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Kian glanced out of his bedroom window as the rain pelted down, the sun was still shining and he smiled to himself. He loved summer morning’s like this. There was nothing like the smell of a summer shower and the rainbows they produced. Turning his head, he let out a small sigh as he glanced over the figure laying in his bed. She was naked, partly covered by the thin sheet on his bed. He wished she’d hurry up and wake up so he could tell her to leave. He hated the morning after, sometimes he was glad when his one night stand had left before he’d even woken up. Why couldn’t they all do that?

He quietly grabbed his clothes and walked into the bathroom to get dressed, not wanting to wake her up and then having the awkward uncomfortable moment of letting her know it was just a one night stand. That he didn’t want to see her again. Sometimes they already knew that, sometimes that was all it was to them as well. Then there was those other times where they expected more from him, hoped that it would lead to a relationship. That was the last thing Kian wanted ever again, a relationship.

His last one had ended in the worst possible way, it hadn’t been a perfect relationship and the break up had been even worse. Messy and public. Not what he needed at the same time their last album was due out. It had been almost a year since the break up and he was still making headlines. He’d probably made things ten times worse with his recent behaviour of bedding anything with a pulse but he didn’t care. He didn’t want to let anyone into his heart again, that way he’d couldn’t be hurt again.

He crept out of the bathroom, fully dressed, and tip toed out of his bedroom, leaving the sleeping form in his bed. He walked into the kitchen and found some paper to leave her a note. He wasn’t particularly proud of the way he sometimes told these girls that all they were was a one night stand but at the moment he didn’t care. He held the pen over the paper as he racked his brain for her name.

“Shit” He said under his breath, unable to remember the girls name that was lying, naked, in his bed.

“Had an early appointment to get to, thought I’d leave you to sleep in. I’ll probably be gone all day so you can see yourself out” Kian spoke out loud as he scribbled on the sheet of paper.

“Aren’t you even going to leave me your number?” A voice spoke from behind him, making him jump.

“Jesus… you scared the life outta me” Kian said turning to face his one night stand, cringing when he saw she was wearing his shirt from last night

“Sorry, Ki” She smiled walking closer to him and running her hand over his chest, “So we gonna exchange numbers? I’d love to see you again”

Kian laughed nervously as she draped her arms round his neck, she definitely wasn’t one of those girls that knew this was a one night stand. He let out a sigh and pried her arms from around him.

“Look, I don’t know what you expected from me but I’m not looking for anything serious…” He trailed off as he watched the smile fall from her face.

“I get it…so I was just an easy fuck, was I?” She snapped, her hands placed firmly on her hips.

“I thought you knew…” He shrugged, trying to explain himself.

He felt the sharp sting on his cheek as she slapped him hard, “You disgust me, just because of who you are you think you can just use people when it suits you?” She shouted at him, storming out of the kitchen and upstairs.

Kian let out a sigh and rubbed his red cheek, he certainly knew how to pick them. He hoped she’d just get changed and leave but he had a feeling she wouldn’t leave quietly. Hearing footsteps coming down the stairs five minutes later he looked towards the kitchen door, thankfully she stormed straight out, slamming his front door on the way. He cringed as the door to his apartment slammed but was glad she’d left, he made a mental note that the next time he went out looking for someone to share a night with, he’d make sure they were fully aware of his intentions. Last night he’d obviously been too subtle about what he wanted.

Remembering where he’d been going, he took another glance out of his window to see if it was still raining. The sudden summer shower had started to drizzle to an end and the sun was still shining. He placed his sunglasses on and pulled a baseball cap on over his messy blonde hair. Grabbing his umbrella, just in case it started to rain again, he left his Chelsea apartment. He breathed in the smell of fresh summer rain as he stepped outside and smiled, the sun was shining brightly and it made him forget about the disastrous start to his day.

Opting to walk instead of driving, he set off in the direction of a small shop not far from his apartment, he needed to buy a newspaper, he needed to check he hadn’t made any of the front covers last night. The last thing he needed was another angry call from Louis Walsh. He sighed as he remembered the last time Louis had seen the newspaper before him. He’d been completely unprepared for the rant he’d received and had promised to change his ways. Of course he’d not been completely honest, instead of changing he’d tried to be more discreet with his conquests.

He was so lost in his thoughts that as he rounded a corner he didn’t see the figure running towards him until the last moment. The other person crashed straight into him and he instinctively gripped their shoulders to stop them falling to the ground.

“I am so sorry” A female voice replied as he released her from his grip.

It was then that Kian actually looked at her, the first thing he noticed was that she was soaking wet. The tight fitting white t-shirt she wore, was now see through and it clung to her torso like a second skin. Her hair was also dripping and strands of it stuck to her forehead. It was obvious she’d been caught in the unexpected shower of rain that had not long stopped.

“My face is up here” Her sharp voice caused him to snap his head upwards to look at her.

“Sorry” He laughed nervously, embarrassed at being caught staring at her chest.

“Thanks for breaking my fall” She shot him a half a smile and continued on her way, jogging away from him.

Kian watched her as she got further away from him, it was then he noticed the two dogs that were trotting alongside her. He figured that she’d been out walking them and got caught in the rain. A small smile spread across his face as he watched her until she was out of sight, she was stunning. Even soaking wet and wearing no make-up, she was still beautiful and there was the way she spoke to him. Either she had no clue who he was or she just didn’t care.

He continued on his way to the shop, his mind filled with images of her and her wet t-shirt. He smiled to himself as he thanked God for making it rain that morning, his smile soon disappeared as he reached the shop and saw the front cover of one of the newspapers. There was a drunken photo of him, thankfully it was taken a few nights ago and he was pictured alone, not with the girl he’d taken home that night. Louis wouldn’t be happy about this but he could just argue that he went out, got drunk and then went home, alone.

As long as no pictures surfaced of the girl from last night then no one needed to know about yet another of his one night stands. He touched his cheek as he remembered the hard slap she’d delivered him, he knew he deserved it. After his last relationship had ended he vowed not to get involved with anyone again, that way he could never be hurt. He would simply use women for sex and never get too close. Never falling in love again.

Kian picked up one of the newspapers and paid for it, quickly walking back to his apartment. He sat down at his kitchen table and started to read the story that had been written about him. Luckily for him whoever had written the story hadn’t seen him leave with anyone and it was just more of the same stuff that was always in the press about him. He was up to his old tricks, he was a womaniser and wasn’t over his ex, so he constantly went out and tried to drown his sorrows.

“They never get anything right” Kian said with a small laugh as he folded the paper up and tossed it to one side.

Everyone assumed that his relationship ended because she broke up with him, the truth was that he ended the relationship with her. It had taken him a while to discover the truth about her, not only had she only used him for his status but she’d constantly cheated on him when he was touring or away promoting. It tore him apart when he discovered her infidelity, he confronted her about it and she’d admitted everything. She broke his heart further when she told him that she never actually loved him, that she’d just used him to further her career. It hadn’t taken him long to get over her and that made him realise that maybe he wasn’t as in love with her as he once thought.

What hurt the most was the betrayal he felt, he trusted her and she abused his trust by using him, making him fall in love with her and then crushing his heart. To add insult to injury she’d then told the papers that she’d dumped him. Stating that she no longer loved him and that she’d caught him in bed with a stripper, claiming it wasn’t the first time he’d been unfaithful to her. Of course the press believed every lie she told them and this only made her popularity grow, while his was at an all time low.

She was a struggling glamour model when he’d met her several years ago and as their relationship became more serious, the job offers rolled in. She worked her way up from appearing in newspapers, topless, to modelling the latest fashions on the catwalk. Her success had come about from being seen with Kian, he was famous and being pictured with him had increased her popularity. Something she’d relished in. After their break-up she’d sold her story to a magazine and had really turned on the water works, she was the victim of the entire break-up and everyone seemed to side with her.

Kian’s refusal to comment on the break-up had only made things worse. If her allegations had been false, then surely he would’ve defended himself. Instead the press believed everything she told them, about the ‘real’ Kian Egan. He’d neglected her, took her for granted and had constantly flirted with other woman, even when she was stood next to him. It had ended in a very public argument when the pair and bumped into each other at a social event. Of course the camera had been rolling and had managed to get the entire thing on film.

He never did bother to correct her accusations about why their relationship ended, him being the cause of the relationship ending because of his infidelities was far less embarrassing than being cheated on and used because of who he was. He was more annoyed at how she tried to claim that he’d cheated on her, he’d always been dedicated to the relationship and although he may have been tempted when away on tour, he’d never  succumbed to another woman’s charms.

The only people that knew the truth was his three best friends, Shane, Nicky and Mark and their partners. They’d even given an interview about the whole story, stating that they’d been with Kian during the times he was supposed to have cheated on his girlfriend and that it was all lies. The media still hadn’t stopped printing things about him and his ex and he doubted they ever would.

His phone ringing broke him from his memories and he reluctantly picked up the ringing device, he’d expected it to be Louis, ready to give him a lecture about ending up on the front page but he was surprised to see Shane’s name flashing up on his screen.

“Morning mate” Kian answered the phone to his friend.

“How you feeling this morning?” Shane asked with a slight grin in his voice.

“I’m grand, ask again after Louis has finished with me though” He replied with an eye roll.

“Yeah…I saw the paper” Shane replied, sympathetically, “The article wasn’t that bad though, you get rid of the girl this morning?”

“She fucking slapped me” Kian sighed down the phone, “It was so awkward though, next time I’m not bringing anyone back to mine. I can’t deal with these girls who think that after one night together we’re a couple or something”

“Next time?” Shane asked his friend, “So you’re gonna keep on with this lifestyle then? Even after what Louis said?”

“Don’t start Shay, I just need to be more careful with who I take home with me” Kian sighed, “As long as there’s no more stories sold about me then Louis wont complain”

“If you say so mate” Shane sighed, “I just hate seeing you like this, don’t you want to find someone, settle down and be happy?”

“I’m happy right now Shay, I don’t want another girlfriend. A relationship is too much like hard work” Kian said, not bothering to disguise the fed up tone in his voice.

Shane sensed that Kian didn’t want to talk about it any longer and decided to change the subject, “So what time you heading to the arena? We’ve got sound check at 2”

“I might leave in an hour, I wanna grab some lunch from catering before the sound check” Kian told his friend, “Are we going out after the gig tonight?”

“I think so, Mark mentioned a club he’s been wanting to go to, so I think he wants us all to go there” Shane explained, “I’m assuming you’re gonna be joining us”

“Of course I am” Kian laughed, “And before you start, I promise to be on my best behaviour”

“See you in a bit, Ki” Shane laughed, ending their call.

Kian glanced again at the newspaper and folded it up, putting it in the bin as he walked out of the kitchen and headed up stairs to take a shower before heading to the O2 arena for their sound check.

***

Later that night, after performing to a sold out crowd at London’s O2 arena, they headed to Blue Lagoon, the club that Mark had suggested to them. It was close to midnight when they finally arrived and were shown straight to the V.I.P area. The V.I.P area was located upstairs in the club, a balcony over looked the rest of the packed night club and a two way mirrored partition gave the V.I.P area some privacy but allowing the guests to view the rest of the club without being seen.

The décor inside was all different shades of blue and the lights reflected on the walls and ceiling like ripples of water. The whole ambience of the club made it feel like a secluded lagoon, even the staff in the club wore something that matched the theme. The female staff all wore a blue tank top with denim shorts and heels. The male staff in the club all wore a Hawaiian shirt with only a few buttons done up, with white linen shorts and flip flops.

“This is a pretty nice place” Nicky commented as he looked around the club after being shown to a reserved table, “I reckon would love it here”

“Why aren’t the girls here anyway? I thought they always come to the London gigs” Kian asked, as a waitress took their drink orders.

