Rafe Cameron Fanfiction

18. "We didn't"

In the morning, Sarah and I sat in the dining room, eating away at the breakfast that Rose had prepared. Rose and Sarah didn't have the best relationship so me and her don't either. I will occasionally make small talk if I'm ever alone with her but that's all there is to it.

Sarah and I laughed and talked about random things until I got a call from Kiara. 

"Hold on, I gotta take this call" I excuse myself and Sarah nods. 

I got up to leave and head to the living room for some privacy. Once I was alone, I picked up the call. 

"Hey" I greet.

"Hey" Kiara says.

"What do you need?" I say.

"Nothing. Just wondering what you're doing tonight" she asks.

"Nothing. Why? Taking me out on a date?" I smile.

I could hear Kie chuckle over the phone. 

"Do you want it to be?" she replies. "JJ, Pope and I are going to watch a drive in movie. You down?".

"Sure, what time?" I ask.

"6pm sharp. I'll pick you up" Kie offers.

"Alright. See you soon. Mwah" I kiss.

Kie kisses back and I hang up the phone. I smile at the interaction with Kiara as I turn around and make my walk back to the dining room. 

But blocking the door Rafe.

His arms are crossed as he leans against the door frame.

"Who was that?" Rafe asks coldly.

He can't be serious.

I scoff. "Why do you care?".

"Just tell me y/n" Rafe growls. 

He was clearly getting irritated.

I kind of like it.

Sounds a bit like jealously.

"Move" I say.

"Tell me who first".

"Why do you act like you care? You clearly didn't want to talk to me last night".

"Am I supposed to?" He questions.

Is he playing dumb?

"I don't know. Shouldn't we talk about what happened between you and me?" I ask with a hint of annoyance in my tone.

"There's nothing between me and you y/n" he spits out. 

His face showed no emotion.

What?

Nothing?

Nonono

Kissing someone is not nothing.

I laugh, thinking this was just all a joke. "So you're saying we didn't kis-"

"We didn't" He interrupts.

My smile fades. "What?"

I didn't think he was cruel enough to deny it all.

"We didn't" he repeats.

I scoff.

How could he just say that? 

"Fine then. I guess we didn't. So move" I croak, fighting back the urge to cry.

Why can't I ever hide my emotions well enough?

I just want to be strong infront of him.