Irish Stud

“No, baby. I’ve never thought you loved me for all of this.” She never thought that Barry used her to get his name out there. Hell, when they first got together Sabrina wasn’t really known. It wasn’t until Short n Sweet came out almost a year later that her name really blew up. And now she knew that he was with her because he truly did love her. The blonde nodded, “it will be big when those movies come out. And you’ll name be everywhere again and everyone’s going to want a piece of this Irish stud.” She leaned up, kissing him softly. The blonde watched as he refused the champagne, she always wondered if these events were difficult for him. And she hoped he would always be able to deny any alcohol. “People do say I light up a room when I walk,” she teased. “I’m glad you were able to come tonight.”

He had heard so much online about himself but he was glad that she knew the truth. He was the one that had always came to her whenever he could even if it meant flying to Australia or wherever. He had thrown her a birthday party, taken her to two events and walked the carpets with her. Everyone knew they were a couple and now he had a chance to fix his mistakes. "This Irish stuff will always make sure he has time for his beautiful Bambi." She needed attention and he was more than happy to give it to her. "Would be nice to go to an award show and win something for my work." He felt he was getting close and he wasn't going to show down. He had even started filming his own movies under his production company while working on the Beatles movies. Staying busy, made sure he stayed out of trouble. "I'm glad I was too, wasn't going to be miss your big night."

“No, no,” she paused as her hands moved to cup his cheeks. She had realized how it sounded, and she didn’t mean to make it sound that way. He was always more than just her boyfriend during that time.  “I didn’t mean it like you only got invited because you were my boyfriend. I meant your name was everywhere between Saltburn coming out earlier that year and then you being in my video. You couldn’t turn the corner without seeing Barry Koeghan’s name. Which would have happened whether we were dating or not.” She could have just hired him for that role in her video, and it would have ended the same way. She loved dancing, even more with him. Her hips swayed along to the music, and Sabrina spun around to face him, her hands roaming along his chest for the rest of the song. She smiled as people came over to talk to them once they were at the table. She held conversations with them until they went to go talk to Madonna. She thanked a waiter as he came over with a tray of flutes of champagnes, and she took one. “I know. I can’t believe Beyonce loves me, or Madonna for that fact.”

He could see what she meant and smiled as she cupped his cheeks with her hands. "As long as you don't think I ever loved you for all of this." His hands motioned around the room. To him it felt like all of her exes had used her for her celebrity but didn't want to be seen with her, just wanted the whispers. Barry was the exception, he wanted her and didn't care about the fame. He was happy just to go to the grocery store dressed down and had publicly let the world know she was his, no shame just him obsessed with her and loving her. "I understand what you mean. The Beatles movies have kept me tied down to London and out of the PR circle. but when they get released it's going to be big." Barry grew up with nothing so anything that came his way, he was grateful and proud of. All he wanted was a better like for Brando then he had. He loved how how touchy she was, it was always something that made him smile and feel how much she loved him. Barry refused the champagne but asked for a water so the waiter was off to fetch him one. "You're a very lovable person. You're genuine and I think they see that or feel it. Just something changes when you walk in a room." He said trying to explain her aura and why she was so loved to her.

She paused shrugging, “yeah, guess you are more now than last year. But I meant more like because of Saltburn and our relationship.” When the invites would have went out for the met last year, it was before their relationship came to an end and everyone was still talking about him starring in her music video. It made more sense in Sabrina’s brain that he would have gotten invite din 2025 compared to this year. But she also understood why he would think he was more popular this year than the year prior, which would mean he’d probably get an invite for the following one. “But all is good. And regardless of if you get invited to the met, you’ll always have a spot if I throw an after party.” She shrugged again, “can’t see that being a thing since she had no issue of us going together in 2024. I think we need to stop worrying about why you did or did not get invited. Focus on the now.” She leaned up and kissed him softly. She took his hand and followed him to the dance floor. She turned as a song started playing, her back against him as she danced along to the music.

He looked confused for a moment but had to ask her what he was thinking she meant. "You think I only got invited last year because of you and the fact we were dating? Just have pissed them off when we broke up and came separately." He certainly hoped that all he was seen as then was 'Sabrina's boyfriend' but she could be right. If he didn't get one next year then he would chalk it up to that or that Anne hated him for breaking the blonde's heart before. A smile came across his face. "You know I don't care about that fancy stuff anyway. I just like going with you because I love you and liked escorting you. The after party is more my thing. " Even he could admit that he had looked out of place and awkward when he escorted her in 2024 but she was his girl and he wanted to take her. "You're right, it doesn't matter or change anything. I'm not with you for an invite. I'm with you because I love you. I just want to concentrate on us and the present not the past." He began to dance along with her and forgot all about the concerns in his head. No one could blow this up but him and he was determined not to. As the song ended he escorted her back to their table and quickly people descended on her to tell her how amazing she looked and sounded. As they walked off he smiled. "I really has been your night. I love that everyone loves you, especially Beyonce." He was nervous to ask how the night was supposed to end since all three of them were there. He was playing all that by ear and letting her decide what she wanted.

