Chapter 5
Ste's point of view
We get into the chinese and Brendan takes forever to order, but me I've already got my mind made up, it's the same thing I always get. What can I say I'm a creature of habit..
Brendan's greedy though and ends up getting BBQ'd ribs, a chicken curry and salt and chilli chicken wings and I know there's no way he can really eat all of that. I just get special fried rice and a portion of chips that I know I'll end up eating half of before I'm full and just end up picking at for the rest of the night.
"Better get Chez something.." Brendan murmurs, "Ye don't mind if she's there do ye?"
"Nah, Cheryl's a right laugh" I say smiling at him, but can't help but feel awkward about it. Yeah we're seeing how things are going to go but should I really be getting cozy with his sister?
He gets her chicken noodle soup apparently it's her favourite. We walk back to his house, when we get in Cheryl looks shocked at seeing me while she's sat on the couch wide eyed,
"Ste!" she squeals "Nice to see ye again."
"Hiya" I say, "you too Cheryl"
"Well isn't this a surprise?" She asks, directing that question towards Brendan as she raises one of her eyebrows.
He just shrugs it off and asks, "Can we eat now?" Even though he's already got the food out on the table and carrying the plates and cutlery over.
We sit down and it's the first time I've ever seen Brendan eat, he scoffs it as if he's scared that it'll go cold. It should disgust me but it doesn't, instead I feel myself grinning. He looks up at me embarrassed as if he could feel my eyes on him,
"What?" he asks looking at me nervously,
"Ya eat like an animal!" I smirk while I nibble at a chip,
He gets all defensive and huffs, "Well ye don't need to watch me if it bothers ye that much."
I start laughing, that donkey laugh I've got, I hate it but I can't stop myself, "I weren't sayin it were a bad thing" I mutter while looking back down at my own plate.
"Looks like he's a keeper eh Bren?" Cheryl says raising her eyebrows, "Doesn't mind that your disgusting when ye eat".
Brendan grunts before he starts shovelling more food in his gob and Cheryl winks at me. When we've finished eating Cheryl takes the plates and starts washing them while Brendan stands up and makes his way over to the couch and turns the tv on then looks at me expectingly "Well ye gonna come over?"
I get up and move over to the couch and sit down beside him awkwardly, "What we watching then?" I ask him,
"Don't know, ye can pick" he says handing me the remote, I flick through the channels till I find the Big Bang Theory, I don't think it's really Brendan's thing but he doesn't complain anyway. He does the thing that I've seen in movies, pretends he's stretching and puts his arm round my shoulders.
It's cheesy and I can't help but to look at him and smirk "Really?"
"Really" he replies then starts laughing, more of a chuckle than an actual laugh.
Cheryl walks over, she looks at us and grins "Aw look at you's!"
"Shut up Chez" Brendan moans. Anyone could tell that they're siblings just by the way they act with each other.
"Aw look! Ste's blushing" Cheryl cackles while she takes a seat on the other couch,
"Nah" I say looking at Cheryl "I'm not." I turn to Brendan "I'm not am I?"
He doesn't answer just smirks. Brilliant, I'm blushing.
They drop it though which I'm grateful for. It's half eleven before Cheryl says, "Right well I'm going to bed, night you two"
We both say goodnight to her and when she gets up the stairs I take it as my que to leave, I get up and shove my jacket on.
"Where ye goin?" Brendan asks sleepily.
"Eh was just gonna head off home." I say feeling slightly awkward while gesturing with my thumb to the door.
"Ye not staying?" he asks sitting up properly, more awake now.
"Didn't know you wanted me to" I say to him, "I'm not a mind reader ya know" I smirk.
"Well ye wanna?" he asks not looking at me while he sniffs and picks at an imaginary lose thread on the couch,
"Yeah okay" I say sitting back beside him then I take my jacket back off, didn't take much to convince me did it? He puts his arm around me and pulls me closer to his side so I can rest my head on his shoulder.
"What's this shite ye made me watch anyway." He huffs,
"I thought ya were actual enjoying it." I grin at him,
He turns my head around to face him properly with a hand on my chin and automatically our lips come together. It's deep and passionate and eventually he has to carry me to his room before things get too heated.
When we get in his room he drops me onto the bed with a bounce and then goes to the door to close it, now that it's dark in the room I can just about make out his features. He pounces onto the bed beside me before I pull him in for another kiss, it's soft at first but it gets rougher and faster.
