#yes this is how he meets coppy :3

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nice to meet ya | II

warning: fluff, alcohol consumption, 

note: hi, yes, you're reading the title right: i finally wrote the second instalment of nice to meet ya which no one has asked for, but here she is anyway! i'm beginning to fall back in love with this idea and storyline, but (unfortunately) there are no promises that part 3 will be uploaded soon. anyway, enjoy!

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“i’m ben,” he smiled, holding out his hand for you to shake. “nice to meet ya.”

“what’s ya name?” ben asked, his hand falling from yours after you gently shook it. 

“im Y/N, and i have a funny feeling that you followed me from the rock bar all the way here; is that true?” there was a hint of teasing in your voice, a smirk playing at your lips. ben noticed this, mirroring your body language and facial expressions before replying. 

“if i said that i did, would you refuse a drink if i bought you one?”

“that depends.”

“on what?”

“what drink you're offering.” ben couldn't help but smile a little. he shook his head, staring at the ground quickly while trying to not embarrass himself. without saying a work, he called over the bartender, letting you order your own drink before he ordered one himself.

“just put it on my tab.” ben smiled kindly at the bartender before he walked off and turned back to you with a smirk on his face.

the bar was almost too loud. it was quiet enough to still hear one another, but loud enough for the need to shout; not the ideal place to get to know a person. but before ben even spoke, you knew he was kind and gentle. just the look he gave you, the way he interacted with you, the bartender and even the way you had seen him interact with his friends had led you to this conclusion. even with his deep voice and boyish charm, you knew you could quickly (and easily) fall for him and his kind nature, but the idea of seeing him grovel and work for you would make the wait worth it. 

“do you wanna go outside? it’s a bit loud in here” he chuckled, using his thumb to point to the door over his shoulder. 

“erm, yeh, sure.” you agreed, your only worry being the cool september air outside even with your jacket on. ben grabbed your hand and gave you a small smile before turning to the doors, keeping your front close to his back. just before you left the tavern, you spotted hollie, meghan, sophie and isobel at the table, all winking and raising their glasses to you as you smiled back at them. 

outside wasn’t what you thought it would be: the air wasn't as cold as it could have been, it definitely wasn't as crowded as inside and the open area was filled with barrels being used as tables and only a few other patrons. 

“i thought i'd never see you again,” ben spoke, admiring the fairy lights and lanterns hung above your heads. 

“neither did i. was kinda hoping i could call you the one that got away.” you giggled as ben put his full attention back on you. 

“and how would you have described the one that got away?”

“as a charming, devilishly handsome, kind...” you rested a hand on his forearm, “and gentle young man with the most beautiful green eyes i've ever seen.”

“sounds like a decent bloke.” ben commented, taking a sip from his drink and placing it down on the barrel. 

“i hope so.” and, almost instantly, you and ben began talking about anything and everything. both of your drinks were discarded on the barrel, and neither of you were bothered by any of your supportive (and drunk) friends. for you two, the drinks stopped flowing, but nothing much else did. 

there was never a dull moment in the conversation, no awkward pauses or much time to think of anything else. and as the night sky got darker and the air cooler, it wasn't until the eight of your friends stumbled out of the door together, each of ben’s friends with one of yours on their arms. 

“and it looks like i need to get these idiots back to the hotel.” you smiled towards ben, giggling at the others. 

“and it looks like i need to do the same.” he smiled back at you, watching as he noticed how your eyes twinkled in the low light of the fairy lights. you pulled away first, turning to grab sophie off of joe’s arm, thanking him in a teasing manner before winking at her friend. the other girls did the same, unlatching themselves from the other lads before looking at ben and then back at you. 

“so?” isobel started in a slightly hushed tone, “is he as dreamy as he looks?”

“even more so,” you replied in the same tone, quickly stealing a glance at him as he was surrounded by his friends. there was no doubt in your mind that he was being asked the same questions, inquiring about the mysterious girl who he moved bars for and whisked away the first chance he got. “come on, girlies, lets go.” 

“has he got your number?” 

“are you gonna see him again?”

“but did you say goodbye?” or some variation of those questions came from the four girls around you as you begun to walk down the alley back towards the main road, desperate to get your friends in bed safely. 

“wait! Y/N!” you heard ben’s voice call out. just as you turned to meet his eyes, you saw him push his way through his friends, lightly jog over to you and grab your hand, pulling you away from the prying ears of the others. “i want to see you again, i want your number tattooed on my arm in ink, i swear, so i don't lose it. can't have you slipping through my fingers again, can i?” ben just smirked, the hand holding yours slipping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. 

“hum, i don't know,” you ponder, one hand holding onto his forearm and the other trailing up his bicep. “it depends.”

“on what?” 

“are you free tomorrow night?” you asked, your eyes finally meeting his. god, it was like he was holding the world in them. “not for drinks, just a nice meal at a quiet restaurant, just up the road from here actually.”

“ye-yeh, i'm free tomorrow.” he beamed, smiling down at you even wider than he thought was possible. 

“okay, mr ‘i'm free tomorrow’, here,” you grabbed a pen from your bag, pulling one of ben’s arms off from around your waist and tugging up his sleeve, “is my number, on your arm in pretty permanent pen. unfortunately, i don't know any tattoo parlours that are open at this time, but it should still be there tomorrow.” 

“i'll just have to make sure that it lasts until then.” he whispers, taking his hand from your grasp and laying it gently on your cheek. 

“i guess you will.” 

“Y/N! come on! the boys are going to take us to kelly’s cellars!”

“no, they're not.” both you and ben whispered to each other, giggling shortly after. ben let go of you, allowing you to spin around just in time to see each of the boys latch onto their respective girls again. you didn't get far as ben had already grabbed your hips with his hands, pulling you close so your back hit his front. 

“the only place you ladies are going is back to your hotel.” ben spoke before you could, giving his boys a stern glare. 

“why'd you have you pick the most un-fun guy in ireland, Y/N?” meghan exaggerated, holding onto josh’s arm as he held her waist, trying to keep her stable. 

“i don't think you're an un-fun guy.” you whispered, turning your head slightly to see ben’s face flushed with amusement. 

“why, thank you.”

“i'll see you tomorrow,” you spoke, pulling out of ben’s grasp and turning around, “at 7 o’ clock,” planting a kiss on his cheek before joining your girls once again, “at coppi in saint anne’s square. wear something sexy.” you winked, grabbing sophie and hollie’s hands before walking back down the alley to the main road. 

it was a short walk up to the high street, but quick nonetheless. isobel called an uber while you all stood by the side of the road, looking around for a place to be picked up. just like the other girls, your head was still swimming with thoughts of your belfast boy, the one you were having dinner with tomorrow and the one you were definitely going to kiss tomorrow. 

***

“you picked the most fun girl in ireland, benny.” joe quipped, smiling as he thought back to his time in the whites tavern with sophie and the other girls. he began to join the other lads as they walked the opposite way to which the girls had just done, but ben stayed a minute, looking at the hand full glasses he and Y/N had left from a couple of hours ago. 

“ben, mate, come on.” mark called back to his costar after realising he was no where in sight. ben allowed his attention to be taken by mark before beginning the walk back down the alley. just like the other boys, his head was still swimming with thoughts of his belfast girl, the one he was having dinner with tomorrow and the one he was definitely going to kiss. 

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