Collision
Chapter two :)
I am so drunk, I really hope that I'm not making too much of a fool of myself. I'm singing loudly, totally letting myself go and laughing in that annoying way. Emmett seems okay with it though, he knows what I'm like after a few drinks. He still seems pretty sober and I wonder how when we've drunk exactly the same. I feel happy, really happy, it's good to let my hair down occasionally and Emmett always did bring out my naughty side. He excuses himself from the table to go to the toilet and it's like my eyes are fixated on his arse. His beautifully shaped arse. Help me now.
God it's really good catching up with Kieron although he is such a lightweight, I'm beginning to wonder if he'll even keep up with me. He seems happy and I'm totally buzzing from seeing him smile. His smile is infectious. I head to the toilet and can feel Kieron totally checking me out again; maybe he thinks we're still filming. After my visit to the gents I go back to our table to find Kieron chatting to some bloke. It looks innocent enough, but I still can't hide my displeasure. As I get nearer to them I see that this bloke has his hand on Kieron's leg under the table and I don't know why but I don't like it at all.
I notice Emmett heading back to the table, only his mood has changed and he's frowning between me and the guy that I'm happily chatting away to. He sits down and makes his current mood known and I feel slightly embarrassed. I don't know what his problem is but knowing Emmett I'm sure I'll find out. I feel like I'm about to get told off, but Emmett surprises me by turning his attention to my new found friend. He tells him to get his hand off my leg, which sounds more like an order to me and then he whispers something in his ear and the guy leaves swiftly, leaving a stale and uncomfortable atmosphere.
I don't know what's going on; maybe it's the drink because seeing that guy with his hand on Kieron's leg has unnerved me. I feel like I want to protect Kieron, which is just madness, I'm not playing Brendan Brady now. I guess I saw the hand on his leg and freaked out about. I mean what would Carl have to say about it? I let the guy know I'm not happy, but when I whisper "Get the fuck out of my seat now" in his ear, he very quickly leaves the table and for a minute I have nothing to say. I can see Kieron is ready with a shit load of questions.
"Why would you do that Emmett?" asked Kieron sternly.
"He had his hands all over ye and I'm not having that."
"No he didn't, he was just being friendly that's all. And what does it matter to you anyway?"
"I'm just looking out for ye, I didn't like it, his hands on ye, touching ye."
"Why didn't you like it?"
"I mean Carl, Carl wouldn't like it would it?"
"But Carls not here is he? Let's just forget about it. I don't want it to spoil the evening Emmett okay?"
"You're right Kieron. Anyway I think it's your round."
"Okay same again?"
"Please and no chatting to strange men of I'll have to ring Carl."
"You wouldn't?"
"Try me."
I could tell by his face that he wasn't joking, but to be fair I didn't wanna be talking to other blokes anyway. I felt more than happy being in his company. If I didn't know better I would have thought he was jealous, but he couldn't be could he? I like him being protective of me, both on screen and off and I know I shouldn't, but I just can't help it. It's how he makes me feel I guess. I go back to the table and he is looking at me in that way, the way he would be looking at me if we were in character. I felt powerless to do anything but stare at him back with the same intensity.
I tried not to let it bother me, but seeing Kieron with some bloke's hands all over him made me feel something, something I thought I could only feel when I was acting. But here and now this wasn't acting, this was real and it scared the shit out of me. Maybe the drink is having more of an effect on me than I first thought. I watch him walk back from the bar; he looks awkward carrying the drinks and squeezing past other people, but at the same time he looks fascinating and I can't take my eyes off him. I can't help a smile escaping as he approaches the table.
Emmett suggests getting on the shots but I've already had enough, plus we both have work tomorrow and I really don't wanna be doing that with a hangover. We agree to call it a night and although it was my idea I can't help but feel disappointed. I guess I'd forgotten how great it felt to be in the company of Emmett Scanlan. We leave the pub and Emmett starts banging on about being hungry so I agree to go for a kebab with him just to shut him up. Emmett stuffs his face and I laugh loudly at him because right now he looks like a hamster.
I try everything to make him stay out a bit longer, even suggest getting on the shots, but he declines, says we both have work and I hate to admit that he's right. As we leave the pub I notice a kebab shop across the road, I go on and on about how hungry I am until he agrees to stay out for a bite to eat with me. We both order one and I watch as Kieron eats his like he's a girl, picking bits of lamb out delicately. He laughs at me as I stuff mine into my mouth like I haven't eaten for ages.
"I'd better order us a taxi Emmett."
"Ye just can't wait to get home to that little wife of yours can ye?"
"You're funny aren't ya?"
"Laugh a minute me."
"Taxi's gonna be about ten minutes."
"So what are we gonna do for the next ten minutes then? Any suggestions?"
"I could do with some air, shall we wait outside?"
"Yeah whatever you want Kieron."
We stand outside together and wait for the taxi to arrive. Emmett is standing close to me, too close for my liking. It's not that I don't like it because I do; maybe I like it too much and it's wrong when I have Carl at home waiting for me. I don't even know why I'm feeling like this, I'm sure it's just too much alcohol and that everything will be normal tomorrow. I'm suddenly desperate for the toilet and Emmett being the hero he is points to an alleyway close by. He stands guard and keeps a look out as I do my business up against a brick wall.
Kieron decides he needs the toilet and all I can do is show him where would be appropriate to go. I point to an alleyway and stand guard making sure that no one sees him and it takes everything I've got not to turn around and watch him. I hear that he has finished so I turn around to see and true enough he is walking towards me. He trips on something, probably his own two feet and I move forward to catch him which I do and he is laughing hysterically now. I don't laugh back because I'm too busy watching him, looking at him like he is the most irresistible thing in the world.
Can't believe I've tripped over and now Emmett is holding me up in his arms. I feel so stupid right now. I laugh out loud and if anyone walks by god knows what they'd think of two men down an alleyway. I stop laughing to see that Emmett is looking at me, really looking at me and it makes my heart race. I don't know what he is thinking but the next thing I know Emmett is pushing me up against the wall and he is so close to me that I can feel the warmth of his breath on my face. I know I should look away from him, but I can't.
I push Kieron against the wall and he is staring at me intently, wondering what I'm going to do next. He's not the only one as I'm wondering the same. All I know is that everything inside me is telling me to kiss him, but this isn't fucking Hollyoaks anymore, this is real life. My heart is pounding, and it feels like I'm getting lost in his eyes. I move closer to him, so close that I can almost taste him and I want to taste him more than anything. A loud beep from a car horn brings me back to reality and I move away from Kieron freeing him from my clutches.
"I'm sorry Kieron; I don't know what that was. I think I've had too much to drink."
"Let's just forget about it yeah? We'd better go back we don't wanna miss the taxi."
"Lead the way Mr Richardson."
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