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Rock Star
Chapter 7
Brendan stormed down the hallway in Ste's flat pouting like a child,he swung his clenched fists about,it really didn't solve anything though,just made him feel worse. He stopped and turned around,flicking back a sad gaze and instantly regretting the way he spoke to Ste.
Walking back to stand outside Ste's door,Brendan opened his mouth to speak but felt awkward, hesitated and nothing would spill from his lips. He held his hand aloft and placed a palm up at the door managing a fleeting touch.
Brendan lowered his head and closed his eyes, his chest hurt and he didn't like the feeling of it. Sighing in defeat he walked outside and placed his sun glasses and jacket on.
He wasn't stood there long before a bright flash made him jump; he looked up to the sky darkened by his sunglasses. Another flash then another as Brendan lowered his head and looked to his side a group of journalists were all crowded around taking photos as he hitched a breath turning to go the other way another group of them stood there, like a herd of hungry cows ready to stampede, and they were ready, for him.
Brendan panicked as they closed in with their microphones and cameras thrusting them into his personal space as though they had a right too. Clumsily grabbing his phone he tried to contact Cheryl all the while they kept asking questions about Ste, and whether he was coming out to speak and if they were now in a proper relationship, hundreds of questions Brendan had no answers too.
Then Cheryl pulled up with a loud screech of tires, applying the breaks and exiting the car like a mad woman, fighting her way through the crowd of vultures. Cheryl grabbed hold of Brendan's wrist before shoving him in the car slamming the door and telling the press there was no comment.
Cheryl held onto the steering wheel so tight her knuckles whitened,she glanced a hard faced look at Brendan and cursed putting the car into first she drove off as fast as her car would drive, leaving a trail of bulbs flashing behind them.
"Wait! We need to go back for Steven!" Brendan gasped looking behind them as the flashes dimmed to little specks of light. "Chez please, it's not fair to leave him surrounded by them"
"Brendan! I have to get ye somewhere safe first OK, I promise I will go back for Ste after" Cheryl glanced at Brendan and then the road ahead, checking her wing mirror for pursuing journalists.
"No, now Chez! I am not kidding here" Brendan gestured his hands in front of him till Cheryl backed down.
"Christ Bren! Where did ye park your car?"
Brendan showed Cheryl where he had parked up and they swapped cars, Brendan headed back to his house in Liverpool and Cheryl drove quickly back to Ste's flat with Brendan's car which stuck out like a sore thumb. When Cheryl got back to Ste's flat her heart sank seeing the amount of press who were outside his flat, she parked up a little while away getting out and holding her head up high, taking in a big breath.
Ste and Sinead had managed to get back into the flat promptly closing their flat door too and trying to ignore the loud banging outside it. Ste sat on the sofa with his legs curled high up to his chest as Sinead made him a sweet tea for shock. He didn't drink it, didn't want anything except to curl up and forget everything.
Sinead saw the scrunched up newspaper on the floor and evened it out ironing out the creases on the table with her flat palm and read it for herself. Her eyes widened and looked over at Ste whose face was streaked with tears.
Sinead sat down next to him and gestured the paper towards him "Who did this to you Ste?"
"You don't think it was me?" Ste looked up at her through tired puffy eyes and sighed on a tremble.
"Of course I don't, I can see what Brendan means to you! Hang on; he thought...he thinks it was you?" Sinead clenched her fist and held it up to her forehead shaking her head in disbelief
Ste lowered his head on his knees, and nodded a little mumbling as he spoke "He did at first yes, and that hurt me so much. He apologised but I still feel crap. We slept together..."
"What, Oh Ste, when?" Sinead pulled Ste close in her arms and kissed the top of his head. "Wow he must mean a lot then, I know you wouldn't have unless..."
"I cared for him, I know, so stupid I am. How could I be such an idiot, he doesn't even trust me!" Ste sobbed and wiped his eyes, sniffing constantly.
"I am not condoning it Ste, but if you just see it from his view" Ste shot Sinead a stern look making her hold her hands up quickly "Wait, no, bare with me! He's a celeb, and this kind of thing does happen, he just made a mistake, right? You even said he only thought it at first?"
"Yeah,he said sorry and stuff, then told me he's going to make a statement about us and go public" Ste sighed resting his chin on his knees to try and get some more air to his lungs.
