You and Rafe weren't official. Yeah you would hook up from time to time, but you were a pogue and he was a kook. Two different words that collided with each other.

Tonight was a party at Topper's place. He invited all of the young kook's and pogues. Everyone was shocked that pogues were invited, but you came cause Rafe would be there.

Around three am Rafe was standing with few people around the bar. He was a but drunk, but now wasted. He turned around andnsaw you, walking out of the house, tears streaming down your face, your hair a mess and you were tripping on your own feet.

He ignored his friends and walked up to you "what's going on?" He asked in his harsh tone as he grabbed your arm.

As soon as you heard his voice, you turned around and grabbed onto his shirt, your mascara was completely ruined no "H-he tried t-to t-touch me" you sobbed out.

It was clear that you were drunk, but Rafe knew that something was wrong. You never drank that much. Earlier on the party Topper was talking to you, he saw that but he paid no mind to it. Now he knew why he invited the pogues to this party.

He wanted you.