Operation: Distract Joe
“Joe, come outside with me!” Caspar suddenly pulled at the short man’s arm, causing Joe to stumble a bit, sending a confused look up at Caspar.
“We just got here, Casp. Can’t you wait a bit?” He shrugged off the hand on his arm, while Caspar exchanged a worried glance with Josh.
If it had been any of the other boys, they would have been just as confused as Joe had been moments ago, but Josh had known Caspar long enough to read his face. And it only took a quick scan of the crowd, barely a second, before he too saw what was causing Caspar’s panic.
“Well then, how about a drink?” Josh threw an arm around Joe, directing him in the opposite direction they had been about to head in.
Joe spluttered a bit in surprise, but had no choice as Josh lead him towards the bar, rambling on about what drinks they should get.
“That was weird, even for you and Josh.” Jack turned to Caspar, raising an eyebrow.
“Also creepy. Did you two just read each others minds?” Oli asked, while Caspar glanced over his shoulder.
“Y/N’s here.” Was all he said to the other two boys, and they each leaned around their taller friend, eyes widening as they too noticed the woman who had enraptured their mate’s heart.
Until a month ago when the couple had split up.
“Time for Operation: Distract Joe begins.” Jack nodded seriously at the other two as they follow in the wake of their other two mates.
For a while, it worked. The boys all kept tabs on Y/N, and made sure Joe was nowhere near her, nor able to see her.
They had been at the party for just over an hour, and so far, they had been successful in their operation.
Until there’s a miscommunication between the four boys, and suddenly all of them realize none of them have been paying attention to either Joe or Y/N. Which meant that when they spun around to look at Joe, he was staring across the room at her.
“How long has she been here.”
The four shifted awkwardly on their feet, but no one spoke up to answer Joe, so he turned to narrow his eyes at them.
“This was why you wanted to go outside as soon as we got here, isn’t it?” The question is directed at Caspar this time, and he appeared to shrink under Joe’s stare, but he nodded reluctantly.
The smaller man turned back to look back at Y/N, grip tightening around his bottle as he watched her talking with a guy. She was flirting, heavily. Running her hand up and down his chest and arm, ducking her head to look up at him through her lashes, offering him a coy smile. Everything about it made Joe’s blood boil. Especially when he reminded himself that there’s nothing he can do. Because they split up. They weren’t together.
“We can leave…” Oli offered, breaking Joe out of his daze.
“No. It’s fine. We came here to have fun. And we were. We are.” He shook his head, offering his mates a weak smile, but they accept it, ordering another round of shots.
A few drinks later, and Joe is back to watching her, leaning against the bar heavily. His body and mind are buzzing, partially from the alcohol in veins and partially from the jealousy thrumming through his body. He’s not drunk, he’s been careful, not wanting to do anything stupid, but he’s tipsy enough that he’s grown confident. Which is why he turned to Jack and told him:
“I’m going over to talk to her.”
“Don’t do it.”
“I’m just going to say hi.”
“You’ll regret it.”
“It’ll be fine.” He told the younger man and pushed off the counter, winding through the crowd, eyes locked on Y/N.
Joe isn’t sure if she’s even seen him yet tonight, but he’s been watching her non stop since he noticed her. And he is very tired of watching her flirt with another man.
“Hello, love.” He spoke close to her, wanting to be heard of the music, and he smirked as she whipped around, eyes widening briefly as she realized who it was that spoke. But her face changed, to one of smugness as the man behind her, the one she was flirting with, snaked an arm around her.
“Can we help you?”
Joe ignored the question from the man, already deciding he isn’t worth his time.
“You look lovely, as always.”
“Thank you, you don’t look half bad.”
“I said, can we help you?” The man was determined to not be ignored, and stepped around Y/N, half in front of her, staring down at Joe.
“No, you cannot. Because I wasn’t talking to you.” Joe smirked up at the stranger.
“He’s just my ex, relax.” Y/N explained, tugging on the man’s arm so she’s not blocked any more.
“What are you doing here?” The man refused to be moved, and Joe chuckled, knowing that Y/N was only going to get annoyed at that.
“I came to say hello. Wasn’t that obvious?”
“You’ve said hello. Time to leave.”
“Unless she,” Joe nodded towards Y/N, “Tells me to leave, I’m staying.”
“I said, time to leave.” The other man took another step forward, completely blocking Y/N, who finally did grow frustrated and stepped around him.
“I think it’s actually time for you to leave. Thanks.” She smiled innocently up at him, not even batting an eyelash when he let out a frustrated huff of air, but did spin on his heel and stalk off into the crowd.
“What are you doing here, Joe?” Y/N turned to face him, amusement still shining in her eyes.
“Came to say hello.” He shrugged.
“Don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she spoke her next words: “You’ve been watching me.”
Letting out a growl of frustration, he grabbed her hand in his and pulled her through the crowd, into the darkness, where he cornered her agains the wall, his hands braced on either side of her.
“Of course I was bloody jealous.” Joe mumbled, his breath dancing across her lips.
Y/N slid her arms up around his neck, her body arching against his.
And he did, crashing their lips together, pressing her full against the fall as his hands found their place on her hips.
When they pulled apart, panting against each other, she smirked up at him.
“Should have done that weeks ago.”
“Never do that again. You’re mine.” He told her, dropping a gentle kiss on her lips.