We walked up to the hotel gate, hand in hand, with out sunglasses already in place over our eyes. Rob turned to throw a nervous smile at me as we strolled slowly up the pathway. I smiled back at him, trying to keep my confidence up.

''You don't have to do this, you know. All you have to do is tell me that you've changed your mind and that you want to get a taxi, and we can drive there.'' Rob suggested, trying desperately to change my mind. It wasn't going to work.

''No way…walking is easier, and we are not letting them ruin our honeymoon.'' He was about to complain, so I quickly added; ''If we cant walk to where we want to, they are ruining our honeymoon. At least this way, we're doing things that we want to do without letting them bother us.'' I added, because it was true.

He frowned at the gates, telling me that he was still upset about something or other. I rolled my eyes in response. ''What now?'' I asked him curiously.

He shrugged. ''Nothing, just that…well you're right when you put it like that.'' He forced himself to admit.

I smiled in response, delighted with myself. ''See.'' I told him smugly. He grinned with me easily in response, before he hunched his shoulders up and took a deep breathe as we reached the hotel gates.

I kept my head down, like how I was used to, and we walked through the hotel gates. All I could hear was shouting, but I pretty much got the jest of what they were asking and talking about. All I saw despite keeping my head down was flashing lights.

I could hear our names being shouted but there was no way that I was going to be looking up. I kept my gaze on the stone pavement seeing nothing but feet in front of me as we continued to walk on.

''Excuse me.'' I heard Rob's furious voice demand, and this was enough to make me put my head up…and instantly wish that I didn't. All I could see in front of me was flashing cameras, and lots of lots of feet.

They were all gathered around us, but my eyes were fixated on Rob's face. I could tell that he was fighting his temper and that he was absolutely furious with them. I could see why though; the paparazzi were in our way, and they were refusing to move.

We walked down the road, with lots of cameras still following us, taking pictures and demanding questions at us. Rob pushed one of them out of the way as we tried to carry on, but he had said excuse me again, which they had decided to ignore.

And, like how I knew was going to happen; Rob lost it finally, and it was about time. They had followed us down the road for a good few minutes.

''Right, I think you've taken enough pictures, don't you? Cant you see that we're trying to walk somewhere?'' Rob demanded, refusing to stop as he spoke. The paparazzi were very taken back by Rob's temper and I was struggling to keep the smug smile of my face.

Because they had asked for it, and they were constantly getting right into our face. They had absolutely no reason to be shocked. They were rude, and they could have at least asked Rob permission to get into his face and take his picture…which they hadn't.

Seeing that Rob was passed off though, only made them more determined to get into my face too. I ignored them the best that I could, because there really was no point losing your patience with them, but Rob didn't stay the same.

There was just one of them now, but he kept getting right into my face, when everyone else had got the point and walked off. And he was still going on, taking pictures, asking questions after we almost at the Go-Karting centre.

''You've taken enough pictures of her now, so fucking leave!'' Rob demanded, pushing him away furiously as there was only one of them. It was fair to say that he wasn't expecting that, and as he almost stumbled over, I snickered in response, unable to help myself.

Paparazzi were so pathetic. ''He's not worth it, Rob. He'll get bored of it when he realises that we've got nothing to say to him.'' I added quickly, after Rob was going to go up to him, and make it worse.

I pulled him to my side, and the anger instantly faded from his face, his color returning to normal. He took one look at the Go-Karting centre and back to him. ''Go now…I wont be happy if I find you still here when we get out.'' Rob warned him.

The Guy was still trying to act cool about this, but he had no chance. He hadn't even got the chance to take a picture so he wouldn't have been able to say anything about Rob pushing him. It had been just us three.

We strolled into the centre, and I automatically asked if Rob was okay. I didn't like it when he lost his temper, but he had good reason to, today. The paparazzi were just asking for it, and I felt absolutely livid with them too.

''I'm fine, but there was no way that I was going to let them get in your face, like that.'' Rob explained, making me smile. I smiled in response, kissing him on his cheek.

''Well just as long as you're okay now.'' I replied, softly rubbing my thumb across the back of his hand gently.

We stopped just outside the entrance, and he turned me round to face him, a smile on his face. ''I'm not letting them get in your face again. They can do it to me all they like, but not you.'' He warned me, before his lips gently captured mine.

I gasped a little in surprise, before I was kissing him back furiously. My hand wrapped around his neck, and his hands were pressing my body to mine. We so had to stop now, before we got too caught up in this kiss.

He deepened the kiss perfectly after taking in the taste of my lips, and I stumbled back into the wall, his hand there, pressing me deeper into his own body. I threw my hands into his hair, pressing his face even closer to mine as we got caught up in this kiss…

''Uh hum….don't you think that kind of thing should be saved for the bedroom?'' I gasped in surprise as Rachael cleared her throat loudly and demanded. We pulled away from each other and turned to look at her.

