Play Pretend

Make it easy for you

Y/n's POV:

'Alright, can I borrow her for a second?' She asks, looking at Rafe, his eyes rake on mine as he bites the inside of hi cheek and reluctantly lets go of my hand,

'Thank you.' She utters and pulls me aside, in a rush, I can still feel his eyes on me as she pulls me aside from everyone,

'Y/n...what the hell? Have you lost your mind? I know what he's doing, he will taunt you and then try to hurt you for his own pleasure, can't you see-'

'Sarah.' I interrupt her, we have negotiated that we won't tell anyone that we're pretending, but I cannot lie to her, she told me everything, even the things that she was supposed to keep a secret, I can't lie to her, at all,

'Listen, just don't freak out-'

'I am already freaking out Y/n!' She seethes, I nod and place my hands on either side of her arms and look at her,

'Me and Cameron are pretending to be together alright, I still despise him with every ounce of my being, and so does he, but we're doing this just for some time, then we'll go our separate ways once we're done.'

'But why?' She asks,

'Because...Lucas, I can't keep friend-zoning him, and supposedly, if he sees that I am 'taken', he should understand, especially by Cameron, he's scared of him...' I respond, lowering my head and letting go of her arms,

'And how does that benefit him Y/n?' She asks, I glance across the room when my eyes meet his,

His jaw tightens and his fingers grip the glass tighter, his top three buttons are undone and his tie is unruly round his neck,

He sips his drink and looks directly into my eyes until I break the contact and look back at Sarah,

'He doesn't want a relationship, ever, and there are girls that want exactly that with him, and he's tired of fucking them once and them not understanding that it's all he wants, so...' I nod as Sarah sighs, placing her forehead on my shoulder,

'You have just fucked up, you know that right? Rafe... he won't make this easy for you, and I don't want you to nudge him tormenting you...'

'Who said that I'll make it easy for him?' I smirk as Sarah looks at me, playfully slapping me on my shoulder as I lift up my dress, looking back at Rafe whose eyes focus on my lifted up dress and back at me as I smile innocently at him, taking Sarah by her hand and leading her towards the dance floor,

'Y/n...what are you doing?' She asks as I grin mischievously,

'We are here to have fun, aren't we? So let's have some fun.' I incline, pushing through the crowd...

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Rafe is sitting on a sofa right in front of the dance floor, he adjusts himself by lifting his hips and finishing his glass, tilting his head and looking right at me,

I don't break the eye contact, swaying my hips to the rhythm of the song, as I grow more and more fatigued by the medley of alcohol in my system, teem of people and the overall dancing,

I then see Rafe shake his head and placing his glass aside, he strides towards me,

'Ohh...you decided to join us?' I ask, intoxicated,

No, I'm taking you home.' He demands as I chuckle and shake my head,

'No, I am staying!' I utter,

'I wanted to make it the easy way, but you are making this difficult for both of us.' He says, as he leans in slightly, scoops me over his shoulder and lower my dress,

One of his hands is on my back and the other one lowering my dress as I swat him on his back repeatedly, but it feels like nothing to him due to me even struggling to speak,

'Put me down! Rafe!-'

'Stop being so bratty and listen to what I tell you to do.' He commands,

'No-you listen-put me down-I can walk myself, I don't need a lift!'

He doesn't listen and just keeps carrying me outside, on the way there, he retrieves his blazer from the sofa and uses it to cover me once we walk outside,

'Do you have a coat?' He asks,

'No.' I mutter,

'Oh for fuck's sakes.' He mumbles under his breath, as he quickly stands me back to my feet, holding me by my waist as I begin to lose balance and coordination,

I place my hand on his cheek whilst he clads me in his coat,

'You are one big-bastard, why do you care if I freeze?' I utter, struggling to form a sentence,

He stops what he's doing and looks right at me, he cups my chin and leans in,

'I couldn't care less about you Y/n, and don't take it for granted, I am doing all of this for an act, be thankful I haven't tossed you on that sofa and left you there.' He says, I tilt my head and start to lose consciousness,

'Whoa, come here-careful...here.' I hear Rafe say and then I feel myself being lifted up again, but this time not over the shoulder, but in his arms, but I am unable o bemoan nor rebuke him any longer, I just let him do whatever he wants...

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