“They’re flying in tomorrow” Mark answered, looking forward to seeing his wife.

“It’ll be nice to see them again” Kian said plastering a false smile on his face, seeing the other three with their wives and girlfriend would only remind him that he was the only single one in the group.

Kian turned his attention to the packed dance floor down in the main club, he loved the fact that he could watch all the party goers but none of them could see him. He smiled as his gaze rested on a group of girls dancing in the middle of the dance floor.

“Forget about it this time” Nicky’s voice sounded close to his ear, “You were lucky to get away with it last night, for once just go home alone and wait for it all to die down”

“What makes you think I was gonna try and pull tonight?” Kian questioned his friend, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I dunno Ki, could be the way you’re staring at the group of girls down there” Nicky smirked at him, knowing he was right.

“Nah, none of them are my type” Kian replied, turning his head away from the dance floor.

“I thought your type was a pair of tits and a pulse” Nicky laughed, quickly stopping when he saw the look on Kian’s face, “I was kidding”

“I know, sorry Nick. Guess I’m a little touchy after what happened this morning” He said with a sigh.

“Guess your latest girl didn’t take getting dumped very well?” Nicky asked, already knowing what had happened.

Kian was about to open his mouth to respond when a waitress walked over and placed their drinks down in front of them, Kian stared at her until she walked away from their table. He thought he recognised her but just couldn’t place who she was. He kept his eyes fixed on her as she walked over to the bar and started to talk to the bartender as he prepared some drinks. A slight panic washed over him as he thought she could be a girl he’d slept with and then dumped the next day.

“Don’t even think about it” Mark’s warning voice broke his train of thought and he turned his attention to his friend.

“Don’t think about what?” Kian frowned, staring at his friend in confusion.

“Going after a waitress, again” Shane chimed in before taking a sip from his drink.

“Yeah, Mark’s still not forgiven you for the last time” Nicky gave a small laugh.

“The last time?” Kian frowned again.

“Last time you picked up a waitress, slept with her and then dumped her the next day. We still can’t go back to the that club because of her” Shane reminded him.

“That was one of my favourite clubs too” Mark sulked, shaking his head from side to side.

“I’m sorry Marky but this time it’s different. I’m sure I know her from somewhere…” Kian said, turning his attention back to the bar to look at her again.

Shane turned round in his seat to get a glimpse of her, Nicky and Mark also did the same, “Sorry mate, no clue who she is” Mark added as they all watched her.

“Not bad though” Shane commented approvingly.

“Don’t let hear ya say that, Shay” Nicky laughed giving him a nudge.

“Yeah like she doesn’t look at other guys and besides isn’t as jealous as , actually I’m surprised she’s not phoned you yet” Shane laughed seeing the smile disappear from Nicky’s face, “She has hasn’t she? How many times Byrne?”

“Shut up Shay, we’re newlyweds for fucks sake. She just misses me” Nicky defended his new wife, “Has even called you today?”

“Don’t start Nick” Shane rolled his eyes not wanting to get into an argument at the lack of contact he had with his girlfriend just lately.

“Then don’t start with ” Nicky retorted as he looked towards the girl at the bar once more.

“I’ve got it, I know where I know her from” Kian suddenly said, remembering her as the girl that bumped into him earlier in the morning.

***

“Hey , I think you’ve got some thirsty V.I.P’s over there” motioned towards the table in the corner with his head.

turned her attention in the direction was referring to, the four men were all sat looking straight at her.

She sighed, “God can’t you tell they’re Irish, I only took them a drink a few minutes ago”

“They’re also famous, so let’s hope they’re big tippers” He said giving her a wink as he finished serving up some drinks and handed the order to another waitress.

grabbed her tray and walked round the other side of the bar, “No rest for the wicked” She said giving a smile as she walked towards their table.

***

“Oh shit, she’s coming over now” Mark said, quickly turning back around, just as Kian was about to explain about how she’d ran into him this morning.

“Hi, can I get any of you guys another drink?” The waitress asked, smiling politely at them.

“Actually we’re still working on these ones but Kian here does have something he wanted to ask you” Nicky smirked, ignoring the daggers he was receiving from Kian.

“Err so… it’s nice to see you got dried off” He blurted out, having no idea what else to say but the image of her drenched was still fresh in his mind.

“Excuse me?” She frowned, looking at him with a look of confusion.

“This morning, don’t you remember me?” He asked, matching her frown, he hoped he wasn’t that hard to forget, he certainly hadn’t forgotten her.

“I’m sorry but I think you’ve confused me with someone else” She said, turning and walking away from him.

“Was that supposed to be a chat up line?” Mark burst out laughing.

“If it was, that was really lame, almost as bad as the time you said ‘I’m Kian from Westlife, wanna get out of here?’ actually I’d say that was worse than that line” Nicky laughed along with Mark.

“Fuck off, I’ve never once used that line” Kian huffed, “Actually she got caught in the rain this morning and ran into me, her t-shirt was practically see through…I’m going to talk to her”

Nicky, Mark and Shane all watched Kian walk off towards the waitress who was stood at the bar talking to the bartender.

“S’cuse me” He said clearing his throat behind her as she turned around to face him.

“How can I help you?” She asked, turning to face him, the polite smile dropping from her face when she saw him stood in front of her.

“I just wanted to talk to you” Kian said watching as she walked away from him and round to the other side of the bar, “We spoke this morning, don’t you remember? You were soaking wet and you ran into me, seriously how can you forget that?”

“I remember you…” She nodded her head as he smiled at her, “You’re the pervert who couldn’t stop staring at my tits” She said with a smirk.

Kian blushed furiously, was that how she remembered him? The pervert who stared at her tits, and got caught. He cleared his throat and shook his head, not wanting to let her rattle him.

“Yeah…sorry about that but y’know the rain and your white top…anyway I guess that’s why you were running?” He replied, trying to get into a proper conversation with her.

“Fucking rain came out of nowhere” She cursed, turning and reaching up to the top shelf for a bottle of vodka.

Kian’s eyes travelled along her body, the tank top she was wearing rose slightly as she stretched for the bottle on the top shelf and he got a glimpse of the tattoo on her lower back. It was a series of musical notes written as if it was on sheet music. He quickly averted his eyes as she turned to face him, grabbing a glass and pouring a drink out. Not wanting to get caught staring again but longing for a closer look at her tattoo.

“So do you live near where you bumped into me?” He asked resting his elbows on the bar in front of him while she made a round of drinks.

“In Chelsea?” She laughed and shook her head, “I wish, no I walk dogs for a couple of people who live there, apparently they’re too wealthy to walk their own fucking dogs”

Kian wasn’t quite sure what to say next, she wasn’t like the usual girls he went for. He would usually target the ones that looked the easiest but she was different and he definitely wanted to get to know her better.

“So you walk dogs during the day and work here at night?” He asked, glancing round the swanky club.

“I get good tips” She winked, picking up the tray of drinks she’d prepared and heading off to deliver them.

Kian watched her walk off, leaning his elbows back on the bar. She raised  the tray above her head, as she did so Kian caught sight of another tattoo. It was hard to make out but it seemed to be down her side, running down her ribs, appearing from underneath her tank top and disappearing beneath the tiny pair of denim shorts she was wearing. He smiled as he thought about getting a closer look at that one and wondered how far up her torso it went. His trousers started to feel a little bit tighter as inappropriate thoughts of her flooded his mind.

“So that went well” Nicky nodded his head as Kian rejoined them at their table, “At least she didn’t slap you”

Kian stared at Shane who quickly looked away, “You told them?” He cried out.

Shane shrugged his shoulders as Nicky and Mark erupted in a fit of laughter, “Sorry mate, it just slipped out. So did you try it on with the waitress?”

Kian shook his head, “No, for your information I didn’t”

“Probably a good idea, I doubt she’d be interested anyway” Nicky laughed, noticing the look on his friends face, “She doesn’t look as easy as the other types of girls you go for”

“Maybe that’s what I like about her…” Kian replied thoughtfully, glancing at her as she served some drinks to another table.

“Well now you can ask her out” Nicky smirked as he signalled for her to come to their table, “She’s coming over”

“Same again guys?” She asked smiling politely at the four men.

“Yeah and can you throw in something a little stronger, maybe four shots and get one for yourself on me” Nicky said giving her a wink as she turned and walked away.

“Buying her a drink, Nick?” Kian rolled his eyes at his friend as he secretly observed her over by the bar.

“I was being friendly” Nicky defended, as she started to make her way back to their table with the drinks, “She’s coming back, now’s the time to use some of that Egan charm”

“Here we go guys, four beers and four shots” She smiled placing all the drinks down and leaving an extra shot glass on the tray.

She picked up the stray shot and raised it to her lips, throwing her head back as she let the liquid slide down her throat, slamming the empty glass upside down on the tray. The four men looked at each other before following her lead and downing their shots. She gathered all the empty glasses up and placed them on her tray.

“So, fancy joining us for a drink?” Kian spoke up before she had chance to walk away.

“Sorry, I’m working” She smiled apologetically and walked away, leaving Kian staring at her retreating figure.

Kian heard a few muffled giggles coming from the table, he turned his gaze to his three friends. He let out an annoyed huff and pushed himself to his feet, walking after the waitress that seemed to have no interest in him whatsoever. He wasn’t used to women saying no to him, even if it was just an innocent invitation for a drink. He smiled deviously to himself, it had been a long time since a woman had challenged him and he’d missed it.

The endless amount of easy lays were starting to get boring, he hadn’t realised that until she turned him down. He no longer wanted to bed someone that was only interested in him because of who he was. He wanted them to want him for him, Kian Egan. He still didn’t want a relationship with anyone but going after women that were hard to get would add to the pleasure. The thrill of the chase.

“Hi” He smiled, leaning on the bar while she poured another round of drinks on the other side of it, “So, what time do you finish work tonight?”

“Why?” She asked, staring at him in confusion, trying to work out why he’d taken a sudden interest in her.

“Because I wanted you to join me for a drink” Kian replied, a charming smirk on his face.

“Sorry but I’m pretty tired, after work I’ll just head home and go straight to bed” She answered, trying to remain polite as she possibly could.

“That sounds even better than a drink” He grinned at her.

“That wasn’t an invitation…” She said, her tone getting slightly more annoyed

“You sure about that, love?” Kian gave her a wink.

“Love?” repeated, desperately trying to remain professional.

Reminding herself that she’d finally been allowed to work in the V.I.P lounge. This was where the big tippers were and if she lost her composure now she doubted her boss would ever let her work up here again.

“So how about it? Fancy coming back to my place for a night cap?” Kian asked, no longer caring about how blunt he was being with her.

“You know what I really want?” She smiled back at him, edging closer to the bar, leaning forward and getting closer to him as he smiled back.

Kian leant forward, closing the gap between them, “What’s that darlin’?” He asked with a cocky smile, thinking he’d won her over.

“I would really love it…” She whispered, moving closer until her mouth was right next to his ear, “…if you’d fuck off”

She moved away from him and turned her back on him as she finished preparing the drinks, she could almost feel his dazzling blue eyes burning into her back. She cursed herself for noticing the colour of his eyes and carried on pouring the drinks. When she turned around he’d gone.

***

Kian stormed back to the table and grabbed his drink, downing almost half of it in one go.

“Did Kian Egan just get rejected by a woman?” Mark laughed loudly.

“I believe he did Marky” Nicky joined in teasing him.

Shane began to laugh along with them both until he noticed the thunderous look on Kian’s face and quickly stopped. Kian drained the last of his drink and slammed the empty bottle back down onto the table. He abruptly jumped to his feet and stormed away from the group towards the exit of the club.

“Shit, where’s he going now?” Shane worried, getting to his feet as he watched the blonde head weave through the crowd.

