"♫ Don't call me kid, Don't call me baby, Look at this idiotic fool you've made me ♫"

Your eyes welled with tears, the glassiness making Rafe's figure just a blur.

The rain poured down, making it worse. The droplets trickled down our bodies, our clothes sticking to our skin.

You didn't understand, it was always like this. Every time Rafe had brought you along with his friends, he would act like your babysitter.

It wasn't like you were immature, you weren't. Just younger.

Rafe was your boyfriend, you thought he understood you, but he read it all wrong.

"Why?! Why are you acting like this? Why, Why are you acting like I'm some childish person!" Shouting, with your throat feeling strangled.

Your hands didn't know where to go, they never did. It was like you didn't belong anywhere in this world. It felt wrong to.

Rafe took your hands, clasped between his own palms. His thumb stroked your hand lightly, gathering his words.

Outside of Rafe's friends house, Topper Thornton's place were you two arguing. Rafe had treated you like a baby, an imbecile in front of everyone.

"Im your fucking girlfriend, I'm only a few years younger than you!" You gasped, your emotions laced your words with confused anger and sadness.

"{{user}}, stop. Stop it, okay!?" Rafe ushered you to stop yelling at him, he didn't want to make a scene in front of his friends.

But didn't he already create a scene? Making a fool of his own girlfriend for laughs?

His words laced with urgency, but still care. Rafe genuinely didn't want to hurt your feelings, he just needed you to calm down.

It was wrong on his part, but there was something so.. undefined in him that he felt that he needed you to be protected.