Sorry if this chapter is a bit shite lol, i think i was being over ambitious ... x

Ohhh and in this version Brendan stole the 200 grand from Warren but he didn't buy the club.

Dublin – Part 1

Ste's POV

Thursday rolled around pretty quickly and with each passing day I grew more and more excited. When I told Amy that I was going away with Brendan she was reluctant to let me go, to say the least, but I convinced her that it would be ok.

So there I stood outside the flat, bags packed, waiting for Brendan. Who was late...I kept glancing down at the new watch he had given me, watching the minutes tick by. It was now 6:40 and I was getting paranoid that maybe he had stood me up. I decided enough was enough and pulled my phone out of my pocket to ring him. Of course, as soon as I did this I saw a sleek black two door car tear around the corner and up the road towards my flat. The car pulled to a stop and Brendan hopped out wearing a pair of aviator sunglasses and chewing his trademark gum. Fair to say he looked hot.

"Sorry Stephen, got delayed. Come on hurry up we'll be late if ya keep standing there" He said. Cheek of him making out as if it's my fault were late.

"What, I've been waiting here for 40 minutes Bren, where were ya? I asked, not so sure I wanted to know the answer.

"I was buying this beauty" he exclaimed pointing the car, a BMW I noticed.

"Where the hell did you get the money for this type of car"

"Not important, get in" He smiled back cheekily before hopping into the car.

As I read the road signs along the way I began to feel even more and more certain that I knew exactly where we were going.

Brendan must have been reading my mind because soon after I thought that he asked "Figured out where we're headed yet?"

"Hmmm let me guess now, it wouldn't be Ireland by any chance" I said feeling certain I had guessed correctly.

He looked at me and smiled before, rather sarcastically, saying " Give the boy a prize".

We arrived at the Ferry port and drove on and parked the car up. Brendan said that it would only take about two hours to cross the Irish Sea so that he hadn't booked a cabin. Instead we roamed around the ship, got food and sat on the top deck looking at the endless sea around us and watching the sun set. All rather romantic, except every time I went near Brendan he shuffled further away from me.

After just under two hours had passes I could begin to make out the Dublin Skyline. There wasn't very much in the way of tall buildings, but two striped red and white chimneys stuck out, and the odd tall building. The ferry eventually docked in a place Brendan told me was called Dun Laoghaire, which I couldn't pronounce at all.

As we drove off the boat Brendan smiled at me "Welcome to Dublin, Stephen"

I could only smile back as I was too busy looking out the window getting my first glimpse of the place Brendan grew up.

The next morning I woke up in possibly the nicest room I had ever slept in. It was a suite really, the room had a very modern and swanky living room with a huge grey couch in front of a fireplace over which hung a massive flat screen TV. The bedroom was even nicer, in contrast to the modern sitting room it had a huge Oak four poster bed and a classic style couch and wardrobe. The fanciest part was the trunk at the bottom of the bed had a TV in it which could be raised at the touch of a button, Bren had showed me last night, he said it was the main reason he choose this room.

I could hear Brendan, already up, on the phone to someone in the living room. I could just about make out what he was saying " I dot give a shit what you have to do, just get it done. I'm only here till Sunday and I want my money, mate". With that he hung up and I entered the room.

"So, that's the real reason we came to Dublin is it?" I asked feeling pissed off at him.

"What, no Stephen. That's just a convenient coincidence, I swear to ya" he replied, looking sincere and somehow very sexy at the same time. But then he always looked sexy. I decided it was best to forgive and forget, and I had just the way to show him I forgave him, even though I didn't fully believe him.

And with that I wrapped my arms around him pulled him into a kiss, and dragged him back to the bed.