𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 ~ 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

4. Sunbathing

It has been exactly a week since Rafe came over for the first time, and every moment of that night and the following morning is still in your mind.

In the morning, you remember that you were the first one to wake up. You expected to be in the exact same position you were when you fell asleep, but, in some weird way, Rafe was lying on his stomach and you were on his back. How you two flipped around, you have absolutely no idea, but it happened.

Getting up wasn't easy. You underestimated the hell out of how sore you would be, but you took your time and eventually got to the bathroom.

Midway through your shower, you may or may not have had company. Due to your soreness, all the two of you did was kiss and, well, shower. You've never felt your heart so full and happy other than in moments like those. Being near Rafe still felt mind-blowing to you, for some reason.

After the shower, you both got breakfast and talked while sitting on the couch of your living room. You felt like you were smiling at everything he said or asked, and Rafe listened to your every word.

Unfortunately, he did have to leave at some point. Your parents said they were going to be home by 11, and, at the time, it was nearing 10. You couldn't risk either of them seeing Rafe as you're sure that they would kill you on the spot if they did. But you can't exactly say you didn't consider staying with him for just a minute longer.

You two finally exchanged numbers, so you can (finally) always text him or call him. You kissed him goodbye and, right as the door closed behind him, you dramatically covered your mouth and sat on the ground for at least 2 good minutes. It wasn't until you heard his bike driving away that you squealed happily and jumped around the house because you, YOU, are officially in a relationship with Rafe.

In what seems like the universe hates you, in the days that followed, you two had close to no time together. You had to tutor Wheezie every single day due to a test coming up, and your friends would always be outside in the driveway when you finished. Meaning that Rafe wasn't able to drive you home once. You saw him in the hallway maybe 2 times, but that was it. Due to the work trip that your parents took, they also happen to take days off. So, the house always had one of them inside. Your friends were constantly coming over after school as well. Therefore, making every second of your days impossible for Rafe to show up at least once.

It was not easy but a possibility opened up just this week. Your parents are going to be over at a friend's place for lunch and, as always, spend the afternoon talking between themselves - as it has been so long since they last saw each other.

And poor you. You will miss out on all that fun.

"You can't order pizza again this week." Your mom tells you and you sigh.

"But I don't want to cook." You whine at her, waving your hand around from dramatization.

Your mom does this a lot. She always wants to know what you're eating to know if you're actually doing it. She promises that it's for your own good, but this also comes with not letting you have more than one 'easy' meal a week. Not even if you're stressed with school, because your mom is the type that wants you to take breaks and actually cook something for yourself in those situations.

You watch as she fetches the cookbook that she swears by with every meal and try to peek as she chooses something for you to make. You wait and listen to her patiently, deciding to just do as she says.

When done, she pokes the book while making eye contact with you. She doesn't move away from it until you walk over to it and begin to read the contents of the damned cookbook. As you do so, she goes to do a quick run to her bedroom to get her last accessory for today.