John B catches JJ eyeing you, "She's off limits, dude." he warns him. JJ holds his hands up, "Understood, captain." he smirks... but oh, how he wished you were his.
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"Cause karma is my boyfriend, karma is a god."
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"I don't see why you've dragged me into this as well." You say standing on Pope's dads boat, JJ shrugs, "We owe it to my pops guys." Pope says, making you and JJ quietly agree.
Pope drives the boat to figure 8, deliveries on board, "JJ you stay here, make sure no one steals anything. Me and Y/n are gonna deliver this." He says picking up some bags as you take a box of beers.
"Alright." He says, standing besides the bags of food, "Be so safe." He says mimicking how Kie says it to John B, "Ill be so safe, for you." Pope says back, making you roll your eyes at them, secretly finding it funny how they mocked them, cause it was accurate.
You and Pope walk towards the golf club, "So.." He starts making you look towards him, "Hmm?" You ask, "What's up with you and JJ?" Pope asks, you sigh, "He's my best friend." You say looking at him, "I've noticed your looks. Plus you two flirt all the time!" Pope says
"He flirts with Kie too." You point out, as you say this Pope suddenly becomes awkward, "Oh my god." You say smirking at the boy, "What?" He asks confused looking back at you, "You like Kie!" You say excitedly, "N-No. No i don't." He says, unconvincingly. You narrow your eyes at him, "hmm-" You say
"Hey what's up guys." Rafe Cameron says walking towards the two of, making your conversation stop, you feel your heart race increase at the familiar face, "Hey, how much for one of those beers?" He points towards the box in your hand,
"Not for sale, sorry." You say, but he stops you putting his golf club in front of you, "Come on, for old times?" Rafe asks, his eyes lost in yours as he smirks down at you, "Hey man—" Pope tries to cut in but Rafe turns to him, "Shut up, i'm talking to the lady." You roll your eyes at the kook in front of you.
"Get out of the way Rafe." You say pushing forward, but he pushes you back with the club, "Wait, wait. You can just give us one right?" Rafe asks
"Or you can order one, like everyone else does." Pope tells him. Topper now walks over, standing behind Rafe.
"Their already paid for." You say. Rafe walks over to Pope, "Already paid for? You probably stole them." He says breaking the bag open with his golf club.
"What the hell?!" Pope yells as the food falls to the ground, "What is your problem?" You ask
"My problem? You pogues are on the wrong side of the island." He says getting too close to Pope, Pope pauses him in response.
"Hey. We just want some of these beers." Topper says holding your shoulders from behind, "Get off me Topper." You say trying to turn around, but he holds you still trying to pry the beers out of your hand.
