sunburn - rafe cameron (outerbanks)

5 - thats how it is

chapter 5
thats how it is

if angie could time travel, there would be a long list of things that she would go back and change; her sisters disappearance, crashing her first car into the driveway gate, the list went on but somewhere there would lie last night. she would not have accepted a ride on the back of rafe cameron's motorcycle, nor would she have left him with a soft 'thank you' and a kiss on the cheek. she had no idea where the sudden surge of confidence had came from, nor why she acted on it. but god did she wish she hadn't.

angie clung to the blond that sat in front of her, her arms wrapped tightly around his torso, praying that it would prevent her from flying off the back like a plastic bag from under a car tyre. she was almost certain that she'd had her eyes squeezed shut for ninety percent of the journey. she was petrified. it was only when the motorcycle rolled to a stop that she peeled open her eyes again, the lights illuminated from the woods' estate. angie sighed, and climbed off the bike, turning to rafe with a smile as she slipped his helmet off her head causing her hair to fall free from the loose pony she had tied it in. to rafe, it was quite comparable to that one megan fox scene, we all know the one.

"thanks," she smiled shyly. it wasn't like angie to express shyness.

"well, it's kinda my fault that topper's high." he shrugged, "besides, now you owe me one."

"oh really? thats how it is, huh rafe?" angie laughed, realising how incredibly flirty she had sounded, she held his helmet out for him to take.

"thats how it is." he repeated, licking his bottom lip and tugging the helmet which yanked her closer to him. god, he smelt so good.

"here i was thinking you were my knight in shining armour." she retorted sarcastically. "goodnight rafe."

and then it happened. before she could stop herself, she had perched up onto her tiptoes and pressed a gentle kiss against his cheek; she instantly scolded herself the moment she touched his skin. what the hell had possessed her?

rafe was visibly just as shocked as she was with his eyes sat wide and his jaw hanging slack. he didn't move an inch until the slamming of the large front door snapped him out of his trance. did that really just happen?

so yeah, if angie could go back in time; that is where she'd go. she let her guard down, and never would it happen again. she lay in bed for hours that night, wide awake in frustration; how could she be so stupid? he's sarah's brother for gods sake.

that morning, angie had divulged in the comfort of her dimly lit bedroom for much longer than she'd liked to have admitted; and in all honesty she had no intention on getting up. it was peaceful, yet that peace was short lived as the phone sprung to life beside her. great, they had signal again.

"hello."

"what are you doing?" sarah asked quickly. "can you come over?"

"urgent?" angie asked.

"urgent."

"i'm on my way."

angie sprung into life, racing into her bathroom to brush her teeth, she brushed her fingers through her hair and wet her fingers and rubbed them against her eyes to remove the remnants of mascara from the night before. that would have to do.

it took her all of 4 minutes to arrive to sarah's house. her car jolted to a stop in the driveway, she had never driven in bunny slippers before and she wished that was still the case. her fist rapped loudly against the front door and she waited for someone to open it, giving her the chance to look down at her attire: an oversized madonna t-shirt hung from her body, the frilly detail of her shorts barely peeking out from underneath. she had certainly looked better. the front door swung open, revealing the one person she had hoped not to see: rafe. it was obvious where he was heading, the golf bag hanging loosely off his shoulder gave it away instantly, but angie had no intention of talking and instead she slipped past him, her shoulder brushing against his bicep as she did so sending a chill down her spine. he grunted with annoyance as she took off in a sprint up the stairs and slammed the door loudly behind him.