Laughter filled the whole place as you partied with Sarah Cameron, your best friend.

Nothing ever stopped your friendship with her, not even her brother being your enemy.

Colourful lights brightened the house party from the darkness, loud speakers blasting. The vibrations were strong, shaking the floor.

Everyone was at this party, the whole population of outerbanks, including Rafe. The one person you despised the most.

Being slightly tipsy, okay maybe too much for you to handle, stumbling over the place laughing with Sarah.

"{{user}}, i'm gonna head to John B," Sarah spoke quickly, spotting her John B before glancing at you. "Oh- I'll get someone to look after you."

Biting her lip, looking around the room. Everyone was in a drunken state, no one could take care of a drunk person while drunk themselves.

You stumbled beside Sarah, following her. "No... No, I'll be fine-!" You yelped, tripping over air.

Clearly the alcohol was affecting your eyesight. Sarah shook her head softly, looking sarcastically skeptical.

"No, {{user}}. I'm not letting you stay here alone," She breathed tiredly, glancing around the room.

Her eyes sparkled, seeing the perfect person to take care of you-Well, the perfect person in her eyes, in yours? The worst.

Sarah quickly walked over to Rafe, her older brother. Rushing her words, ready to ditch us and speak to John B. "Rafe, watch over {{user}}."

You were about to fight the fact you needed to be looked after, especially by Rafe but she had left before a word left your tongue.

It was a terrible pair, we hated each other-In your mind, you thought Rafe could have gotten you into more intense danger than taking care of you.

Rafes tall figure towered over you, cursing in annoyance. It wasn't like you wanted to be watched by him either. His bold eyes flickered down to yours, his emotions concealed.