Torn

Friend-zoned

Honestly, this chapter is kinda making me want to write another fan fic but for Pope and kie. But JIARA will always rule. Sorry in advance for the kinda heart-wrenching chapter.
And Sorry for the short chapter:(
Love y'all faithful 100 people that are reading this<3
-B
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Pope jumped out of the car immediately and started to run up the stairs to the restaurant, only stopping when he reached the door to turn around and yell at us to hurry up.

I shut the door to my poor Jeep and started swinging the keys around on the lanyard, I nervous habit I have.

I have to talk to Pope about...what happened.

I walk up the wooden stairs and open the back door to the restaurant, walking into the kitchen.

My dad walks up and hands me a basket of seafood.

"Table seven." He says, and I nod.

"I turn around and see JJ grab a fry from the tray and pop it into his mouth and I kick him.

"Go sit somewhere." I mumble, pushing open the swinging kitchen doors with my back.

I walk over to table seven and give them the plate and refill someone's drink before I can go back and get something for us to eat.

I tie my black tiny apron across my waist and walk up to the table that JJ and Pope we're sitting at, and pull out my notepad for special effects.

"And what can I get you two ugly bachelors? Would you like any appetizers?" I ask, pretending to scribble down their order on the notepad.

JJ props his feet up on the table and leans his chair back.

"I'd like a tub of crab legs and lobster tails, already cracked, and your finest champagne." He says in a crappy British accent.

"And, how do you intend to pay for this?" I question, also in a terrible British accent.

"Hmmmm..." He hums, scratching his chin and pretending to think. I knock his feet of the table and go into the kitchen, placing a order for a basket of fish and chips and a extra side of fries.

I pour us all drinks and bring them back to the table, sitting down in the chair beside Pope. I didn't look at the other two chairs that were there because that's where Sarah and John b used to sit.

We just sit there in an awkward silence until I go back into the kitchen to grab our food. I walk back out, balancing the plates in my arms.

I place it down on the table, and plop down in my seat again.

"Did you get extra fries-" Pope asks, and I slide the basket of fries across the table and he pounced in them.

"I love you." He says, his mouth full. I grimace at the word and JJ scowls.

"Did you grab mustard?" He asks, wiping his hands on his napkin.

"No. You are not gonna put Mustard on your fries. That's like...illegal."

"Why? There's nothing bad about it. Mustard seeds are excellent sources of the minerals selenium and magnesium, which help with cancer prevention, and can also manage symptoms of asthma, arthritis, high blood pressure, and migraines. And it's delicious."

I just stared at him, not understanding half of it. How the hell does he just know that off of the top of his head?

"Man, you gotta get a life." JJ laughs,
Smacking his hat so that it falls over his face.

We finish our fries and drinks and then walk out to the dock. I glance at Pope out of the corner of my eye, and take a deep breath to calm my nerves. I look up at the sun and close my eyes, trying to collect my thoughts.

"He-hey JJ, can you...um...leave us alone for a few...um...minutes please?" I stutter, not looking either of them in the eyes. Get it together Kie.

"Um, sure. Yeah, I'll um be over there I guess?" He pointed in a general direction and started walking that way, glancing over his shoulder at me with a worried expression on his face.

"I-" I begin, turning to look at Pope. He is staring at me, his eyebrows kitting together in concern.

"Hey. It's ok. Whatever it is you can tell me." He says softly, reaching for my hand.

I pull it away from him, and a confused look comes across his features.

"Look, um, everything that happened in the last fourth-eight hours was really crazy and all this weird stuff was happening and I was reacting even weirder, and-"

"Hey. It's ok. What ever it is we'll get through it together." He says.

"No no! Agh! This-we-ugh!" I say, dragging my hands through my hair and then covering my face with them.

"Kie...what's wrong?" He tries to take my hands away from my face but I fight back and instead he pushes a strand of my hair gently behind my ear.

"Look. Pope." I sigh, finally taking my hands away from my face. "This...we...can't happen." I say, a single tear slipping down my cheek. He reaches up to wipe it away but I gently puss his hand away. "Don't you get it? WE can't be a thing! Ok? We're too different!"

He sighs and turns away and takes in a deep breath and looks aback at me. "Ok. I love you. And...if that's what will make you happy, then," he drags his hand down his face and takes in a shaky breath "then I will leave you alone."

"No. No. No. No! Pope! Your my best friend! And I want to stay best friends! I just don't want to be...more. I always want you in my life Pope! Just...not in that way." I give him a hug and after a moment he pulls away.

"I-I'm sorry. I never meant to make anything weird or-" he stutters and I smile at him.

"Back to being best friends?" I start, holding up my fist.

"Back to being best friends." Pope finishes, bumping his fist against mine. "And back to being in the friend-zone." He mumbles.
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A/N
I changed the cover and it looks so good!!! Thank you sm thepixievixen for making it!!  <3
And go read her new book...Please?^
•I just ate three servings of soup and I feel like I can rule the world and idk why.
Am I just weird or do you feel like you can do anything when you get that warm feeling from like, soup or hot chocolate?
P.s I voice typed this author's note Bc I'm lazy and my grandma just yelled at me and told me to use that warm fuzzy feeling and clean my room so gtg y'all. Love you<3
P.P.S sorry for the long author's note