“Let him go Shay, getting turned down might finally get him to start behaving properly” Nicky said, dismissively waving his hand in the direction Kian had gone.

“I’m gonna go after him, don’t want him hitting a pap or something and getting into more trouble with Louis” Shane said, getting up and going after Kian.

***

Shane rushed out of the club and spotted Kian walking off down the road, probably in search of a taxi. He jogged down the street and caught up with him a few moments later.

“Why did you have to storm off like that?” He asked, falling into step beside his friend.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “Guess I’m just not used to getting turned down” He mumbled as they kept walking.

“Or maybe you’ve realised that this girl isn’t your normal type and you hate that she’s not falling at your feet like the rest” Shane suggested, wondering if Kian liked this girl more than he was letting on.

“Maybe…” Kian sighed, spotting an oncoming taxi and hailing it as it stopped near the curb.

Shane climbed into the taxi after Kian and Kian gave the driver his address, “You wanna get dropped off at the hotel?” He asked turning his head to Shane.

Shane shook his head, “Nah, I’m coming back to yours. I think we should have a chat”

“I’m really not in the mood for a lecture, Shay” Kian sighed, staring out of the window of the taxi, “I just wanna go home and get drunk”

“Do you know how pathetic it is to get drunk alone” Shane grinned widely as the taxi started it’s journey to Kian’s Chelsea apartment.

***

Kian slumped down next to Shane onto his soft leather sofa as he handed his friend a beer. They sat in silence for almost ten minutes before Kian finally spoke.

“You know it’s almost 2 in the morning, are you gonna lecture me or what?” He asked, turning his head slightly to look at Shane.

Shane laughed and nodded his head, “So what line did you use on her then?”

“I didn’t even bother with a line I just asked her if she wanted to come back to my place” Kian cringed as he relayed their conversation back to Shane.

“She told you to fuck off?” Shane laughed loudly as Kian nodded his head, “Wow…she really doesn’t care about who you are does she?”

“I guess not” Kian said with a small smile, “But it just makes me want her even more…”

“You mean you’re still going after her?” Shane shook his head in disbelief.

Kian nodded his head, “I can’t explain it Shay, she’s the first girl in a long time that isn’t bothered about my fame or money. If she knows who I am, she doesn’t give a shit” He said with a smile.

“And she’s also not interested in you” Shane pointed out as Kian took a swig from his bottle.

“That’s just a small technicality, I’ll win her over and I bet she’s fantastic in bed” Kian thought with a stupid grin spread across his face.

“Wait a minute, you want her but you only want to sleep with her?” Shane asked with a frown as Kian nodded his head, “So you’re willing to put all that effort in to win her over just for a one night stand?”

“Ok, it sounds way worse when you put it like that” Kian tried to defend himself, “I’m starting to get bored of girls throwing themselves at me, I miss the thrill of a girl playing hard to get”

“Mate, I really hope it’s just the drink talking…cause I’m getting worried about you” Shane shook his head as he drained the last of his beer.

“Whatever…I’m going back to Blue Lagoon tomorrow night after the concert and I’m going to ask her out again” Kian said, almost as if he was talking to himself, planning what he was going to do and not talking to Shane.

“Well I’m gonna leave you to plot your next move, I’m going to bed” Shane left his empty bottle on the table and headed to Kian’s guest room.

Kian stared at the wall as he sipped on his beer, thoughts of her running through his mind. She was certainly different to his usual type and he found that refreshing. Part of him hoped that she could be more than a one night stand, maybe they could spend a few intimate nights together. No commitment, of course. He smiled against the rim of his bottle as he thought about her tattoos again.

He couldn’t decide which one he wanted a closer look at first, the music notes across her lower back or the writing across her ribs. Tilting the bottle back and finishing the last of his beer he stood up, grabbing Shane’s empty bottle and his own as he walked to the kitchen. He tossed the empties in the bin and headed to bed, thoughts of the waitress flooding his slightly intoxicated mind.

***

Kian dropped Shane off at the hotel late the next morning, he walked up to his friends hotel room and waited while he had a quick shower and changed his clothes. Half an hour later they were on their way to the arena, earlier than usual.

“Remind me why we’re going this early?” Kian asked, the dull ache of his headache already causing him some discomfort.

“Because the girls are coming today, their flight landed ten minutes ago” Shane answered with a smile, excited to see his girlfriend after the brief time they’d spent apart.

“Oh yeah…forgot about that” Kian sighed, pulling up at a set of red lights.

“Don’t sound so happy about it, I’ve not seen for nearly a week” Shane rolled his eyes at his friend.

“A week? Shane it’s been four days” Kian laughed shaking his head and then instantly regretting the sudden movement.

“Feels like a week…” Shane mumbled, resting his head on his hand as he stared out of the window.

The rest of the car journey was spent in silence as Kian drove them to the arena, pulling round the back near the backstage area. After arranging for one of the stage hands to take his car home Kian followed Shane into the arena as they went in search of Mark and Nicky.

“So you still planning on going to Blue Lagoon tonight?” Shane asked, as they walked the corridor towards their dressing rooms.

“Yep” He replied with a confidence that Shane hadn’t seen for while, apparently last night it wasn’t just the alcohol talking.

“Try and find out her name then” Shane laughed as he opened the door to Mark’s dressing room, shocked to see inside.

“Did your flight land early?” Shane asked, frowning at them both as he glanced at his watch.

“We changed flights, there was a couple of seats on an earlier flight so me and changed to that one. I wanted to surprise Mark” smiled, looking at her husband lovingly.

“And she did surprise me, walked into my dressing room and she was just sitting here” Mark grinned, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“Let’s leave the love birds alone, shall we?” Kian said tugging on Shane’s arm and pulling him out of Mark’s dressing room.

Shane strode next door to his dressing room and flung the door open, hoping to see his girlfriend sitting inside. He let out a disappointed sigh when he saw it was empty and slumped onto the sofa, taking his phone out of his pocket.

“Why hasn’t she at least called me?” Shane sighed tossing his phone onto the seat of the sofa next to him.

“To tell you what?” Kian asked following Shane inside, “That she’s at the airport? That she’s just checking in? That she’s just passed through security? That she’s on the plane?”

Shane shrugged his shoulders and picked up his phone as Kian sat down beside him, “I dunno…anything would do. It’s like she doesn’t care…”

“Doesn’t care?” Kian laughed at him, “ loves you, she doesn’t need to phone you fifty times a day to show it”

“Would it hurt her to have gotten an early flight like and ?” Shane argued, a frown fixed firmly on his face.

“Maybe there wasn’t enough room for the three of them or maybe was running late and couldn’t get there in time for the early flight?” Kian suggested, not wanting Shane to get worked up over something that could easily be a misunderstanding.

“Or maybe she doesn’t love me anymore…” Shane mumbled just loud enough for Kian to hear.

“You really are a fucking eejit, Filan” Kian shook his head and for the second time that morning he winced at the pounding in his head, “She loves you, you love her. Don’t fuck it up”

Before Shane could reply, his phone started to ring. Kian knew from the smile on his face that it was calling him. He got to his feet and left Shane’s dressing room, giving his friend some privacy as he spoke to his girlfriend. He closed the door behind him and went next door to his own dressing room. It was times like this he truly felt lonely and like his life was missing something. Although he made out that he was perfectly happy sleeping around, he wasn’t. He was alone and he missed having a girlfriend but he just couldn’t bring himself to trust again, not after how his last relationship ended.

No amount of loneliness would make him open up his heart to anyone again. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he allowed his thoughts to be filled with the waitress from last night. A small smile spread onto his face as he thought about what he hoped tonight would bring. Never before had a woman filled his thoughts like she was doing, he needed to try and win her over as soon as possible before she drove him insane with want.

***

After the concert that night they all remained at the arena and got showered and dressed there instead of heading straight to their hotel. Kian walked out of his dressing room just as Shane was leaving his.

“All sorted then?” Kian asked, nodding towards the closed door where he assumed was.

Shane nodded his head and smiled, “Yeah…you were right, I was being an idiot. She tried to get on the earlier flight but there wasn’t any seats left, so she told and to go ahead”

“You need to stop overreacting mate, I told you it wasn’t because she doesn’t care” Kian smiled at his friend.

“You still going to Blue Lagoon?” Shane asked, noticing that Kian was dressed to go out.

Kian nodded his head, “Yeah, where are you lot going?”

“Mark heard about a club that’s supposed to be pretty good, so we’re gonna go there tonight” Shane told his friend, “If your nights a bust, give me a call and I’ll tell you where we are”

“Hopefully, I’ll be busy” Kian playfully slapped Shane on the shoulder as he walked away, “See ya later”

Kian got one of their drivers to take him to the club, it was already coming up to midnight and the club was packed. There was a massive queue of people outside trying to get into the exclusive club. Kian’s car stopped right outside the V.I.P entrance and he walked towards the door, as a few of the waiting paparazzi snapped pictures of him.

Stepping into the V.I.P area, he scanned the room, searching for her. Unable to see her, he walked up to the bar and sat down on one of the bar stools. He ordered a drink and turned his view back to the V.I.P area, wondering where she was tonight.

“Looking for someone?” Kian turned as he heard the bartender behind him, placing his drink down in front of him.

“There was a waitress working last night and I was hoping to see her again” Kian told the him, giving a brief description of the waitress.

“There’s a lot of girls that work here that sound like your waitress, does she have a name?” He asked.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “No idea, she didn’t tell me” He sighed.

“Sorry, can’t help you then. If she’s not here it might be her night off” He said turning away from Kian to serve another customer.

Kian grabbed his drink and moved towards the mirrored partition that over looked the rest of the club. He scanned the crowd, wondering if she was working downstairs tonight. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and took it out, seeing a new text from Nicky. ‘Just spotted your waitress here’

Kian swore silently to himself as he read the message, downing the remainders of his drink he headed outside and found a quiet area. He called Nicky and got the name of the club they were at, quickly hailing a taxi he was soon on his way.

Kian walked into the club and spotted his friends and their partners sat at a large table, the V.I.P area in this club wasn’t as private as the one at Blue Lagoon. It was sectioned off by a velvet rope and a burly security guard. Kian was shown through to the V.I.P section by the manager, who seemed thrilled to have the entire band in his club.

“So? Where is she?” Kian asked as soon as he reached their table.

“Hello to you too, Ki” Nicky said with an eye roll.

“Yeah, yeah…hello. Where is she?” He asked again.

“She’s on the dance floor, mate” Mark told him, putting a stop to Nicky’s attempts at winding his friend up.

Kian smiled gratefully at Mark and walked towards the velvet rope that separated the V.I.P area from the rest of the club. He stood on his tip toes trying to scan the crowded club for her. He could barely see the dance floor from his position, so he decided to take a closer look. Walking past the security guy in charge of keeping unwanted people out of the V.I.P section. He weaved his way through the crowded club until he got closer to the dance floor.

There she was, dancing with a few of her friends. She was smiling and singing along to the song the DJ was playing. He stood still, almost on the edge of the dance floor and just watched her. His eyes travelled over her body, taking in her choice of clothes for the evening. She wore a black vest top that showed a small amount of her midriff and sparkled with the diamantes stitched into the fabric. Her jeans looked almost skin tight as they lay low on her stomach, revealing a little more of the tattoo as it disappeared below her trouser line.

He noticed that instead of heels she wore a pair of worn work boots, tied loosely around her ankles. The overall look worked for her, the simple outfit made her look sexy as hell and she was far from his usual type. Yet he still felt drawn to her. He forced his eyes upwards across her curves and finally reached her face, shocked to see her looking back at him. She’d obviously caught his eyes lingering on her body and yet she continued to look at him with a playful smile on her face. He kept his composure and stared back at her as she continued to dance. Kian wanted her more than he’d ever wanted anyone before.