"Brendan said that? Then he must feel something for you Ste, has too. And right now, it's too late anyway, they already know, thanks to the swine that went to the papers!" Sinead threw the paper in the bin in anger and walked to the kitchen window looking out; there was still a crowd of photographers hanging around. Suddenly there was another loud banging at the door and they jumped. Sinead rushed to sit next to Ste and hugged him again.
"STE? STE! Let me in babe, please?" Cheryl pounded on the door shouting at the top of her voice. She batted at the journalists with her handbag,landing as many lamps on their heads as possible.
"It's Cheryl" Ste gasped looking at Sinead,had Brendan come back? Ste went to get up but Sinead stopped him shaking her head.
"GO AWAY!" Sinead screamed back her voice trembled as she maddened.
"Ste...He asked me to come back for ye babe, he cares about ye and wants ye safe. Please, let me in" Cheryl pleaded as she fought off some of the press members with threats of her very high heeled shoes.
"We should let her in" Ste sighed getting up "We can't leave her out there with that lot" Ste padded over to the door and then opened the front door as Cheryl jumped through the doorway a million flashes went off behind her then they slammed it shut. Cheryl fixed her hair and huffed out a sigh pulling Ste into a hug.
"I am so sorry Ste, I had no idea about the story else I might have been able to do something about it"
"You...you don't think it was me either?" Ste managed a little smile then,gesturing for Cheryl to go into the lounge.
"Honestly? Maybe for a split second, but I have other theories. I um...take it my brother over reacted though?" Cheryl shook her head the instant Ste's expression changed. They walked into the lounge where Sinead was stood hands on her hips, not impressed Cheryl was there at all.
"I am not here to hurt Ste, I am here to protect him" Cheryl tried to convince Sinead who was having none of it.
"That brother of yours, I don't care how famous the guy is, what gives him the right to hurt Ste the way he has? He's a bloody moron if you ask me!"
"Sinead!" Ste warned sitting down "I love you but please, that's not helping" Ste looked at Cheryl
"Is he OK?"
"Yes, he has gone back to his house for now, until we can make a formal statement his appointments for today have been cancelled till I can sort out this mess."
"Oh well as long as Brendan is OK, eh?" Sinead replied incredulous "I am going to get changed Ste" Sinead bumped past Cheryl knocking her sideways. Settling on the sofa next to Ste she held a hand to him.
"Whatever happened, he cares about ye, made me come back here for ye, he didn't want to leave ye"
"Thank you, so now what? Please tell me I don't have to hide under your coat for the rest of my days now?" Ste rolled his eyes at her,starting to see the funny side in all the chaos.
Cheryl laughed and smiled at Ste "I need ye to come with me babe, ye can't stay here now. Sinead can come too."
"Where will we go? We have no where else to go!"
"Hotel,or...Brendan's?" Cheryl glanced at Ste sheepishly "He has security there, so would be better"
"Fine, Brendan's, but don't blame me if Sinead kicks his arse, in fact I should as well. As if I'd be that stupid to risk losing him" Ste got up to get changed as Cheryl held his wrist and looked up at Ste
"Ste, do ye love my brother?"
"What does it matter? He can't even believe in me" Ste shrugged walking to his room to get changed.
Cheryl's phone rang and it was Brendan. Cheryl cursed at him down the phone before telling him Ste was OK and they'd be arriving there shortly.
Warren, Simon and Dennis arrived at Brendan's house in the aftermath of the news story breaking. The ever growing tide of journalists hung outside waiting to get the latest scoop as each of them arrived in their far too expensive cars. Brendan's front porch now resembled a car showroom, they all went in the house and were thankful Brendan had a home with high perimeter walls and electric gates the amount of flashing cameras they had to contend with.
"All I can see is blue dots!" Dennis cried rubbing his eyes as the others sat down on Brendan's sofa he himself couldn't stop pacing up and down.
"You'll wear a hole in the carpet Brendan, sit down will you" Dennis asked looking at the others for help.
"It was Kevin" Brendan stopped pacing and span around looking back at Warren who had spoken. He walked fast up to him and snarled "What?"
"Look, yesterday, he was acting all weird saying things about Ste. I put him in his place about it" Warren explained backing off a little from Brendan, and easing him down with his hands.
"He said, Ste was gonna have a downfall or something, and mentioned the papers" Simon interrupted Warren seeing Brendan maddening.
"And ye didn't think to tell me? I could've prevented all this!" Brendan gestured to them all,they looked at each other for answers they'd never find.
Simon walked over to Brendan and placed a hand on his shoulder trying to comfort him. "We didn't think he was serious,just mouthing off. Are you OK?"
