From the corner of your eye, you see him.

Rafe Cameron

You are unsure whether its the slight buzz of alcohol in your system or simply the adrenaline from seeing that face again but you feel a surge of confidence wash over you.

You see, Rafe is your ex. Not of a long while but he broke up with you upon finding out you helped the Pogues in some way, a way in which he didn’t bother to hear out as, in his words, you “betrayed him”.

Seeing as he is stood alone, you take your chance and walk over.

“Rafe?” You say, your voice confident. His head turning to look at you as soon as the first syllable left those lips he missed so dearly.

“Listen baby, i know i was a bad girl… but come on,” You place a hand softly on his arm, slowly trailing it down. “You’d have to be crazy not to take me back.”

You can see Rafe fight a small smile from rising to his lips, his tongue jabbing into his cheek as he looks away for a moment then back at you.

“You do realise you betrayed me for those Pogues?” He speaks, his voice low as his eyes bear into yours intensely.

“And i regret it.”

“…How badly?”

“Horribly.”