I start to unbutton Brendan's shirt while he tugs down my trackie bottoms. He sits up and unbuckles his belt and takes his jeans off while I take my tshirt off. He goes for my boxers and takes them all the way off then tugs his own off so that we're both naked.
We just stare at each other and I'm just taking him all in. He smiles at me and I pull him towards me, our lips meeting, I moan into his mouth as he starts stroking my member while licking into my mouth.
He takes full control, moving down my neck licking and biting his way to my nipples, I can't help but squirm. Even when I'm trying to stay still I can't, his moustache is tickling against my skin. He licks all the way down to my cock and licks around it before bringing my legs up and placing my feet onto his shoulders, I feel so open and exposed but this man makes me feel as if that's a good thing.
He starts circling his tongue around my entrance and I tug my fingers into his hair, moaning and sighing as he works his tongue around and around then in and out. Again, again and again until I'm about to go over the edge.
He pulls himself back up towards me just as I feel I'm about to cum.
"Not yet," he murmurs into my ear "I want ye to cum with me in you".
The sound of it sends shivers down my spine, his voice low and husky. He moves to the edge of the bed and collects a condom and a bottle of lube. He puts the condom on himself and gives himself a few strokes before pouring lube on himself and my entrance.
He lines up and I put my legs back onto his shoulders, he leans forward and starts kissing me while he pushes himself in. He starts thrusting into me and I move to meet his thrusts but then he pulls away from kissing me and looks at me before rolling over so I'm on top.
I grind down on him then lift myself up, slow and steady at first but then I start going faster and Brendan is just lying back enjoying himself. He's looking up at me as if he's surprised with me, like he didn't think I'd be able to ride him. The echo of our grunts and moans are around the room and that's when I realise we've probably woke Cheryl up but I don't have it in me to stop or to even quieten down. I'm beyond the point of thinking clearly.
He doesn't stay still for long, soon he's pushing up and hammering into me, covering my mouth with his in an attempt to smother our moons. I burst all over my stomach and I feel myself melt into him, he rolls me over so he's on top again and gives a few slow thrusts before he cums. We just lay there, getting our breath back him still buried in me, his head in the crook of my neck. "I were dead noisy there weren't I?" I ask
"We both were," he smirks lifting his head up to look at me again before placing a soft kiss on my lips.
Neither of us have brought up the fact that were moving too fast. This isn't how people normally get to know each other. I don't bring it up then and he doesn't either, we'll probably just avoid it till we have to talk about it. I actually think this is the most time I've ever spent with someone so many days in a row, especially someone I've just met.
"D'ya think Cheryl would've woke up?" I say biting at my lip,
His eyes widen "I forgot she was even in here." He doesn't move away though as he rests his head on my shoulder, his breath ghosting on my skin.
I laugh and he laughs as well, we both know its going to be awkward and embarrassing in the morning. He pulls out of me, takes the condom off before he ties it in a knot and tosses it onto the floor not even bothering to put it in the bin.
"Sleep?" he asks raising an eyebrow, as if it were really a question,
"Yeah okay" I sigh before shutting my eyes, he pulls the covers back and we both go under them and he automatically pulls me into a spooning position, my bum at his groin and his face in my hair, his arms wrapped round me, I intertwine one of our hands together and I feel him smiling against me before planting a kiss into my hair, I fall asleep before I even say goodnight.
Brendan's point of view
I feel a finger running over my upper lip and a warm body in my arms, it's Steven. I already know that before I even open my eyes and there he is looking at me, biting down on his bottom lip, fluttering his eyelashes at me. Looking guilty as fuck.
"Morning" I mutter pulling him subconsciously closer to me.
"Mornin, I've got work in an hour," he sighs.
"Could phone in sick?" I offer but he doesn't even need to answer his face says it all, "Ye can use the shower, I'll make ye breakfast when your done" I tell him, I would join him in the shower but he would be late for work, not that I would mind right enough.
"Tah" he murmurs "I don't wanna get up." he moans.
"Just phone in sick?" I reply hoping that asking a second time will change his mind,
"Nah," he shakes his head "Doug and John Paul have a lot to sort out, Doug was a nightmare yesterday in work because of it. He'll probably need to go home after an hour in." he sighs,
I grit my teeth, I can't stand 'Doug' Steven brings him up way too much for my liking, "Why don't ye get back with Douglas then?" I could smack myself in the face, I sound so whiney and jealous.
Steven frowns at me but answers me anyway as if he doesn't know how to take me, "Eh I dunt want to." he pulls away from me and gets out the bed in search for his clothes he collects them all and puts on his tshirt and boxers before heading out the door away for a shower I'm guessing.
