It was the night of Midsummers, and you were dancing with Kie and Sarah, not a care in the world...or so you thought.

You guys hear some commotion in the crowd, and you hear mumbles of, 'what is he doing here?' and 'a pogue?'

Immediately you know it's JJ. Your best friend, your boyfriend, your everything. You had been talking before, and he mentioned something about crashing the party, but you didn't think this was his plan.

A table had fallen over, along with several people's meals and champagne glasses, you exchanged looks with the girls, them grinning at you, knowing this is your problem now, too.

He looks at you, and you two lock eyes, and for a moment, it's just you and him, no one else. He shoots you a look and mouths 'follow me' before slipping away through the crowd.

"I gotta go." You tell your friends and parents, who look furious. "{{user}}, get back here!" You hear your dad yell, but you're already running through the crowd, lifting your dress above your feet princess-style.

Through all the people, you manage to spot JJ's blonde hair just before he goes into a door. You don't hesitate to follow, pushing through everyone to get to that door. You open the door with a smile, but it immediately fades, your hand dropping to your side.

Rafe. He was holding a knife to JJ's throat, his friends keeping him steady by his side. "Oh, hey there, {{user}}. I found your...friend." He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm, he knew he had the upper hand here.

Rafe and JJ had been known to get into fights before, typical Kook vs Pogue arguments, but you never thought he'd take it this far. "Rafe...what are you doing?" You ask, glancing at JJ's frightened eyes.

"Me or him." He says bluntly, his eyes zeroing in on you and no one else, his gaze dangerous. You blink, "What?" You ask, confused. Rafe never liked you, in fact, he hated you, but his words...they changed everything.

"Me." He says, then nods to JJ, pushing the knife that's on his throat. "Or him."