"I'm peachy Simon, not only did I accuse Steven of doing the article I have ruined the only thing good in my life" Brendan laughed then sank low against the wall.
"What about the band? We're good too!" Dennis cried as Warren shook his head at him.
"I love the band, I love all of ye. Ste was, he is... I just care about him OK, and I have screwed it up" Brendan looked up at the others who didn't know what to say. The next thing they knew was Cheryl buzzing through the intercom, Ste and Sinead in tow. Brendan stood up quickly and looked at the others with wide eyes.
"Just apologise, tell him it was a stupid mistake on your part." Warren nodded
"Yeah, he'll understand I know it, he's a good guy" Simon agreed.
"Kiss his ass, that'll help too" Dennis added "What? It would!" Dennis huffed watching the others give him tired looks.
They all walked in Brendan instantly looked over at Ste who refused eye contact with him,his arms crossed tightly across his chest. He saw though, that he looked like he'd been crying and was visibly shaken. Brendan felt dreadful in that moment and silently prayed he'd look up at him, he didn't.
There were eyes boring into him though, and he couldn't put it off any longer looking over at Sinead who looked like she would kill him. Sinead walked over to Brendan and stood there for a moment, Brendan looked back at her, when she slapped him hard across the face. Ste looked up then, shocked and shouted at her to stop it.
"You...see that man there?" Sinead looked at Brendan and pointed to Ste. "I saw him worship the ground you walk on, wait around weeks at a time while you swanned off on your tour and did your celeb appearances and not one word of complaint left his lips" Sinead seethed at Brendan who nodded and sighed in response holding onto the side of his face and wincing.
"We think it was Kevin" Dennis blurted out as Brendan looked back at him with wide eyes.
Ste laughed then shaking his head and excused himself to the bathroom.
"Dennis! I was going to speak to him, now he thinks the only reason I believe him is because of that"
"True ain't it?" Sinead agreed.
"Right then! Cuppa tea?" Cheryl cried nervously as she grabbed Sinead into the kitchen gesturing to the others to follow, leaving Brendan to find a way to dig himself out of the hole he was drowning in. He waited a while but Ste didn't appear, he walked over to the bathroom, knocking on the door.
"Steven? Um,can we talk?" Brendan spoke precariously tapping again with his finger.
Ste didn't answer, when Brendan opened the door and looked around he realised he wasn't there. He checked the rooms downstairs before looking up the stairs and walking up them quietly. Each room was empty until he came to his and opened the door. He found Ste curled up tightly around his duvet cover, eyes closed and breathing quietly.
Brendan hitched a breath removing his jacket and loosening his shirt he crawled gently onto the bed and laid next to Ste. He didn't touch him, but breathed in his scent on his hair closing his eyes.
"Go away" Ste whispered to him
"Nope" Brendan replied "My room, my bed, I stay"
"What do you want?" Ste asked his voice wavering
"To say I'm sorry, and forgive me, please"
"Did you believe it wasn't me before you found out about Kevin?"
"Yes, I did. I jumped to the wrong conclusion, I promise, I will never doubt ye again, can I have a second chance?" Brendan dared to touch Ste on the shoulder a fleeting touch but Ste felt it, felt it enough to close his eyes at the feeling.
Ste nodded in agreement and linked his fingers with Brendan's hand pulling him down and hugging his hand close.
"Turn around" Brendan spoke softly into Ste's ear; Ste turned his head to look at him. Brendan smiled and moved his lips over Ste's kissing them gently, peppering kisses over his mouth and apologising with each one he pressed there until Ste was smiling.
Ste turned his whole body around then and wrapped himself around Brendan snuggling his face under his chin and Brendan tightened his hold on him. They ended up falling asleep. Cheryl came up to find them together she smiled at them fondly before leaving and quietly closing the door behind her.
Cheryl gathered up the rest of the band and explained to them she'd be leaving them for an hour or two, asking Simon to accompany her. Sinead protested a little so Cheryl took her upstairs to show her there was really no need to worry about Ste any more. Sinead looked over at Ste wrapped up in Brendan's arms and realised for the first time that maybe he did care for Ste after all. Sinead sighed and nodded at Cheryl;going back downstairs she joined in a game of pool with the others to pass the time.
