Rafe Cameron Imagines//Oneshots

Party 🌶

Summary - Rafe invites you to a party.

Kook parties were a luxury, there were drugs, alcohol, so many people, so many cool things to do. You had been talking to the Princess of kooks recently. You're a pogue but she doesn't see any difference in friendship when it comes to that.

However her brother does. He despises Pogues, something a lot of people are aware of. Since you only moved last year you're not very known around town yet. Sarah came up with a plan.

"fake it till you make it girl" Sarah went on rummaging through her wardrobe for a nice outfit.

The plan was to dress like a kook and act like one, She thinks no one would notice and the aim of the game is to get invited to a kook party by non other than the number 1 pogue hater. Rafe Cameron.

"this is perfect" Sarah says spinning around. She's holing a sparkly mini dress with cutouts through the middle. It's very extravagant but it's not like you have anything in your own closet that will work. In her other hand the blonde had a pair of tall strap heels to go with it.

"see if you fluff out your hair and do some smokey eyes no one would suspect a thing!" The girl beams "this is actually so fun he's gonna be oblivious"

"Ok but how do i get the invite?" you ask slightly judgingly.

"easier than you think, just go down stairs and make sure he sees you in those little shorts and your tight top, it's disgusting really, men are so predictable" She says rolling her eyes.

Sarah was right, it is a lot easier than you thought. All you did was giggle and bounce down the stairs to get a glass of water. He was already in there so you said hi and then in a matter of seconds he invited you to the party because you were "not bad for a friend of my sisters"

^^^

The plan was a success, you felt accomplished but there was also another lingering feeling of attraction. Rafe has been known to be an absolute dickhead, sexist and an asshole. Yet something about the way he spoke to you, something about that look in his eyes made you feel like he could be different.

As you pulled up to the party you were greeted by topper and Sarah as expected. Not really. knowing anyone there you just followed them as you met new people on occasion. You found yourself with a drink in your hand on the dance floor with a random guy. You were having the time of your life and that dress has paid off.

If you were tO look ahead you could see rafe starring intensely from his seat at the coke table. For some reason when he saw you were watching him he felt embarrassed to be doing the drugs. Something about the way you were perfectly fine without them touched a nerve so naturally he came up to you.

"Get lost mate" Rafe snickered to the guy you were dancing with.

"bit rude but ok" You hook your arms around his neck although you have to reach up a fair bit due to his height and you sway your hips to the rhythm of the song once more. Rafe Stands pretty tense and barley moves much, this annoys you so you roll you eyes and move your hans to his torso

"Its called dancing ever tired it?"

Rafe stares at you in a bothersome matter and starts moving along with you. You swear you could almost see a small smile appear on his face as you beamed up at him. You decide to flip yourself so you're dancing up against him.

Liquid courage running though you body made you feel like you were on fire. You started grinding up against him in a way of not only fun but lust.

In all honesty you didn't like Rafe. Sure he was attractive but he was always trying to impress someone and do something extravagant for arrogant purposes. Maybe the thought that you could break him down if he gave you a chance was enough for you to make a move.