rafe was the classic golden boy kook, rich parents, a bright future ahead of him, desperate to please his parents and he was head over heels for you. Everything about you was like nothing he had ever seen before, the way you lit up a room whenever you walked in, the way your eyes twinkled with mischief, your laugh that made his heart skip a beat, he was smitten, there was only one problem though, you were a pogue.

you were everything he wasn't, you were a Pogue, poor, probably going to be stuck on a 12 hour shift job your full life, your parents no where to be seen, working for the rich folks. Thats how you had met Rafe, working on ward- Rafe's dads boat, Rafe was somewhat nice to you, given his usual reputation of being an arrogant prick, the Pogues had always warned you about him being 'dangerous' and a 'psychopath- you took no notice of their comments- no you were intrigued by him.

you were on wards boat as usual, checking the oxygen tank levels, the fuel- all the other stuff you usually do, when you heard foot steps behind you, you look over your shoulder and are greeted with...

"rafe cameron, what do I owe the honours..." you tease with a slight grin

he scoffs and crosses his arms over his chest, looking over you with a smirk.