Cheryl and Simon walked to each others cars Cheryl asking him to follow her as they went back to the hotel where Kevin and the support band were staying. He agreed without thought or question getting into his posh car and driving post haste to the hotel. They'd arrived within half an hour parking up they went in the back way to avoid the swell of press that had now become as annoying as a swarm of wasps. They were practically living outside the hotel and Brendan's rented home now.
Cheryl and Simon walked in to the hotel, Simon quickly grabbing her and placing Cheryl against the wall for a longing kiss, which she melted into briefly before moving him away.
"Babe, I have to sort Kevin out, plenty of time for this later" Cheryl flushed, giving in to one more kiss before gesturing him to follow her.
"Are you ever going to tell Brendan about us?" Simon asked grabbing her arm to slow her strides.
"Simon, please. I will tell him, just right now the band is my priority, that of which includes ye" Cheryl stroked her hand over Simon's cheek watching him sighing In defeat.
"I get you're our manager Cheryl, just want us to be open with this, instead of stolen moments" Simon walked past her feeling put out.
"Wait, OK. I will tell him,soon I promise" Cheryl pulled Simon into a hug, she closed her eyes briefly before opening them and seeing Kevin looking over at them, he quickly moved to walk away.
"HEY!" Cheryl moved out of Simon's arm and rushed towards where Kevin had been. Simon followed her. Kevin was sat in the bar with his band when they sauntered up and Simon gestured to the others to leave quick smart. Cheryl walked over slowly to Kevin who was smirking at her.
Cheryl stopped in front of him and slapped him so hard across the face it took him by surprise and he angled over. His face changed to anger looking back at her and lunging his hand forward about to smack her back until Simon caught his wrist and squeezed tightly making him wince and sit down on a bar stool.
"I'm gonna knock you out you scrawny little twat!" Simon seethed into Kevin's face as Cheryl moved him back with her hand she smiled gently at him.
"Thank ye love, it's Ok" Cheryl kissed Simon on the cheek before looking back at Kevin.
"I felt sorry for ye, I even stuck up for ye, can't be easy loving someone who doesn't want ye back. Now I can't stand ye, I will do my damnedest to make sure ye never work in the music industry again"
"You can't do that! Brendan is just blinded, who the hell is Ste; a stupid loved up fan is who! I am a talented singer, who is going places, I have more to offer" Kevin wrestled at Simon's tightening grip.
"You are seriously screwed up Kevin, knock knock!" Simon clenched his fist to knock his knuckles on Kevin's forehead "Brendan? Not Interested!" Simon looked back in shock at Cheryl shaking his head in disbelief.
"Whatever Simon, you two can't even be honest with him,wonder how he'd feel if he knew what was going on under his nose?"
"Serious? Ye are threatening us? His best mate and sister, and ye think he'll appreciate that? No, he'll kill ye, and right now,I think I'd let him" Cheryl gestured to Simon to leave.
"Fine...whatever. I will keep my mouth shut, and finish the tour. I want to discuss my my contact though,recon I deserve some compensation" Kevin brushed himself off and stood up.
Cheryl reached the end of her niceties and looked on in disbelief. "The contract says your band performing on stage,hotels and travel, IN ENGLAND. You won't be accepted to accompany us to America, to any promotions, interviews or magazine deals there." Cheryl smiled taking a deep breath
Ye and your band will no longer be represented by me or the management. Ye will no longer be protected, and I'm thinking tomorrow's headlines won't favour ye any more Kevin." Cheryl stood with her hands on her waist looking at Kevin watching his resolve weaken before her stare.
"I love it when you go all boss on people" Simon growled looking back at Kevin he stuck up his two fingers at him cursing under his breath. "Screwed with the wrong people, twat face"
"I can shoot my mouth off to the press as well, but my story will blow yours out the water. Brendan has me. Who have ye got..?" Cheryl added and smirked as Simon snaked his arm tightly around her waist pulling her into a passionate kiss.
Cheryl and Simon left Kevin to stew in his own anger, he threw a beer bottle on the floor smashing it and clenching his fists at the side of him looked on at them with darkening eyes.
Ste yawned stretching his neck back as it ached. He'd slept funny he thought, reaching to the back of it to rub some pressure there with his fingers. He felt the warmth of skin on the back of his hand as he looked to see Brendan sleeping next to him, Ste laid on his arm and shoulder with Brendan's palm resting on his chest. He slowly got up and swung his legs over the side of the bed.
Over at the wall he saw a guitar resting against it,he reached over and grabbed hold of it stroking his fingers over the strings on the neck it made a dull screechy noise. Ste popped the strap over his neck and pretended to play it closing his eyes imagining he was on stage silently strumming his fingers over the strings.
