The click of the lid and fizzing coming from Archie's redbull can was like music to his ears, he took a long gulp and felt a lot more stable as soon as the amber, cold liquid slid down his throat - his hangover in raging and unfortuante form. Last night events were heavier than last, so heavy that Archie had woken up halfway in the tent with no top on. The gang were far more chilled and quiet today, their voices too loud for their sensitive, hungover hearing. Archie had to admit, he couldn't remember the last time he'd ever drunk without getting a hangover - the thought of alcohol enough to make his stomach lurch. Now, to adults and outsiders it looked as if the gang were heavy drug abusers who drunk alcohol as if it were going out of fashion; but they weren't - they were just having a good time! No harm, no foul and all that.

As Archie drank his Redbull and tried to remember last night's events, only pieces came back in small fragments - mainly images of Johnny. Archie glanced over at Johnny from across the camp and felt only confusion, Johnny was currently talking to Finn; who had his hood up and was chewie on a drawstring of his zip-up hoodie in thought as he listened to Johnny. Johnny quipped a remark, causing Finn to drop the drawstring from his mouth, let out a laugh and began to take down his tent. Finn said something, which caused Johnny to let out a howl of laughter. Johnny then caught Archie's eye before quickly turning away and helping Finn.

"Archie!" Archie heard before a hand landed on his shoulder, he jumped; causing sploshes of redbull to overspill from the can and splatter on the the grass below. He turned and saw Rae, he let out an exhale, "Fuckin' 'ell, Rae. Nearly shit me kecks then", She let out a snort of laughter before she asked, "Y' ready t' go?" Archie nodded, "Yeh, all mine and Johnny's stuff in the car. Just waitin' for y' lazy bastards", He quipped jokingly, in which she boomed, "Y' cheeky fucker!" The pair shared a laugh, Rae's laughter quietened before she took a moment of thought, before continuing, "Listen, Archie, the other day whe-" "Rae!" Called out Chop from by his tent, she gave Archie a look of sorry before throwing on her "Rae face" And walking over to Chop, shouting, "Wha' now, dick'ed!?"

There was one thing that always amazed Archie about Rae and it was her ability to switch from vulnerablity to her loud-persona within seconds, it was almost an art - as Finn once said. He then frowned, what could she want? Now, as spontenous and random Rae could be; it was usually in a funny and sarcastic manner - but look on her face told otherwise. Archie then made a mental note to collar her over it later, Finn then called Archie over for help... His turn to turn on his own loud-persona.

Rae and Finn had decided that they were going to do this little fling for a week, a trial - if you will. On the drive home there was something different about the two, not so much of a sexual difference - but more a relaxed difference. Her agreement opened, somewhat, of a mental gateway between the two. On the drive home they could be as touchy, flirty and kissy as they wanted - and they didn't have to hide. They were out of prying eyes, they could be Rae and Finn - the two that were always meant to be. To Finn, it felt more right than it did to Rae - obviously Al in the back of her mind, constantly. The thought of Chloe had crossed Finn's mind occasionally but he mentally swatted it away, what's done was done and he was going through with this - With Rae's permission, of course. That was also another thought nesting in Finn's mind, the constant worry of her pulling out of this last minute - her love for Al taking over and shooting Finn down. It'd had only been, what, two hours? God, if he was like this now - imagine what he'd be like over the next 7 days...

Obviously this was going to be no fairytale romance, this was going to be a bogstandard, sneaking around, tiresome affair - full of quickies and secret glances. But, it was what drove Rae to agreeing to it; the excitement made her take this little challenge head on. Rae being Rae loved a good challenge and this was the excitement she so desperately needed in her black and white, boxed life. She was in love with the idea of this seedy little fling, most would say it was wrong but that was also another thing that helped Rae agree - going against her morals and everyone else's. Rae's heart would race at the thought of the little touches he'd give, eg. Pinching her arse and then smirking as he walked away, or their hands brushing against one another's as they walked amongst the group. Speaking of touches, one thing they could do in view of the gang was the whole writing messages on each other - it was their thing and always had been - And no one in the gang would bat an eyelid, and the thought of writing certain types of messages on Finn's thigh and in front of everyone made Rae want to vomit with excitement. The torments from Chloe, about Rae being bigger and about how lads didn't like it made Rae want to wank Finn off in front of Chloe whilst putting her middle finger up. Suck on that, Choe.

"Wha' y' thinkin' about?" Finn asked as he stroked her arm, the pair were currently lying in Finn's bed - nothing but a duvet to cover their modesty, well Rae also wore her T-shirt as being completely naked in front of Finn was something Rae was not quite comfortable with. He had an arm around her shoulder, playing with a strand of her hair as she curled into his side and rested her head into the crook of his neck. She frowned before playfully quipping, "I was just thinkin' about... 'ow am gonna tell y' about 'ow much y' stink", He then smirked before quipped, "Oh 'ave a word", The two shared a laugh before Finn lifted his head up a little and then back down as he tried to find a more comfortable position. Finn then looked over the top of her head, watching her hair fall through his fingers like silk, "I don't want y' t' go", She sighed into his chest, "As much as I 'ate t' say it, I 'ave t' as mum's expecting me for tea", He then dropped his hand onto the pillow and frowned, "Can't y' just ring up and say y' ill?" She shook her head, "No, as I 'aven't been round in ages", There was a pause before Finn then whined, "But Raeeee", She then mocked, "But Fiiiiinn".

