Hi! Sorry I haven't updated this story in a while, wasn't really sure where I was going with it. But here's the next installment

Enjoy :) xx

Brendan had held Ste's hand the whole way back to the flat, surprisingly. He still didn't really know how Amy and Cheryl were going to react. In the past Amy didn't like him, hated him really but towards the end, moving in together starting a new life she seemed to accept it was alright. She never fully trusted Brendan, but she knew Ste was happy and Brendan was the reason for this. Cheryl was ecstatic they'd finally made their relationship public, cemented everything into place. Then all of that changed when the accident occured, both swearing that if Brendan left Ste now that was it. He was never going to return. He obviously had though, and that's why Brendan was anxious as Ste knocked on the door.

Brendan sighed, looking at Ste again. "Are you sure you want..."

Too late. The door had opened. Amy.

She stood there, mouth gaped open. She was speechless, unable to form any kinda of understandable sentence. "Are you..Errr...What the..?"

"Hiya." Ste smiled at her, pushing his way in, still holding Brendan's hand.

"Don't give me hiya Ste. Do you know who that is?"

"Yep his names Brendan."

"Well I know that..." She replied sarcasticly.

"And his my boyfriend."

Brendan looked down at Steven. He couldn't help but let out a little laugh. He didn't think Ste referring to him as that would tug at his heart as much as it did.

"Look Amy, I didn't mean for this to happen..." Brendan started before Amy interrupted his declaration.

"Oh trust me you did. You rang Cheryl, heard Ste's voice on the phone. Then you thought you'd come here and fuck with his head again. Get out."

"What? Amy he isn't going."

"Oh yes he is. Get the fuck out Brendan." Amy shouted, pushing Brendan out of the door before he got a chance to fight back, slamming it in his face.

Ste barged her out of the way, opening the door himself, closing it behind him.

Ste saw Brendan descending the stairs, leading the way to the village. "Brendan wait!"

Brendan turned round, seeing Ste smirking at him. He walked back towards the lad, taking his hand in his and fiddling with his fingers. "I'm sorry Steven."

"What for?"

"Everything."

"Is this about Amy? Honestly, forget her. I'll talk to her okay? I'm not gonna let her ruin this." Ste cupped Brendan's cheek in his hand before kissing him quickly. "You sure you don't wanna stay?"

"Don't tempt me Steven." Brendan laughed.

He wanted to stay of course he did, if Amy or Cheryl wasn't around he probably would again, but something stopped him. He knew that if this was a real first relationship sort of thing it would be deemed they were moving too fast. Brendan was already imagining a second chance at a future, going on holidays together, whereas in Ste's mind they'd only been together a matter of weeks.

"I'll text you later." Ste murmured.

"Better keep my phone by my side then eh?"

"You do that Brendan." Ste whispered, before kissing him again, this time with much more force.

Brendan took a slow walk home, remembering how successful tonight was. He may have slipped up telling Ste he loved him, but that soon got resolved. Ste didn't care that Brendan loved him. He wasn't in a position to tell Brendan he loved him back, but Brendan could at least see it in his eyes that he liked him just a little.

Brendan reached into his pocket for the key Anne had let him borrow, putting it into the lock. He shut the door behind him, putting on the living area light and dimming it a little. Walking over to the sink, filling a glass with water he noticed a note left out for him.

Hope you had a enjoyable night with lover-boy. Me and Riley are off out to a mate's birthday in Manchester tomorrow. House is free if you wanted to invite him over. Not coming home, just don't use my bed. X

Brendan let out a chuckle. He always did love Anne, almost like a second sister. The thought of using the bed where her and Riley.. No... Out of the question. Anyway, he wasn't going to take advantage of Steven that way. If Steven wanted to, then yeah of course he'd sleep with him, but Brendan wasn't going to be the one that initiated it. It was Ste's choice ultimately. Brendan didn't expect anything from him.

Ten minutes later, Brendan was lying in bed when he reached for his phone. He scalded himself for missing Steven after seeing him only moments earlier. He just wanted to be near him 24/7 like he used to be. He texted him.

Hey. Is everything okay?

Amy's still pissed off but she'll live. What you up to? X

Just lying in bed you?

Same. What you thinking of?

How much I enjoyed tonight. You?

I'm thinking of you Brendan...

Oh shit. Now I've got these thoughts running through my mind of Steven... Oh god...

I'm that irresistable eh? My flat-mate's out tomorrow night. Fancy a night in? I promise I won't cook.

I'm learning things about you, how much you love yourself. Sounds good, why what's wrong with your cooking?

I'll probably poison you...

Take away it is then. Shall I get a film?

As long as your favourite film has changed then yes.

It's Dirty Dancing?

Nope, hasn't changed. Can certainly tell you're gay Steven.

Shut it you. I'm going to sleep now. See you tomorrow. Night xxxx

Night Steven x

He wanted to tell him he loved him again, but decided against it. Tonight had been perfect, everything a first date should be like. He'd go to sleep happy, excited for what tomorrow would bring even if he did have to sit there and watch the one film he depised.

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