He looked slightly uncomfortable after I asked him that question, I really need to get a grip of myself. So what if Steven has ex's, I've got ex's. Well I wouldn't call any of them an ex but I guess its similar.
I wonder if Douglas, made Steven scream like I do, I don't think so. With that in mind I get up and put my housecoat on and head downstairs, Cheryl's at the table. Looking over some documents.
"What's that Chez?" I ask.
"I've came into a bit of money Bren, I'm just looking to see if I can afford something.." she replies not looking up.
"What ye thinking of buying?" I mutter knowing the answer already.
Shoes, make-up or leopard print leggings.
".. A club" she says with a shrug as if it's a normal thing to buy, like you just get up and decide one morning to buy a club as if it really is a new pair of shoes,
"A club?" I smirk back, this is a joke obviously.
"Yeah Bren," She finally looks up at me before asking, "Where's Ste?"
"Shower," I tell her.
"Listen love, if you's are just having sex then why were you both cuddling up on the couch eh?" she asks "Ye've never brought a lad in here and let them sit with me."
"Jeez Chez. Can ye just stop talking about me and Steven!" I raise my voice her eyes widen at me and she looks back down at her papers, "I'm sorry I shouldn't have shouted. We're just seeing how it goes." I tell her.
"So ye's are dating then." She looks back up at me with a massive grin on her face, "I think Ste's lovely and he seems pretty taken by ye" she says and just then we hear someone thumping down the stairs.
Steven comes into view two minutes later and gives us both a sleepy smile while sitting down at the table beside Cheryl and putting his head in his hands, "I'm shattered, me." He says through a yawn.
"No wonder" Cheryl says "Next time bring me earplugs please," before she starts laughing as if she's the most hilarious person in the world.
Steven looks at her, his face bright red and eyes widened in shock, he's blushing that much even his ears are red,
"Anyway, Ste tell me everything ye know about 'the loft' " Cheryl says to him, turning in her chair to look at him,
"Depends why your asking?" He enquiries.
"I want to buy it" Cheryl grins at him.
"Ya want to buy it?" Steven repeats with a scrunched up face, "Why?"
"Well because I've seen pictures.. It looks nice, I've always wanted to run a club." She tells him with a grin, "Is it busy?"
"When it was open yeah it were busy. It's the only club in the village init?" he says.
"Whys it going for such a low price?" I ask, if it's busy and looks nice then why would it be empty for so long and so cheap.
"Well people think its cursed but that's just daft" Steven says and smirks. "Cos' a lot of stuff has happened in it, the last owner died when it got set on fire."
"Maybe it's not a good idea then," Cheryl says, she looks disappointed.
"Don't let that put ya off Cheryl, the last owner was Warren Fox. He were mental, There were rumours that he killed his own wife, but the truth never did come out," Steven tells her, "He was into well dodgy stuff, that's probably why the place got burned down".
"What do ye think Bren?" Cheryl asks looking up at me.
"I'll help ye Chez, whatever ye need come to me," I mutter while walking away "Now I'm away for a shower" I look at Steven then offer, "I'll give ye a lift to work soon"
"Bren?" Cheryl says and I grunt back at her.
"How about a partnership?" she says "Me and you, running a club?"
It's a good idea maybe but if things turn ugly with Steven it could turn out bad. "Maybe" I tell her and make my way to the bathroom.
Ste's point of view
I'm left alone with Cheryl, I can already feel her eyes burning on me as I try to avoid looking at her,
"So you and my brother?" she ask, smiling at you. "Ye like him?"
"Yeah I do" I mutter feeling embarrassed.
"Well ye must be special" she smirks at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah? How's that?" I ask her, generally curious.
"Well I've never meet any of Brendan's.. Boyfriends shall I say?" Cheryl tells me, I'm not Brendan's boyfriend though but I don't correct her.
"So for him to act the way he does with ye, and bring ye here to have dinner and watch tv it might not be a big deal to you but it is to him. This whole thing is alien to him" she tells me. "Usually it would be one night for Brendan and he'd be done with ye. Not bringing ye to the house for a takeaway and especially not with me here."
I don't get the chance to answer Cheryl when the door goes. She opens it and Lynsey jumps in, it's raining outside it would seem.
She looks surprised to see me but then she grins at us both, "Wasn't expecting to see you here Ste".
The girls giggle while going upstairs and now I'm left sitting myself twiddling my thumbs, literally.
