cruel summer | r.c | part one
synopsis: after she had been left heartbroken by jj maybank, y/n had felt herself feeling withdrawn from everything around her, it seemed that nothing could make her feel better, except for maybe her best friend sarah’s older brother, rafe cameron. the two had a rivalry that began before either of them could remember but after her heart was broken y/n found herself enjoying rafe’s presence more and more, maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was.
rafe cameron x desi!reader
part one: cried like a baby coming home from the bar
a/n: hi everyone!!! sorry for being so mia, i’ve lowkey been going through it, but it’s okay! anyways i know i said that i had another harry series coming, but i’m kinda in a writing slump for that especially cause it’s so school based and i’m in a very summery mood right now, and this idea was kinda birthed because of that, but don’t worry, i’ll get that series out soon, but while you wait for that, i hope you enjoy this one, it’s got a few of my fav tropes and i’ve had a lot fun writing it, i’ll try to get this one out on a schedule, but life happens so no promises about that! but i hope you all enjoy! as always endless love to you all <3!! (also omg new olivia rodrigo music, i’m so excited!!!)
It was a typical Friday night for the teens who lived on Kildare island. This night was especially special because it was the first official boneyard party of the summer and everyone was ready to really let loose after how tough their school year had been. Y/N showed up to the party a few shots in, her arm hooked around her best friend Sarah’s. She was a giggling mess as Sarah dragged her to where the pogues sat. Once she spotted JJ sitting on the log Y/N quickly slipped her arm out of Sarah’s and headed toward her boyfriend, greeting him with a sloppy kiss on his cheek.
JJ looked at his girlfriend in confusion, “Did you pregame?”
Y/N giggled and nodded, “Sar and I wanted a little something before.”
JJ just nodded and didn’t say anything more, tuning back into the conversation that the rest of the pogues were having. That was pretty unusual for him, typically he’d ask about Y/N’s day and she wanted to walk closer to the water so they could talk more, but that night he barely greeted her and didn’t even ask how she was.