Jordan burst out into laughter. He doubled over, clutching his stomach as tears pooled in his eyes.

"You guys got caught?!"

Declan grumbled something incoherently whilst swirling the hot drink he had in his hand.

Naomi sympathetically rubbed his back. "It probably wasn't that bad, Declan. Maybe you remember it worse than it was,"

"She walked out immediately afterwards, Naomi. It's bad, alright."

Naomi thought for a moment. "Well, what about your parents? What did they say afterwards?"

Declan rubbed a hand over his face. "They didn't say much about the incident afterwards." He stopped to think about what happened after Tessa left. "They didn't ask about her at all actually, not like they did with all my other friends that I've brought over."

"What do you think that means?" Jordan inquired finally over his laughter.

"I- I don't know," Declan stared down at his drink. "I want them to have a good first impression of each other,"

The table was quiet.

"They will. First impressions can be altered. It will get better," Naomi assured him.

Declan looked up and smiled at her.

"Thanks, Naomi. I needed that,"

"What are friends for,"

The three friends were back at the Cafe that Arya worked in.

"Here you go, Naomi, here's the muffin you ordered," Arya brought the snack to the table.

"Thanks,"

"Are we still on for studying later?" Jordan, who perked up at the sight of her, asked.

"Yeah, course, just gotta finish my shift first," She replied as she walked away.

"God, I love that woman," Jordan leaned back and said with a sigh.

The others just shook their head smiling.

"I think I'll ask her out today," Jordan decided.

Declan furrowed his brows. "Aren't you about to study with her now, though?"

"Yeah exactly, I just want to ask her if we could make it into a date too. It's perfect. We study, we date. The ideal study date!"

"Yeah, I think that would be so cute, now that you're able to talk to her and all," Naomi encouraged.

"Good, I've been waiting for this forever," Jordan looked over at her. Arya was taking orders at the counter. "She's everything I want,"

"Hey guys," Bennett walked in with Tessa.

Tessa made eye contact with Declan and immediately looked away. Declan couldn't help but feel like he'd been punched.

"Hey," Naomi greeted as she shuffled in her seat to make room for the two. "Where's Davina,"

"Parking the car," Tessa answered distractedly.

The Musketeers looked at each other.

Jordan turned back to Arya. "Hey, Arya, can I ask you something?"

Arya looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah, sure, let me finish this first,"

"Of course, take your time," He told her.

Arya went back to serving a guy. "Here you are, your blueberry cupcakes," She smiled sweetly at the customer.

"Thanks, Arya," He took the tray as he paid for them. He began walking away when Arya called out.

"Hey, where's my tip?" She pouted.

The Musketeers all looked on.

The guy chuckled. "How could I forget?" He leaned down and kissed her, cupping her face in his hands.

Jordan's jaw hit the floor as he watched her stand on her tiptoes to kiss him back.

What is happening?!

He felt the world spinning around him. He looked to his friends to see if they witnessed the same thing.

Bennett's usual composed face was registering shock, Naomi's hand went to cover her open mouth, and Declan looked back at Jordan with nothing but pity.

What did this mean?

"Who is he?" He finally breathed out.

Tessa looked back, not reading the reaction of the table. "Oh, that's Luke. Arya's boyfriend," She then turned to leave the table to greet Luke.

The Musketeers could do nothing but look on, no one knowing exactly how to react. No one wanted to look at Jordan and read the pain behind his eyes. It was as if they could hear Jordan's heart shatter there and then.

Bennett wished he could do something for his friend, but no amount of money could fix this fragile situation, no money, no authority, no power. He felt helpless.

Naomi wished she could pick his heart right back up and glue it delicately back in place. Taking care of each piece as she rocked him back and forth until he was whole again.

Declan wished he could beat the ever-living shit out of the guy for Jordan. He wanted to do something for his friend, but he couldn't. There wasn't anyone here to blame.

Davina had wordlessly walked in and witnessed the interaction between Arya and her boyfriend.

She went over to the Musketeers table, where Jordan watched Arya and Luke.

She lightly put her hand on Jordan's back. He turned to face her. His eyes were on the verge of watering.

"I told you to be careful," She said softly.

A/N: Dedicated to my good friend Hershey. She told me she loved me xx