Maybe Tomorrow

Introduction to Brooke & Rafe

Hey guys! Welcome! I hope you enjoy this cutesy little toxic romance with Rage oops I meant Rafe Cameron! This will be a story where the FMC doesn't just try to "fix him" she's also a little bit toxic too and actually kind of enjoys his possessiveness...Stay tuned it's gonna be a bumpy ride! 🤩

Brooke Rowe as Danielle Campbell

Rafe Cameron as Drew Starkey
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The rest of the OBX characters as themselves!

This will not follow the plot of the treasure hunt, although it has some similarities to the story such as Ward being dead from hunting the treasure, but nobody knows that. Everyone thinks it was just some freak accident out on the Drauters that killed him. Rose, Wheeze and Sarah don't live with Rafe at Tannyhill & he's the one who inherited the family business and most of the assets, not Lady Liberty.

Brooke introduction is at the end of this chapter so keep scrolling!!

*Playlist*
(Full disclosure I know there are a lot of songs so I put a* by the most important ones that I strongly suggest you listen to that fit into Brooke & Rafes story the most <3 )

Sex Drugs Etc. - Beach Weather *
Take me out Fran's Ferdinand
She's Like The Wind- Patrick Swayze*
Sailor Song- Gigi Perez*
No One's Gonna Love You - Band Of Horses*
I like the way you kiss me- Atremas
Island in the Sun- Weezer
Wait For Me- Kings of Leon*
Sweater Weather- The Neighborhood*
Roslyn- Bon Iver *
Sweet Creature- Harry Styles
When I Look at You- Miley Cyrus*
Everybody Wants to Rule The World- Tears for Fears
How- The Cranberries *
Breezeblocks- Alt J*
Maybe Tomorrow Stereophonics*
Chasing Cars- Snow Patrol *
Way Down We Do- KALEO
Cigarette Daydreams- Cage the Elephant
Kilby Girl- The Backseat Lover*
Possibility -Lykee Li*
Nights Like This- Kid Laroi *
The Spins- Mac Miller
Fine Line-Harry Styles*
iris- The Goo Goo Dolls *
Carolina- Harry Styles *
Older- Isabel LaRosa *
Baby Came Home 2/ Valentines- The Neighborhood *
Only Angel- Harry Styles
It's Called: Free Fall- Rainbow Kitten Surprise
I'm So Afraid- Fleetwood Mac
Still don't know my name- Labrinth *
Where Have You Been- Rhianna *
Go Your Own Way- Fleetwood Mac
Starbursts Fontaines D.C *
Cherry Harry styles
Hungry Eyes- Eric Carmen*
Out of My League- Fits & The Tantrums
Lyla- The Districts
War Pigs- Black Sabbath
Every Breath You Take- The Police
Rhiannon- Fleetwood Mac
Dreams- Fleetwood Mac
Brain Stew-Green Day
Slow Dancing in the Dark- Joji
Swim- Chase Atlantic
Say Yes to Heaven- Lana Del Ray
Broken Pile- Mother Mother *
Dog Days Are Over- Florence+ The Machine
18 - One direction
Cleopatra- The Lumineers
Matilda- Harry Styles *
Mary Jane's Last Dance Tom Petty
Break from Toronto PARTYNEXTDOOR
4 AM- Violets Crush
Hey! Baby- Bruce Channel *
Lifehouse broken*
Are you Bored Yet- wallows
It's Time- Imagine Dragons
Vienna Billy Joel
High Enough- K.Flay
Leather & Lace - Stevie Nicks
Sorrows- BLESSED

Brooke's Introduction/Pov:

The Outer Banks smelled like salt and freedom. 

Brooke Rowe stood on the balcony of her new apartment, the breeze lifting strands of her dark hair and carrying them across her face. The ocean stretched before her, endless and wild, the waves crashing against the shore in a rhythmic pulse that matched the thrum in her chest. It was different here—quieter than New York, softer. It felt like a place where she could breathe. 

Her fingers itched for a pencil, for a paintbrush, for anything to capture the colors of the sunset melting into the horizon. But she hadn't touched a canvas in weeks. The inspiration she'd been searching for, the reason she'd packed up her life and left everything behind, still hadn't come. 

She leaned against the rusted railing, staring out at the water. Her grandmother had been right—Brooke needed to leave, to see the world beyond the small, cluttered apartment in Brooklyn where she'd spent most of her life. The past was heavy there, pressing down on her shoulders every time she walked past the old photographs hanging on the walls. She had been just a teenager when her parents died, and after that, it had been just her and her grandmother, two women trying to hold each other together with fraying seams. 

When her grandmother encouraged her to go, Brooke had hesitated. Change was terrifying. But staying in the same place, trapped by memories that weren't even hers to hold, was worse. So she packed up her things, found a place by the beach, and let the sound of the ocean guide her here. 

But now, standing in the middle of a life that was supposed to be new, all she felt was lost. 

Her apartment was small, barely furnished beyond a mattress on the floor and a few scattered sketchbooks. She told herself it didn't matter, that she would find her way once she let go. But that was easier said than done. 

She turned away from the railing and walked inside, the warm breeze following her through the open doors. A single canvas leaned against the wall, untouched since she arrived. 

Brooke ran a hand through her hair, exhaling. Maybe tomorrow she'd paint. Maybe tomorrow she'd feel like herself again. 

For now, all she had was the ocean, the quiet, and the ache of something she couldn't quite name. 

And for now, that would have to be enough. 

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