'Tell me it isn't true.'

Sinead POV; I look up at the club, the music had started playing again, but you could still hear the arguing, the distress over it. I sit back down on the bench, biting my nails a little as I sit nervously. I can't do it, can I? I can't face them. I can't face Freddie. No, I had to. I won't let him, that spiteful little boy ruin this day for me. As I stand back up, wiping away the smudged black mascara on my face, I give off a stern look to my mum, pulling up the train on my dress once more and walking up the stairs and back into the club.

Freddie POV; Seriously. My own brother. My own brother is trying to ruin my wedding, mine and Sinead's day. I look over at both Robbie and Phoebe, shaking my head lightly. I look over to Lindsey and sigh as I see her and Joe. As I turn back around, I see Sinead. I quickly walk over to the red haired, pulling her into a hug.

"Hey. Don't let them spoil today. We both know what he's like, and what she's like for that matter." I say in a soft tone, my arms around Sinead.

"I won't. I just, hoped it wouldn't be like this." She said, looking up at me.

"It's not like anything. Look, we'll just end it here, yeah? We'll go home and pack for the honeymoon. They can sort their heads out." I say, looking down at her with a slight smile.

"Sounds perfect. I just, I don't want to be here, anymore." She says before pulling out of my hug and standing alone. "I'll see you at home." She replies before walking away.

I nod as I turn to the bar and announce that the party ends here.

Robbie POV; I look at Phoebe, anger in my face as she acts as though nothing had happened. I couldn't do this. Act as though there was nothing there between me and Sinead. I look at Sinead as I watch her walk from the club. It was my fault. My feelings. I stand up, shoving the glass on the side, looking down at Phoebe.

"This. This is your fault, Phoebe." I say before shaking my head a little and walking out from the club, down the metal stairs as I reach Sinead at the bottom, grabbing her arm to stop her from walking.

"Sinead. Just, listen to me. I didn't plan for that you know, it was Phoebe. She saw us." I say, looking at the red haired.

"Still! I don't care about your feelings, Robbie. This? This has wrecked my day." She says, turning away and looking down as a fight the tears.

"You know, last night wasn't a mistake." I say, before placing a finger under her chin and pulling her head up to face me. "The feelings are there, Sinead. You can't fight them for good you know?" I say.

"I love Freddie, and I only love Freddie." She says, looking at me as a tear rolls down her cheek.

"Hey." I say, wiping the tear from her cheek. "I know. But something is there. I know it is." I say, looking at her as she looks at me. As I leant in, pulling her into a gentle I kiss, I felt the connection between us both.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." She said, pulling away from him as she looked down. "I just, I can't." She said, breaking slightly as she pushed my arm away before turning on her heels and walking from the carpark, looking back briefly at me.

Robbie POV; There has got to be another way. I need Sinead in my life, and she clearly isn't going to give in this way. Maybe it's time to step it up a notch, maybe I need to move on from Phoebe and show Sinead that I like her? No, that's too soft. Ew, I'm going mushy now. I need to bring the bad boy back, that's how I got her that time.

Sinead POV; Urgh. Feelings, go away. Nobody wants you around here. I knew that after last night there was something between us. I could feel the connection. But I loved Freddie. And this was our wedding night, I couldn't admit to anyone, not even myself that I like Robbie, that I have those dreaded feelings. Maybe it's what I need, maybe I don't need to admit it and just carry on with my life, they'll go away at somepoint, I'm sure. I walk back to the Board house, unlocking the glass door as I walk in, going into my bedroom and getting changed from my beautiful ball gown. I hang it up and smile slightly as I sit down. I look at the text from Robbie, sighing as I feel all those sparks again. Chucking my phone to the floor, I curl up, wrapping my arms around my knees as I cry. Just for everything to be normal. That's all I want.

When Sinead comes back from her honeymoon, will she admit the feelings she has for bad boy Robbie?