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a pogue and a kook - topper thornton

"Pogues!" JJ calls over the music causing majority of the crowd to watch the commotion unfold, Kiara runs into his arms laughing as pope and John B start the HMS Pogue. "I guess it's my cue." I frown. He watches the commotion before turning to me "Don't look so happy," he jokes before pulling his phone out of his pocket "can I get you're number?" I quickly grab his phone nodding as I type my number into his contacts. "It was nice meeting you," I rush before pressing a kiss against his cheek and running after the rest of the pogues. Putting on the mask, acting as if I loved living as a pogue.

Two days had passed and I was stood in the cheatau with John B and Pope they were emerged in their own conversation as i spaced out like always. It wasn't that I didn't like my friends don't get me wrong, they were all my bestfriends I just didn't understand how they were so proud of being well, poor. I released a heavy sigh turning to my side trying to make myself listen to their conversation. "Yeah I gotta deliver grocery's for my pops if you wanted to come, help you earn some coin." Pope explained to JB as he nodded agreeing instantly, no one living in the cut could ever turn down a chance to earn some money.

My phone blared through the silence as I quickly stumbled to answer the call shooting an apologetic smile to the boys. I glanced at the contact for a split second before accepting the call, it was a number I hadn't saved.

"Hello?" I question making my way to the patio outside of John Bs house. "Hey, Uh it's topper," the voice spoke though the phone as my heart skipped a beat "Oh hey what's up!" I rush sounding a little too excited to hear his voice, he chuckles into the phone before speaking "I was wondering if you wanted to come with me and my friend to golf, that's only if you wanted to I understand if you'd be uncomfortable," he speaks in one breath as if he had been holding it in. It was my turn to laugh into the phone as I nodded "yeah, sure no that sounds perfect," I answer back holding in an excited squeal "okay cool," he clears his throat "so where uh, where do you want me to pick you up from?" He questions and I could imagine him cocking his head to the side like he had previously when he'd ask a question,  I gave him the address to my house as he told me he'd be there in ten minutes. I hung up the phone jogging inside quickly "I gotta go guys, see you tomorrow." I shoot them a smile saluting them and running out, not bothering to wait for their response.

I run five minutes down the street to my small house and fling myself inside throwing on my nicest clothes which unfortunately wasn't that nice, I wore a light blue crop top and jean shorts clad with my classic dirty white converses. A classic y/n attire. The sound of a car wheels on gravel could be heard from inside as I rushed grabbing my phone and making my way to the front door. I slid the ranch sliding door open as topper closed the Jeep door on the passengers side making his way towards me. "Hey," he smiles taking my attire in before his eyes drift to my house. My cheeks heat up embarrassed at my own home. The house was small and rundown similar to John Bs home, one story, dirty and with two bedrooms and one bathroom. "Hey," I respond smiling softly, his eyes find mine again and he holds his hand out for me to grab. I place my hand in his as he leads me to the black Jeep, something that looked like it didn't belong parked in my small driveway. He opens the back door for me as he shoots me another smile making his way to his seat in the front passenger seat.

The leather seats were cool against my bare legs as I took in the scent of a new car, an acquired taste. A boy dressed similar to topper sat in the drivers seat, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently. He turns to look at me shooting me an infamous smirk "Rafe," he holds his hand over the glovebox, I take my hand in his shaking it "y/n," I smile softly as he turns back to the front. He pulls out of my driveway turning in the direction of the golf course.

We arrive at the golf course in fifteen minutes tops as Rafe and Topper grab the clubs from the trunk. They make their way onto the course as I follow closely behind. "Okay I'm gonna go over there, I'd rather not third wheel," Rafe turns to Topper before walking in the other direction. Topper turns to me shrugging "you know how to golf?" He questions holding the club up for me to see clearly. I just laugh in response "what do you think kook?" I ask folding my arms across my front. He shrugs "who knows maybe you have a secret talent," he smirks before taking a golf ball from the bag and laying it on the ground. He swings the club back before swinging it forward forcefully hitting the ball. The ball flies through the air before landing just short of the hole. My jaw fell slack at his skill "wow I'm impressed," I laugh as he turns to me handing me the club, he laughs in response as I take the club from him grabbing a ball and placing it on the same spot he did. I swing the club back and hit the ball, following his same actions from before. The ball glides through the air for a few seconds before dropping meters away from the hole. I frown, disappointed "I guess I don't have a secret talent at golf," I say as I turn to topper, he laughs throwing his head back "it wasn't bad you just have to make sure you're aiming more accurately and hitting the ball with more force," he states as if it's simple.