He felt two arms move around him,it shook Ste from his thoughts and he rested his fingers to a stop. Brendan pressed against Ste's back placing his legs around either side of him and pulling around his waist edging Ste back in between his hugging thighs. Closing the gap in between them and settling his chin on his shoulder, Ste hairs stood on end with goose bumps feeling Brendan's warm breath travel down his neck.
Brendan took hold of Ste's fingers on the neck of the guitar and took his thumb over the base playing a cord. Ste slowly turned his face to look at Brendan.
"Ye wanna learn how to play?" Brendan purred into Ste's ear making him shiver.
"Hmm" Ste nodded looking back town to the guitar and watched as Brendan showed him where to place his fingers.
"Here,the intro to 'Nothing Else Matters' Metallica,the first few chords are easy,just use your thumb and forefinger like this" Brendan replied showing Ste what to play. Ste smiled hearing the tune,and had a go himself,he learnt it pretty quickly. Brendan smiled and nuzzled at his neck tickling his nose up and down into the curve .
"Ye are good"
"Can you show me some more?" Ste asked enthusiastic playing the few he did know over and over again. "I didn't realise you could play"
"Hmm,Simon taught me,my forte was singing so I only play as a hobby really." Brendan showed Ste the next part,which was a little more trickier."The rest of the song is actually a hard one to play,but I will teach ye it all,if ye want me too"
"Yes Bren,I want you to teach me to play,might end up better than you at it!" Ste laughed turning to look back at Brendan who was facing him. Their lips ended up close Brendan opened his slightly as Ste watched them turn a deeper red when Brendan licked the tip of his tongue over them,he swallowed pressing a soft kiss on them.
Brendan let go of the guitar and cradled Ste's face moving him backwards a little and pushed his mouth open with his both moaned into it,forgetting the guitar completely. Ste's fingers slipped over the strings while kissing Brendan,it made a loud tune jolting them apart.
They laughed and Ste moved to sit back up removing the guitar from around his head. Ste stood up and rubbed the back of his neck as Brendan settled back on his elbows looking over at Ste.
Ste gestured towards the door sheepishly "I erm..I'd better make a move"
"Don't go" Brendan whispered, a smile moving across his lips. He patted to the side of himself.
Ste shook his head a little "I do have to leave though..."
Brendan looked into Ste's eye's searching them "Why?We are comfy here aren't we? Don't go, please"
"Bren, I can't stay here forever, I have to get to my restaurant,my life." Ste moved back onto the bed sitting up against the headboard
"What about America? Will ye come?" Brendan replied crawling over and lying down next to Ste, Ste moved down to lie next to him lying on his arm.
"I will try, I promise, and if I can't make it, I will call you every day, I will make sure you don't forget me"
"I won't forget ye Steven, no chance" Brendan curled his arm and brought Ste closer to his body and kissed his lips, pushing their tongues together. Ste responded with a low groan tilting his head to slide their mouths closer, cupping his mouth to suck in Brendan's intimate kiss.
Brendan placed his other hand over Ste's cheek smoothing his thumb over his face and pressing into the corner of his mouth to taste deeper inside Ste's warm mouth. When they parted and rested their foreheads together Ste hitched a breath and closed his eyes a moment. Brendan caressed Ste's face and lips softly looking into his eyes, willingly drowning in them.
Ste smoothed his open mouth over Brendan's palm gently "It really hurt me when you thought I'd betrayed you" Ste sighed placing a kiss on Brendan's hand.
"I know, it was a stupid mistake. Steven what ye said at the flat, about me going public about us, well, I mean making a statement. I won't do it unless it's what ye want"
Ste looked up at Brendan "If you do, what will happen to me? I mean, with this story,can I still live a normal life, or will I have to give it all up?"
Brendan turned away from Ste onto his back and looked up to the ceiling, Ste sat up on his elbow moving across Brendan's chest he rested his chin on his folded arms as Brendan stroked through his hair.
"I'm going to have to let ye go, aren't I?" Brendan swallowed back down the deep sickening feeling rising from his stomach.
"Why?" Ste asked back puzzled
"How can I let ye be scrutinised by my lifestyle, the press, the public, your life will never be the same. They take pictures of your every move; there'll be jealous fans..."
