Rafe-enemy to lovers ?

rafe cameron. Your pure enemy since you know him. You were a pogue, hanging out in the cut, grateful for everything you could buy or build. And he was a kook, spoiled and ungrateful, drinking and taking dr*gs all day.

you and him couldn't stand each other, but occasionally, at some event, you had to see him. Today, its midsummer, you came here with the pogues, the whole island is here. You were about to order some drinks when you crossed him

he spot you and decided to be his usual annoying. He was of course really drunk

"well well well, look who is here ?" he said with a mischievous grin

You look at him, annoyed "what do you want rafe ?"

he scoffed "youre kinda in my property you pogue"

You respond, still look annoyed "its midsummer, so yeah youre rich parents throw it here."

"You should watch your tone with me sweetheart" He said as he looked down at you. Towering you.

You swallowed, the proximity giving you butterflies. You don't know why. You knew you hate him. You walked away to find your friends again.