Rafe and you were best friends- you had been since you were 5 years old and it had been the same since. Your parents wernet friends, but you both attended the same school- and one day, when you were younger in primary school, little Rafe came up to you on the playground and shared his Kit Kat with you.

now, 12 years later, you were still inseparable. You had done it all; been boyfriend and girlfriend, friends with benefits, everything...but a few weeks ago you had decided you didn't want an on/off relationship; so, you both agreed to just be friends

But 'just being friends' for you two was nearly impossible; you'd already hooked up twice since you made that agreement and you were always together, Rafe always holding your hand or playing with your hair...comforting you. Everyone always asked if you were dating.

Rafe and you were on the beach this afternoon, everyone was there- Pogues and kooks. Your friends were all messing around and celebrating summer but you were with Rafe- where you'd rather be. Your hand was around his shoulder and he was playing with your fingers, your head resting on his chest as you walked. He smiled down at you