He watched as a few guys danced closer to the group of friends and one in particular positioned himself closer to her and began dancing with her. She didn’t object, she simply danced close to him but her eyes were locked with his. He knew she’d expect him to make another move on her, so instead he smiled at her and made a drinking motion with his hand as he headed to the bar. He reached the bar and ordered a bottle of beer, he thought about ordering her a drink but he had no idea what she was drinking. His usual type of girl would’ve been easy, in more ways than one, an expensive glass of wine or champagne would have them eating out of the palm of his hand. But not her, she was different.

For the first time since he’d walked into the club he took a look round, it was full of neon strip lights that graced the walls and hung from the high ceilings. Black lights filled the club making everything that was white, glow brightly. It reminded him of a cheesy hip hop music video, which seemed to fit in with the style of music the DJ had been playing since he set foot inside. It all seemed to be R&B, hip hop or dance. Not his type of music at all. He cast his eyes back to the dance floor and saw her again, dancing sexily with the same guy as before. He allowed a small smile to play on his lips, maybe this kind of music had it’s perks after all.

“So is this you making your move?” A voice said loudly next to Kian’s ear.

Kian smiled as he recognised the voice of his friends girlfriend, “Sort of” He shrugged turning to look at .

“So why are you over here and she’s over there dancing with some guy?” asked with a laugh.

“Why are you encouraging me to go for it? I thought you were all against my one night stands” He frowned at her.

smiled and leaned closer to him, “Because I think you actually like this girl, deep down” She smiled at him.

“Deep down?” Kian laughed at her.

“Ok, so deep, deep, deep down” She smiled at him, “She could be the girl that helps you forget her”

Kian smiled at the venom in her voice, they all refused to say his ex girlfriend’s name when they spoke about her. There wasn’t many people they hated but she was high on their list. Sometimes he thought they hated her more than he did.

“I dunno about that , but she’s definitely caught my interest” Kian smiled, glancing over her shoulder at the girl on the dance floor.

“Don’t stare for too long, Ki” smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking back to her table in the V.I.P section.

***

“ , do you know that guy over there?” turned as she heard her friends voice in her ear.

“Not really, he was at the Lagoon last night” She replied with a shrug, excusing herself from her dancing partner and following her friend off the dance floor.

“Do you know who that is?” practically screamed down her ear as she picked up her drink.

“He’s in that Irish boy band, West- something…” She trailed off taking a sip from her bottle of beer.

“Westlife. That’s Kian from Westlife and he’s been staring at you for the last 10 minutes” shrieked with excitement, “You should go over and talk to him or something”

“Why would I want to do that?” asked with a laugh.

“Look at him, are you telling me you’re not interested in him?” Her friend asked with an incredulous look on her face, “He certainly looks interested in you”

“He’s just not my type” replied, glancing over at Kian again, his eyes  still fixed on her.

“I’m not saying marry the guy, just have a little fun. Trust me, he’s not into long term relationships” smiled at , “He’s in the papers almost every weekend, he’s got a bit of a reputation. This could be just what you need, y’know get back on the dating horse”

took another drink from her bottle of beer, emptying the contents and placing the bottle down onto the table, “Still…I’m not interested in him” She replied with a shrug.

“If he makes a move on you, go for it” Her friend grinned, “You deserve to have some fun y’know and he could be perfect for one night of fun”

“Maybe…but a boy bander?” pulled a face, “I dunno about that”

“He’s a good looking guy, stop being so fussy. It’s been ages since you went out on a date and I can’t remember you ever pulling on a night out” reminded her friend about her last failed relationship and disastrous dating streak.

glanced towards the bar again and allowed her eyes to travel over the blonde celebrity. was right, he was a good looking guy, not her type but still good looking. He wore a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a pair of faded jeans. It was hard to tell much about him by the clothes he was wearing but she found it hard to break her gaze from him. She was very aware that his eyes were constantly on her and was starting to enjoy having his attention.

Even though she wouldn’t have a clue who he was if her friend hadn’t told her, she’d heard one or two of their songs and found them enjoyable. She still wouldn’t have known who he was or any of his band members and yet she still had his attention. For some reason he was unable to take his eyes off her, but he hadn’t made another move on her. Maybe he’d only come here in search of someone more willing to spend the night with him. Then why were his eyes only fixed on her? Maybe her friend was right, maybe spending the night with him was just what she needed. Holding a celebrities attention the way she was at the moment was certainly boasting her confidence. He could probably have any number of girls in the club tonight and yet his eyes were fixed solely on her.

“Oh my god! I love this song” screeched, grabbing ’s arm and pulling her back towards the dance floor.

***

Kian had watched on as she chatted to her friend while sipping on her drink, making a note of what she was drinking. He’d been mesmerised watching how her lips covered the mouth of the bottle, feeling himself becoming turned on at the simplicity of her action. Her eyes briefly met his as she was dragged to the dance floor by her excited friend. Kian heard the song and remembered hearing it once or twice before, it was ok but it wasn’t something he’d choose to listen to.

A smile formed on his face as he watched her dance, she moved in perfect rhythm with the music and he couldn’t take his eyes off her. He noticed her lips moving along with some of the words to the song and then realised she was staring straight at him. Staring at him whilst singing the slightly provocative lyrics to the song that was currently playing.

Tonight, I want all of you tonight.

Give me everything, tonight.

For all we know, we might not get tomorrow.

Let’ s do it tonight.

He wasn’t sure if she was showing her interest in him or just singing along to the song, she hadn’t broke eye contact with him yet and a small smile was tugging on the corners of her mouth. He took it as a good sign and started to walk towards her, she continued to dance as her eyes remained locked on him. He frowned slightly as she was approached by another man, she seemed to ignore him and simply moved away as she continued to dance. This only spurred Kian on more as he weaved through the dance floor and finally reached her, standing still in front of her, unsure of what to do next.

“You gonna dance or just stand there all night?” She asked, as she moved closer to him so he could hear her over the music.

Kian laughed close to her ear, boldly placing his hands on her hips and pulling her closer to him as he started to dance along with her. He smiled to himself as she remained close to him, feeling like he was finally getting somewhere as her hands rested on his shoulders. He thought about sliding his hands down to her pert bum and resting them there but quickly decided against it. He could hear her singing a few more of the lines of the songs and hoped that there was a deeper meaning to the lyrics.

And I might drink a little more than I should, tonight.

And I might take you home with me, if I could, tonight.

And baby, Ima make you feel so good, tonight.

Cause we might not get tomorrow.

Kian gently bit his bottom lip as he heard the words she was singing, he wanted nothing more than to let her take him home tonight. They danced for the rest of the song and for the next two after that. Kian had no idea what they were dancing to but he was enjoying the style of dance that came with this style of music. There was a lot of grinding of hips and he was already starting to feel the effects of having her this close to him. She was teasing him, he concluded, she knew exactly what she was doing to him and he assumed she could feel the effects pressing against her thigh.

Taking his chance he moved his hands from her lower back and ran them over her denim clad bum, receiving no resistance from her he smiled as they continued to dance. He felt her move out of his embrace and turn around so that her back was facing him, he placed his hands on her hips as they danced. She tilted her head backwards and leant against his broad chest, raising one arm in the air and running her fingers through his blonde hair. He placed a soft kiss on her neck as she leant her head back, exposing more of her skin to him.

Kian ran his fingertips down her raised arm, gently tracing over her skin then running his hand down the length of her body. He placed his hand on her hip and brushed his thumb over the bare skin where her top had ridden up slightly. He trailed his lips over her skin until he reached her ear and whispered his burning question to her.

“Fancy going somewhere a bit more private?” He knew he was pushing his luck but he had to ask, she was driving him crazy with desire.

She pulled her head back from him and removed herself from his embrace, “Don’t you think it’s a bit soon?” She said loudly over the music as they both stood still on the dance floor.

Kian looked disappointed at her, he assumed he was being rejected again, a feeling he was beginning to hate. He nodded his head and let out a small sigh, forcing a smile onto his face.

“Thanks for the dances then, I might see you around” Kian reluctantly admitted defeat for tonight, but not giving up on her totally.

Kian went to walk away when he felt a hand grab his wrist and pull him back, “I said it was too soon, I never said it wasn’t going to happen” She smiled cheekily at him.

“Oh” Kian raised his eyebrows as she still kept hold of his wrist, pulling him towards the bar.

“What you drinking?” asked, as they reached the bar.

“Same as you” Kian shrugged, finding himself more intrigued by her the more time he spent with her.

“Kian!” He heard someone call his name and turned his head.

A young girl stood in front of him with a large grin on her face and a camera in her hand. He assumed she was a fan and smiled slightly at her.

“I’m really sorry to bother you but do you think I could get a picture with you?” She asked, an excited grin spread across her face.

“Course you can, darlin” He said handing her camera to his new friend and placing an arm round the young girl.

“Thank you so much” She burst out, rushing off into the crowd with her camera.

“Well that was nice of you” grinned at him, pushing a shot glass in front of him as she sat on one of the bar stools.

“What can I say, I’m a nice guy” Kian smirked back, sitting on the stool next to her and grabbing the glass, downing the harsh liquid in one go.

imitated his actions and drank her shot, ordering another one for them both. This continued for the next hour and soon they were both starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. Kian glanced towards the V.I.P lounge where his friends were sat hours ago. They were gone and he hadn’t even noticed them leave, he’d been so wrapped up in the girl next to him.

“You haven’t told me your name” Kian slurred leaning into her.

“You haven’t asked me my name” She replied with a naughty grin, the blonde was starting to grow on her and she found herself actually enjoying teasing him.

Kian leant forward on his bar stool, steadying himself as he nearly fell off and brushed his lips against hers. It was his turn to tease her now as he barely made any contact, his lips teasingly hovering above hers as he moved to her ear.

“What’s your name?” He asked, his warm breath tickling her neck as he spoke.

“Is it really important?” She asked, also whispering in his ear as he remained leant close to her, “I think we both want the same thing, don’t we?”

Kian felt her hand on his thigh and smiled, studying her face and the way she nervously bit on her bottom lip. He could tell that she wasn’t the kind of girl that did this very often and her apparent nerves only made her seem more attractive to him. Stepping off the barstool Kian grabbed her hand and encouraged her to follow him. They weaved through the crowd of drunk party goers until they reached the main door. Kian stopped, remembering the amount of paparazzi that was outside when he’d entered the club a few hours earlier.

Kian noticed they were all still hanging round and took a deep breath, he was far too drunk to care if they pictured him leaving the club with someone. He spotted a few black cabs waiting outside and pulled her out the door with him and straight into one of the waiting cabs. As soon as he’d given his address to the driver his lips found hers. He kissed her hard, holding her face between his hands as he pressed her against the leather seat of the black cab. Her hands ran through the back of his hair as he deepened the kiss, his tongue diving into her mouth and battling against it’s counter part. Finally the cab pulled up outside Kian’s apartment building, he tore himself away from her and paid the driver, pulling her out of the car and leading her towards his apartment.

As he fumbled with the access key to the main door, she pressed him against the wall, hungrily attacking his mouth with her own. The copious amount of alcohol she’d consumed, added with the fresh air, was making her head spin and made her want the blonde more with each one of his burning touches. She smiled against his lips as he blindly reached out and tried to swipe the key card to gain access to the apartment complex. Pulling away with a smile spread across her kiss swollen lips, she allowed him to swipe his card and open the door. Pulling her inside with him as his lips crashed upon hers again.

***

Kian woke with a start the next morning as someone was holding their finger on his door bell. He mumbled a couple of swear words as he dragged himself out of bed and pulled his jeans on, grabbing the nearest t-shirt he could find and pulling it over his head. Whoever was at the door, still held their finger on the door bell.

