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ᴳⁱᶠ ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵒᵐ ⁱᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ
ˏ 𓏧 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓋒 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏧 ˎ
As the six of you walked into the bar, you immediately noticed that it was going to be a fun night. You smiled at the group.
"Ok, you guys, grab a table, some beers. I'll be back in a second," you began to step away from the Pogues.
JJ rolled his eyes while walking to the nearest table, he fumed and took his phone out, scroll after scroll, post after post, app after app, nothing kept him busy. The clicking sound of the beers being placed on the table made him finally raise his gaze, he grabbed the bottle in front of him and swallowed it quickly.
"Whoa, easy there, cowboy," John pat his back.
He ignores his friend and tries to find you around the place, he smiled as he saw you joking with your friend Adam, the bartender. Ever since you got the job as the week entertainer of the bar, you've been forcing them to go not only to watch your stand-up but also to have a great time. His smile flushes when he saw you and a girl start to flirt.
First, let me give you a little bit of context, for instance, your name is Calixta Prince, Pogue Queen; you got that nickname from Rafe Cameron after he got the chance to meet you at a kegger. He immediately spotted how magnetic you are around a big crowd of people and how easily those people followed you, he noticed that you knew everyone and the way you could get along with both sides of the island. You've been always this way, for as long as JJ has known you, you've always been so... perfect, you were kind of the sassy version of heather, yeah, Conan Gray's heather. But the thing that most people resent you for was the fact that you are a player, everyone knew you and had a little spark of admiration for you, and you acknowledged that, so you use it as an advantage. If you thought that JJ has fame around the place, you had that ten times more; boys, girls, kooks, pogues, tourons, you name it.
"You haven't told her, have you?" Pope asked the blonde boy.
He shook his head.
Kiara pat his shoulder, "There's no rush in telling her,"
"Except there is," JJ took a sip of beer.
"Then why haven't you?" John frowned.
"Because- I-" JJ stuttered, "Look, It's been almost a year since I told you guys, might as well just-"
"JJ, you've been saying that for months now," Sarah smirked sadly.
He was speechless. If you asked the Pogues who was most likely fall in love with his best friend the immediate answer would be Pope, and JJ would've never crossed their minds. Yet, he still fell for you.
