A/N: Hello fellow Chryedian's. I know I've already got a WIP on the go but this came into my head and it won't leave so I'm writing it.
Be warned, this is not going to be a happy fic. Hope you enjoy the angst though
Disclaimer: I do not own EastEnders or Christian and Syed but I do like to cause them pain and angst :D
Chapter One
"Where's Christian?" Roxy asked Syed. They were supposed to be meeting up at R&R but so far Christian hadn't arrived.
"He's been held up with a client," Syed explained. "He said he'd be here as soon as he could."
"Typical," Roxy moaned before walking off, leaving Syed alone with the hot new bartender who had just started working at the club.
Syed had to admit the man was attractive, he was tall with dark hair and perfectly tanned skin. His face was peppered with black stubble that would make even the straightest man swoon. Not that Syed had looked that closely, he was perfectly happy with Christian but it didn't mean he couldn't look. Christian would probably come out with some blatant innuendo about how gorgeous this man was.
"What can I get you?" He asked Syed, his voice deep and very sexy.
"Just a coke," Syed replied.
"Sure you don't want anything stronger?"
"I don't drink."
"One coke coming right up. Are you waiting for someone?" He made conversation as he grabbed a glass for Syed's drink."
"My boyfriend… sorry fiancé," Syed replied. It was taking a bit of time to get used to saying that even if a thrill surged through him every time he thought about marrying Christian. He found himself wishing his divorce would hurry up and come through so they could finally be together. "He's running late."
"Perhaps I could keep you company then," the bartender said as he handed Syed his drink. "It's better than standing here on your own…"
"… Looking sad and desperate?" Syed finished the sentence.
"I was going to say until every hot bloke in the place tries to hit on you."
Syed blushed slightly at the blatant flirting of the bartender. Instead of replying he took a sip of his coke.
"You have beautiful eyes," the bartender continued, making Syed feel even more uncomfortable. "Don't feel embarrassed, I'm just complimenting you."
"Thanks for the compliment but it's not very appropriate. I have a fiancé who I love very much."
"And I wouldn't dream of coming between the two of you. Just think of it as a bit of harmless flirting."
"Erm… okay," Syed replied feeling very uncomfortable now. "I'm just going to go to the toilet," he made his excuses and practically ran away, feeling very unnerved by the whole situation.
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Christian was annoyed. The training session had gone on twice as long as it should have due to his client insisting she could do better and now he was exhausted. He had been looking forward to a nice relaxing evening out with Syed and Roxy but now it was late and he hadn't even showered. He grabbed his phone and dialled Syed's number. Syed didn't answer and the call went to answer phone.
"Hey Sy, sorry I'm not there yet but as you can probably tell I'm running a little bit late. I'll be as quick as I can, I just need to take a shower first and then I'll be there ready to rock," he grinned to himself down the phone. He ended the call and sat down on the sofa. He only meant to sit down for a second but he quickly found himself dozing off and he drifted off to sleep.
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Syed didn't feel very well. A sick feeling had settled on his stomach and he felt a little dizzy. He blamed it on not eating anything since lunchtime.
"Are you okay?" Roxy asked as Syed swayed slightly in his seat.
"I feel a little bit sick," Syed replied, his voice shaky and quiet.
"Maybe you should go home. I'll let Christian know if he ever bothers to turn up."
"Ok," Syed agreed. He moved to stand up but a wave of dizziness hit him and he ended up falling forward.
"Woah there," the bartender called out and moved to stop Syed from falling. "Maybe he needs a little help getting home."
"I think you're right."
"I'll make sure he gets home safe," the bar tender helped Syed to his feet and wrapped his arm around Syed's waist, holding him up in place. "Come on let's get you home."
He carried Syed outside before Syed stopped moving and began to sag in his arms. He closed his eyes in an attempt to stave off the nausea and took a deep breath, hoping the cool night air would make him feel a little bit better.
"I feel drunk but I don't drink," Syed said, trying to figure out why he was feeling so strange.
"Just breathe, you'll feel better in a moment."
"I want Christian," Syed groaned, barely able to keep the tears from rising up in his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to be curled up in bed with Christian holding him.
"You'll see him soon, don't worry," the man said as he gently brushed his hand across Syed's cheek. "You're a beautiful man, you know that?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are," he soothed and moved his hand up so it was tangled in Syed's curly black hair. "Any man would kill to be with you," he said to Syed before he leaned in and kissed him. Syed immediately pulled away in shock.
"No, I love Christian. I just want to be with him," Syed protested.
"This doesn't have to be about love, Syed, just sex," He kissed Syed again. "Your fiancé doesn't ever have to know about it."
Syed didn't know what to think anymore. His head was spinning and no clear thought would form in his head to help him figure out what was going on. He just wanted to be home and in bed. He just wanted to go to sleep.
When he felt himself being kissed again he just didn't have the energy to push him away.
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Roxy was having no luck getting through to Christian, he wasn't answering his phone and she was beginning to feel a little concerned. She decided to go to his flat to see him to make sure he was all right and that Syed had got home okay. She might not be fond of the man at times but he'd looked really ill earlier. She grabbed her jacket and headed out of the club.
She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Syed kissing the new bartender. It wasn't just a peck on the cheek, it was a full blown snog. Her shock quickly turned to anger at the sight of Syed betraying her best friend. She watched as the kiss broke apart.
"Come with me, I'll make you feel better."
"Ok," she heard Syed agree and let himself be led away by this stranger.
Roxy felt the anger surge back up. How could Syed do something like this to Christian? How could he betray the supposed love of his life like their relationship meant nothing to him?
She needed to see Christian now.