“Fuck off with that fucking noise” Kian snapped angrily as he opened his front door.

Shane and exchanged looks with each other and then looked back at Kian, “Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine” Shane commented as he pushed past Kian and walked inside.

“You would be too if you were woken up with that fucking noise” Kian winced as his head pounded from not enough sleep and too much alcohol.

“Did the waitress say no to you again?” Shane asked with a small laugh, “I thought you were finally in when you were dancing with her”

Kian suddenly remembered the waitress he’d brought home last night and rushed into his bedroom. The bed was empty, she was gone. He noticed a small piece of paper sat on the bedside table and walked round to pick it up.

‘Thanks for last night x’

Kian wandered through his apartment and into the kitchen where he could hear Shane and talking.

“She didn’t say no actually, I brought her back here last night but she’s gone. She left me this note though” Kian explained as he placed the note onto the table and searched his medicine cupboard for some painkillers.

“Looks like she knew exactly what last night was about, gone before you even woke up” Shane commented, placing a cup of coffee down in front of his girlfriend and handing another to Kian.

“What are you two doing here anyway?” Kian asked, glancing at the clock on the wall and realising it was only ten in the morning.

“Well I’ve been trying to call you all morning, we’re going back to Ireland first thing tomorrow morning. We’ve got a few days off” Shane explained, “So it must’ve been a really good night if you slept through your phone and the door bell”

Kian glanced at who smiled back at him, she grabbed her coffee and stood up, “I can take a hint, boy talk. I’ll be in the living room” She said, leaving the two of them to talk.

“So? What happened?” Shane asked, a wide grin on his face.

“Shay, it was amazing…” Kian trailed off, “You know how drunken sex is…”

“Quick” Shane finished for him with a laugh.

Kian laughed along with him and nodded his head, “Yeah I guess quick explains it. Well this was the complete opposite, we left the club at about two and I think I got about three hours sleep”

“Sounds like a good night mate” Shane smiled at his friend, “What was her name?”

Kian laughed at the question, “I have no idea, but she had this tattoo on her lower back and another down her side. It went straight down the length of her body and stopped on her hip, I can’t even remember what it said” He smiled, imagining her body art in his mind.

“No name and gone before you’ve even woke up? Sounds like your perfect woman” Shane laughed taking a sip of his coffee.

“This is gonna sound really crazy, Shay but I think I wanna see her again…” Kian admitted, staring into his cup.

“You’re right, that is crazy” Shane agreed, “So, I’m guessing you’re not coming back to Ireland with us?”

“Nah, think I might stay here for a couple of extra days” Kian confirmed, “Who knows, me and her might become a regular thing. No more searching the clubs for the usual easy lays”

“Wait, are you saying that you want to see her on regular basis for sex?” Shane asked, almost chocking on his coffee as Kian nodded his head, “Jesus Ki, that’s almost a relationship, you feeling sick?”

“Funny…” Kian pulled a face at Shane, “What are your plans when you get back home then?”

“Actually…” Shane said quietly, glancing at the kitchen door in case was there, “I’m thinking of popping the question, what do you think?”

“What do I think? I think that it’s about fucking time” Kian said with a smile, “You’ve only been together four years”

“Yeah…I know but, well you know how things can go wrong. I suppose I just wanted to make sure, y’know, not rush into something” Shane admitted to his friend.

“I think you’ve waited long enough mate, Mark was engaged after 6 months” Kian laughed, “Poor , making her wait for so long”

“She’s never really mentioned marriage, do you think she wants to stay like we are?” Shane suddenly panicked, “God I’m making a mistake, aren’t I?”

“Calm down Shay, I’m sure she wants to marry you. Every girls wants a wedding, don’t they?” Kian tried to convince Shane that he was doing the right thing.

“Yeah I suppose you’re right” Shane breathed out a long sigh, “We’d better be going, I need to pack and I think we’re going out again tonight, some place I’m sure you’ll want to come”

“Oh yeah, where you going?” Kian asked, suddenly feeling interested as he and Shane walked into the living room

“Nicky mentioned going back to Blue Lagoon, apparently he told about it and she’s dying to go there before we all head home” Shane explained to him, not missing the small smirk that had formed on his friends lips at the mere mention of the name of the club.

“Count me in, I just hope my waitress is working tonight” Kian said with a wide grin.

“I told you so” smiled hearing the last half of their conversation as they walked into the living room, “I knew you liked her”

“It’s nothing to do with that, she just happens to be very good in bed and she knows when to leave” Kian smirked back at her as playfully punched him in the arm.

“Whatever, just don’t stay here chasing girls for too long. You’re mam will kill you if you don’t go home with the rest of us” warned him as her and Shane prepared to leave Kian’s apartment.

Kian nodded his head and sighed, she was right. His mother already hated his recent lifestyle choices since his break-up and if he remained in London while the other lads all went home, she’d find out and wouldn’t be impressed with him.

“I’ll be on the flight tomorrow morning” Kian nodded his head as he said a quick goodbye to his friends.

***

The seven of them arrived at the club earlier than they’d planned, Kian had been eager to get there and find out if his waitress was working. He’d spent the entire day thinking of their night together, knowing he wanted a repeat of it. The group was shown to the V.I.P area of the club and was surprised to see it was empty.

“I’m afraid the staff are downstairs in the main room, we weren’t expecting you for another hour but I can get you all some drinks until the bartender returns” The manager of the club explained to them as he showed them to a table that over looked the rest of the club.

“Yeah, someone just couldn’t wait to get here” Mark shot a look at Kian as he spoke.

Kian ignored the comment and made his way straight to the mirrored partition that overlooked the main area of the club, “What’s going on down there?” He asked, noticing the crowd of people that surrounded the bar.

“It’s Saturday night, the club does a sort of Coyote Ugly tribute every Saturday” He explained, walking off to prepare them all some drinks.

“Like the film?” Shane asked standing next to Kian, a loud applause erupted as a girl walked out onto the bar, a bottle of alcohol clutched in her hand.

“You’ve seen the film?” Nicky laughed loudly next to Shane, receiving a slap on the chest from .

“You haven’t seen it?” She asked with a smile, “Looks like we’ll be having a dvd night when we get home”

“Fan-fucking-tastic” Nicky sighed as they stood watching the scene in the bar below them.

“There she is…” Kian smiled as he spotted his waitress step onto the bar.

Loud music filled the club as the three girls that were stood on the bar started to dance, they each held two bottles of alcohol and occasionally tipped a measure into the mouths of any willing participants. Kian noticed that none of the men in the crowd seemed unwilling to have the skimpily clad girl’s pour alcohol into their mouths. He watched on as all three girls dropped to their knees, legs parted slightly and poured their drink into the mouth of the person in front of them. He stared at his waitress as she raised the bottles upward, bending her body backwards and throwing her head back as she let the flow of clear alcohol spill into some guys mouth.

“Close your mouth Ki” laughed slapping his chest as she went and sat down with and .

Mark, Nicky and Shane remained fixed to the spot, watching the display downstairs. Kian saw a guy running his hand up her leg and frowned, his frown quickly turning into a laugh when he saw her grip his hand and bend his fingers back.

“Wow, don’t mess with Ki’s girl, she’s a feisty one” Mark laughed, seeing the exact same thing that Kian had witnessed.

Kian tutted and shook his head, “She’s not my girl for fucks sake” He huffed, sitting himself down as the round of drinks was placed in front of him.

“Is there anything else I can help you with?” The manager asked before he left them to their drinks.

“Nah, I think we’re good. Thanks” Nicky smiled politely at him.

“Actually there is something…” Kian started, causing the manager to stop and turn to face him.

Kian walked him over to the mirrored partition and pointed at one of the girls dancing on the bar, “See her down there, the one on the right?” He asked as the manager nodded his head, “Is she working in here tonight?”

The manager shook his head, “No, she’s working down there tonight”

“Can you arrange it that she’s up here tonight please?” Kian smiled sweetly at the manager.

“I’m sure I can arrange that for you, sir” The manger replied with a nod of his head, turning and leaving the V.I.P area.

***

“I hate working down here and dancing on that fucking bar every week” fumed as she walked through the bar and into the back room, “Did you see that prick grab me?”

nodded his head as he changed one of the barrels, “I did and I also saw that you handled it pretty well” He said with a laugh.

“I hope I broke his fucking fingers” breathed out a long sigh, as she leant against a crate of empty bottles.

“ !?” jumped from her leaning position as she heard the voice of the clubs manager coming towards the back room, she quickly tried to make herself look busy by grabbing a bottle of spirits.

“Hey Steve, I was just going to refill the…” She paused taking a quick look at the bottle she’d picked up, “…the Midori?”

She frowned and cursed to herself as she heard laugh at her, it was typical she’d grab the one bottle of alcohol that wasn’t exactly a popular drink. It was used in a few cocktails and very rarely needed to be changed.

“Don’t worry about that now, I need you in the V.I.P area” Steve explained, “You too , we’ve go some celebrities in and they weren’t supposed to get here for another hour but they’re early. Go change your clothes , you’re covered in booze”

watched as Steve turned and left the back room, she smiled to herself as she glanced at , “Finally I get a bit of good luck for a change. No more slime balls grabbing at me and accidentally spilling drinks over me when I’m trying to wait on people” She smiled, walking out of the back room to get changed into some clean clothes.

Luckily all of the waitresses kept a spare set of their ‘uniform’ in their lockers, she quickly rushed to her locker and changed. She gave her hair a quick brush, reapplied the light layer of make-up she wore and headed back down to the bar. was waiting for her outside and they walked to the V.I.P area together.

“So who do you think we got in there tonight?” asked as they walked up the staff stairway.

“No idea but the V.I.P area doesn’t usually open this early, so they’re either really famous or Steve must know them” replied with a shrug.

“Or they’re loaded, you know what he’s like when the big spenders are here” laughed as pushed the door open and walked inside.

“Or they’re Irish…” He smirked, noticing the group in the corner and one in particular that was looking straight at them, “He came here looking for you last night”

“He did?” blushed, trying to hide herself behind the bar, “Oh god, you think I can get someone to swap with me for tonight?”

“Wait, you were just complaining about getting groped down there and having drinks spilt on you and now you wanna go back down there?” laughed at her as the realisation, of why she wanted to get out of V.I.P section, hit him, “Whoa, did something happen between you and him? It did, didn’t it?”

“Shut up” blushed slapping playfully on the arm as Steve walked towards them.

“Come on, get serving. This place is gonna be busy in an hours time and I want that group looked after” Steve said, motioning towards the loud laughter coming from the only occupied table in the V.I.P area.

“Any chance I could swap with one of the other girls and work downstairs tonight?” She asked Steve, hoping he’d agree.

“Sorry , but that’s not gonna happen. You’re looking after them tonight” He replied, pointing towards the Westlife table.

“C’mon Steve anyone can wait their table” whined at her boss.

Steve simply shook his head, “No they can’t, you were asked for specifically. They’re big clients for this club and what they want they get, besides you might get some hefty tips from them”

“That’s not all she’ll get” mumbled, just loud enough for to hear and shoot a glare in his direction.

Steve left them stood at the bar and walked towards the table to inform them that the bar staff were there and a waitress would be with them to check on their drinks.

“He asked for me?” shook her head from side to side as started to check the beer pumps were all turned on and working, “What am I supposed to do now?”

“ , get over there and refill their drinks” Steve ordered as he walked past the bar and went towards his office.

“So something did happen then?” smirked at her.

“It was a moment of pure drunken madness and I blame , she told me to go for it with him, he’s not even my type for gods sake!” leant both elbows on the bar and held her face in her hands, “I never do that kind of thing usually, why did I listen to her?”

