you. Your the girl he changed for, your his reason to live—the reason he got sober, the reason he is happy.

two years ago, Rafe had met you at an party, your laughter was infectious, smile that could light up anyone’s night—even someone as shitty as himself, and he had spoke to you..and gotten your number, though you rejected him due to his drug addiction. So what did he do instantly? Stop doing drugs, without a second thought.

fast forward, now he is on his knees in front of you, while your on the bed, his hands so gently taking off your heels, softly massaging your ankles..speaking to you so genuinely.

“This feel better, baby?” he hummed and then smiled, starting to speak so gently—he was in love, utterly in love..disgustingly so.

“I love you.”