She had her hands on her hips, watching us, with one eyebrow raised curiously. I rolled my eyes in response, still very much breathless from how deep our kiss was. ''Says you,'' I replied breathless, using the use of her pregnancy as an excuse of an example that somebody else was worse than us.

She snickered in response, rolling her eyes at me too. ''Don't use my poor Baby as an excuse. You two just cant keep your hands off of each other.'' Rachael commented, running a hand down her belly, and nodding her head at us in response.

I smiled, before looking to Rob to see running his hand through the top of his messy hair; telling me that he was just as embarrassed as I was, right now. I laughed quietly in response, before realizing that Rachael wouldn't be allowed to go Go-Karting because of her pregnancy.

''Are you really just waiting here when we all go Go-Karting?'' I asked her in shock. She shook her head though.

''No, I'm going shopping, whilst they're here.'' She explained to me, smiling in response. ''It gives me an excuse to go shopping for the baby.'' She added, her grinning widening in response. I laughed in response, unable to help myself.

''Well have fun.'' I commented.

''Oh I will, darling.'' Rachael agreed, laughing. She said her goodbyes to the gang as they walked into the centre and walked out to the taxi waiting, as we went to go and get our head gear for what we needed for our Go-Karting.

I changed into some jeans underneath my dress so that it would be easier for when we did the Go-Karting. I sat in a red Go-kart next to Rob, in front of the gang, admittedly excited about doing this now.

''I'm going to absolutely thrash you Charlie.'' Kellan commented from behind me, sounding very smug. I huffed in response.

''Hit me Kellan, and I'll be hitting you back.'' I replied, making him laugh in response. I had to admit that I was kinda scared now though because I didn't want Kellan's big weight crashing into the back of me.

''And if you hit Charlie, I'll be getting you back twice as hard.'' Rob commented, while Kellan snickered at him in response.

''Threaten me all you want Rob, but I'm more scared of Charlie. You're an absolute wimp compared to her-''

''Kellan!'' Me and Tasha complained at the same time, before giggling in response. We started then, and Rob kept his promise after Kellan bashed into me several times, and I had to admit that my back hurt slightly because of it.

We went back to the hotel after a few rounds of Go-Karting, to go and get changed for tonight's party. Me and Rob went back to our hotel and had a shower, and I searched through my wardrobe as I searched for something to wear.

I put on a strapless, red dress with pretty white flowers on it. I matched my high heels with my dress, and made sure that my hair was okay. I had straightened it anyway, and messed it up a little bit, so it looked pretty.

Rob walked out of the bathroom, beautifully naked, and with just a towel around the bottom half of his body. I grinned as I watched him find a clean shirt to wear from the mirror, taking in the fitness that was his body. He was pure delightful to look at, and I couldn't keep my eyes away from him.

He put on a grey shirt that matched on his smoldering grey eyes, and put a black tie on to go with the trousers that he put on. He looked very good tonight, amazing even. His hair was spiked up here, there and everywhere but he looked absolutely amazing.

We walked down hand in hand to the restaurant that we were meeting the Girls at, but as soon as we had eaten the dinner, the party was already started. We were mixing drinks, and drinking a lot, and it didn't take me too long to get drunk…

I watched Rob stumbled around Tasha's hotel room, wanting nothing more than to go back to the hotel, and have him right now. He had taken his tie off, and had undone a few of his shirt buttons, so that he looked absolutely amazing.

He was almost as drunk as I was, and as I walked over to him and sat on his lap, he smiled in response; laughing in his drunk-ness. I cut his laughter off quickly by pressing my lips down to his urgently.

He moaned in response, and wrapped a hand through the back of my hair, pressing my face more securely to his. I instantly deepened the kiss, wanting to desperately get closer to him, but knowing that we couldn't here…

''Uh Charlie…if you two cant control yourselves on my bed, why don't you ho back to your hotel?'' Tasha asked me, sounding a little upset that it was on her bed. I huffed in response, and instantly climbed off of his knee, and pulled him to the door with me.

''Fair enough,'' I agreed as it was almost the end of the night already. I pulled him out of the door after hearing a sigh from Tasha in response, and he was only too keen to follow me out of the door.

And as soon as we were in our hotel, with the door shut behind us, I was on him. My lips were on his, urgent and begging him on, as my hands desperately clawed at his shirt at an attempt to get close to him.

He helped me with his clothes, throwing them to the floor as careless as how he always was with my clothes, and we fell lightly onto the bed. He helped me out of my dress too, and threw that on the floor too.

He pulled himself just outside my entrance, before cursing loudly under his breathe.

''What's wrong?'' I gasped out a deep breathe, watching him attempt to climb himself from me even though I wouldn't let him.

''Condoms.'' He explained to me as he tried to release himself from me again. I wouldn't let him though; I wasn't going to let him go when it was just a simple thing like condoms. I could just take the pill instead.

''Forget it, I'll just take the pill.''

''But-''

''-But nothing, please…I just need you Rob!'' I explained, because it was true. The frustration in my voice was beyond obvious.

He groaned in response, before giving in, and letting his mouth come back down on mine.

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