"OK I get the gist, the way you say it, makes it sound so bad!" Ste widened his eyes in shock "Should I start runnin now then?" Ste laughed gesturing his thumb to the door.
"Sorry, I am used to it now, and I love my band, the lifestyle it's great. I just need ye to understand, what you'll be giving up if ye want to be with me" Brendan sighed heavy and closed his eyes tightly. Ste moved up to Brendan more to close the gap between them. He kissed over his neck biting and nuzzling enough to make Brendan push his head back, giving Ste more skin to caress at, moving over his jaw he stroked his nose over Brendan.
"I think I already made the decision the first time we met in the car park, I wanted you then, I still want you" Ste cupped his lips over Brendan's chin his stubble more defined now, it felt rough over his smooth mouth. He smiled hearing the change in Brendan's breathing at his touch.
"Steven...god...I want ye too, so much, but I wont drag ye into my world unless it's what ye want" Ste licked over Brendan's bottom lip and took it in his teeth, Brendan moaned softly opening his eyes and moving his hands slowly down Ste's back stroking over his curvy arse.
"I will give you my answer when you leave for America, if I am there, you will know. If I'm not,just leave without me." Ste sealed his words with a hardened kiss, Brendan moving up and rolling him over back against the bed, they kissed like it would be their last.
They all arrived at the airport, bags in hands, the rest of their equipment was going on the plane. Brendan kept looking around for Ste who hadn't arrived yet as the band made their way through the airport they were flanked by bodyguards as the press were hot on their heels.
A large group of fans had gathered there, and Brendan made sure they all stopped to give photos and autographs for as long as they could. The fans were friendly and a regular crowd who always made the effort to try and meet the band whenever they could and they were all now on first name terms.
Some of them asked Brendan where his boyfriend was asking to meet him too. They told him of the name Stendan they had lovingly made up for the pair. It made him smile and thank them for the support. It also made him think about Ste, and his heart skipped, wondering where he was.
The band all sat in the V.I.P lounge waiting to board the flight to New York and go on a promotional tour there for the next three months. Brendan had asked Ste to go with him; he couldn't spend that time away from Ste. He hadn't managed to get an answer as such, only that Ste promised he'd try to get cover at his restaurant, adding that if he wasn't at the airport he couldn't go with him. Brendan was fidgeting more and more the longer time went on and Ste was still a no show. He wasn't answering his phone and Brendan had sent a ton of messages that hadn't been replied too.
"What's happening with Kevin now then? I don't want him near us Chez" Brendan warned Cheryl still looking at the doors waiting for Ste to walk through.
"Babe, He won't be coming to America with us, but he has a contract for the UK tours, and we need to honour it. Soon as the tour is over, he's gone OK?"
"I don't want to breathe the same air as him; he almost ruined Steven and I" He seethed
"Almost babe, ye two will be alright, Kevin failed, he'll get bored now" Cheryl argued back giving him a warming smile.
Brendan huffed before sitting down and stretching his neck looking for Ste."He's not coming is he?" Brendan looked crushed as Cheryl looked at her watch and then back up at him sadly.
"Babe, it's time, we need to board the flight"
"No wait, we have to wait a bit longer for Steven, he will get here" Brendan held Cheryl's hands tightly trying to stop her his stomach knotted tightly,made him feel weird.
The flight was announced over the tannoy and they all stood to get on the plane, Brendan and Cheryl were left, standing around.
"Ye can still call each other babe" Cheryl moved her hand to Brendan's.
Brendan looked back at Cheryl and shook his head in desperation,but she carried on walking to get on the plane. All the while he looked back over his shoulder silently hoping for Ste to appear, but he didn't arrive.
They all settled on the plane, Brendan sat next to the window staring out of it. Cheryl tried to comfort him but he nudged her away. His chest was hurting with a pain he couldn't stand, he closed his eyes instead if he slept he wouldn't feel the pain he thought.
The plane jolted and moved away from the terminal as Brendan watched, it moved slowly towards the runway and as it ascended up into the clouds he pressed his face on the window feeling the coldness on his cheek much like the feeling he now had in his chest. He grumbled when he heard the flight attendant speaking.
"Can I get sir a drink, something to eat?"
"No,just go away will ye" Brendan wafted his arm backwards
"Well,perhaps sir would prefer a kiss instead?"
Brendan frowned,opened his eyes and quickly turned his head and gasped.
"Doubted me again Bren? Ste moved down close to Brendan's mouth with his own "As if i'd want to be anywhere else" Ste grinned.
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