was him. "Glad to see you find so much joy in crushing me." I say, rolling my eyes.

He laughs and gets off of me, tugging to pull the blanket off of me when he sees me roll on my side to go back to sleep.

"Get up. It's already ten and I made breakfast." He says, finally pulling the blanket fully off of me, despite my efforts to keep it away from him.

I groan again and finally roll out of bed.

"Why are you so tired this morning?" Topper questions as I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom.

"I don't know. It was just a long night. Now get out. I'll be downstairs in five minutes."

"Okay, okay." He says, walking out of my room.

I shut the bathroom door and brush my hair and my teeth, before quickly changing into a pair of ripped jeans and a crop top. I consider changing my outfit for the movie with Rafe later but I decide against it. It's not like we're going anywhere fancy. And I should be able to wear whatever I want. After all, we're just casually hanging out as friends.

I walk downstairs and begin eating the pancakes Topper left out for me on the table. Topper is no where to be found so I just eat alone in silence. After I'm done eating I go to put my dishes in the sink and see a note on the counter.

Emergency at the county club. I had to go as soon as possible. Sorry I'm not able to eat breakfast with you. I hope you like the pancakes though. I know they're you're favorite. I will see you when I get home. Please don't let any strangers in the house and don't go anywhere without telling me first.
-T

I sigh before setting my plate in the sink. I take the note upstairs with me because I'm not sure what to do with it. I decide to just lay in bed and watch Netflix all day until Rafe picks me up. Life is kinda boring when you don't have any friends.
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Rafe's POV:

I drive to her house, stressing the whole way there. I don't want to do this. I can't. I don't know why, but it just feels so wrong. It's never felt this wrong with any other girl...

I knock on her door and stand there awkwardly. I'm sure I look like an idiot but I don't care. Actually, I do. I lean against the edge of the doorway and cross my arms like I'm not internally screaming out in fear. Where is my playboy confidence? Why does she make me so nervous?

She opens the door and gives me a small smile before inviting me in. She looks good, not what I was expecting, but good nonetheless. I had expected her to dress up a little since it's a date but she's dressed casual. I look her up and down. Those jeans fit to her legs perfectly and that crop top gives quite the view- My thoughts are interrupted by her waving a hand in my face.