Sabrina smiled into the kiss, and quickly returned it. Her fingers played in his haira s she listened to him talk about her dresses from that night. “I think I loved gold dress the best. But you know me, I love dresses that move when I move,” she giggled. Sabrina had made it clear that she loved when her outfits moved, and the fringe of the gold dress did exactly that. “And you just aren’t that popular right now. I feel like whoever is popular that year kind of just gets invited. All depends on who the fashion designers want to invite.” They were the ones that bought the tables for the gala, and the fashion houses always invited the celebrities. Of course Anna Wintour did have the final say on the guest list, and she had some favorites and some that weren’t favorites. “I guess I am elite now,” she returned his smile. “I already worked the room. I can go for a dance with you.”

Barry wasn't a fan of the longer hair but as long as Sabrina was okay with it then it would make the next few years not as bad. "You do love to feel something moving with you. I loved the gold and think it brought out your hair and eyes too." His eyebrow rose upwards at her statement. "I'm not? I think I'm more popular now then I was last year. Between Hurry Up Tomorrow, Crime 101 and these Beatles movies, I thought for sure I would be invited." He shrugged his shoulders and smiled though. "I think Anna just doesn't like me but then that makes no sense since she was okay with me going last year. "Maybe she doesn't like me with you." He was sure few did and Anna had taken a shine to Sabrina. So many people saw her as a daughter figure lately. Anna even going so far as to put her on a committee. Sabrina was the golden child and Barry was still seen as the guy that cheated on her even if they had gotten back together. He was surprised Jenna wasn't invited but then remembered she was filming Wednesday so she wouldn't have been able to come. "You are elite. Maybe you'll get more then 15 minutes." He said teasing her because of her song. "Perfect, I wanted to get my hands on you all night." He took her hand and led her to the dance floor.

It had been such a busy day for the blonde, but she was happy she could finally just relax at the after party her and Madonna were throwing. She had a few drinks as she mingled with the guests, making sure to say hi to almost everyone. She was friendly in nature, but even more so at something that she was hosting. A smile curled on her lips as she felt a kiss to her neck and the arms that snaked around her waist. She had no idea how this night would go since all three of her partners were there, but she was doing her best to spend time with each of them. First up was Barry, the man currently pulling her against him. She turned around so she could face him, her arm move around his neck. “What did you think of my outfits?” She asked, her head tilting to the side as her blue eyes stayed locked onto his. Her cheeks flushed at the compliment, before she leaned up and pressed a kiss against his lips. “I’m glad you were amazed by everything. Maybe next year you can tag along with me.” She had no idea if she would get invited the next year or not, but it was wishful thinking that she would and could have Barry by her side.

He smiled as she turned to see him and then placed a kiss to her lips. Was he staking his claim in from of all of the guests? Of course he was, being in London so much, he wanted everyone to know that he was still very much her man. "I loved them, all of them. I keep trying to pick a favorite and that's hard because I like each of them for different reasons. I think perhaps the Sabrina film dress, just for the sheer creativity of it but The Marilyn and James Dean dress is right up there too and I loved how it hugged every curve of your body." The film dress certainly fit the theme of the gala , the other paid homage to two legends gone too soon. "And the others were gorgeous as well, Sabrina made everything she wore look good. " Maybe she felt we couldn't pause filming for the Met." He wasn't sure, Anne was a hard one to pinpoint on things but she loved Sabrina and always invited her. "I hope she'll ask me next year but for sure she will the year after since the Beatles movies will have been released." Hudson and Connor had been asked, since Heated Rivalry was the talk of the tv world at the moment and so he felt for sure ha and the other boys would be invited then. "It's hard because so many people want to come and there's only room for so many, it's an elite list and you my darlin; are elite." He told her with a smile. "Dance with me or you need to work the room?" He knew how important that was a host and she surely didn't want to let Madonna down.

“I did pull it with you because I loved you. I missed you, I missed us. And I knew we could be better and stronger than we were the first time we were together. You cleaned up your act and I had grown. I knew what I wanted in my life when it came to a relationship… or so I thought I did.” She said shrugging. Because now she wasn’t so sure what she wanted. Now she was back to figuring out if she wanted to be with all three or if she was just scared to be alone and having ‘backup’ was to ease her heart. She nodded, “no there is no guarantees and someone might end up getting hurt. I’m just… trying to figure life out. I was good and then all you of started throwing yourselves at me. I think sometimes I’m an attention hog,” she admitted with a giggle. Her eyes locked on his as he cupped her cheeks, her hands moving to wrap around his wrists. “Maybe? I don’t know, at some point. It doesn’t have to be now. Just to figure out how this works. Like do we all share a house when we’re in LA? Do I just split my week?”

