The Demon Who Tamed A Wildcat

Chapter 4

Your P.O.V

After my makeup was done I thanked the artist and waited around a little bit while the other girls got their makeup done. I started getting a little antsy however, just standing around, looking at my phone from time to time, so I told them I'd see them later and made my way towards catering where I knew there'd be more people.

I got there hoping to run into Austin so we could talk about video games and other nerd shit but instead I came upon a gaggle of bros: Rami, Fergal, and Benjamin, respectively. If I'm being honest I was planning to just ignore them but then Rami called out to me.

"(Y/N)"

"Yo." I called back simply. He walked over to me while Fergal and Ben opted for getting some food.

"Save me any nachos?" I could tell he was joking but I was still confused as to how he knew that I had been eating nachos.

"How did you...?" I said trailing of and give him a confused look.

"Fergal told me."

"Why?" I asked again. The fact that I was getting more and more weirded out by the second becoming evident in my voice.

"Well he didn't just tell me like 'Hey, (Y/N)'s eating nachos.' He told me about what happened." He said, much to my relief.

"Oh wow, okay. Way to make him seem even weirder than he already made himself look." I said jokingly. We started snickering until Rami nudged my shoulder and looked over to where Ben and Fergal were coming over.

We grabbed a table so they could sit and eat. As they got closer I faced Benjamin and said, "Well if it isn't Benny," then I turned to Fergal " and...the Jets..." I finished with a weak 'heh', the end of my sentence trailing off somewhere along with the confidence I had originally had in that joke.

"That was terrible." Benjamin said, shaking his head.

"Yeah, that didn't even make sense." Rami said. He also said 'ow' when Benjamin slapped his hand that was trying to pick some of the chicken off of his salad.

"Really? You've never heard Bennie and the Jets? Elton John?" I said, challenging his statement.

He rolled his eyes, "Of course, I have but I'm saying, okay yeah, Ben is 'Bennie'," he said "Bennie" with air quotes, "and then Ferg is 'the Jets'?" He also said "the Jets" with air quotes. "How can one man be multiple jets?"

"You are such a joke ruiner, you know that?" I said narrowing my eyes at him.

"You can be a Jet, too, Ram" it was the first thing Fergal had said this entire conversation, a little muffled because he had food in his mouth.

"Well, I don't wanna be a jet. And I don't ruin your jokes, (Y/N), you just tell bad jokes." He said shrugging. He hissed in pain again when Fergal jabbed his hand with his fork for trying to steal from his plate, this time.

"Rami!" I said, loudly so as to startle him. He jumped slightly.

"What??"

"Get your own damn food if you're hungry! Stop putting your hands on other  people's plates. That's fucking rude."

"Ugh" he groaned before getting up and walking away to get his own plate. Benjamin stood up as well. I assumed he was going back for seconds until he said,

"I'll see you guys later. I gotta go do some stuff before the show."

"How mysterious" I joked. He laughed lightly before walking away.

It was just me and Fergal at the table now. He looked up at me from his plate which he had been poking at absentmindedly despite it having little more than scraps on it at this point.

"Hey, uhm thanks again for helping me out this morning." He started. "S-sorry if I kind of weirded you out at first. I just- I was like- I didn't know if I should bother you or not and then I didn't recognize you cause you had sunglasses on and I was trying to see if I could tell who you were but I-"

I decided to cut him off before he could ramble any more. I wasn't mad and I kinda figured that's what happened anyway.

"Hey, man. Don't worry about it. We're all good. It's been a pretty weird morning for me, too." I said with a smile.

He looked relieved and smiled back.
"You know, we haven't properly met. Fergal." He said holding his hand out.

"(Y/N)" I said, shaking his hand. Before we could get any further into our conversation someone called my name from across the room. I turned toward the voice and see a certain 6 foot something lunatic walking towards me.

"Need something?"

"Don't mean to interrupt you guys, but can I talk to you for a second?" His usual, uninterested drawl making it impossible to gauge his emotion and guess what he might wanna talk about.

"Uh oh, am I in trouble?"

"No, I just gotta ask you about something." I had a feeling I knew where this was going.

"Okay?"

"Are you and Colby like, a thing?"

"By a thing, I assume you mean dating?"

"Well are you?"

"What did Colby say?"

"He didn't say anything. After he came back from your room he was in a hurry to get to the gym so we didn't really get a chance to ask him."

"Is he not here?"

"I mean, I assume he's here, but I haven't run into him. So are you guys dating or not?"

"We're not dating." I said bluntly.

"Okay, no need to tell me twice. I was just curious." He said with a smirk, before getting up.

"What was that all about?" Fergal asked as Jon walked away.

"What was what all about?" Rami asked as he came back with a plate of food.

"Jonathan just came over and asked if she and Colby were dating." Fergal answered for me.

"Oh, because of you guys' one night stand?" He said it so plainly but Fergal and few others around us seemed to perk up in interest.

"Real subtle Ram" I said, side-eyeing him. "How do you even know about that?"

"Over heard Natalya talking to Rebecca. So are you guys dating?"

"No, man. That's why it's called a one night stand." Rami just shrugged and continued eating.

"Anyway, I gotta get ready for the show. See you boys later."