It is Christmas after all, so here you all go, another chapter. :P It's a bit short, sorry about that.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

John Paul

I wake up with a smile, turning in the bed I see that he isn't there, but there's a note on his pillow. I reach for it and stroke the words with my finger, his handwriting is beautiful, just like him,

"John Paul,

Didn't have the heart to wake you when I got up, have to dash to a couple of classes, will be back home soon.

You've made me so happy last night, thank you for wanting me, for loving me, thank you for wanting to move to Dublin.

I'll see you soon.

Craig

xxx."

I sigh happily and reread the note a couple of times, he was so happy last night, the joy in his eyes when I told him that I would come to live here with him, it was indescribable. It's the right decision, I know it is, because I love him and we're meant to be together. I feel like I fought so hard to get him, and then I let him go because he wasn't ready, but he is now, he is ready to be with me now and he is proud of being out in public with me now, he isn't bothered about kissing me, or holding my hand or anything when we are out and about, and as I told him, I know he won't ever hurt me again. I know I can trust him. I know that he loves me because I love him just as much.

I decide to go shower, so I get out of bed, find my towel and a change of clothes from his closet and head for the shower, I can hear the TV is on downstairs, so someone is home, I think as I close the bathroom door and undress.

I head back up to the room after having showered and dressed and decide to go on the computer, check my emails and maybe catch Hannah online. As luck would have it she is online and we IM each other for a bit, her asking me all about Dublin and Craig and how things are going, and me being as giddy as a school girl, telling her how in love I am, how happy Craig makes me and how perfect being with him is now that he isn't afraid to show me that he loves me out in public. "He's proud to be with me Han, really proud." I write her and she tells me she's really pleased for me. I decided against telling her that I am moving, that's something I want to do in person. She leaves soon thereafter, had plans with Danny she told me and it made me glad that she had someone special in her life, someone who could love her the way I couldn't.

I check my email and see that aside from the usual school stuff there's nothing interesting there, so I just end up checking out the music releases, seeing what new stuff there is out there, and then checking some sites for some records that I'd like to have for my DJ'ing. This is my favorite pastime, it relaxes me, gives me energy to deal with things, and I have a feeling of having to deal with Rich for a while, cause he won't stop loving my boyfriend just like that, it will take time and he will most probably think there is still some hope, and I won't be surprised if he tries it on with Craig when Craig is drunk or is missing me badly.

"John Paul?" I jump in the chair as my name is shouted rather loudly from the bottom of the house and smile as it's Craig.

"Up here sweetheart," I call back, and not a minute later he is bolting into the room, smiling as he sees me sat on the computer.

"Hey," he says happily as he stops behind me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and kissing me on the cheek, "I missed you,"

"Missed you too," I turn my head and kiss him on the lips.

"Anything good on there?" he asks as he sits down on my lap and points to the computer.

"Some records and stuff that I want, just checking, oh and I talked to Han,"

"Yeah? How is she?"

"Good, didn't stay for long though, had plans with her boyfriend," I smile, "I'm glad she has someone who can love her the way she deserves to be loved." Craig nods his head thoughtfully, then reaches for the computer and shuts it down.

"Come on," he gets up and grips my hand, "We've got something to do." He continues and then starts pulling me out of the room, I barely have time to get my shoes on my feet, before I am being dragged down the stairs.

"Craig, where are we going?"

"You'll see," he says with a smile as we reach the front door, and before I can say anything he's outside, I close the door behind me and go after him, we fall into step after a couple of seconds.

"What have you planned?" I wonder.

"You'll see," he tells me again, and then begins to tell me about his day so far, not letting me say anything else until we reach our destination. He takes out his keys and locks us in, then locks the door behind us.

I look around, the place is really huge, especially on a Monday when it's empty, "Craig, why are we at the club again?" I look questioningly at him, but he just shrugs and walks through the door to the back rooms, I frown and am about to go after him when he reappears with Ben.

Craig

"I was thinking," I say as Ben and John Paul greet each other, "Ben you offered John Paul here a job the other night, right?" I ask Ben who looks at John Paul for a moment and then looks at me.

"Yes I did."

"Offer still stand?"

"Yeah… Why?" Ben wonders.

"Cause, well you see John Paul will be moving to Dublin soon, to live with me and the guys and… " I walk over to John Paul and grip his hand, placing a soft kiss on his open mouth, "Well I just want to make sure he has a job set up for him for when he actually does make the move." I pause for a minute to look at John Paul and then turn to look at Ben, "I figured we'd tell you, so that you could write up a contract, so that he can sign it one of the days this week."

