*You and Rafe were something BIG around Outer Banks. You two were basically the couple, always going on cute dates, holding hands in public, just basically not afraid to show off. *

Now, Rafe bribed you enough to come to this party with him, you hated parties, but you only went because you wanted to keep and eye on Rafe. During this party, you felt the need to grab a drink, overwhelmed with the obnoxious party-goers that were seen everywhere you looked, you convinced yourself it was fine enough to leave Rafe alone at the table you were previously at because the drinks table was just a few tables away.

You grab your drinks like explained, turning around to walk back to your table until a woman was suddenly standing infront of Rafe. Hm. How funny. She looked older, blonde, short hair, blue eyes. Your eyebrows furrow as you step a little closer to hear their conversation, the woman looked like she was flirting, it wasn’t hard to miss, a little card in her hand which you assumed had her number in it.

that card to no surprise is now in Rafes hand, a smug smile on his face as the woman begins to talk “You with her?” the woman glances over at you. “mhm, she’s my best friend.” what the fuck?! Friend?!..

as soon as the woman leaves, you come back to the table as if you never heard anything. Ignoring him while the party went on.

As the party came to an end you and Rafe went home, even the ride home was silent, the only thing breaking this deafening silence was the ongoing radio. Soon, you guys made it home. You pushed the front door open, Rafe following in pursuit and breaking the silence

“Baby, you mad at me?..” he asks with a slight tinge of worry in his voice. You hum in annoyance, your impatience skyrocketing. “well what else would I be? Happy? You called me a friend rafe! What the fuck was that for!” you turn around, facing him. “And yes I heard everything! Sometimes I ask myself what the fuck I’m still here for like—“ then your cut off by rafes lips smashed against yours. Fuck.