The weekly Kook party had finally come around and I'd for some reason been invited. I never spoke to any of them even though I am a Kook by blood, I was known by them all but they never made effort to talk so neither did I. The one and only Rafe Cameron was hosting the party at the Cameron's huge house, and he was the one to invite me which was super strange.

After speaking to the Pogues about it I decided to go and dragged Kiara along with me, I was not going to face them all alone. About a year had gone past since the last time me and Kie had spoken to Kook Princess, Sarah. I can't really remember what happened and why we stopped talking but one day we were and the next we pretended like each other didn't exist.

We got dropped off outside the Cameron's house by Kie's dad and walked inside. We had matching outfits on with matching shoes, we definitely looked completely out of place. There were no people dancing or talking, just drug deals after drug deals. What was happening? I grabbed her hand and led her more inside the house closing the door behind us. We were greeted to many dirty looks from the main Kooks but we simply ignored them and went to grab drinks. We needed a lot of alcohol to get through this night.

My main goal was to get drunk and my second goal was to find Rafe and talk to him about why I was actually invited. There must be something being planned involving me, right? Grabbing a cup of punch from the bowl, and handing one to Kie, we shoved our way through the crowds of high and drunk teens to get outside. We sat for a while on the sun loungers watching the stars. Until I heard my name being called, who even knew my name? I turned around a little to see Rafe rushing through the crowds of people as if he was searching for someone. Me. I got up and placed my drink on the table. "Kie I'll be right back. Call me if you need me, my phone is turned on." She nodded and got out her phone to message the Pogues. I walked to the big, glass, sliding doors trying to find Rafe. Where had he gone? I had just seen him a few seconds before.

I searched through the kitchen and was taken aback when two hands were quickly placed on my waist. I turned to see the tall, brunette/blonde guy in front of me. "Rafe? Get your hands off my waist!" He moved back removing his hands from around my waist.

"Sorry to scare you. Follow me." He says holding his hand out. I cautiously took his hand and was led to the living room. He lightly shoved me onto the sofa and took a seat next to me.

"You could have just asked me to sit." I say sighing.

"Your playing spin the bottle with us." He says forcefully.

"I don't think I am." I say getting up from my seat.

"You are." He says smirking pushing me back down. This was going to be a fun night. I messaged Kie to tell her where I was and that she could leave if she wanted to, which I probably will regret later on.

The game began and I had no clue who any of these people were that I was about to kiss. I was sat waiting for a few rounds before it was my turn to spin the bottle. I gently moved the bottle hoping ti get someone I recognised a little. It landed straight away on Topper. Shit. Sarah looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, no I'm not playing this game anymore." I say quickly. She smiled clearly thinking she had won.
Everyone looked at me then to her then back to me. Rafe looked at me as if he was trying to make me do it. He whispers in my ear, "if you do it, I'll make sure to slow you to play for a little while then your free to leave." I begin to panic before getting up and walking over to Topper.

"I'd apologise beforehand but I couldn't care less." I smile at Sarah before kissing her boyfriend. Everyone laughs at Sarah's shocked face. "I won't take him, don't worry. I'm not like you." I smirk before returning to the sofa. Sarah takes Toppers then and spins the bottle. It lands on Rafe. Everyone laughs and some girls jump up and offer to take her turn before she goes to spin it again. She looks at the opportunity and picks up the bottle and hands it to me. "This is your chance y/n. I remember how much you used to love my brother when we were younger. Take my turn bitch."

I get up smiling and take the bottle from the hands. "I'll gladly take your turn." Turning to look at Rafe before kissing him in front of his sister. Rafe smirks and pulls me onto his lap.

"Rafe? What are you doing?" Sarah shouts. "That was meant to be a punishment for her."

"Babe, since when was kissing your hot brother a punishment." I laugh. She storms upstairs, Topper following close behind. Rafe looks at me again and kisses my forehead.

"So you think I'm hot?" He smirks.

"No. I just wanted to piss her off." His smirk fades a little. "Maybe I wanted to piss her off by telling the truth." He grabs me hand and leads me to the kitchen. I hop up onto the counter and grab the bottle to pour a few shots. I down some of them and hand Rafe the rest.

"Can't handle them love?" He smiles taking one.

"Oh, no I can manage them perfectly fine. Just wanted to share with you."

"Oh I see." He says coming closer to me. He leans in and kisses me passionately.

"What was that for?" I question.

"Can't I kiss someone I think is hot? Or is only you allowed to do that?"

"So now you think I'm hot?" He nods and wraps his hands around my waist once again.

"Do you want to leave?"

"Your going to leave your own party?"

"Yeah, I hate these people anyway."

He helps me down off the counter and leads me to his room. I sit on his bed and look around the huge room surrounding me. "Your room is bigger than my house Rafe." He laughs and walks into the walk in wardrobe. He walks back out in joggers and his shirt in his hand. I watch him as he throws his shirt on the bed next to me and sorts his hair out in the mirror.

"You haven't parted it correctly." I say getting up to go fix it.

"So you know how it's meant to look do you?"

"No. I just think you will suit this certain style better." I ruffle his hair and take the comb from off the dresser and part his hair down the middle. I comb it down each side and ruffle each side ti add some volume.

"So how do you like it? I think it looks way better than before."

"I think it looks great. You really think curtains suit me?"

"Yeah. Makes you look 10x hotter if I'm being honest." He laughs.

I spent the rest of night at Rafe's watching tv and talking. It was just 'Like A Dream.'

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Also I realised from stories I've read that some ppl hate when the author chooses the outfit but personally I love doing it
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