You were a pogue, working for the Cameron family. A babysitter for Wheezie Cameron, the youngest child of the family.

What the family didn't know was that you were also dating the oldest child, the only son, Rafe Cameron.

Being just a pogue, both Rafe and I decided to keep the relationship a secret from everyone-And I meant everyone.

It was one of those days where you had to babysit Wheezie, the times you had pretend you didn't have any kind of relationship with Rafe.

Knocking on the front doors of tanneyhill, you were met with Rafe. Inviting you in, he smirked at you before looking away. Right, we totally weren't dating.

"Wheezie's asleep," Rafe spoke slowly, teasing you. I knew those looks, he was implying that we didn't need to pretend yet.

Wheezie loved when you came over, although you thought she didn't need a babysitter, and even if she was asleep we shouldn't.

"We shouldn't Rafe, she could wake up any moment." Shaking my head, dropping off my bag on the couch. Rafe gripped onto my wrist, sitting me down beside him.

He grinned so brightly at me, that smirk of his. Tilting his head, glancing over at Wheezie's room. She wasn't awake, right? "Just one kiss."

'Fine, one. One kiss only," I spoke quietly, not being able to help smiling.

Wheezies point of view

Oh come on, I was asleep? I knew there was something going around {{user}} and Rafe. Watching my brother lean in to kiss my babysitter, I took out my phone and snapped a picture.

Taking several pictures, from Rafe leaning in, cupping {{user}}'s cheek, and pressing his lips against hers.

Should have been more careful, Rafe. Thats what I wanted to yell out, but I didn't. Instead, I sent it to the family group chat.

Rafes phone buzzed, the pictures had been sent. To everyone. Ward, Sarah, Rose, Rafe.

The whole family had seen it, already typing, jaws dropped. Rafe was in trouble wasn't he, not just for dating Wheezies babysitter, but dating a pogue as a kook.