sweet lies | rafe cameron

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"Hey" I enter in the men's bathroom hoping I'll not bump into any other men than Rafe.

"Hey" he smiled at me and stepped closer to kiss my forehead. "Thank you for not making a big deal out of the Jj Topper thing" I whispered and kissed his cheek. "If it wasn't for you, I would have" he nodded, "it was hard" he reached for my hair and tucked it behind my ear. "This dress looks amazing on you by the way" he then said against my ear and it made me giggle. "Stop that's tickling me..." I bite my lip as he buried his head in my neck. "I want you right now" he kissed my temple, "so bad" he added. I pulled him closer to kiss his lips. "Here?" I chuckle, "here, everywhere" he nodded a bunch of times and slid his tongue in my mouth. As we don't stop kissing he picks me up and makes me sit on the vanity top.

"What if someone comes here..." I ask and he pulls away to look at me. "Jules..." he lets out an ironic giggle, "no one comes here" "oh really?" I smirk and kiss his lips once again, "really" he mumbles and our lips crash together again.

He placed his hands on my hips moving then against him. I let out s small moan as I dug my nails into his back. His lips moved down fro. y lips to my chest. I giggled as I felt his cold hands slid under my dress, touching my bare thighs.

"Shit!" Rafe stepped away as my phone started ringing right next to us. "Fuck.." I mumbled fixing my dress with my right hand while grabbing the phone with the other.

"It's Kie, I have to answer" I say and press the phone to my ear. "Kiara, what's up.." I say catching my breath.

"Where are you? The cake is gonna be here soon and the dance floor is getting busier, don't you wanna dance?" She knows I love it.

I stand back on the floor of the bathroom and fix my hair in the mirror, "I had to go to the restroom..." I answer, my eyes went back on Rafe. He was just standing in the corner of the bathroom staring at me.

"I couldn't find you know, tampons" I chuckle nervously as me and Rafe maintain a tensioned eye contact, "had to find some" I add.

"Right, well we're waiting do you" I hang up and Rafe looks at me disappointed. "Gotta be with my friends" I sign and he pulls me by my waist to him. "What about your boyfriend huh?" "boyfriend?" I grin hoping I'm not blushing too much. "Well yeah, Maybank" he smirks kissing my lips. "Stop" I pull away leaving him looking confused. "If you kiss me one more time we will never go back there" I groan.
"That sounds more like something I want-" "I have to go" I cut him and suddenly my heart drops as I hear the door behind us opening.

"What the fuck?!" I recognize Kiaras voice immediately. Rafe removes his hands from my waist and steps back. I turn around to face my best friend. That one is standing in front of us with a disgusting but also shocked face. "Kiara-" before I could tell her anything else she already ran upstairs. She made sure to slam the door hard as she left.

"Are you okay?" the suddenly asks Rafe as he places a hand on my shoulder. "Don't" I push him away standing glued to the floor. "Sorry" he mumbled, "want to go?" he adds and I cover my face with my hands.
"I don't know" I try to hide my tears. "Hey, I mean at least they know now right? We couldn't keep it a secret forever" he says trying to calm me down. I know he's right.
But I also know that right now, Kiara is up there telling everyone what she just saw and when we come back I'll have no friends. I mean how could they ever talk to me now?

"They have to understand" he then says. "What?" "I mean you love me right? I know I love you...I don't want to not be with you. If they are your friends they will understand" he caresses my cheek. "Rafe but- they have no reason to understand. No reason to accept us. They hate you, you never did anything to them except bad shit" I say. "Right, wait- so it's my fault now?" "What?" I ask confused, wiping a tear from my cheek.
"Jules I know I've been shitty but I love you" "And? It's not about you, they will kill me because I've been sleeping with the guy who tried to kill Pope the other week!" I yell maybe to loud than I wanted and he lets out and ironic giggle as he slaps the wall roughly.

"So that's what we've been doing? Sleeping together?!" he exclaims and I shake my head. "No I-" "Jules you need to figure it out. You knew what I did to your beloved friends when you were sleeping with me as you say, don't act so surprised now" "I'm not surprised I-" I stare at him feeling the tears rushing to my eyes.
"You're what?" he raises his voice and I just shake my head again, "I don't Rafe" "right, listen I can't do this now" he runs his hand through his hair and leaves to go back upstairs.

I just stand there. Ashamed to go back up there, ashamed to stay here.
I look in the mirror on my left and see that my mascara was all under my red eyes.
I reach for the toilet paper and try to wash it down.