"Craig my moving here is months away still, I have to finish school and all, you know that." John Paul tells me and I nod my head and squeeze his hand.

"I know, but for after you come, cause you'll come as soon as school ends, right? Then we can have some holiday together and then you can start here same week as we're from the holiday, yeah?"

He chuckles and nods his head, "Yeah I'll move as soon as I am finished with this term at school," I smile then, and turn to look at Ben.

"Mid-August good for you?" I ask him moments before he chuckles and shakes his head.

"You're one of a kind Craig, you really are," he looks from me to John Paul, then holds out his hand to my boyfriend, "Mid-August it is then," I look at John Paul and smile as he shakes Ben's hand.

"Sounds good to me," John Paul smiles, "You got time to talk about it now, or should we come back another day?"

"We can talk now, then I can draw up the contract in the next couple of days and… When are you working this week Craig?" He looks at me.

"Thursday to Saturday."

"Right, then you can look at it Thursday, and if there are no alterations, or anything you disagree with then we can sign you on there."

"Sounds good," John Paul smiles and Ben nods his head, telling us to follow him, so we do, we go to his office and we talk about which nights he wants John Paul to work, turns out he wants to give him the Friday and Saturday night spots, which is huge, those are the nights we usually have the most customers, seems that Ant would be leaving us soon as he'd been offered a good job in Spain and well I suppose it was a blessing in the sky that he got that job there. We sort most of the practical things, like salary and work hours, breaks and all that as we sit there.

Ben is one of the good guys, he looks out after the people who work for him, there's never been a situation where he'd blamed anyone for his own mistakes, he was just one of the guys at work, just he was also our boss, nothing more and nothing less.

This club he'd had for a couple of years now, and it was a success. I was lucky to work there to be honest, he'd more or less offered me the job one day as he was at the pub where Jack had helped get me a job, we had been two people working that day and the other guy got sick, deserted me with a full pub to look after. How I managed I don't know, but Ben had been there that day. He'd watched me do my job all alone for two hours, as him and his mates had been out on a night of fun, and he'd seen how I'd handled myself in that rather stressful situation. He'd returned the next day and seen me, and well gave me his card, told me he had been impressed with what he'd seen the previous night and that he'd like me to work at his club.

Naturally I had been apprehensive at first, this stranger was telling me he had kept an eye on me for two hours, but I had checked out the club when I'd gotten home, had looked Ben up too, and I was impressed. He had what I wanted by the time I was thirty, and was on his way to be a millionaire, one of the people to watch, he had been described as in the articles I'd found, and I'd figured if this bloke saw some potential in me then it would be a good idea to work for him. I'd probably learn more from him than from the manager at the pub anyways, so I called him the next day and he told me to come in for a trial run that night, which I did and I've been working there ever since. Best part was that the salary was so good that I only had to work two or three nights each week and have enough money to pay all my bills and still have enough for myself and to put some away in savings.

Now he wanted my boyfriend to work for him too, and that was just brilliant, cause this will give John Paul the connections he needs to become a superstar DJ, all in all it's great, and for Ben to see potential in both of us is just incredible to say the least.

Craig

"That's the job sorted for you then," I tell John Paul as we leave the club, making him smile and nod his head. I can tell he still can't believe it, can't believe the amount of money he'd be paid for working two nights a week. "Warren will be sorry when he loses you and you become a superstar, he'll kick himself that he didn't pay you decent wages, cause you'll draw in huge crowds and that'll bring in loads of cash for the club…" I nod to myself, "Whoever will replace you at the Loft won't ever cut it, they'll all suck." I carry one with a smirk making him chuckle.

"It is amazing this job," he agrees with me, "I'd be able to help out back home too, for a bit at least," I nod my head as he says this, he's told me about the social welfare thing and the probable fine that Myra would be getting. I know they are all trying to help their mum with bills and such now, all chipping in with what they can and it just makes me love him even more that he cares that much for his family. I know loads of people who wouldn't bother at all, would just say fuck it, I've moved, let them deal with their own problems, but not the McQueens, they're a close knit family.

"It's your money to do with what you want," I tell him as I kiss his cheek, "Now come on, I don't like the look of those clouds," I point to the sky and after looking up he agrees with me. Hurrying up, we get home about ten minutes later, thankful that it didn't start raining.

"Stick the kettle on, will ya?" I ask as we get home and he heads to the kitchen as I dash up to the bathroom.

"John Paul," I call out as I begin to go down the stairs again, he pops his head out the kitchen door and looks at me, "Should we make you a key for the house now, or later?"

