Outerbanks Imagine

New York - Rafe Cameron

A/N oh my god guys, I love this one so much. I saw it more as Drew then as Rafe, but imagine Rafe being this cute with his girlfriend. Oh my god I would die.

Summary

You and Rafe get away from the Outer Banks for a week to visit New York.

You've been looking forward to this trip for so long. You and Rafe planned this trip about a month ago, but you were talking about it long before that. You both wanted to get away from the Outer Banks for a week. You wanted a change of scenery. Rafe mainly wanted to get away from his dad and spend some alone time with you. It was almost never just the two of you. His friends would be around or your friends. So you both really were looking forward to this.

"Babe, are you almost done?" Rafe asks and walks up to your room. You just finished packing. You out your suitcase on the ground and put the last things in your backpack.

"Yeah, just finished," you said and looked at your list one more time, just to be sure that you got everything. Rafe wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"Hi," he whispered and kissed your cheek.

"Hi," you said back and kissed his lips.

"I just need to pack one more thing," you said and walked to your closet. You grabbed one of Rafe's sweaters and put it in your backpack.

"Isn't that mine?" Rafe asked.

"It was. Now it's mine," you said and put the backpack on your shoulder.

"I was looking for that! It's my favorite."

"Mine too, so I borrowed it and never gave it back."

"That's stealing."

"I don't see it like that. But we should go. Isn't Topper waiting downstairs?"

"He is."

"Then let's go." Rafe got your suitcase and you got downstairs. Your mom and dad were working so you just left a note saying goodbye and that you would text them once you landed. You followed Rafe to the car.

"Morning Topper," you greeted him as you placed your bag in the trunk.

"Morning Y/N," he said. You and Rafe both got into the backseat off the car. He immediately grabbed your hand.

"Now, don't come back pregnant, okay?" Topper said as you said goodbye to him.

"I won't," you laughed.

"Bye!" Rafe waved at him before he grabbed your hand and you walked through the airport. You got to security and then made your way to the gate. You already had the feeling of a vacation. It was nice to be alone with Rafe for once. You said down in one of the chairs, while you waited for the gate to open. Rafe had his arm wrapped around your shoulder, while you leaned against him.

"I could sit here for ever," he mumbled.

"Tell me about it. We really need to do this more often."

"I agree. You want to go to Hawaii next? Or what about Paris?"

"Lets do New York first," you laughed. "But Paris sounds nice," you add. Rafe smiled.

You got out of the plane. It was a short flight since it was only an hour and you discussed your next trip. You needed to wait for your baggage. You couldn't stop kissing Rafe and touching him. You were never this clingy with him, but right now, you just didn't want to let him go and he didn't seem to mind.

When you got you baggage, you got a cab and went into the city. This was your first time going to New York and you didn't even know where to look. There was so much to see that you were overwhelmed with everything. The buildings where so high!

"We're here."

"Thank you," Rafe said. You both got out, for your luggage and went into the hotel. Rafe and you saved up so much money so you could stay in a nice hotel with everything that you wanted and boy, this was nice. It was super expensive, but you loved it. Back in the OBX, you lived on the cut. You weren't poor, your parents just liked the cut more then the big mansions on figure eight and you didn't mind at all. But this luxury was already amazing. Rafe got the key and you went up with the elevator.

"This is our room," Rafe says as he opens the door. You walk in and directly you walk to the bed where you let yourself fall on it. Rafe puts his bags down and lays down on top of you. You laugh as Rafe plants kisses all over your face.

"I can't breathe!" you laugh and try to push him off you, but he just gives you kisses all over your face. When he gets to your lips, you passionately kiss him back.

"I love you," he mumbles and plants another kiss on your cheek.

"I love you," you smile and plant a kiss on his cheek before you push him off you, this time with more force so he actually gets off.

"But I'm hungry," you say and open your suitcase. You brought a small purse with you, just for you money and your phone. You put it in there and put it on your shoulder.

"Then we're going to eat," Rafe says. You both freshened up and then you went out to get some food.

You were holding hands as you walked through the streets. Rafe had his camera with him, a passion nobody knew about. He loved to take photos with his old film camera. He would always find the perfect shots and most of the picture he took were of you. In the beginning you were a bit annoyed by it, because you didn't like to be in front of a camera, but he did it so much, that you were actually loving it now. It was something the two of you shared, since he didn't even told his friends about it. You would always have is camera in your bag and sometimes he would take a picture, pretending to be stealing it from you and taking a picture.

"Can you stand here so I can take a picture of you?" he asked you when you were on Times Square.

"Sure." You let go of his hand and stood where he wanted you to. You smiled at the camera as he took the picture.

"Now one of us together," you said and pulled your phone out. Rafe stood next to you. You turned you camera so you could take a selfie. You both smiled at the camera when you clicked to make a photo. Rafe put a kiss on your cheek. Your smile got wider and you took another picture.

"I love you so much," he said.

"I love you too."