Rafe by Amy Davies Page A

for the kitchen. Tru and I help to clear the table, and once that’s done we head up to my bedroom. It’s still the same as I left it before my travels. I didn’t stay here long when I finally came home. My big white four poster bed is the focal point of the room. I have a bay window with a window seat where I used to sit and read. Some of my books still line the white book shelf, yes I love white. Some band posters are on the side wall next to my walk in closet. Paramore, Fall Out Boy, Switchfoot. I have a mixture of musical tastes. Maybe I should get myself an Inside Noise poster. Rafe would love that.
    I am lying on the bed in my old room with Inside Noise playing in the background, thanks to Tru. I love that the boys write their own songs but cover songs also.  One of their tracks called ‘Can’t Let Her Go’ is my favorite, the words seem to hit home a little close to Rafe’s hidden feelings for me. Reeve’s voice is soothing, singing about loving a girl that can’t see him. She seems in her own world but he just can’t let her go.
    Wait. Is this song about me?
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 10
    Rafe
     
    I’m lying in bed in just my grey sweats, reliving the day I just had. I can’t believe after all these years of wanting Lucy she has agreed to be my girlfriend. Fuck, I feel like I’m in fifth grade again. My heart was trying so damn hard not to break through my chest but when she said yes? Fuck me. She made my day, hell, my year. I can hear all the boys in the living room playing the X-Box. Skeet is going crazy shouting at the fifty inch TV screen, like the soccer players can actually hear him. We all team up and have a blast. I swing my legs off my bed and stand, just as my phone lets out a rather annoying dog barking noise. Freaking Reeve, I’m so gonna kick his ass. I see my Snowflake's name on my iPhone screen and I can’t stop the big ass grin cross my face.
    Snowflake: Hi
    Me: Hi yourself.
    Snowflake: What you doing?
    I walk out to the living room where Ryder, Reeve, Gunner, Skeet and Beck are all screaming at the TV, we always play FIFA 14. The Phoenix boys always go LA Galaxy, as we are huge fans. I have a jersey that I wear to the games with Jake Slone’s name and number on the back. He is the best left winger around at the moment.
    Me: Playing X-Box with the boys, they are all here. What you up to?
    Snowflake: Lucky you ;) I’m lying on my bed all alone at Mom and Dad’s house. I’m staying here tonight. I’m listening to this kick ass band that has this very hot and sexy bass player ;)
    I walk around our big black couch and sit in the corner smiling at my phone. The boys are so loud but I take no notice.
    Me: What are you wearing in bed all alone, listening to this so called hot and sexy bass player?
    I smirk and place my phone on the arm of the couch and turn my attention to the boys and the game. “Hey, add me in the game.” I step over Beck and grab a controller when I hear my phone beep.
    Fuck. My phone is on the arm of the chair.
    I turn just as Skeet runs his finger over the screen to unlock my phone. I try to get to him as a big ass smile appears across his face and he shouts “FUCK YEAH, BABY!” Fuck me, what did Snowflake reply with? I trip over Beck, who decides to stand right at the moment I step over him. All the boys are surrounding Skeet. Reeve looks at me and smirks. Shit, I need my phone.  I scramble to my feet but Gunner pushe s Skeet off the arm of the couch, snatching my phone out of his hand. Telling him to ‘shut the fuck up,’ all the boys look at me as Gunner tosses me my phone. I look down at the screen and I freeze.
    Fuck. Me. Sideways.
    My Snowflake is trying to kill me. Lucy didn’t send me a text, she sent me a fucking hot-as-fuck photo of herself lying in bed wearing a tight baby pink camisole with lace trim that made her tits look freaking amazing and the black skimpiest of bed shorts known to man. Her hair is pulled over her left shoulder and