“ , you’re right, you never do crazy things like that, maybe you needed it?” suggested, “It’s been ages since you’ve been in a relationship, there’s nothing wrong with getting out and having a little fun. I think you picked the best bloke for a one night stand too”

“Then what the hell is he doing here?” hissed through gritted teeth, “I left his place early this morning, left him a small note and thought that would be it. I thought I’d never see him again, you’ve seen all the press about him, sleeping around is what he does”

“So what’s he doing here? And why does he keep looking at you?” asked, casting a protective glance at the blonde singer.

“He’s probably trying to remember where he knows me from” mumbled, finally giving in and walking towards the table to take their drink orders.

***

Kian spotted her walking towards their table and downed his drink in one large mouthful. He noticed that she refused to look at him as she approached the table, looking at everyone but him. He felt a little awkward himself, it wasn’t often he was faced with a girl he’d slept with and not called again but this time it had been his choice to see her and her choice to leave. He’d  wanted to come to the club and he’d even found himself hoping she’d been working tonight. He wasn’t disappointed.

“What can I get you all?” asked, a fake smile plastered on her face.

“How about a name?” Kian said before anyone else could speak, “I’d like to know the name of our waitress for this evening”

hated the smug smile that the blonde wore, it was almost as if he knew how awkward and uncomfortable he was making her feel, and he was enjoying it. She decided that if he didn’t feel uncomfortable then she wouldn’t either.

finally looked at Kian, her eyes locked with his as she stared at him, “I’m afraid it’s against club policy for the staff to give out personal details to the clients, sir” She explained in the most patronising voice she could muster.

“Yeah, Ki, drop it and just let her work. I’m sure she doesn’t need the likes of you harassing her” Mark spoke up, causing to smile at him, she liked the brunette straight away.

“So what can I get you guys?” repeated her question, breaking the intense stare her and Kian had been sharing.

After taking their orders she left the table and headed to the bar, the V.I.P area was just starting to fill up with various celebrities and other types of people that could afford to drink in the V.I.P section. Kian watched as she walked away and started to talk to the bartender, he made to get up and felt a hand on his arm.

“What are you doing?” Shane asked, leaning close to Kian so that the rest of the group couldn’t hear them.

“I’m gonna go and talk to her” Kian said motioning towards the bar with his eyes.

“Ki, maybe you should leave it, you had your fun with her so stop playing around” Shane warned him.

“Who said I’m playing around?” Kian frowned, “We had fun last night, I want a repeat and she’ll definitely want a repeat”

“Fuck off Ki, you’re not that good. Besides, does she look interested?” Shane asked, following Kian’s gaze over to the bar, “Hell, she looks more interested in the bartender than you”

Kian slumped back down in his seat and observed her, maybe Shane was right. For once he’d picked a decent girl for a one night stand, she seemed relatively normal and had left before he’d even woken up. She’d not assumed they were together and acted all loved up, and she’d not tried to make some quick cash by selling her story to the press. In fact she didn’t seem to care about who he was at all, and he liked that.

An hour later the V.I.P section of the club was heaving with people, Kian glanced around at his friends, had managed to convince Shane to dance and had dragged him to the dance floor. He smiled as he watched the two of them, as much as Shane protested about having to dance, anyone watching him could tell he was enjoying it. Mark was leaning in close to , whispering in her ear while sat with her arms folded over her chest. Kian laughed to himself, had been trying to get Mark to dance with her and had now gone in a mood with her husband. As much as he tried to sweet talk her, there was only one thing that would work and Mark knew it.

As if on cue, ’s face broke into a wide smile and she stood up, taking Mark’s hand and leading him to the dance floor. Mark shot Kian a ‘please help me’ look and allowed his wife to practically drag him to the dance floor. Kian smiled and shook his head, it was always the same and he couldn’t understand why Mark always refused to dance with his wife. always got her own way in the end.

Kian’s attention quickly turned to and Nicky. was sat next to him, her legs draped over her husbands lap and her arms wrapped around his neck. Their faces were in close proximity to each others as they occasionally stole kisses before whispering in each others ear, giggling and then kissing again.

Kian decided that no one would notice if he slipped away from the table, he hated moments like this anyway. Everyone was paired up and he was sat like some kind of spare wheel. Of course he was happy for his friends, they all had someone in their life that they loved and loved them back but at the same time he hated that it reminded him of his last real relationship.

He’d been happy, he thought she had too but it turned out he was just a pawn in her attempts to make it big in the modelling world.

That was what attracted him to in the first place, as well as being gorgeous, she was ambitious. She had goals in life just like he did and he loved her enthusiasm for her job. Her celebrity status increased the more she was seen out with him and at first Kian was blinded to her real motives for their relationship. He couldn’t see that she was using him for her career, she told him she loved him but she never really did. He knew that now, and he swore to himself that he would never let someone make a fool out of him again. Even if that meant never allowing another woman to get close to him, close enough to hurt him.

He stood from the table and walked towards the bar, he spotted his waitress walking towards the hallway that led out to the toilets. Grabbing his chance to speak to her he quickly made his way after her. Reaching her just before she walked into the ladies room, he grabbed her arm and spun her round to face him. Trapping her between the wall and his body, he placed one hand on the wall next to her head and leant close to her.

“Are you ever going to tell me your name?” He asked, letting his warm breath tickle her ear.

“Why do you care so much?” asked, she’d been waiting for him to try and get her alone but she’d not expected him to do it here.

“We spent the night together last night, it’d be nice to put a name to the face…and various other body parts” Kian replied, moving his face back slightly to look into her eyes.

“I’m surprised you even bother asking names, it’s not like you remember them the next day” shot back, staring into his blue eyes.

Kian laughed and placed his free hand over his chest, “Ouch, now that hurts. I guess you read the tabloids then?” He asked, not letting her move from her position against the wall.

“I know you’re a player, a one night stand kinda guy, so why are you here hassling me? You got what you wanted didn’t you?” She shot back, not caring if her words hurt his feelings, she doubted he even had feelings.

“I did…and maybe I want it again” Kian whispered in her ear, leaning closer and letting his lips trail over her neck.

Finally realised what was happening, she was melting into his touch and giving into him. She forcefully pushed him way from her, causing him to stumble backwards slightly.

“Is that a no?” Kian asked with an annoying smile.

“You’re not my type” said walking back towards the bar, pushing into him as she passed by.

Kian smiled as he watched her walk off, admiring her curves and the way her pert behind moved from side to side in the small denim shorts that all the staff wore. He tilted his head to one side as she disappeared out of view, smiling he walked back out into the V.I.P section and back to their table. Mark was sat alone at the table and Nicky and had turned in early for the night.

“I fucking hate dancing…” Mark said taking a long drink of alcohol.

“Where’s ?” Kian asked, knowing that Mark wouldn’t have said that if his wife was near him.

“She’s gone to the toilet” Mark said with a look of relief, “Why does she insist on dragging me to the dance floor when we’re out? It’s bad enough we have to dance in front of thousands of fans, you’d think she’d give me a break when we’re not working”

“Mate, she obviously doesn’t mind that you can’t dance for shit” Kian laughed at his friend.

“Or maybe she just loves her husband so much that she doesn’t care if he can dance or not” ’s voice came from behind Mark.

“Are you saying I can’t dance?” Mark pretended to look shocked.

nodded her head and laughed at her husbands expression, “I still love you though” She smiled, placing a soft kiss against his lips.

“Someone has to…” Kian chirped in, attempting to muffle his voice with the rim of his glass.

“Fuck off Egan” Mark laughed, giving his friend a playful shove turning his attention to the dance floor, “Y’know I don’t know how he does it”

“Does what?” frowned, following her husbands gaze to their friends on the dance floor.

“Whenever we go out, he’s always up on the dance floor with her. I know he’s not that keen on dancing but he never says no” Mark wondered, smiling as he watched Shane and laughing and singing along to the songs.

“Maybe he loves more than you love ?” Kian suggested with sly smile.

“Stop causing trouble, Ki” glared at him, “I think he likes it up there just as much as she does, regardless of what he’s told you”

“I think she might be right Marky” Kian nodded his head in agreement, as he glanced towards the couple on the dance floor, “That’s not a guy who is being forced to dance, he looks like he’s enjoying himself”

“Well I still hate dancing” Mark said, purposely looking at , “I only do it for you”

“You danced with for me two songs” rolled her eyes, “Thanks Marky”

Kian started laughing at the couple, they never seemed to have serious arguments. Just lots of ridiculous ones, that usually ended up with one of them laughing when it finally dawned on them what they were arguing about. Almost on cue Mark started smiling at his wife, placing his arm on the chair behind her and planting a kiss on her cheek as she matched his smile.

“I’m sorry babe, I love dancing with you really” Mark grinned widely, knowing that one flash of his smile always made her forget why she was mad with him.

melted at his smile as he pulled her to her feet and led her back towards the dance floor, intent on showing her that he was willing to dance with her, no matter how much he disliked it.

Kian sat alone at the table and glanced around the club scanning the crowd  for his waitress, he spotted her weaving through the crowd towards their table. He placed his glass against his lips and smiled at her over the rim as she came closer to him.

“Can I get you and your friends another round of drinks?” She asked, pretending that their little meeting in the hallway hadn’t happened.

“When you due a break?” Kian asked, completely ignoring her question.

“I just took my break, sorry” smiled smugly at him.

“How about you join me for a drink?” Kian tried again.

“I’m sorry but I’m working” answered, sharply, “Now about those drinks?”

Kian grinned widely as he spotted the club manager approaching his table, he beckoned him over with his hand causing a look of worry to spread over ’s face.

“Everything ok here Mr Egan?” Steve asked, looking from Kian to .

“Actually, no. I asked this lovely lady here to join me for a drink during her break but she doesn’t seem to think she’s allowed…” Kian trailed off, leaving his sentence open ended.

“Of course she’s allowed…” Steve smiled at Kian, turning his head to look at .

“Fine…” She sighed, sitting down on the chair opposite Kian.

Kian smirked as Steve turned and walked away, he always enjoyed getting his own way and being a celebrity did sometimes have it’s advantages.

“That was low” sighed, shaking her head from side to side.

“Well I couldn’t get you to join me by asking could I?” Kian shrugged his shoulders.

“Why are so you bothered about getting me to have a drink with you?” asked, eyeing him suspiciously, “Don’t you want to move on to the next piece of tail?”

“Surprisingly no” Kian replied honestly, “So I saw you on the bar earlier, what’s that about?”

“The dancing? They’ve got this thing every Saturday night, Coyote Ugly night. It’s lame but it gets the club full” She shrugged her shoulders.

“I can see how it would work and I also noticed that you can look after yourself” Kian smiled, thinking of the guy that had touched her, who probably had a couple of broken fingers.

“You’d better keep that in mind then, hadn’t you?” hit back, with a smug smile.

Kian leant forward in his seat, inching closer to her, “Is that a threat?” He asked with a cocky smile.

had never wanted to slap someone so much in her life and yet she was enjoying whatever game they were playing. It wasn’t quite flirting, it was something else. It was almost like they were both trying to see how far they could push the other, how much they could wind the other up until one of them snapped.

ignored his comment, as much as she wanted to continue their ‘discussion’ she needed to get back to work and she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of staying in his company for too long. It was bad enough he’d gotten Steve involved, she just hoped he wouldn’t say anything to her about saying no to a drink with the blonde celebrity. Knowing Steve he wouldn’t be pleased, he wanted the V.I.P’s looked after. Which meant, whatever they wanted, they got.

