𝗜𝗡 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗘 - 𝙆𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙧𝙖

ARGUMENTS (chapter 3)

Y/n's POV

"Uhm, yeah.." Kie says, answering my question. Kie is my best friend, and I didn't want anything awkward between us, even if I did have feelings with her, but I'm not sure if I do, I mean, do I? That's a question I'm still battling in my own head, but I need to focus on the question I need to battle in reality..

"Are we good?" I say, my hands shaking. "I know there is probably something between us now, and I'm gonna kill JJ for making us do that dare in front of all those people, and I get it if you don't think-" I stop myself. I'm rambling.

Kie giggles softly and takes my hand. "We're good, it was just a dare right?" She says. I can feel her hands shaking too. "Yeah, just a dare.." I say with a slight smile.

Kie wraps me in a tight hug, my arms going around her waist.

"I feel so much better. If we weren't pogues we would be fighting right now." Kie says, still hugging me.

"Yeah, I'm glad we're good." I say. And I truly mean it, I couldn't imagine a life where I lost Kie.

We pull away from our hug, Kie's hands still on my shoulder.

"Do you still wanna sleep on the couch? Cause it's cool if you still want to." I say. "I want to sleep with you! I wouldn't be able to fall asleep without you beside me." Kie says.

I feel my cheeks start to blush. "Cool, I'll see you in a sec then." I say.

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I lay down in our bed and grab my phone and AirPods. Me and Kie always listen to music before bed. I usually have to take my AirPod out of her ear, she always falls asleep before me.

I feel Kie jump into bed beside me, sneaking her hands around my waist. I pass her an AirPod and start playing music. Kie reaches over my shoulder and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight." she says and lays her head next to mine. I feel myself smirking and start to blush. "Goodnight." I say.

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Kie's POV

Once I'm dressed, I walk out of me and Y/n's bedroom to see the pogues already dressed and eating breakfast. I get various 'good mornings' while I go to sit next to Y/n, who is currently stuffing cereal in her mouth.

"Are those my shorts?" She says, with her mouth stuffed. I giggle.

"Is that my shirt?" I say back with a smirk. "Fair enough" she says, passing me a cereal box. She gets up and grabs the milk and a bowl for me. She's so sweet, she always grabs things for me.

"I have to go back home to grab some clothes." JJ says, scratching his neck. "Me too," I say, grabbing the bowl and milk from Y/n.

"I can drive you guys!" Y/n says, sitting down next to me. "Thanks," I say, bumping my foot with hers.

"Thanks, but I'll walk," JJ says. He's always been defensive of the pogues coming to his house, with Luke and all. I guess he just doesn't want us to get hurt.

"You sure?" Y/n asks. He nods his head and turns to his room to grab his bag.

"We can go once you finish your food," Y/n says to me. I nod my head with a smile.

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I slip my bowl into the sink and walk towards Y/n, who's currently sitting on the couch talking to Pope. "Ready?" she says. "Yeah, ready." I say. We say our goodbyes to John B and Pope. JJ had already left. We walk outside and hop into Y/n's car. She turns up the radio and rolls down the windows. She puts her hand on my thigh. I put my hand over her hand and I start smirking. I look out the window and start thinking.

I always hated going back home. There was almost always an argument transpired when I came back. I love my family, but the pogues are my family too. I loved the excitement of getting chased my the police, partying all night, boat days, I never got that kind excitement when I'm on figure eight with my family and those spoiled kids that they force me to talk to. I never cared about those kind of things, but my parents fail to understand that. I don't understand why they can't just let me be happy.

We pull up to my house and Y/n turns off the car. I let out a sigh.

"Do you want me to come with?" Y/n says, rubbing my thigh. She knows how much I hated going back home.

"I'll be fine, you can stay here." I shoot her a slight smile. I hop out the car and slowly start walking towards my house. I turn back to Y/n in the car. She gives me a supportive smile.

I unlock the door with my key. "Mom? Dad?" I shout through the house. I see my mom folding laundry on the deck. She looks up at me and throws the laundry down in the basket. I slowly walk toward her.

"Where the hell were you!?" My mom shouts. My dad comes in and quickly drops his bags to stand beside my mom.

"Uhm, I was with the pogues.." I avoid eye contact with her.

"Of course you were.." she laughs to herself. "We checked every hospital thinking you were hurt! You put these pogues in front of everything else when we have given you a life with everything you could've wanted." She shouts.

"How many times do I have to tell you guys I don't care about that stuff!?" My voice raises. "Yeah well you should!" My mom shouts back.

"Well I'm sorry I don't! Look, I'm a pogue and I always will be!" I pause as my mom and dad sigh. "This is why I hate coming back here!" I shout again. "You hate coming back here?" My dad says, shaking his head.

"Baby, you wanna live like a pogue? Let me show you what that's like." My mom takes my laundry and throws it over the deck.

"Go live like a freaking pogue! Get your ass out of my house!" She yells. I look over to my dad, hoping he'll say something to defend me. He looks down at his shoes. I nod to myself, of course he takes my moms side.

I walk down the porch and grab my clothes. I walk back up and shove past my parents, tears flood my eyes and I let them fall.

I see Y/n leaning against the car. She sees me and immediately runs towards me. "What happened? You okay?" She asks me and I immediately start sobbing. She wraps me in a hug as I cry in her arms. I feel like I can be vulnerable around her. She was always here for me when I cried, I was always there for her when she cried.

"I never wanna go back there again." I say, trying to catch my breath. "You don't have to," Y/n says, pulling away from the hug and pushing my curls behind my ear. "You can borrow my clothes from now on, even though you already do," she says and softly giggles, pointing at my shorts. A wide smile spreads across my face.

"Thank you," I say, wrapping my arms around her once again. "I'll always be here for you, Kie. If you ever wanna talk i'm here." Y/n says. "I love you a lot."

"I love you more." I say.

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