Outer Banks Imagines

Promise Ring (Rafe Cameron)

A/N: I am sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language. Feel free to point out any mistakes... but just don't be mean about it lol! Hope you enjoy it!

"I brought him a ring... a promise ring," you said, turning around so you can face your best friend, Rafe Cameron. Rafe closed his eyes, knowing that you were not talking about him. It hurts knowing you were not talking about him. It hurts knowing you will never love him like that. It hurts knowing he won't be the one you go home to after a long day. It hurts knowing he won't be the one you will walk down the aisle to one day. It was obvious you will never love him. You love the guy you were going to give the promise ring to, the guy who will put a ring on your finger one day.Rafe knew he was stupid for waiting for you. He planned on staying till you told him to leave.Rafe pulled up the blankets, covering his naked body. "I don't want to know, Y/N." Rafe sighed."He loves me, you know?" You continued without realizing what Rafe was going through. Rafe knew that he loved you. Whenever Rafe was around you, he got a reminder of that. The daily good morning texts, good night texts, what are you doing, or how was your day texts reminded him that. "Then why the fuck are you sleeping with me?" Rafe asked. He was getting tired of this. "You love him soo much, and he loves you so much, then why are you here?" He asked once again, his voice breaking up this time.Rafe told you he loved you years ago, but you just ignored it by saying that both of you are friends.After a year, you met him. Sam. That was his name. Rafe saw your eyes light up when you heard his name. That should have been him, he always thought."Omg, Rafe, you should have seen him. He is... he is my prince charming. I know that sounds cheesy, but that's what I feel." You rambled.Rafe felt like someone was stepping on his heart, but he congratulated you anyways. You were happy, and that's what you deserved.You stayed silent. The room was filled with Rafe's heavy breaths. "I don't regret it...," you said, "I don't regret sleeping with you."You were talking about that night, the night you got into an argument with Sam. You came running to Rafe, wanting the comfort of his arms. You and Rafe watched The Kissing Booth that night. You cried as both Noah and Elle went different ways, Rafe did too, but you never noticed. You kissed Rafe's forehead when the movie ended. Then you kissed his nose and soon, you kissed his lips. Rafe didn't stop you. He knew it was wrong but he didn't stop you. His dream was to have you and that night, he did.Rafe never understood why you kept coming back to him, and he never questioned you. He was afraid of losing you. He was there when you needed a change, and he was okay with it. At least he had you."Why did you keep coming back?" Rafe finally asked. You turned around, looking at Rafe, laying in your bed. You were fidgeting in your spot, not knowing what to say."I don't know... I just... felt like I needed to, I guess?" You responded."Was it- was it worth it?" Rafe asked, staring at the ceiling, not wanting to look you in the eyes."You don't wanna know." You whispered."Is it over?" Rafe asked, finally looking at you."Yea," you gave a short response.Just as those words left your mouth, Rafe got out of your bed. Wore his clothes, and head for the door."You know Y/N, I hope you never forget me. I..." Rafe paused, unsure if he should let the next few words come out of his mouth or not. "...I hope you go through the same thing I did."