You were at a party with your friends. The only sober one in your group. Due to association Rafe Cameron was also in your friend group..and you hated Rafe Cameron.

Currently you were sat with Rafe on a couch away from the rest of the party. Rafe was drunk. Like plastered.

“You know, I-I’ve always had a thing for you.” Rafe slurred out, leaning against you on the couch. Causing you to stare at him incredulously.