Obx imagines

hating to dating

You and Rafe had been best friends since you were like 3 years or something. You lived very close to each other, and your parents had always wanted you both to end up getting married. Though you never felt that about Rafe. In your eyes he was just your best friend, and you thought he felt the same way.

You had never gotten along with the pogues. Of course because you're a kook, but mainly because you're friends with Rafe. They hated you and you hated them.

Your family and the Cameron's family had this nice dinner at Tanyhill. Once again your parents brought up the thought of you two getting married. You just laughed it off like usualy, but Rafe acted distant the rest of the night.

At 9 PM he just got up and went to his room. You wanted to go check if he was okay, so you went after him.

"Hey, Rafe?" You said, knocking on his bedroom door before opening it. "You okay?" You asked. He glared at you from his bed.

"Actually no." He just said with a anoyed expresion on his face. "You just laughed it off like nothing happened!" You looked at him confused for a second, then realized what he was talking about.

"Of course i did. What else should i have done?" You looked at him and saw him rolling his eyes at you. "C'mon Rafe. It's not like we want to get married anyways." He glared up at you once again.

"Who says i don't want to marry you?!" He said. Your eyes widned at his words.

"What?" You mumbled and looked at him seriously. "You want to marry me?" You asked.

"Yes! Ever since we met each other i've wanted to marry you. And you haven't noticed any of the signs." He began raising his voice, so you backed up a little. Sometimes he could get pretty agresive doing fights. You knew he would never hurt you, but still didn't feel safe of some reason.

"I'm sorry, i never knew." You muttered while looking at the ground. "But i don't feel that way.." You didn't want to hurt him, but neither did you want to hurt yourself. You didn't want to marry, or even date at that matter, someone you don't love.

"Well, i guess this friendship won't work out any longer then." He just said with a cold tone.

"What? No, no we'll figure it out." The last thing you wanted was to loose your best friend.

"Get out y/n." You took one last look at him before leaving his room.

The next day at school you decided that you wanted to talk to him, and work out what ever was going on.
First period was math, then english, then finaly biolegy, which you had with Rafe. Through the whole period you tried to talk to him, but he kept ignoring you. When you finally got to lunch break, you caught up with him in the hallway.

"Rafe!" You called out. "Can we please talk?" He finally turned his gaze to you and stared down at you.

"There's nothing to talk about. I can't take back what i said last night." You just looked at him. Before you could say anything, the bell went off, and kids rushed down the halls to get to class.

Rafe turned to go to class too, but you grabbed his arm. "I still want to be friends with you." You said in a low voice.

"We can't be fucking friends anymore y/n!" He raised his voice, and pulled his arm out off your grib. "Now leave me the fuck alone before you'll regret it!"

"Please, Rafe. Don't do this." You looked up at him before feeling the worst pain you've ever felt go through your whole body. You looked down to see a knife stabbed in the side of your waist.

"I told you to leave me alone." He just walked down the halls, leaving you there with a knife in your waist.
Maybe he did want to hurt you after all. He had been your best friend for as long as you can remember, and he just stabbed you like that.

You slit down the wall behind you, wining in pain as blood was streaming out of you. You counted to three before quickly pulling out the knife, and covering the wound with your already bloody zip up hoodie.

Your vision got blury, and just before everything went black, you heard someone scream out your name.
"Y/n! Y/n open your eyes." That's the last thing you remember.

After what seemed like ages, you flickered your eyes open to see a whole bunge of light and a whole bunge of doctors.

You didn't even bother to turn your head, instead you just lightly called out. "Mom?" But to your suprice a whole other person grabbed your hand.

"Oh my god, you're awake." That was the voice of none other than jj maybank. "I was so worried." You had absolutly no idea what was going on. This man hated you. What was he doing here?

"Jj?" You mumbled out, finally turning your head to look at the blonde haired guy. "What are you doing here?" You could barely get the words out through you teeth.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay." He gave you a light smile. "I found you in the hallways." He tilted his head a bit as a curious look grew on his face. "What happened?" You took a moment to think about it. Not wanting to belive that Rafe had actually stabbed you.

"It's okay, you don't have to answer that." You flashed him a soft smile. He was so nice right now. Not like the jj you knew.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. You looked down to see bandage rapped around your waist. Then looked up and shrugged your shoulders. How did you feel?.

He door flew open, and in walked Sarah Cameron. "Oh my god, y/n, are you okay? What happened?" She said, rushing to you, but stopped when she saw jj. "Oh, hi jj." She looked at you confused, and you returned the confused expresion.

"Hi Sarah. Is john b still at the château?" He asked, Sarah just nodded her head. "Okay."

"Well, i just wanted to check that you were alright. I'll leave again now." She said. You just nodded your head. She blew you a quike kiss before leaving again and silence filled the room.

"Jj what are you even doing here? You hate me." You asked, looking at the blonde guy.

"I don't hate you." You raised a eyebrow at his comment. "I've just always thought that you were just another snobby kook, with a perfect life." Now you felt your eyebrows furrow at his talk. "But it didn't look like you had a perfect life when you had a knife stabbed in your waist."
You chuckled at his comment, and he smiled at you.

"I really appreciate you saving my life." You smiled, but this time it didn't fade away again.
"You're a real gentelman, maybank." Now he was the one chuckling.

"Maybe we should try being friends?" He asked after a moment in silence.

"Yeah, i'm getting pretty tired of hating you." You grinned at him.

"Yeah?" He said.

"Mhm." You just hummed in responds.

You looked into his deep blue eyes, almost drowning in them. He leaned in over you and eraised his lips with yours. As he pulled away you looked at him again.

"I thought we agreed to being friends?" You laughed with a light grin on your face.

"That's no fun." He wined.

"You're right, making out is much more fun!" You barely finished your sentence before you felt his lips interecting with yours once again.

You've spend years hating this man, but now he've got you feeling some sort of way that you can't fully explain.

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Hope you enjoyed this, all though I feel like the Rafe part was way to rushed. He'll probs get so pissed that you're making out with jj maybank instead of him.