Blame It On Pride

Y/n's POV:

The ceremony was set inside, as the celebration and the final goodbyes would occur outside,

Currently we were in an enormous room, chairs settled and arranged in a linear scheme,

Ornamental carpets set on the floors, the main stage with a podium with an attached microphone and aside settled people,

Rafe initially wanted to take me on the stage, as I would sit beside him, however my parents reserved a seat for me, as thy negotiated that I will remain on the stage beside him after his grand speech that I was oblivious about for a long period of time...

He is standing on the wooden arrangement, his eyes momentarily meeting mine, as he keeps the eye contact,

The school councillor steps towards the podium, he has breezed hair, glasses with a silver framing and he's attiring a suit,

However I cannot take my eyes off of Rafe, is he intentionally making sure that my eyes remain on him...?

The way his black blazer hugs his body, contrasting his muscles,

The trousers snaking around his legs,

'Afternoon everyone!' The councillor announced, greeting us with a cordial smile, his hands remain on the wooden platform in front of him as he continues...

'We've all been waiting for this day, everyone gathered together, with their loved ones, prepared to initiate a new stage in their lives...' He continued, as my eyes remained on Rafe, he then decided to do the most wanton thing in order to tease the absolute shit out of me,

He was holding a book in his hand, as he swiped his thumb over he side that is facing him, whilst the actual cover is facing the audience, his remaining four fingers are at the front, he holds the book with his index and pinky finger whilst motioning his middle and ring finger in circular motions,

His lips fleeing in a smirk as he sees the way I squirm and shift in my seat, his eyes remain on me, my mother looks at me,

'Are you alright darling?' She asks, seeing the ubiquitous shuffling, attempting to suppress the desire that creeps inside of me,

'Yes-just nervous, I guess...' I answer as she smiles and nods,

'I understand, you'll do just great...' She reassures, I smile and look back at Rafe, his lip crooked into a smile,

The councillor was finishing up, as he courteously and rather excitedly invited Rafe onto the podium...

'Enough of me, I am so salubrious and pleased to welcome Mr. Cameron who has already graduated to speak for the whole school, he has done a lot for this whole town...'

A round of tumultuous applause followed, I am rather surged in my own bubble of jealousy due to me seeing the way other girls looked at him, since I perfectly well know their intentions...

I fiddle with the ring around my neck, smiling up at him as his gaze is set on me throughout his whole speech,

'Afternoon...' He began, my eyes widened once I saw this mature, serious side of him,

I have seen him being...intimidating, threatening others, scary even, poignant, but this whole presence of him standing in front of a podium, his eyes on me, as he recites everything,

It is...something new, he seems so maternal, so organised, the way his low-voice projects clearly and sophisticatedly, the way he stands effortlessly, the way his hair is aligned, bifurcated into to sides,

He looks so...

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Rafe's POV:

My eyes remain on her,

The way she sits there, absolutely oblivious on the way that I am struggling to not just leave this bloody place and let her know on just how much turned on I am, on just how much she is impacting me, and now even knowing it,

The way her hair flutters down her shoulders, the way she knots with our ring, the way she looks at me, her eyes beaming with the candour that I've never gotten, and never wanted, until she came,

I want her here, beside me, I want to touch her, feel her presence beside me,

She doesn't suspect a thing...

Y/n's POV:

He doesn't suspect a thing,

He looks so ruthless and elegant,

Turning me on just by standing there...

Rafe's POV:

She looks so delicate and overall gorgeous,

Turning me on just by existing...

I am impatient...

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