Unexpected R.C

Y/n barely found out anything about deaths so she gave up. The parents had been clearing out and the teens were circling.

They gathered up and started dancing. They were mostly drinking or already drunk. Somehow Rafe and Y/n got near eachother. They were close to each other. Y/n practically was grinding on him. His hands we placed on her hips but moved to her thigh. Her back was on his chest and her hands on his neck.

They rocked back and forth with eachother to the beat of the music. His head was planted on her shoulder, she could feet the heat of his breath on her neck. It sent chills down her spine.

They played truth or dare, never have I ever, and spin the bottle. The questions were juicy and as for spin the bottle, a lot of tension between Rafe and Y/n. She couldn't lay off his eyes, they were following her every move. It didn't help she was drunk, she tends to be more bold when she's drunk because because can blame everything on her drunkness.

They so evolved back into dancing.
Rafe couldn't take the tension anymore, so he picked her up, her legs immediately wrapped around his waist, her hands around his neck and her head rested on his shoulder.

He carried her to the railing, sat her on it and began kissing her neck. Everyone was too drunk to notice the kook on pogue hook up session not even Pope. Pope and Kie had ran off somewhere.

He left a dark red mark right in the middle of her neck. She was falling asleep. He picked her up and carried her to his car.

He dropped her in the front seat as he got in the drivers seat. Surprisingly he drove all the way home without like crashing. He jumped out quickly but Y/n was passed out.

Next morning
Y/n woke up in a room. A room she didn't recognize.  She looked around when she saw a painting, a painting of Rafe. She thought' what the hell'.

Her head was thumping. It hurt so bad. She tried to think of last night but it was a blur. She put a pillow over her head thinking of the worse case ever. She had  sex with Rafe. She tried to wrap her head around it but she couldn't.

She removed the pillow when someone walked in. That someone was the man of the hour, Rafe himself. "I see sleeping beauty is awake. "

"Hi.... "

"What's wrong? ", he sat on the bed next to her.

" nothing... It's just that... Did we uh... Did we do anything? "

"You really don't remember? "

"I don't think I have a idea what your saying. "

"Well we were drunk just leave the past in the past. "

"Ok... Whatever... "

She wasn't really mad, she was just happy he didn't lie. She was at ease but whatever happened she was willing to leave the past in the past.

She sat there, she forgot she was in Rafe's bed. She sunk down under the covers. And she was drifting. Rafe let the poor girl sleep. "I love you.... "
He said it softly not in his regular mean voice. She was fast asleep.

Hours later
She woke up to a distinct sound. It wasn't loud, it was light but it was loud enough to wake the sleeping beauty.
She arose from the bed, stretching. She found that Rafe had left her. She looked around the appealing room. Until she saw a mirror. She ran to it.

Her dress was gone.... She was in some t shirt, way to big for her and some shorts that weren't hers but were for some girl. She just assumed Rafe had changed her clothes, in the process taking Sarah's shorts.

She still looked cute. She was posing in the mirror when something behind her caught her eye from the mirror. It was sparkling. She turned around and ran across the room. It was her dress and all  her other belongings, so neatly placed with a note on top.

Hi heavy sleeper, yea I did change your clothes, hope your not mad. But i also stacked all your stuff.
Ps. Dont destroy my room pls. Rafe.

She smiled at the letter but quickly covered her face. There is was again that distinct sound. It sounded like it was getting louder...