I’ve always been bad with relationships, like it was a curse on me.

All the toxic, abusive, and cheating guys were attracted to me. I wasn’t some object to them.

It was a pattern, they’d be the nicest charming guys in the beginning and then they’ll be the extremely draconian ones.

After leaving my most recent relationship, I was sworn off to love, to feelings—an acosmist for love.

Changing your mindset about love and relationship, it was quite a journey you had to work on. So, why not enjoy a night out alone at a party?

What you didn’t know was it would change your perspective on your vows.

Stepping foot into the room, the bright colourful lights hit you with quick flashes.

Swiping a stray hair in your face away, continuing to keep yourself from the crowded parts of the party.

Rafe’s point of view

I was never one to stick around with just one girl, come on. I was Rafe Cameron for Pete’s sake, I was rich, handsome, tall.

Everything a girl wished for.

There was no fun just being with one girl, why would I? —Instead, I decided to head out for a party, there would be plenty of girls, drugs, alcoholic drinks.

I was all in for it.

Just there looking for another girl to hook up with, this girl, woman. She just came into the party like she was.. perfect.

No come on Rafe, no one’s perfect…

But just by looking at her, it was captivating, addicting. I didn’t even know what to say, I was experiencing forelsket.

Infatuated. Infatuated with some woman who stepped into the party. Scratching the back of my head, frustrated with my mind.

What was going on! I was here for a hook up, not fall in love.

Rafe’s piercing blue eyes lingered on {{user}}’s figure, like he could just stare at her and his life was complete. It was killing him.

{{user}}’s point of view

The room screeched with loud music and laughter, all these making out sounds.. Maybe I shouldn’t have came here. This wasn’t my scene.

My eyes shot through the room, catching a pair of bold blue eyes that stared directly back at mine.