“Sorry, I have to get back to work now” said standing up, moving a little closer to Kian as she did so, “And if I was threatening you, you’d know about it”

Kian watched her walk away, a smile fixed firmly on his face until she disappeared into the crowd. There was definitely something about her, she wasn’t like any of the other girls that he’d had a one night stand with. She wasn’t clingy and she didn’t even care about who he was. She was rude to him and he liked that about her, status obviously didn’t matter to her.

“Why are you smiling like a loon?” Kian quickly wiped the smile off his face when he saw Shane and stood in front of him.

“I wasn’t” Kian quickly defended himself, turning his view to his two friends who were soon joined by and Mark.

“We’re heading back to the hotel now, we’ve got an early flight tomorrow remember” Mark reminded them, specifically looking directly at Kian.

“See you bright and breezy” Kian said with such false enthusiasm that Mark simply walked away shaking his head from side to side.

Shane and sat back down and each took a sip from their drinks, “So you managed to get the waitress to join you?” Shane asked, looking at Kian questioningly.

“What can I say?” Kian shrugged his shoulders and smiled at them both, “She obviously wants a repeat of last night”

“It’s not attractive, y’know” stated, sipping her drink whilst she looked at Kian.

“What’s not?” Kian frowned in confusion.

“This arrogant, cocky celebrity thing you’ve got going on. Don’t start acting like an arsehole, Ki” explained, the alcohol giving her a bout of Dutch courage, “You’re a nice guy, stop acting like a womanising prick”

“Wow, thanks for the honesty” Kian stared in shock at his friends girlfriend, “Anything else you wanna have a go at me for while we’re here?”

“Actually-” started but was quickly silenced by Shane’s hand covering her mouth.

“She’s got nothing else to say” Shane spoke to Kian but gave his girlfriend a stern look.

“Look I know none of you agree with my some of my lifestyle choices but I don’t want to get serious with anyone, I just want to have fun without getting hurt” Kian opened up slightly, the booze making him share more than he usually would.

“I’m sorry Ki, I know that she hurt you but not everyone woman is like her” explained, feeling bad for speaking so bluntly about his lifestyle.

Kian nodded his head in agreement, “I know, but it’s only been a year since and I’m happy with my life the way it is at the moment”

“As long as you’re happy, mate. That’s all that counts” Shane smiled slapping his friend on the back, “We’re heading back to the hotel, you coming with us or you gonna try your luck with the waitress again?”

“I might stay for one more drink” Kian replied with a laugh, giving his friend a small wink, “I’ll give you all the details tomorrow morning”

“Details?” repeated, staring at Shane, “And just what kind of details do you share with the lads?”

Kian laughed at the look on Shane’s face, he leaned close to and whispered in her ear, “I know everything about what you and him get up to” He said with a laugh.

“Fuck off Ki” Shane pushed his friend, “ , he’s winding you up, he doesn’t know anything”

glared at Kian as he started to laugh loudly at the look on her face, “Let’s go back to the hotel Shay, I’ll make sure you’ve got something to tell Kian about in the morning” She said loud enough for Kian to hear her,  standing up and grabbing Shane’s hand.

***

Finally the evening was over and could head home, she quickly changed into her street clothes and threw her work clothes into her bag. She headed out of the female locker room and spotted hanging around attempting to chat up one of the other waitresses.

“Night ” She said walking past him and the waitress he was busy chatting up.

“Excuse me a sec” He quickly apologised to his conquest before grabbing ’s arm and stopping her from walking away from him, “You want me to walk you to your car?”

smiled and glanced over ’s shoulder at the waitress staring at them both, “I’ll be fine, thanks though. Besides I think someone might not want you to leave with me” She smiled, seeing a flash of jealousy on the young girls face.

“Are you sure? I worry about you” smiled, giving her a small hug.

“That was months ago, it was a one off” shrugged, walking away from him and letting him get back to his conversation.

She turned and left the club, it was late and the sky was just starting to brighten up, the sun wasn’t quite rising yet. Thankfully she didn’t have to stay and clean up tonight, one of the perks of working in the V.I.P lounge was the mess was kept to a minimum. She walked out of the back door and across the car park, holding her bag close as she walked quickly towards her car. She slowed her steps down as she noticed someone leaning against the side of her car. She relaxed as she recognised the blonde and shook her head slightly, she assumed he’d gone home and given up on her but here he was at four thirty in the morning waiting for her.

“Do you always hang around in dark car parks?” She asked, causing him to turn to face her.

“I don’t make a habit of it, not usually” Kian smiled, pushing his body from off her car and walking round to her, “So you finished for the night?”

nodded her head, “I am and I’m going straight home” She said unlocking her car and walking round to the drivers door.

“And you’re just going to leave me here to find my own way home?” Kian asked with a smile, “I’m a little drunk, y’know”

laughed and shook her head, “Fine…get in” She relented with a sigh, climbing into the drivers side, “How did you find my car?”

“I asked around… ” Kian smirked getting into the car next to her, “So your place or mine?” He asked, placing his hand on her thigh.

glanced down at his hand then looked at him, an annoyingly, sexy smirk was spread over his face as his blue eyes challenged her. She felt his hand slide purposely higher up her leg, she took hold of his hand and placed in his own lap. Starting the car, she drove off the car park and sped down one of the quiet roads. The atmosphere in the car was tense, filled with a thick sexual tension that could be cut with a knife.

Both Kian and remained quiet, neither of them talking but both stealing the occasional glance at the other. slowed her car down and pulled onto an empty car park, pulling her car to a stop. She took a sideways look at Kian, who looked back at her in confusion. He looked out of the window at their surroundings and then looked back at her, wondering where they were.

“Why have we stopped here?” Kian asked, with a frown.

smiled and moved closer to him, she ran her hand over his thigh, slowly and purposely. She wanted him, she couldn’t deny it any longer. He’d watched her all night, she’d felt his eyes on her, practically undressing her and she’d enjoyed the attention from him. She’d tried to ignore him all night and had been partly relieved, and partly disappointed, when she thought he’d left the club. As soon as they’d gotten into her car she wanted him but the risk of her co-workers seeing her locked in a compromising position with a member of a boy band outweighed her need.

So instead of allowing anything to happen in the car park of her work place she drove to the nearest place that would be quiet at this time of night, giving them both some privacy. She let her hand move to the inside of his leg and moved her face closer to her his, capturing his lips with her own in a passionate embrace. She felt his hands running over her body, as he tried to pull her onto his lap.

“Back…seat” She mumbled against his lips, manoeuvring herself between the front seats and struggling to keep contact with him as she pulled him with her.

Kian squeezed through the gap with her, momentarily breaking their kiss as he pulled her top over her head. The skirt she wore had ridden up slightly as he pinned her to the backseat with his body, her hands pulled at the buttons on his shirt, revealing his toned chest to her. She ran her hands across the smooth skin, moving lower to his stomach until she reached the button on his jeans. She heard him release a sharp breath as she popped his button open and unzipped his flies. Moving her hands away from the one area he longed for her to touch, she trailed her fingertips back up his chest and pushed him off her until he was sitting on the back seat next to her.

Kian pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him, they hungrily kissed each other as he pushed her skirt upwards until it sat around her waist. He groaned into her mouth as he felt her hand sneak into his boxers, rubbing his growing erection with her hand, making him even harder than he was before. He needed to be inside her right now, it was all he could think about. Almost reading his mind, she slipped him free from the confines of his boxers and smiled against his lips as he groaned again, the fresh air hitting him.

He moved her underwear to the side and probed at her entrance, moaning when she pushed herself down onto him, impaling herself as he filled her up completely. Neither moved at first as they let their lips meet in a slow kiss which gradually turned more desperate as slowly started to move. Their movements got faster and harder as they both got closer to reaching their climax. Kian held her hips firmly and guided her up and down as her lips searched his out, missing and landing all over his face as they moaned and panted together.

Finally they reached their climax within seconds of each other, Kian first and then immediately afterwards. She slumped forwards and rested against his body as they both tried to slow their breathing down. forced her head up from it’s position on his shoulder and smiled at him as he sat with his head back on the head rest and his eyes closed. His hair was damp with sweat and his chest was rising and falling as his breath slowed down.

Without saying a word pushed herself up and removed herself from his lap, pulling her skirt back down and searching for her discarded top. When she pulled it back over her head Kian was just finishing buttoning his jeans back up. He was still sat with his shirt open and she couldn’t help but admire his toned chest. He gave her a sideways glance and smiled lazily at her, she returned the smile and felt the need to taste his lips against hers again. This surprised her, he wasn’t her usual type and yet a simple look from him made her want him again.

She noticed Kian checking his watch as he started to button up his shirt, laughing at her when he realised that one of his buttons was missing. She blushed slightly knowing that it had been her eagerness that had caused the button to fly off. She wasn’t sure what to say to him next, should she offer to take him home or ask him if he wanted to continue what they’d started back at her place. She wasn’t used to one night stands and she never thought she’d see him again, his presence tonight was unexpected. She was out of her depth and she knew it.

“I hate to ask this but could you drop me back home?” Kian asked, looking a bit uncomfortable.

“Erm, yeah sure” She replied, nodding her head as she opened the back door and got out, going back to the drivers seat.

She assumed that now he’d gotten what he wanted from her, for the second time, she probably wouldn’t hear from him again. This thought disappointed her slightly, as much as she found him annoyingly arrogant and sure of himself, she also found that she liked that about him. With him she knew there would be no complications, he was out for sex and that was it. He had no ulterior motive for bedding her and he had plenty of opportunity to move on to an easier target when she turned him down. If she never saw him again after tonight at least she’d had fun and done something a little out of character.

“As much as I’d love to take you to bed right now, I’ve gotta pack. I’ve gotta get to the airport in about three hours time. My flight leaves at 8am and Mark will kill me if I’m not there” He sighed, as he moved to the passenger seat in the front of her car.

“So you’re leaving then?” asked starting the car again and for the first time wondering where she’d gotten the courage to instigate sex in the back seat of her car.

“Yeah, we’ve got a few days off so we’re all going home” Kian explained, hating how awkward things felt between them.

The rest of their journey was spent in silence, neither of them knew what to say to the other. They weren’t used to being in this kind of position, Kian would usually be asleep after sleeping with whatever random girl he’d picked up and just wasn’t the type of girl that had one night stands. This was new territory for both of them.

Finally pulled her car to a stop outside his apartment complex, he smiled as he unbuckled his seat belt and turned to her.

“You remembered where I live?” He asked with a smirk.

shrugged her shoulders, “I walk dogs for a woman who lives just over there” She pointed to a building and he nodded, “Besides it’s kinda hard to forget, it’s a nice neighbourhood”

“Yeah I guess that’s true” He nodded opening her car door, he stopped and turned his attention back to her, “Can I see you again?”

“You want to see me again?” asked, frowning at him, this wasn’t how a one night stand was supposed to end.

“Next time I’m in London, you fancy getting together? I mean you obviously know I’m not exactly looking for a relationship and I’m guessing you’re not either?” He said with a small smile.

wasn’t sure she was hearing him correctly, was he suggesting they get together for casual sex whenever he was in London? That was certainly what it sounded like to her and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it.

“Are you suggesting that every time you’re in London you call me up for a quick fuck?” She asked, letting her anger show in her voice.

Kian shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head, “I guess I am, but it doesn’t have to be quick, y’know” He gave her a wink.

was amazed at how quickly she could go from wanting him to take her upstairs to wanting to smack the sleazy smirk from his face. She’d never been so unsure about a guy she’d slept with before, yet there was something about him. It was like she was drawn to him, curious to see what he’d say next and it amazed her how he always seemed to get his own way without even trying.

“Is that really such a good idea? I mean, you’re famous aren’t you?” asked, not liking the idea of being photographed with him or appearing in any newspapers.