She was saying all the right things and till the end but Barry knew she was being honest abut how she felt. "And we are better and stronger, Bambi. If we weren't then this would never work because I wouldn't be able to handle it. We changed but we're still us. I still get the goosebumps whenever I'm around you." He loved her so much and all he wanted was their life together. The plans they had made together to come true and them to have their family and overcome all the odds but now there were two more people she loved. He always hoped she loved him just a little more and would want things back the way they were but that wasn't reality. Reality was she loved the three of them the same and wanted them all. "That's life though. Someone always gets hurt." His tone was getting serious until she said she was an attention hog and giggled. She was but he never minded her having the world's attention not then and not now but then he knew he had her love all to himself. "You can have the world's attention, all I need is your heart. Let them love you and throw roses at your feet but come home to me." Her next questions he didn't know the answers to but answered as best as he could. "If we need to share a house to make it easier for you then we can." Eric thought he was crazy to agree to all this but Barry couldn't see losing her again. "Joey and I already co exist without issue. I won't be in London forever. but think we can still make it work. Dylan is the wild card but I'll try for you. I can't see you going back and forth like that, you're busy enough as it is without trying to come to all of us separately." He wasn't sure how the days worked and who got what. "We all work so that's hard. No idea when we're all in the same place at the same time but if we're living together then I think you don't have to other then the nighttime." Where she would sleep, who would she sleep with, would they all sleep together. All things to figure out but they didn't have to figure it all out in a night. "We figure it out as we go. Night by night because one night you may want someone other then who's night it is. Can't expect you to ignore your feelings and go through the motions with the other person. It's complicated but together we can make it work." He told her as he pressed a kiss to her lips.

sabrinacarpenter: can't waiiit!

barrykeoghan: are you allowed a date or you have to be with the rest of the the committee all night?

sabrinacarpenter: please:)

barrykeoghan: i'm flying out tonight so should be there sometime tomorrow.

“I was scared of getting hurt again, I wasn’t ready to pull that trigger.” She didn’t know how much she could trust Chris, so it was hard for her to pull that official trigger to turn into more than just friends. Her brow arched upwards. “Yeah, but I was also drunk. I didn’t expect you to randomly walk into my bedroom.” She let out a laugh, her finger moving to poke his chest. “I was flirting with you; I wanted to bring you home. You aren’t wrong about that.” She told him honestly. “I think it’s funny you broke in, I’m not mad about it though.” Sabrina stated, wanting him to know that she wasn’t upset or that she really thought that he had. “It is what I want, baby. I want all three of you, I have for a long time.” She told him, “but I’m just scared that I’ll hurt you, or any of you. That I don’t deserve all this love I’ve been getting lately.”

"Yet you pulled it with me again because you love me. You will always love me Bambi, whether any one likes to admit it or not.. I got under your skin and never left it even after we broke up." He wasn't so anyone would have picked for her but he still lingered in her heart and head after the breakup. "You were drunk, we both were but you invited me and then when to our bedroom." Our bedroom, not hers. She had went there waiting for him in his mind. He laughed as she poked his chest. His fiery little bambi, oh how he loved her. "You do have a tendency to flirt when drunk. drunkbrina wants to get laid." He knew Corey had hated it and yet she never let Corey stop her when she wanted someone. "I would break in anywhere to be with you. I love you and wasn't missing the chance for us to reconnect. I was there trying to drink you away and in you walked. It's surreal when you think about it." And now he was sharing her love and her body. "There's never any guarantees in love. I hurt you and didn't plan on it so I can't say that no one will get hurt from this but I want you to be happy. You have been hurt so much in your life, so try thinking of it as the world trying to fix those wrongs and giving you all the love you deserved at once.' He kissed her cupped cheek and let it linger for a moment. "Do we all need to get together and discuss the ins and outs or how do you want to do this?"

Her brow arched, “was I single Barry? I remember very clearly, I was on the verge of being in a relationship with Chris before you swept back in.” She didn’t really consider herself single. She had been seeing and sleeping around with Chris. If Barry hadn’t come in when he did, there was a chance that her Chris would have become more official than what they were. She had a hard time deciding between the two when it came back down to it. “And guess what, just like Dylan, I let my unresolved feelings get in the way when I slept with you that night you broke into my house.” He didn’t break in, he knew exactly how to get into her, no, their house. But it was still that he put her in that situation knowing that she wouldn’t turn him away. “He’s not going to change how I feel about you. How I love you. If he was trying to do that, it would have happened months ago.”

He didn't count Chris, maybe he should but as far as he knew they weren't official and in Barry's mind, she was still his. She would always be his, in his mind and her album only fed that feeling. The songs were sad, longing, missing him even though he was a jerk. "Yet you didn't pull that trigger, Bambi. You didn't make him your boyfriend and maybe I'm a fool but I think you were waiting for me to come back, hoping I would, just like I was hoping we could work it all out. We were both in that bar for a reason.....fate. Fate brought us back together." As he said the words it dawned on that it was a similar thing with Dylan. Barry had less time without her than Dylan did but there were still feelings there and like with Barry, they had bubbled back up. "Broke in? You told me you were going home and if I wanted to fuck then I knew where your house was and called me baby. So I went and you never changed the code, it was like you were waiting for me to come home, to come to our home." He could feel his nerves pulling him in a million directions and paused to take a breath. "I believe you and trust you." Even after what she did, he trusted her because she had came clean. He had felt for months she was being eaten alive by something and finally she had told him what it was. "I'm okay, if this is what you want." He said softly as he cupped her face.