This is quite short compared to the previous chapter but I still hope you love it! Please review if you have time, they make me so happy :) xxx

Carla threw on her dressing gown and chased Nick out of the door but he was no where to be seen. She came back in the hotel room and slammed the door shut.

"What the hell is he doing here, he's supposed to be in Weatherfield" Carla shouted.

"Your getting yourself worked up over nothing babe, he will soon realise he's being stupid." Peter told her. He was taking a leap, calling her babe but he needed to get close to her again, he loved her. Carla chose to ignore the babe comment, she thought it must have just been force of habit. she'd lost track of the amount of times she'd gone to call him Darlin but had to stop herself. She still loved him, she knew a part of her would always love him but she also knew she loved Nick more.

"I don't know what to do Peter." She admitted.

"It's a good job I know then, your going to get dressed and then we're going to go and have some fun, try and forget about Nick for the moment." Peter told her.

"Depends what you mean by fun..." Carla questioned.

"We can go dancing in the bar downstairs if you like!" Peter suggested trying to take her mind off Nick and it was working.

"Okay,let me go and get changed and then I'll be ready." She told him and she ran off to change into clothes.

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Nick was in the bar downstairs drowning his sorrows in whisky shots. He'd had about 9 now and he was starting to feel the magical effects of alcohol.

"Hi, drinking on your own?" A young, pretty blonde approached him smiling.

"Yeah,drowning my sorrows" Nick told the woman.

"I'm Aimee" she told him.

"Nick" he replied.

"What's a handsome guy like you doing on your own? I would of thought you would of had girls lining up to get a piece of you." Aimee said chatting him up. Nick smirked as he wasn't use to getting attention from someone so much younger than him.

"I came here to surprise my wife, she cheated on me when she was drunk and i think I'd just about forgave her until I found her in bed with her ex-husband" Nick said pouring his heart out to the girl he barley knew.

"What.. They were, you know.." Aimee questioned.

"No,she said they are just mates but I don't know what to believe anymore to be honest Aimee." Nick told her continuing to pour his heart out. She had gotten closer to him now and moved in to kiss him. It started off slow but soon their kiss turned heated and nicks shirt had been unbuttoned at the top.

"Wait, I can't do this" he said pushing her away.

"Your wife doesn't care abit you clearly,come on Nick. Live dangerously." Aimee told him grabbing hold of his face and kissing him again. Just as Nick was about to push her away again Carla and Peter came down the stairs to the bar. They each had a drink in their hands and once they got to the door Carla's wine glass fell to the floor with a smash. Nick turned around to see where all the noise was coming from and he saw Carla crying running back up the stairs. He quickly pushed Aimee out of the way and ran after her.

"Carla! Carla wait!" He yelled after her.

"Nick, you know how sorry I am for what I did but how you snogging the face of the receptionist makes that better I don't know" she shouted through her tears.

"I'm sorry, I've had a lot to drink and I did push her away twice and she kept throwing herself at me. When you came in I was just about to push her off again. I love you Carla, I want to be with you Carla, no one else. Only you." He said now crying sat at the stairs.

Carla rushed down and rocked him back and forth to try and calm him.

"It's okay baby, I'm here." She whispered to soothe him.

"I love you Carla" he said cupping her face with his hand.

"I love you too nic-" she began but she was interrupted by nicks rough kissed being plastered on her lips. Their kiss started to get a little more heated as they stood up and began walking up the stairs.

"Come here you" Nick whispered as he picked her up bridal style and whisked her up the stairs to their hotel room.