I hear someone come down the stairs soon after and I'm glad when I see it's Brendan, "Ye alright Steven?" he asks
"Yeah good you?" I ask
"Yeah me too," he smiles at me before grabbing my face in both hands and kissing me, fiercely. It's just as well Cheryl and Lynsey are in or else I would be late for work.
"C'mon, I'll take ye to work" Brendan says as he pulls away and grabs my hand while taking me to his car. The drives quicker than I hoped it would be when we get to the deli he parks and I can see Doug standing at the window looking at us, Brendan must notice but he still pulls me in for a kiss.
We don't pull away until we're out of breath and I smirk at him "Better get in," I say while I get out, "Bye" I murmur really not wanting to walk away from him just yet,
"See ye" he replies and winks at me before I shut the door on him, I grin at him and turn round to walk into the deli but before I step a foot in Doug's still at the window scowl on his face, hands crossed over his chest. This is gonna be a long day.. I can tell already.
I walk in and Doug looks bad, really bad. "Things not any better with John Paul then?" I ask.
"Not really, I told him I still loved you.. That if you hadn't of ended things I would still be with you." he sighs, "I said I had to be honest with you. He took it out of context and thought I meant I was going to try get you back. Wouldn't let me explain or anything!" His voice cracks and tears start to run down his cheeks.
I walk over to him and put a reassuring arm on his shoulder.
"Last night when he got in he was pissed, we had an argument. I slept on the couch," he sighs still crying, "When I woke up he was gone. I don't know what to do Ste! He won't talk to me." He's getting pretty hysterical now, I didn't have a clue that he cared about John Paul so much but then again they are engaged.
I don't tell him John Paul said that him and Brendan were going to sleep together, it was a lie I know Brendan was telling the truth and what good would come out of telling Doug about it? It's just my gut instinct plus what has Brendan got to lose, if it were true I would have to tell Doug but I think John Paul's obviously just said it in the heat of the moment plus he was pretty out of it.
I turn the information over in my head, feeling slightly responsible for my mate being so sad. "I've got an idea" I say.
Doug looks at me "What do you mean Ste?"
"I know how to fix this, well I think I do anyway." I tell him
"Ste!" he basically screams at me "This isn't a broken toy, this is my fiancée. My future and I've threw it away for you again!"
That hurts, never once have I led Doug to believe that I want to get back with him. I hate his 'fiancée' and I'm still trying to help. "Know what Doug? It's not my fault your still moping about, maybe you should have sorted your own feelings out before getting together with someone else. I were just trying to help but you can stuff it!" I shout at him.
Sick with his crap and everything being my fault I take off my apron and throw it at him as he stands dumbfounded before I grab my jacket and storming off out, slamming the door behind me. I really do have a cheek to call John Paul a drama queen don't I?
I head over to the dog, if I can't work then I'm going to get drunk, it's friday so I'm using that as my excuse.
When I get in I go straight to the bar, paying no attention to anyone around me, Frankie's serving and she struts over to me "What can I get you Ste?"
"A vodka and coke" I mutter "Infact make it a double"
She goes and gets me my drink and I pass her the money. "Bit early is it not?" she says I can hear the judgement in her voice as she leans against the bar.
I just take a drink and hum back to her, I can't be bothered encouraging her, she's right it is early but it's not as if I'm doing this every day.
I sit there for a few hours, drinking drink after drink until I can't remember how many I've had. I feel someone's presence beside me and when I look up John Paul's standing there looking casual as fuck.
"What do you want?" I sneer at him, maybe I should stop the drinking now.
"I came over to apologise about yesterday, me and Doug have sorted stuff out. He explained to me." John Paul states.
"Right cool, I'm glad you's have sorted it out," I slur, after a minute or two I realise he's still standing there "Can you do one now?"
"Fine whatever," he says, I don't know what he was expecting. Me to shake his hand and act as if we're best mates? No thanks I'll pass.
I finish off my drink before deciding to head home it's nearing four o'clock and I've been in here since eleven and that definitely can't be good.
I manage to get halfway before I feel someone pulling my arm "Steee! Can you talk to me please?" It's Doug of course it is, who else would it be?
"I can't be bothered right now Doug, all I want is to go home and get to me bed," I slur,
"Fuck sake Ste your wasted!" Doug shouts sounding shocked.
I shrug his arm off before heading home again, and he doesn't stop me just lets me. As soon as I get home I fall straight into bed, and before I know it I'm sleeping.
Not realising I've got a text from Amy and a missed call and three texts from Brendan.