Rafe Cameron Imagines

secret's out

Being a Pogue was hard enough already.

Being a Pogue in a secret relationship with the richest boy on the island was a whole other thing.

Ever since you moved to the Outer Banks, Rafe Cameron immediately showed interest in you. Even after you told him that due to their standards, you were a Pogue, he didn't seem to care.

He showered you with gifts, he offered to buy you every single piece of clothing you would as much as just glance at, he would buy you flowers, the whole deal.

The only problem was that you both agreed that it was best to keep your relationship a secret and under wraps for the time being.

At least until your father could establish himself in the community.

Rafe confessed to you about his problems with his father, Ward, and how he would react at the even mere thought of his son dating someone "lesser" than him, as Ward liked to put it.

You understood, not wanting to cause any more problems to their already strained relationship.

However, what you weren't prepared for was getting caught by his father.

Rafe had invited you over the weekend, his family having left for a trip to their vacation house in Nassau.

"Are you sure your family isn't going to be home?" you asked him, knowing that his father was notorious for a hectic schedule and could potentially be home at any point.

"Babe, trust me, they're not going to be home for 3 whole days" he reassured you, kissing your temple and your worries away.

You sighed, a seed of doubt and anxiety still deep within your stomach, but you decided to let it go and enjoy the quality time you got to spend with your boyfriend.

The first two days were spent in total bliss, barely spending 1 minute apart from one another. Rafe rarely let the two of you leave the comfort of his bed, only ever allowing it to get something to eat with you.

Otherwise, your days were spent in his bed cuddling, talking, making love, talking and cuddling some more.

However, the surprise came on the last day around noon.

You had managed to convince Rafe to go downstairs and actually make something to eat, having settled on some pancakes seeing as you two had only just woken up.

"Babe, where do you keep the-" you started asking Rafe and turned around, almost dropping the bowl of batter you had concocted when you saw Ward Cameron standing in front of you, his hands in his pockets and a very confused expression etched on his face.

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing in my house?" his voice was neutral, but you could hear the judgement behind it.

Just as you were about to respond, Rafe appeared in the kitchen, his eyes darting between you and his father constantly.

He cleared his throat, making Ward look at him with the same expression.

"Dad, oh, um, wha-what are you doing home so early?" he had now made his way towards you and stood next to you, running his hands through his hair.

"Some business came up so I had to come back earlier. I asked this young lady a question, I believe. Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" he diverted his attention back to you, his gaze making you feel intimidated.

"Um" you started to say, looking at Rafe for any indications.

"This is my girlfriend, Y/N" Rafe spoke, wrapping one of his arms around your waist.

You nodded and looked back at his father, his expression still unreadable.

"Why did I not know about this girl before?" Ward asked.

"We just wanted to see where the relationship was going before we told anyone" you said, proud of your answer on the inside.

"I haven't heard about you before, young lady. Who are your parents?" he asked, obviously trying to be smooth about wanting to know whether your family was rich or not.

"We just moved to the Outer Banks a couple of months ago. My father actually works for you, Mr. Cameron. Y/F/N?" you saw the wheels turning in his head before he let out an "Ah!" and nodded.

"Yes, I'm familiar. Very good man, your father, hard-working and very reliable" he said, which made both yours and Rafe's hearts beat faster.

He hadn't commented on your wealth situation, so maybe he knew your father's income was getting better and better with each passing month and you were slowly climbing up the social ladder on the island.

"So, are you okay with this?' Rafe's voice was small, as if he was afraid of the answer Ward would give him.

Even though they were often at odds, you knew Ward's approval still meant a great deal to Rafe. He wouldn't admit it, but you could see it.

"I am. You take good care of each other" he smiled at you both and left, patting Rafe on the shoulder on his way out.

Once the sound of the door closing echoed through the house, you both let out a very big breath you hadn't even known you had been holding.

"That went better than I thought" Rafe mumbled, turning to you and wrapping his arms around your body, his head finding solace in the crook of your neck.

"We can finally go out in public together, don't you think?" you whispered in his hear, knowing how happy Rafe would be to finally be able to hold your hand in public.

"God, yes, I can't wait to show everyone I have the hottest girlfriend on the whole island" he smirked, starting to plant kisses all over your neck.

"You're such a dork" you giggled, leaning your head back so he could have more access.

"But I'm yours" he whispered and kissed your lips, making you feel weak in the knees.

"And I'm yours" you whispered back, connecting your lips again in a more passionate kiss, tugging at the little hairs on the back of his neck.

He moaned in your mouth, hoisting you up and taking you upstairs to his bedroom.

Even though you might have been from different background, you would never let that get between your relationship and love for one another.

Because, at the end of the day, you had each other and that's all that mattered.