promise?

11.

we wake up, still laying on the dock, the pogues literally staring at us when we open our eyes.

"good morning love birds." jj says.

i pop up.

"no, we weren't- no you're wrong." i say.

"we didn't do anything." pope says.

"you guys are such liars!" sarah says.

"no we aren't." i say.

"we saw you." bella says.

oops.

"don't worry- it was probably platonic right y/n?" kie says.

clearly she's still really mad at me but if jj can forgive me why can't she?

"yes. it was kiara." pope says.

she rolls her eyes.

kiara has made out with every guy in this group- for fucks sake she played pope and completely manipulated him. she has no place to be this upset.

"well.." sarah says, breaking the tension, "there's some big party tonight. you all better come!" she says.

"i'm down." i say.

kie scoffs and walks away.

i run after her.

"kie what's your problem?" i ask.

she turns around, a scowl look on her face.

"what's my problem?! you went and fucked around with rafe and now you think you can just come back? that's not fair to jj y/n!" she shouts.

"kiara he forgave me! why cant you?" i ask.

she grabs my arms and pulls me closer.

"he is a mess y/n." she starts, "he really likes bella but not like he likes you."

oh. i really wish i would've known that before i came back.

"kie- i didn't know." i say.

"i know you didn't." she says.

"i'm sorry." i say, walking past her.

"where are you going?" she asks.

"to find somewhere else to be, it's not fair to jj." i say.

"y/n, wait. just please don't bring rafe around here." she says.

"i won't, i promise." i say.

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hours later, we had made it to the party. luckily i knew that if rafe was there, he would be inside selling drugs. i came to have fun so the last thing i want to do is worry about rafe.

pope grabs my hand.

"wanna get a drink?" he asks.

i nod my head. he walks over to the coolers and grabs two beers, handing me one.

"thanks." i say with a smile.

he grabs my hand.

"wanna dance?" he asks.

i chuckle.

"sure why not?" i say, still laughing.

(yes i'm recreating topper and sarah's scene, well.. kinda)

he pulls me over by the fire and puts his hand around my waist, his other hand holding his beer. i wrap my arm around his neck, our legs moving in patterns. he twirls me around, making me giggle. when i'm back face to face, he pulls me in closer.