"Did it really mean nothing to you?''

Sinead's POV; As I look around, the families upon the dance floor, the couples surrounding the bar, my family, Freddie's family, all getting along for once. I let out a small sigh as I took a sip from my glass of champagne. So, I was now a married woman. Never did I believe this would happen, so soon, so quickly. As I hear the DJ, calling out for me and Freddie, the newly wedded couple for our first dance, I place down the glass as I walk onto the dance floor, wrapping my arms around Freddie's neck as I did. As we danced, I looked over to where Robbie was, seeing his hand lock between Phoebe's. My heart sinks as I place make head on Freddie's shoulder, turning away from the two.

Freddie POV; I look around at the full up club, everybody enjoying themselves. I was now married, and although I loved Sinead, with every piece of my heart, Lindsey wasn't going to leave my mind. It should've been her. Here, with me, this, this wedding. As I hear my name being called, I step away from my family, stepping onto the dancefloor as I wrap my arms around Sinead, beginning to slow dance with her, a sheepish look upon my face as I stare over to Lindsey before turning back to Sinead.

''I love you..'' I hear her say, over the sound of the music.

''I-I love you too.'' I said reluctantly, giving away a small smile to the red haired.

Robbie POV; Standing alongside Phoebe, a glass of girly champagne in my hand and my other entwined with hers, I look over to where Sinead and Freddie both were, their first dance. I sighed lightly as she I saw the two. I wanted her, I wanted Sinead. But now they were married, there was no chance. She was happy, he was happy, I just wish it could've been different. I look over to Phoebe as she nudges me, giving a small mile as I smile back gently.

''You okay?'' I hear, looking at Phoebe.

I turn away for a few moments before looking back at the young girl. "I just need some air." I say, placing down the glass as I stand up, signalling a discreet nod to Sinead as I walk from the club, down the metal stairs and outside into the cold night, sparking up a cigarette as I waited.

Sinead POV; I finish the song, bringing my head up from Freddie's shoulder and placing a gentle kiss on his lips before looking at him. ''I'll be back in a minute.'' I said before walking from the club, pulling up the long train on my dress as I walked. Walking down the metal stairs, my heels making a loud noise. I sighed as I stood in front of him, in front of Robbie.

''What is it? What do you want?'' I said in a stern tone, looking at the male.

''Sinead, I saw that. In there. You're not very good at hiding things are you?'' He said, a smirk upon his face as he looked at me.

''What do you mean? Nothing happened in there.'' I say, denying the fact that I was jealous.

''The way you looked at me. That wasn't nothing. '' He said, taking a couple of steps closer to me.

''I looked at you, because I know you're lying to Phoebe. And I feel for her, okay?'' I say, looking at him as he walks closer.

''Did I really mean nothing to you, Sinead?'' He said, letting out small sigh. He knew she was denying feelings between the two.

I look away, showing no signs of weakness as I fight those niggly tears. ''It meant nothing, YOU mean nothing to me.'' I say, looking him up and down with a stern face.

"Sinead, just…'' He said before walking a little closer, placing a kiss onto my lips.

I kiss back before realising what I'm doing, pushing him away as I throw a slap.

''You're nothing. You're scum.'' I say, going right up close to him. "Huh.''

I turn on my heels, pulling up my train once more as I walk back up into the club, wiping a single tear from my cheek as I take a deep breath in the doorway. I walk back into the club, acting as though nothing had happened.

Robbie POV; One hand on my right cheek, feeling the heat from the deadly slap that Sinead had just thrown at me. I laugh to myself, before pulling out my mobile, typing out a text that read;

'You know, you're dead sexy when you're angry.'

I chuckle as I hit send, wondering of the reply, before walking back up to the club, back over to my seat where Phoebe was, entwining my hand with hers.

Will Sinead admit? Will Robbie get the girl?