Finn's POV

I took y/n towards catering and she stopped as we walked.

"Fergie, why did you pull me away from your friend so fast?! We barely said a complete sentence to one another."

"Luis?" I asked.

She nodded "Yes. You were completely cool as a cucumber when I met Demi and Dominik but as soon as I was introduced to Luis and he kissed my hand you completely went bat shit and hurried me from the room."

I sighed lightly "Look," I said pulling her over to some crates to sit on "Demi is with her fiancé, Matthew and Dom just got married less than a month ago to his girlfriend Marie. I don't really have to worry about them. I have Vero. But Luis. Yeah we'll he is another story."

She glanced down the hallway before looking back at me a small panic painted her face "Why? Is he some bad person?" she asked.

"No. Not by any means. He's just well. He is a casanova," I admit.

Y/N laughed lightly "Fergie. It's not like him and I would ever get together. I mean he's my type," she said "You know that but you also know I generally only attract,"

"Dick heads," I said and she punched me on my shoulder playfully.

"Fergal," she laughed.

"And every last one broke your heart. While Luis isn't a dick head. I don't think it's a good idea to even venture down that road."

Y/N sighed and hops off the crate "Okay. Dad. Can we go get something to eat? I am starving."

I laughed and took her towards catering where I introduced her to a few more of my friends, most married or dating someone. I have to admit I could cut the tension between y/n and Luis and I was in a slight panic. After all he might be a good guy but he did live that rockstar lifestyle. A woman in every city and even more at home. I sure wasn't going to let my best friend, my little sister get hurt.

"Fergal!" said Colby snapping his finger in front of my face. I shook my head and I had Colby Lopez and y/n both looking at me with concern etched on their faces.

"You okay?" asked y/n "You seemed to drift off there."

I smiled at my two friends before squeezing y/n's hand "I am fine," I said.

"You sure about that?" asked Colby as he took a drink of diet cola. He wore his dark hair slicked back into a man bun, jeans and his character, Seth Rollins' t-shirt "We were talking about who y/n has met and when she rattled off who she met. As soon as you heard Luis' name. And it was like off you went on a magic carpet ride. I mean he isn't that bad."

"Who are we talking about?" asked Demi as she sat down with some food and Dominik sat down as well with his chicken fingers and french fries.

"Why Fergal is so weird about y/n meeting Luis," said Colby matter of factly

Demi chuckled "Because he saw the instantaneous chemistry between them," she said and y/n blushed lightly.

Y/N smiled as she noticed Dominik's tray "So what Fergie told me is true. You like your chicken fingers. Huh?" she smiled at Dominik.

Demi rolled her eyes "Every city we have to find a damn restaurant that serves them."

Dominik ate a chicken finger "What they're good," he said.

"You have the same palate as my five year old nephew," said y/n.

I snickered "That's true," I said.

"Hold up. Fergal said you were a only child," said Dominik.

"I am. My closest friend after Fergal has children. Her youngest just happens to have the same taste palate as you," said y/n with a shrug "He will also eat chips, pop tarts, taco meat just the meat, M & M yogurt and well that's about it."

"Sounds like Dom," said Luis behind y/n and she turned to look up at him. They smile at each other.

"Want to join us?" she asked.

"Do you mind?" he asked me.

"Of course not," said y/n "Fergal scoot down one," she waved her hand for me to move. I open my mouth to retort but she gave the don't try me look. I relent and move a seat closer to Dominik who smirks at me before popping another finger into his mouth "Have a seat," she smiled and gestures to the now open chair.

Luis grins and sat "So what are we talking about?" he asked opening the water he had on his tray.

"How Dom has the same palate as a five year old," laughed Colby.

"Been saying that for ages," said Luis looking at y/n.

Damian's POV

"So Fergal tells us he has known you since you were a baby," I said ignoring the smirks from my friends opposite of me.

"Yes. Our mothers were friends for fifty three years before my Mom passed away in early 2019. And Fergie and I are only thirteen months apart," said y/n.

I smiled "So you're an August baby?" I asked.

She nodded "My entire life," she said "I was suppose to be a September baby but I had other plans," she laughed lightly. I knew I probably had the stupidest grin on my face as I listen to her speak because Colby, Demi and Dominik certainly were snickering loudly enough. "And you?" she asked.

"I'm a September baby. End of September but still a September baby," I said "So I must be about a month younger than you."

She smiled "So I would be robbing the cradle huh?" she asked.

"Rob away," I said with a smile making the table groan.

"So what else would you like to know," she asked.

"What ever you want me to know," I said.

"Well I love musicals. I know weirdo. But I do. Favorite musical, has to be Hamilton. I can play that album on repeat and never get tired of it. I also love true crime, NCIS, love movies, the paranormal fascinates me. Hmm. I am an only child but have close friends that are like siblings," she gestures to Fergal "I love animals but my favorite is by far a dog. I have three of my own. I like to sing although not good. I love to dance. I obviously love wrestling. I like to read and write. I'm a kindergarten teacher and have lived in Buffalo my entire forty one years," she went on "And you?"

I went on to tell her about myself and we continue to talk until Demi snapped her fingers in my face.

"Dude. We have a show," she said.

Y/N and I looked around and catering was empty except us and Fergal.

"Ooops," said y/n "Maybe we can talk more after the show?"

"I would like that," I said" How about the hotel club?"

She nodded as I took her hand and kissed the back of it.

"Until then," she said.

Demi practically dragged me from catering with Fergal close at my heels.