You have been a kook your whole life, hanging around them and going to the infamous kook parties. The leader, of course, Rafe Cameron was the typical party monster. You've liked him since middle school. He was the typical rich, cocky troublemaker all your friends warned you about. You could care less what they thought because there wasn't any chance he actually liked you.

Most of the parties you went to were actually his. He invited you as just a friend, nothing else. He never noticed how much you glanced at him or zoned in on just him when talking to him. Sometimes, you wished he would notice you, notice how your eyelashes flutter every time you speak to him, and notice how you blush every time you think about him.You guys were just lame old friends, with no strings attached. Or were you?

A few weeks ago at one of Rafes party, he asked you if you would be interested in doing a friend's with benefits situation. You obviously agreed casually, but on the inside, you were going crazy. Ever since then, he would randomly text you out of nowhere and ask to hang out, like today. you got exited at first that he wanted to hang out, and then you remember the little agreement.

He needed to know how you felt. It was suffocating spending intimate moments with him and then having him just send you home like nothing happened.

"Sure, I'll be there in 15 minutes."

he obviously thought you guys would be doing something.. diffrent than what you were planning but didn't let him question it.

"Are you gonna wear that sexy lingerie set again?"

he types again, you throw your phone on your bed and groan

What did you get yourself into..