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After an uneasy pause, Cally hesitantly turned off the TV and sat quietly down on the bed, head bowed as if to divert all attention from herself..

Eerin turned to Lister, she was breathing heavily and her eyes shone dangerously through a haze of tears "can you explain why the hell there is a woman in your bedroom bouncing about on your bed clad only in her underwear?"

Lister let out a nervous laugh "would you believe she's a friend?"

Eerin gave a smile that clearly said 'No way'. She then gave herself a little shake to regain her composure and marched past Lister. She was half way down the stairs when she suddenly turned back "I've forgotten something" Eerin said, smiling pleasantly at Lister, she then brought her hand across his cheek with such force Lister nearly toppled over.

"What was that for?" he moaned, holding his stinging cheek.

"That's for being a two timing bastard" screamed Eerin, racing towards the door.

"What was that about?" asked Cally, abandoning her attempt to go unnoticed,

Lister shook his head dejectedly "I wish I knew, one minute she was telling me she loved me…the next" he gently touched his cheek, wincing only slightly at the pain.

Cally made a shocked, splutter type noise "she said she loved you!"

"Yeah…"

"Then why the hell aren't you running after her?" she wailed angrily, Lister had barely opened his mouth to reply before Cally rolled her eyes "Men! Honestly, I'll be better off doin' it meself!" and with that she ran down the stairs, leapt gracefully over the couch before bolting through the door.

Lister took a second or two to wrap his head around what had just gone on "Cal" he yelled, racing after his friend "you're still in your underwear!"

Eerin meanwhile was waiting for the lift, she was sobbing uncontrollably. She'd gone round here after rejecting all doubts about Dave 'two timing' only to find out it was true…it was all too much to bear!

"EERIN!" came a shout from down the corridor,

Blinking the tears out of her eyes, Eerin got the shock of her life. The blonde 'bouncing on Dave's bed' girl was currently racing down the corridor…dressed only in her underwear, screaming Eerin's name and waving her arms about madly.

Eerin did what most normal people would do…she ran.

Who wouldn't when a screaming, half naked, scary Irish woman is chasing you?

Eerin made a dash for the stairs, briefly looking over her shoulder to see if she was still being chased.

"EERIN WAIT!" shouted Cally, stumbling slightly on the polished floor.

Eerin swore under her breath and continued to leg it. Lister at this point had just reached the lifts; he could hear frantic shouts coming from the stairs, so leant over the handrail to see Eerin running away being pursued by Cally.

"Shit…could this get any worse!" groaned Lister, before running after the both of them.

Eerin had just reached the bottom step when her foot slipped from beneath her and she tumbled to the floor, she cursed her descision to wear heels whilst pulling herself to her feet, she didn't have much time to dwell on it as someone, she guessed her hunter, rugby tackled her to the ground.

"Ow" screamed Eerin as she was grabbed by the shoulders and pinned to the floor.

"Right, stay where you are bitch or I'll-" hissed Cally, giving Eerin's hair a tug, she then stopped her with her threat "ohh, don't you have nice hair…aaaawww…it's so soft. I wish mine was like yours…mine keeps falling out with over dying…. i'm loosing more hair than my dad!"

When Lister finally caught up, he was fairly bemused to see Cally sat on a struggling Eerin, stroking her hair and nattering away.

"You know…if I weren't worried you'd hate me forever…I'd be really turned on by this situation!"

"Shut up" cried Eerin hysterically, "Why are you treating this like some big joke? I came round here, and I chose not to believe the tabloid scandals…I gave you the benefit of the doubt…I had you down as the type of person who wouldn't two time…well I was wrong!" she spat nastily.

Lister frowned in confusion "what?" he asked,

Eerin glared at him and jerked her head towards Cally "how many others are there?" she asked, voice laced in acid "how many more 'bit on the sides' have you got…or is she your favourite"

"Wait, wait" laughed Lister, as it all suddenly became clear "you think me and Cally are at it?" he then began laughing, and Cally joined in as she realised how enormously funny it was.

"Stop laughing" whined Eerin, "it's not funny"

"It is actually" giggled Cally, letting go of her, who leapt up immediately "me and Lister, we're just mates"

Eerin looked dubious, "oh yeah" she said haughtily "then why were you half naked in his bedroom"

"She was getting ready for a gig," explained Lister, walking towards Eerin "you didn't give me time to explain…me and her" he smiled at Cally "mates…that's all!"

"Yeah, I could never date him," said Cally "he's far too short!"

Lister pulled a face at being called short "6 foot 8s' short to you…lanky cow, besides I couldn't date you either…you're an alcoholic!"

"Borderline alcoholic." corrected Cally with a grin.

Eerin's cheeks turned red, "I've fucked up a bit here haven't I?"

Cally nodded, but Lister jabbed her in the ribs, "No, you just got a little bit ahead of yourself…and I'd like to state for the record that I'd never, ever, ever under any circumstances cheat on you when we're together…that is…if you still want me!"

"And if you don't have him…who else will!" joked Cally.

Eerin said nothing but ran and wrapped her arms around Lister's shoulders and overwhelmed him with kisses, "I love you" she managed to say in-between kisses.

For a few seconds the pair were lost in their own world, gazing into each other's eyes and smiling contentedly, the only thing that ruined the experience was a sudden shout from Cally

"Bollocks! My gig!"


Lister awoke to sunlight streaming in through his bedroom windows; he gave a smile and turned over to see the space next to him empty. He propped himself up onto his elbows, and gazed around the room where items of clothing had been thrown off in the passion. He stretched, before settling back into the warmth of the bed with a satisfied sigh.

"Morning gorgeous" came a voice from the bathroom door. Lister looked up to see Eerin, dripping wet, a towel loosely wrapped round her body, her long black hair hanging on her shoulder in shiny damp ringlets.

Lister quickly adjusted the covers to hide his 'pleasure' at seeing Eerin, and replied "Hi"

Eerin smiled seductively "you said you weren't a pretty sight when you first get up in the morning…I've got to disagree…I think you look incredibly sexy!"

Lister grinned "same to be said about you!"

Eerin gave a giggle and walked across the room, allowing the towel to slip down her back, revealing a tattoo of a pair of feathery angel wings.

'How did I miss that?' thought Lister, eyeing the tattoo. He didn't think about it much as Eerin then proceeded to drop the towel completely and Lister couldn't take it any more…

"Right, sex beast…I want you right now!" he growled, wrapping his arms around Eerin's waist and nuzzling her neck. Giggling and smiling the couple fell back onto the bed and…well you get the picture!