Play Pretend

Not him

Y/n's POV:

I was getting ready, Sarah on my bed, her hands crossed and her eyes raking down for me to finally tell hr what's happening whilst I'm searching for something to wear,

'Go on.' She states,

I sigh and finally look at her after avoiding doing so for a few minutes,

'Fine, to make this believable, we have to be together a lot more, he's taking me out-'

'I still can't wrap my head around this,' She whispers, looking up at me, 'my entire life Y/n, I had to deal with both of you hating one another with a burning passion, it even got physical, and now, you are going out-'

'Sarah! It is not real, we are doing this to then late go our separate ways, it is temporary, the plan will work, I'll move away, so will he probably and we'll never see each other again.' I explain, finding the skirt I've been looking for...

'Fine, but if he does anything to you, I will honestly-'

'I'll be fine, please don't you worry.' I mutter, fixing my skirt,

I decided to go with transparent tights, black-mini skirt, tucked in beige turtleneck and a black coat to match with the skirt, black heels and a purse, fixing my hair in a bun and taking out two front strands, I look at Sarah who nods and scoffs,

'You look good obviously, but, he is an asshole.'

'I know he is, but we need to make this as realistic as possible...' I whisper, hearing the car pulling up...

—-

Stepping out, I see him leaning against the door of the car, his black trousers hug his legs perfectly, a black blouse with top-two buttons undone, shoes polished and a blazer over his shoulder, he stiffens and his eyes run down my body as he sucks in the inside of his cheek and lets out a rasp of air in his mouth, 

He walks towards the passenger door and opens it for me,

'Hurry, I am starving.' He says, looking down at my skirt and back at me, he then leans forward and whispers in my ear,

'I like this one...'

—-

Once we arrive at the place, he walks around the car and opens the door for me, holding my hand whilst I step out,

The restaurant is big, massive even, the decorations are impeccable, white-elegant poles, lanterns surrounding it neatly, everything aligned proportionally,

'It's...beautiful.' I whisper,

'I know, very.' I hear him say, but I don't look at him as we make our way inside,

—-

Once we are at the table and have already ordered something, we get into discussing everything, he seems very closed-off and personal, so h doesn't speak much about himself, but seems very attentive when I speak,

'Once we finish with this, I am planning on moving somewhere away, not too far, but maybe further from where I live now.' I explain, he nods as our food gets here,

I had no clue on what to order, so Rafe did it for me, he didn't even start with his food yet, as he examines me trying the meal that he has ordered for me,

'Well?' He asks, looking at me,

'It's...very-very good.' I utter in-between my chewing, genuinely amazed at how good it tastes,

He nods and finally starts with his food,

'Good.' He whispers under his breath as he begins with his food...

—-

Once we are done, Rafe forced me to try the one dessert that is apparently really good despite me being full, but it was non-negotiable, so I had to,

'At least try it, no need to finish it.' He says as it gets served, he leans forward slightly, observing me as I sigh and taking the spoon, I scoop over the pudding and taking it on my mouth, I swallow it whilst making a direct eye contact with him,

His eyes travel down to my lips and back to my mouth,

I smile and nod,

'Mhmm... this is good, wow...' I utter,

Rafe suddenly gets up and paces in front of me to my side,

He hovers above me, one of his hands on the table, blocking me in my seat whilst his other hand reaches for my face,

He leans in and makes direct eye contact whilst his thumb sets on my cheek, gently wipes off the chocolate and then he licks it off himself,

'I'll be back.' He states, straightening back and making his way towards the lavatory...

I trace my fingers down where he touched me,

We have never been this close and didn't try to knock one another over,

The way he hovered above me, the way his skin touched my skin, it was so gentle yet so...desperate, but fiercely desperate,

The way he maintained the eye contact,

This is temporary, snap out of it, I am just tired, even if a random waiter would have done that, I'd feel the same way,

It's not Rafe, I am just tired...

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