The Figure Eight.

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(A/N: just want to say thank you again! I really appreciate all the reads and nice comments :3 have fun with this chapter my dudes 👌 the Sarah/John things coming up will be mostly me making up JJ x You situations. also, couldn't think of a good title, sorry.)

Kie drove Y/N to her house with Pope.
"Wait why are we here?" Y/N asked.
"Aren't you hungry? This is a cafe."
Pope's eyes lit up and Y/N smiled.
"I know I am." Said Pope as he jumped out the car. Y/N looked to the side and noticed that the van was parked outside too. Once stepping into he dimly lit cafe, Kie went over to her dad and gave him a hug. They went away to talk and Pope and Y/N felt it inappropriate to listen so went to the back door. It lead out to a beautiful beach, a perfect backdrop for a rustic cafe. Suddenly, Y/N felt hands grip her waist and she went to elbow the person behind her- until she saw it was JJ.
"I almost hit you man" She breathed a sigh of relief, smiling.
"Don't hit my stomach, I'm so hungry it's started to digest itself and I think if you hit it I'll die."
Y/N laughed, "you'll die?"
"Yeah like, straight up."
"Hold on, everyone stop. Why are you guys even here?" Pope asked.
John B replied, "JJ said we had to follow Y/N-" JJ hit John B, "follow everyone. We're hungry."
Pope narrowed his dark eyes and smiled. "Yeah alright." Y/N took this time to look around. There were some people scattered around the cafe. The windows stretched into the dark a sky outside, beckoning Y/N to sit beneath it and try to count the stars. The beams above them reached from wall to wall, they gave the misshapen room a homely feel. Art littered the white walls and made Y/N wonder about what each piece meant. They followed a theme of beaches, marine life and portraits.
"You judging the wreck?" John B asked Y/N's vacant expression.
"What? No. I think it's real nice." She looked around,  a small smile tugging her lips.

The four of them saw Kie's dad then look over at them from the counter. He looked unimpressed and Kiara looked worried. The Pogues stood awkwardly in the corner like confused Pigeons. John B waved over at them along with Pope, who waved very enthusiastically in a hope to make Kie's father approve of him. JJ flicked out a lazy peace sign, he doesn't help himself, and Y/N was staring out the window. Pope nudged Y/N and she looked up, catching Kie and her father's eye. Y/N shot a small finger gun in their direction. Kie smiled at their antics. They all looked enviously at other peoples food, it really did look delicious and Y/N felt saliva begin to pool in her mouth. She watched Kie suddenly smile and hug her father, rushing over, she beckoned them to a table. The couple next to them.. well to say they looked annoyed would be an understatement.

Kie took a seat first, "my dad has food on the way." she said matter of factly.
JJ laughed "oh yes!"
"I'm legit starving." Y/N smiled gratefully.
John B slipped into the chair next to Kie and, once her dad delivered the food, stuffed his face as quickly as he could. Pope however ate in a more dignified manner, glancing at Kie a few times. JJ ate like he'd never had a good meal in his life. Probably because he hadn't.
Y/N put a hand on his shoulder. "You're going to get indigestion."
"My stomach is too strong for indigestion. I'm not a bitch."
Y/N grined "I get indigestion, calling me a bitch?"
JJ stopped. "Maybe."
"Want to test that theory?"
"What you got in mind?"
"Eating contest. First one to finish a plate of scampy wins."
"Deal." JJ snatched two full portions and handed one to Y/N, not breaking eye contact.
She took it and slowly put it down. "You ready to be proven a bitch?"
"You wish. Right, one, twothreego!" JJ began to shovel food into his mouth.
Y/N did the same and forgot to chew a couple times, coughing her to choke. Mildly. Kie saw her dad stare at them from the front desk and shake his head.

Pope looked disgusted, "oh ew guys."
"You look like pigs." John B said, his face covered in oil and crumbs. Y/N gave him a side glance and threw a salt packet at him.
"Finished!" Choked JJ.
Y/N coughed. "Only three left on my plate though so you don't because you cheated.
"I didn't cheat!"
"Yeah you said the countdown really quick!"
"This would've been cheating." JJ flipped Y/N's plate and the scampy she didn't eat fell onto her lap, leaving oil splatters.
She picked them up and shook her head slowly. "Kie's dad will kill us if I throw these at you, but just for the record, I really want to."
JJ laughed "I bet I can catch them in my mouth."
John B took a scampy from Y/N's lap "go on then" and tossed it over. It arched in the air and JJ wiggles his head around, mouth open, and caught it.
"Ayyyy!" They said together.
It was then a bottle of vodka caught Y/N's eye. She looks at Kie and nodded towards it. Kie sighed and nodded, smiling slightly.
"I'll be right back..." Y/N walked over slowly and ceremoniously collected the bottle. Once seated she poured a few shot glasses and offered them around. Kie looked pissed but amused and took it away. JJ was on his second shot and Y/N on her third.
She went to pour another "No. Bad." Kie said. Y/N looked like a puppy who'd had her dinner stolen, but Kie took the glasses anyway. JJ waited until she was walking away to steal his cup back and drink the little bit in the bottom.

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