Time -Rafe Cameron

13

Fallon had a set of rules on how she lived her life. And these rules were something that she swore by, never once breaking it for anyone. A few of them were she would never, ever let her guard down, and never smoke other people's weed and never drink from a cup that isn't yours and always dress to kill and never let alone see the most real part of you, the only person that she had let see that part of her was Sarah. But these were just some of her simpler rules, there were many more, like it's better to always be the first one to start than the last, and never let anyone get too close to see the real you.

She had a habit of never really thinking too much about the decisions she made, but the Fallon she was two years ago would never do such a thing. Ever since she could remember Rachel always told her to never let emotions interfere with your decisions. Once when she was little she remembered coming home crying and telling Rachel that she didn't want to go for her ballet classes anymore and all Rachel said was "if you want to be the best, you must train like the best" which was a really fucked up thing to say to a ten year old. But this saying was the very reason she was the best, be it in school or in sports or in music class, she never ever let anyone be better than her. Her dad would often tell her that she didn't need to be so hard on herself, but it was ingrained into her. She was her own weapon, and she was afraid that if she let her guard down people would see the real Fallon, the pushy, the sometimes manipulative, scared side to her. And there is nothing in the world that scared her more than that.

Rafe held the door for her as they entered a H and M. Immedietly she went over to the boots she aw on the rack. Fallon loved boots, so much she had 17 pairs of Doc Martens on her shoe rack. She picked out a blue one, and a holographic print one and a pair of light blue one's. Rafe raised his eyebrows at her "what, I really like these" Fallon said to him. "I didn't even say anything" Rafe said to her.

Next she went over to the tops, and picked two corset crop top's, one light pink and the other black.

And lastly she picked out a few bikini sets and she was done. She walked over to the billing counter only to see Rafe standing there with an equal or even more amount of clothes in his hands. "Somebody went a little overboard" she said looking at the amount of polo shirts he had picked out" Fallon told him

"Hey we're definitely equal and there's no rule that I'm not allowed to shop cause I'm a guy is there, cause if there is, that's incredebly patriarchal of you Fallon" Rafe told her looking at her with a fake dissapointed look on his face. She widened her deep brown eye's at him "I would never say that" Fallon said an embarrassed look on her face. He chuckled at her "calm down Novak I meant as a joke" Rafe told her, lightly nudging her shoulder. Once they were done, Fallon turned to Rafe and said "you know this was fun" she told him, a smile on her face. "Yeah, it was , but I need to head home, my dad wants me to finish a few things for that stupid party he and Rose are throwing" a look of irritation on his face. "Oh, yeah my dad told me about it. What time is it?" she asked him. "I think its at 7, do you need me to pick you up?" Rafe asked her, a look of hopefullness on his face. Fallon simply chuckled and shook her head "my dad will want me to arrive with the family, but I'll be seeing you there right?" she asked him. "Yeah, I'll be there" Rafe said trying to hide the dissapointment in his voice.

As Fallon drove home she kept playing the way Rafe's face fell when she told him she didn't need him to drive her to the party. But she knew she couldn't let him think that they were completely fine. So she hardened her self and decided to forget about it and started getting dressed.

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