She then sat up, swung her legs around, sat on the edge of the bed and searched the floor for her jeans. Once found, she slid them up her legs, shimming into them as she stood before fastening them up. He sat up and watched her as she threw on her Converse and shrugged on her plaid shirt, he then scratched the back of his ear as it grew awkward; the pair unsure whether to kiss or just say goodbye. He then asked, "Y' comin' down the pub after?" She shook her head, "No, mum wants me t' stay over", He then nodded slowly, "Fair enough", Another awkward silence fell between the two before Rae then piped up, "Am gonna go, s'y' later yeh?" He then nodded and as she left he then called out, humour in his tone, "Cause tha' wasn' awkward!" In which she called back, "Piss off!" He let out a laugh.

A moment or two passed before he heard the front door creak open and close, once he heard so; he threw himself onto the bed and ran his hands over his face and through his hair. He let out an exhale and widened his eyes before scoffing a laugh of disbelief, he had finally done it. He had finally got his shit together and got rid of that bastard sexual elephant in the room that always stood between him and Rae. He and Rae were finally together, well, of sorts as it was early days - and he was still with somebody else. Sure, it was just a bit of a laugh and sex; but it was a start. Now, how Finn was going to get through this little fling without letting it slip that he loved her was beyond him...

Finn decided he needed a bit of normality, a bit of chill time and laughter - no more of this drama and bullshit. As evening transcended into night, Finn made his way to The Vaults. It wasn't as busy, so it was easy to scope the gang out - well, they were at their regular table; so it was easy to spot them anyway. Chloe sprinted over, almost knocking him down as her arms flung around his neck. His arms automatically slid around her waist and he planted a massive kiss upon her lips, he then began playfully pecking her face with kisses; causing her to giggle. A massive grin spilled onto his lips as he took in her face, he had to admit; he had missed her, "Hi", He jokingly quipped. She laughed and rolled her eyes, "Iya", The pair shared another kiss before they shared a massive hug, he groaned, "Fuck me I've missed ya", He then kissed her temple before hugging her tighter, his chin resting on her shoulder, "When y' two love birds are done, maybe y'd like t' join us", Piped up Chop. Finn rolled his eyes as he and Chloe pulled away, Chloe had her back to Finn; causing him to slid his arms around her stomach and rest his chin on her shoulder. He scanned the table and all but Rae were there and Finn knew why but to keep the act going, so he frowned as he asked "Where's Rae?" Chop shrugged before saying, "Dunno, 'er mam's or summat", Finn nodded, "Fair do's", He then pulled away from Chloe but kept one arm around her waist as he took a place in her seat, pulling her onto his lap and securing her with his hands across her stomach.

"So, wha' we talkin' about?" Finn asked, eyebrows raised. Izzy took a sip of her water before saying with an eyeroll, "About red top milk", In which Finn let out a laugh, "Y' fuckin' wha'?" Izzy then sighed, "Ask knob'ed over 'ere", She said, knocking her elbow into Chop; who piped up, "No, right, 'ear me out yeh. Red top milk is the worst out of 'em all, it just taste like milk flavoured water", Izzy then argued, "It does not! It's well nice, especially in tea", Chop then frowned as he leaned forward, resting one arm on the table, pointing the beer mat he was playing with in his other hand at her and using it as he talked "Wha' fuckin' world d'y' live in? Red top milk is rank", Before he then chucked the beer mat onto the table and sitting back. Johnny then exhaled some of his smoke and used his cigarette as he talked, "Sorry, Iz. Am gonna 'ave t' agree with Chop and say it's the worst of milks, it taste like cat piss", In which Archie then asked, just before he took a sip of his pint, "'ang on, 'ow d'ya know wha' cat piss tastes like?" Which Finn then joked, sarcasm dripped from his tone like beer dripped from Archie's pint glass, "Yeh, Johnny. 'ow would y'know wha' cat piss tastes like? Y' dirty bastard", Causing the gang to double over and Johnny just shook his head, unable to stop the smirk from twitching upon his lips.

As time grew on, Finn relaxed more and more; it was nice to be back to normal. Well, as normal as he could be. Although it did feel strange without Rae being his wingman, he brushed it off as he could see Rae any time he wanted. It grew to ten and there was no signs of anybody leaving just yet, Finn rested his chin on Chloe's shoulder; who was still sat on his knee and talking about something on telly with Al. Chloe then put the conversation on hold as she took a sip of her vodka and coke, Finn then asked her, "Chlo", She then swallowed her drink and asked, "Mm?" "Wha' d'y' fancy doin' tomorrow? After we break-up for Christmas term?" This being in referal to their third anniversary, something Finn never forgot as it was exactly one week before Christmas. She then shrugged, trying to play it cool at the fact he'd remembered, "Well, wha' d'y' wanna do?" He then he rolled his eyes, "Are we realllyyy gonna start this?" In which she snorted a laugh, he then turned all soft, "I love y'", In which she joked, "Eurgh! Y' big girl", In which he rolled his eyes before his bladder craved his attention, "Stand up a sec, babe. Need a wee", He then lifted her off his knee as he rose before quickly leaving for the toilets.

Once his bladder was taken care of, he zipped up his fly and turned. He jumped slightly to see Al in the doorway of the toilets, in which he asked, "Oh, alright, mate?" Al said nothing but stared, causing Finn to feel a little more than awkward. Finn rushed over to the sinks and began washing his hands, once washed; he wiped the excess driplets onto his jeans. Al said nothing but watched Finn, Finn felt more than uncomfortable and gave Al a small, tight-lipped smile as he quickly exited the toilets. Al gave a smirk to himself as Finn left, the smirk that showed he knew the truth and by Finn's uncomfortable fidgeting he displayed only moments ago confirmed that sacred information that Al knew - Which caused the clogs in Al's wicked mind to turn as plans began to create and were born.

Let the games begin, Finny boy.