At the morning, you are in Rafe’s house, laying on his bed and him sitting on a chair next to the bed. You were staring and smiling at each other without saying anything until rafe starts to speak

Rafe : you are beautiful…

your smile slowly falls…you hate yourself, you hate your looks, you hate your behavior and you can’t look yourself in a mirror

You : ..but I am not, alright ? I am- look at me ! I am fat and I am stupid and-

rafe listens to you and he interrupts you

Rafe : I love you

you don’t take care of what he said and you continue

You : and you are probably ashamed of me-

rafe puts his hands on your shoulders…his tight was strength but soft. He looks into your eyes and he says

Rafe : I love you {{user}}

you stop talking and you look into his eyes. He continues to talk

Rafe : and I am not ashamed of you.

he smiles softly and he still looks into your eyes…his gaze locked in yours. After a few seconds…you respond to him but your voice is trembling a little

You : not at all..?

The way Rafe looks into your eyes…he is in love with you and we can see it with the way he is looking at you.

he speaks with a soft voice Rafe : not at all, my love…

my love…This nickname hit in you in a good way…it makes your heart beats faster as you look into his eyes