'Why are you being like this?'
Not long over a week since the wedding night of Freddie and Sinead's. They'd been on their honeymoon to the romantic location of Paris. As Sinead lugged her suitcase behind her, walking through into the Roscoe's household, along Freddie followed.
Sinead POV; Urgh. Well what fun that was. Half the time me and Freddie were arguing and the other half we were all loved up. Why aren't we working? Everything was perfect before, why can't it go back to being like that? I sigh as I lug my suitcase into the Roscoe's house, whilst mid argument with my 'husband'.
''It's not my fault that it happened though, was it? You're mistakes, 'babe'." I say, dropping my large suitcase by the door as I turn to face Freddie.
"Oh well I'm sorry. I'll just get out your way." He says, picking up his suitcase as he walks up the stair case, into his room as he slams the door shut.
"Oops, and there he goes again." I say, throwing my arms in the air as I let out a sigh, walking into the kitchen.
Freddie POV; Walking into my home, lugging my suitcase up the stair case and chucking it into my room, slamming the door behind me, I think of what just happened. That whole honeymoon. It was nothing like I planned, not atall. I pull out my mobile as I briefly check the text messages. Urgh, what was this? Why were me and Sinead the way we were? I chuck my phone beside me before sitting down on the edge of the bed, placing my head in my hands.
Robbie POV; From upstairs, I can hear the arguing. Well, it's obvious Freddie and Sinead have arrived home from their honeymoon. I sigh, climbing down from the top bunk bed I was sitting on and walking from mine and Jase's bedroom. Peering my head over the banister of the stairs, I continue to walk down, seeing the family in the kitchen, Sinead with her head in her hands as she talked to Sandy. I walked through, casually, as I grabbed the orange juice box from the fridge and poured a glass.
"Take it the honeymoon was a total and utter fail then?" I said, stopping myself from laughing.
"Oh shut up, Robbie. She's got enough on her plate." Sandy said, nudging me in the arm.
"Don't worry about it Sand. I'm used to your boys and their idiotic behaviour now." She says before standing up and storming from our house. My god did that girl have a temper was the thought going round in my head.
As I watch her leave, I follow, Sandy giving me a signal not to but of course, being me, ignoring it. I walked from the house and saw Sinead sitting outside on the front step. Taking a seat beside her.
" 'Ey, what's the old man done now?" I joke, looking at the girl.
"Oh leave it out. I've had enough with that one in there." She said, signalling towards the house. "Just go back inside." She mutters.
I stand up and begin to open the door when I hear her speak once more.
"Actually, Rob. I take that back." She says as she stands up, turning to face me. "Do you fancy coming for a coffee?"
I turn back to her, closing the door once more. Before I reply, I'm already walking away from the house. "So, tell me your troubles then." I call out as I begin to walk through the village.
All I can hear from behind is Sinead's giggling and the sound of her heels on the ground. "Wait up." She says, eventually catching up with me.
Is this Robbie's chance on getting the girl?
