𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒, RAFE CAMERON

✧˖°𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫

[TW: SMUT]

NO ONE REALLY KNEW what happened between you and Rafe Cameron. You used to be the very defenition of a perfect relationship. Him, the kook prince, and you, the kook everyone loved—even the pouges.

Because unlike Rafe. You accepted everone for who they are, not because of how much money they had in their bank accounts, or how they lived their lives.

So when Rafe took his frustration with the pouges out on you, you ended it—leaving everyone in shock at the unexpected break up. Even yourself.

Now it's months later and you and him haven't even spoken to each other since your last fight. And it was a nasty one.

You had been spending all your time with your best friend, Kiara or Sarah. And Rafe had been hanging out with Topper all the time.

But tonight, Rafe was going to prove to you that he's a changed man. A changed man who was still very much in love with you as he was the day you broke his heart.

He had a plan, a good plan. Tonight at the bonfire, he was going to win you back.

You didn't want to go tonight, but Kie and Sarah dragged your ass to the bonfire regardless.

You sat in the sand in the big circle of people with Sarah, Kie and John B on either side of you. You were drinking a can of beer when you decided to look up from the ground, glancing around and noticing that Rafe was nowhere in sight.

But when you hear the soft hum of a car, you turn to see a figure getting out of a black truck you recognized all too well. Rafe.

Though, you quickly looked down and turned back to the group to ignore him.

Rafe made his way through the crowd and over to the keg, grabbing a cup and filling it up. He then turned around and spotted you in the sand. His eyes locked with your's and he smiled to himself. Though, you were the first to look away.

He was about to walk over to you, when he saw Topper making his way over to him.

"Hey man! Where have you been?" Topper askes, taking a drink from his red solo cup.

"I had to run an errand." Rafe replied casually.

"Yeah, well there were like four hot chicks lookin' for ya." Topper nudged his shoulder with a wink.

Rafe rolled his tounge against his cheek. "I ain't interested."

"Come on, man. You sure? You've been weird since (y/n) broke up with you."

Rafe ignored the mention of your name and took a drink from his cup. "Hey, do me a favor?" He asks, looking at Topper.

Topper raised his brows and smiled. "Yeah, name it."

Rafe smiled. "Can you get your hands on five hundred dollars?"

Topper was shocked by what Rafe asked. "What for?" He asked, but still pulled out his phone as he asked the question.

"Just get me the money, okay?" Rafe smiled, patting Topper on the back, as he turned and made his way over to you.

"What do you want?" You ask as he approaches you. Standing up from the sand and crossing your arms over your chest. You looked stunning tonight with your short dress and your hair down.