He chuckles and shakes his head as he goes back into the kitchen, I follow him out there, sit down at the table and watch him pour milk in our mugs, then add sugar to mine. He carries the mugs over to the table, sitting down opposite me with a smile on his lips. "Sweetheart, there's no rush, we don't need to get everything sorted for me now, let's just do things on each visit, so that when I move here everything is set and I can just slip into my new life with you, without having to worry about things."

I grin sheepishly and nod my head as I grip his hand giving it a light squeeze, "I'm just excited," I bite my lip and shrug innocently.

"I know you are sweetheart, and it'd be great if we got everything set this week, but we can't, we'd end up forgetting something anyways, so it's better to just do a little bit on every visit, cause that way we can think about what needs to be sorted when we're not together, and then sort it when we are together." He tells me and it makes sense, he's right, I know this and he knows this.

"Right, well then key for you to be made on the next visit, and we already sorted out the job thing and the housing thing for you on this trip," I smile before continuing, "suppose we're done, we can just relax and enjoy ourselves?"

"Suppose so," he agrees, "But you forgot something else that we got sorted on this trip," he tells me and I frown then look questioningly at him as I can't seem to recall what I forgot, "Us…" he says simply, "We got us back, we're an us now." He looks lovingly at me and my heart just beats that little bit faster, I bite my lip again and nod my head.

"Yeah, we got us back," I repeat his words as I look into his eyes and I can see all his love for me shining in those ocean blue pools, a love that I am sure he can see mirrored in my eyes as he gazes into them.

How long we sit like that just looking into each other's eyes, I am not exactly sure of, but we are snapped out of our little moment by the arrival of Rich and Rae in the kitchen, Rich doesn't say anything, doesn't even look at us, Rae smiles and I can tell from one look into her eyes that she's taking care of Rich still, I smile and sip my tea, nearly spitting it out again, it had gone cold, really cold. "Eugh, that's rather vile," I tell John Paul as I swallow the cold drink.

He raises an eyebrow, looking rather amused, "I think that's the first time you've said that about one of my cups of tea," he chuckles as he takes the mug from me. He carries our mugs over to the sink, pouring the tea out and rinsing them, before placing them in the dishwasher. My eyes are on him throughout this, I am sure I let out some sort of groan when he bends down and the skin of his back is exposed, at least judging by the looks I get from Rae and him. I grin sheepishly and bite my lip as he walks back over to me. "Come on then, we can keep warm in another way," he winks teasingly as he takes a hold of my hand, pulling me up with him. I giggle at this, ignoring the sigh from Rich, and drag John Paul out of the kitchen with me.

We practically run up the stairs, and it's not long after we get into the room that we are naked under the covers warming each other up with kisses and strokes and grinding of our hardening cocks. He makes me come like that and moments later he comes too, covering my belly and cock with his juices, them blending with mine from moments before. We fall back to just kissing again, small soft pecks, long lingering kisses, full on snogs, anything really, and it's not long till we're both hard again. "Oh, I got something," I remember, and push him gently off of me as I get out of bed and go get my bag, I root through it until I get the item I've bought. Dropping the bag onto the floor, I jump into bed again facing John Paul and hand him the bottle, making him chuckle. "About time we got some lube eh?"

"Yeah," he agrees as he flips the lid and squeezes some of the liquid onto his fingers, rubbing his fingers together he warms it up and then reaches behind me. I gasp as he breaches me and then relax as he prepares me for his cock, he is so tender, so careful, so loving that it just makes me want to weep, I know, I just know he'll never hurt me, I know he'll always protect me and will always be there for me when I need him.

I see stars before my eyes as he brushes over my prostate and whimper when he extracts his fingers, but his smile reassures me that he is only going to get himself ready and then he'll be back to pleasuring me.

I watch mesmerized as he applies lube to his cock and lie down on my back, ready to lift my legs when he tells me to get on my side, as I do, he hoists my leg up and positions himself behind me, I groan when he pushes himself in, in one solid thrust and look back at him, he kisses me then and begins to slowly fuck me, picking up the pace as I moan and whimper and groan. "On your front," he instructs after a while, and then as I get on my front, he really lets go and fucks me harder and harder and harder. He fucks me so hard that I have to bury my head in the pillow to muffle my cries of ecstasy as he repeatedly brushed over my prostate. I end up coming on the sheets, at the same time as he comes inside of me while calling out my name.

Cuddling up next to him afterwards I pepper his face with soft kisses, "I love you so much," I whisper in his ear as he holds me close to him.

"Love you too sweetheart," I smile and watch him as he dozes off, before I too close my eyes and let sleep sweep over me.

That's all for now. I hope you enjoyed.

Thanks for reading. :)