What the hell Rafe Cameron? // Rafe Cameron X Reader

11: boyfriend?

I searched for Rafe with my hand, as it was too bright to open my eyes, "Rafe?" I groaned as I didn't feel anyone beside me.

I shot up as a quick panic flowed through my body. I looked around for him, and for my luck and worry, I found him on the floor, crying and looking like in pain, "Rafe, what's wrong?" I stood up cautiously and walked towards him, sitting in front of him.

"I can't do this." He just chanted over and over again ruffly scratching himself.

"Wha— what can I do?" I asked and I could feel a mass forming in my throat.

He lifted his eyes to mine, looking surprised that I asked, "I-- I need coke, yeah, that's what I need." He said and I shook my head.

"Rafe, no. You need..." I started but couldn't finish, as I didn't know what he needed, I know he says he needs coke, and that's not an option. Because first of all I didn't have any and and if I did, I know better than to give an addict the one thing they're addicted to. And second of all, no, just no.

"You don't know what I need!" He yelled getting up and I fell back as I got scared.

"Rafe, stop!" I cried out.

He stepped back as he realized his tone and started to pace around the room, and headed out.

"Where are you going?" I asked as I got up and quickly put on the closest shirt I found, and funnily enough it was my own.

"I need to get out of here." he said now walking down the stairs.

"Where? To Barry's? Don't see what he does to you?!" I toughened myself up. He didn't want to hear me as he just continued to walk away, "Fine!" I yelled even louder "But if you leave, I'm not letting you back in!" I yelled which turned into a cry out.

That stopped him, his shoulders started to shake as he leaned his head on the front door. Following that he turned and fell to the ground his back now leaning to the door, "I'm sorry." He sobbed.

I broke down to the stairs as he was leaning on the door, "I can help you, okay. If you— if you need money to pay off your debt I can help." I said quietly as my breathing calmed out, "Just, don't go in for more, don't go to him."

He got up and walked towards me and sat in front of me taking my hands into his as he kissed them lightly. I leaned my forehead to his and put my hand around his neck playing with his hair "I'm sorry." He just said and I nodded.

We went back to bed after the incident. I read a book as he fell back to sleep, and eventually I fell back to sleep too.

-

It was way past noon when we woke up to loud sounds from downstairs.

"Y/N wake up, someone's here." Rafe whispered with a light panic as he nudged me awake.

"What?"

"I just heard something downstairs." He said and the panic was now visible as I grew into it too.

I started into his eyes with an asking look "What?" he exclaimed whispering.

"Well, you're the guy." I exclaimed back gesturing to the door as I pushed him up. I got up after him putting the rest of my clothes from last night on as he waited for me at the door.

We walked cautiously to the stairway, me behind him I grabbed his arm into my hands as we walked down.

"Mom!" I exclaimed as the woman was at the front door bringing in a suitcase. A wave of relief went through my body, "What are you-- You're not supposed to be back till next week?"

"Well, we decided to cut our trip short." She said, but she said it cautiously.

"Why didn't you call?"

"Well, I wanted to surprise you. Hello, Mr. Cameron." My mom greeted Rafe sticking her hand out for him to shake, and he did just that.

"Mrs. Y/L/N." he said quite shortly.

"Just, Maggie is fine. How's you father?" She then proceeded to ask.

"Um-- fine, yeah fine, ma'am." I looked at them with my brows furrowed, why so formal, it's not like we've know them for, what? At least my entire life.

"Mom, what's goin' on?" I asked clearly interrupting her, as she so surprised turned her head to me.

"Well I'm just getting to know my daughter's--" She said with a pause pondering what word to use as I looked at her waiting. I turned my look to Rafe quickly and I could see his amused look as he too waited to hear what word my mother would use "boyfriend?" she finally let out and now Rafe turned to look at me with an amused asking look.

"Oh god-- Mom, you've know Rafe for a very long time." I said sarcastically "Now, what's up with the suitcases?" I asked changing the subject.

"Yes, that's what I wanted to talk to you about, but as I see, we have company so it can wait." she went on with the same cautiousness.

"Oh." I said as I weirdly nodded my head, "Where's dad?" I then asked.

"Oh-- Um, he'll probably be back tomorrow?" She said nodding her head.

"O— kay. Well, we've been sleeping all day, so we'll go freshen up and come down to help." I said as I started to push Rafe upstairs.

"Okay, chill I'm going." He said with a light laughter, "boyfriend?" He then asked as wrapped his hand around my waist pulling me closer to him, lightly lifting me up the last stairs.

I didn't know what to say. I covered my face with my hands as I felt myself start to blush with embarrassed laughter, "I don't know... it's complicated." I finally said throwing myself onto the bed.

"It's okay." He said as he hovered over me kissing my cheek. "I just want to to know that I don't just sleep around with people who aren't my girlfriends." He said planting a kiss between every other word.

I chuckled at him as I pushed him away from me lightly, "I told my mom we'd help her, remember? I need to get changed. And so do you... I'll get something from my dad's." I told him and gave him a quick kiss as I left the room.

Is this going too fast? My heart pounds as I walk towards my room, my stomach is filled with butterflies, but I'm not sure if they're good or bad butterflies. It's only been what? A day and it's been one second hot and the other cold at least three times...