“It’s up to you. I’m not gonna lie to you, the last thing on my mind is a relationship, I just want some ‘no strings’ fun” Kian replied honestly, taking out a piece of paper and scribbling something onto it before handing it to her, “That’s my mobile number, if you’re up for it then let me know if not, well thanks for last night and tonight”

Kian leant over and gave her a quick kiss, pulling away he got out of the car and walked towards the door to his apartment building as he heard her car pull away. He stepped inside and waited for the lift to take him upstairs, wondering if he’d ever hear from her again. As much as he hoped he would, it wasn’t the end of the world if he didn’t. Finding someone to have fun with wasn’t the hard part, the hard part was getting rid of them afterwards.

***

Kian sat in the departures lounge at the airport, he was the first one to arrive which didn’t surprise him. He’d literally gotten home, packed and headed straight to the airport to catch his flight back to Dublin. He sat down in a quiet corner and rested his head back on the chair, closing his eyes for a brief moment as the lack of sleep finally caught up with him. He woke with a start when he felt someone shake him, surprised to see Shane stood in front of him.

“How long have you been here?” Shane asked, noticing Kian was still wearing the same clothes from last night.

Kian sleepily checked his watch and sighed, “About half an hour” He answered, stretching his tired body, “Where’s everyone else?”

“The girls are in the shops” Shane said with an eye roll, “And Mark and Nicky went to get some breakfast. I was just going to get a coffee when I spotted you over here, sleeping”

“I wasn’t sleeping I was resting my eyes” Kian defended, standing up and stretching again.

“You’re still in the same clothes as last night, you have fun?” Shane asked with a laugh as they both walked towards the nearest coffee shop.

“A lot of fun” Kian grinned widely, giving Shane a few of the details of last night but not wanting to tell him too much.

“You actually gave her your number?” Shane asked, as they both sipped on their coffee’s, seating back down.

Kian nodded his head, “Yeah, I did and I’m hoping she uses it. I’d love to see her again”

“For sex?” Shane checked, even though he already knew the answer.

Kian rolled his eyes and laughed at the question, “Of course for sex, I don’t exactly wanna meet up with her for a chat over coffee”

“Y’know this verges on a relationship don’t you?” Shane laughed, teasing his friend.

“Fuck off Shay, she just happens to be the perfect kind of girl for no strings attached sex, that’s if she agrees to it” Kian corrected Shane, a smile forming on his face, “And how was your night?”

“You know I’m not gonna tell you” Shane laughed, shaking his head from side to side.

“You don’t need to, you look sleep deprived and I think I can figure out what happened” Kian winked at his friend, laughing when he blushed slightly.

“For fucks sake Ki, don’t talk about my girlfriend like that” Shane smiled, shaking his head from side to side, “And don’t start winding her up either”

Kian noticed Shane look over his shoulder at someone, a stupid smile appeared on his face and Kian instantly knew who Shane had spotted. He wasn’t wrong as and soon appeared with and they all sat down. The three girls were all loaded down with shopping bags and Kian laughed as Shane peered into one of the bags to see what had bought.

“So how much did you spend?” Shane asked his girlfriend.

“Relax babe, these aren’t mine” laughed, “I was just helping ”

“These are all yours?” Kian asked with a smile.

“Not all of them, some are ’s too” shrugged.

“Mark and Nicky are gonna be pleased” Kian laughed, spotting his two friends walking towards them.

“We got that covered, we bought them something too so they wouldn’t feel left out” replied, with a smile, “Nicky loves presents”

“Actually I think I bought more stuff for Mark than I did myself” said, looking through some of the bags.

“But she spent more on herself than Mark” whispered to Shane, causing him to laugh.

“Do I need to confiscate my credit card from you?” Mark joked as he sat down beside his wife, instantly noticing the three shopping bags that were on the floor next to her.

smiled and shook her head, softly kissing his cheek, “Most of it’s for you”

“Well in that case, it’s alright…” Mark smiled back, pecking her lips with his.

“You’re such a soft touch, Marky” Kian laughed loudly at the couple.

“And you’re wearing the same clothes you had on last night” Mark shot back with a smirk.

“What did you expect?” Nicky chimed in, “He was bound to score with someone last night, after all his waitress turned him down more than once”

“That’s what you think” Kian answered with a smug smile spread over his face, “I told you she’d want more”

Mark rolled his eyes at Kian and shook his head disapprovingly, “Any headlines this morning that we need to know about?”

“I don’t think so, I didn’t see any paparazzi last night” Kian answered with a shrug, not caring if he had been spotted or not.

The group sat chatting until their flight was called, Mark and Nicky grabbed their wives shopping bags as they all walked towards the appropriate gate. Kian hung back from the group observing them as they walked in front of him. Mark was holding ’s hand with his free hand as they walked side by side and was walking impossibly close to Nicky, her arm linked through his. Shane’s arm was wrapped around his girlfriends waist, his hand stuffed into the back pocket of her jeans.

Sometimes he missed the closeness they all shared with their partners, as much as he loved the girls like they were part of his own family, being around them made him feel like a spare part. Though they never did anything intentionally to make him feel like that, they were just acting like a normal couple would act. Being around them when they were like this made him miss , even after everything she’d done to him he still missed having her in his life. He was brought from his thoughts when he felt an arm slide around his waist. He smiled at who was now walking beside him, with Shane on the other side of her.

“Do I get to put my hand in your back pocket too?” He asked, receiving a stern look from Shane before he’d even finished his sentence.

“Only if you want it broken” smiled sweetly at him as they reached their gate and began boarding the plane.

***

woke up late afternoon and lay on her back staring up at the ceiling, Kian was in her thoughts more than she wanted him to be. His words last night kept running through her mind, he wanted her to have casual sex with him every time he was in London. Was she really ready to enter into that kind of arrangement with someone? Worse still, someone who is in the public eye and had a reputation of being a womaniser.

Pulling herself from her bed she wandered into the bathroom and turned the shower on, she undressed and stepped under the hot water, pushing all thoughts of the blonde out of her mind as she washed away the memories of last night. Climbing out of the shower she quickly dried herself off and got dressed. Tonight was her night off and she was planning on enjoying the whole day by just lounging around in front of the television. Just as she’d gotten settled in front of a film that she’d seen a hundred times already, there was a knock at the door.

With a grumble she pulled herself off the sofa and walked to the door, not surprised to see stood on her door step.

“You look knackered, busy night at work?” She asked, walking inside her house and making herself comfortable on he sofa.

“I guess you could say that” sighed, wondering if she should tell her friend about her encounters with Kian.

“So what happened with you and the Westlifer the other night? You were dancing pretty close the last time I saw you” asked, before even had time to think about how much to tell her friend.

“Erm, I sort of went home with him…” mumbled the sentence.

“What?!?” cried out, sitting up and staring at her friend, “You actually did it? You went home with a guy you met at a club? Not just any guy either”

“I took your advice” shrugged her shoulders, “You keep on giving me grief about my lack of dating and my last relationship, so I just went for it. I figured he can’t be a mass murderer if he’s a celebrity”

“Did you have a good time then?” smirked at her friend, glad she’d finally done something a little wild and impulsive.

“I saw him again last night, he turned up at the club and then waited for me outside” explained.

“Are you telling me that Kian ‘One Night Stand’ Egan, came looking for you again and something else happened?” asked, her jaw almost hitting the floor.

“I offered him a ride home and…well I had sex with him in the back seat of my car” blurted out, hiding her face in her hands.

“I feel like I don’t even know you ” stared open mouthed at her friend before a wide smile spread over her face, “You offered him a ride home and then rode him on the way? I’m so proud of you”

“God, shut up. I wish I’d not even told you now” blushed, shaking her head from side to side, “I don’t know what came over me, he’s not even my type for god sake”

“Oh come on, he’s a good looking guy, how can good looking not be your type?” laughed, she’d always had a soft spot for the blonde boy bander.

“He’s nothing but a womaniser, he uses women for sex and then moves on. He’s arrogant and just assumes women want him, he thinks he can do whatever he wants just because of who he is. What’s attractive about that?” asked, concentrating all Kian’s negative qualities.

“Well nothing…if you’re after a boyfriend. You’re not” shrugged, “Besides, there’s a reason he acts this way. It was all over the papers last year, he had a messy a break up and no one really knows the truth behind it”

“That doesn’t give him the right to fuck anything in a skirt, though, does it?” argued back.

“ , I don’t think you’re in a position to comment on that. Seeing as you’ve been with him twice in the past two nights” laughed loudly at her friend.

“Well he’s gone back to Ireland now but he gave me his number” said quietly, knowing she was in no place to comment on Kian’s lifestyle.

You have his number?” practically shouted at her friend, “So you’re going to see him again?”

shrugged and let out a deep sigh, “I have no idea. He basically said he wanted to see me next time he was in London for sex. He said it was my choice and to let him know if I was interested” She told her friend what Kian had said to her after she’d dropped him off, “I don’t know what to do, ”

“It’s really up to you , I can’t tell you what to do but I know what I’d do” She smiled suggestively at her friend.

“I’m so out of my depth here, I feel really torn. One minute I want him and the next he’ll say something that really pisses me off and I want to slap him” sighed, “I don’t know if I can do the whole ‘fuck buddy’ thing, which is what I’m assuming he wants”

“It might be just what you need though, . It wouldn’t hurt you to be the one that has fun for a change” suggested, “You’ve wasted long enough trying to protect yourself from getting too close to another guy”

“This isn’t about him” quickly interrupted her friend.

“It’s always about him, . He was a complete prick and he treated you like shit but you still loved him. It took you ages to realise what he was doing to you, it almost cost us our friendship too” ’s tone softened now as she spoke.

“Can we not talk about Matt?” asked, her voice becoming quieter as she was forced to remember something she’d rather forget.

nodded her head, “Of course, sorry . So what do you wanna do about Kian?” She asked, going back to the problem at hand.

“Nothing…God knows how many women he’s got all over the country, I’m not gonna be one of them” replied, making up her mind.

She refused to let Kian use her for sex, just because he was famous it didn’t mean he could use his status to get what he wanted. She’d had fun with him and done something out of character but this was where it ended. She knew Kian was nothing like Matt and she’d wanted him as much as he’d wanted her but she refused to let another guy use her to get what he wanted.

***

Three weeks later…

Kian sighed and pushed the newspaper across the table, away from him. He’d made the headlines once again and had just been on the receiving end of a rant from Louis Walsh, the bands manager. He wasn’t sure why he was so intent on doing whatever Louis warned him not to do, maybe he just wanted to rebel. For once in his life, do what he wanted to do and not what he was told to do. That had been what things had been like for all of them since the band started and it was one of the reasons Brian had quit. Over the last couple of years things had calmed down and they realised they could say no to certain demands from the record label. They were in charge.

Kian seemed to be taking that to a whole new level and was determined to live his life how he wanted to live it, and at the moment he wanted to sleep around. He didn’t care what Louis said or what he threatened him with, he was going to do what he wanted to do. He just had to make sure no one photographed him or spotted him, he couldn’t afford to make the headlines again. The last thing he needed was an angry Louis Walsh on his back.

“How’d it go?” Mark asked when Kian walked back into the conference room where the rest of them had been waiting.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “He shouted, a lot and then stormed off” He sighed, slumping down into a vacant seat.

“You know you’re in trouble when Louis Walsh raises his voice” Nicky said with a nod of his head.

“Does this mean you’re gonna stop fucking around with any girl that gives you a second look?” Mark asked, causing Kian to glare at him.

“I’ll do what I like when I like Marky, I’m sick of him treating us like money machines and thinking he can tell us what to do and how to act. This is my life and I’m gonna live it how I want to live it” Kian ranted, as he got up from his seat and stormed out of the conference room.

“He’s never gonna be the same again, is he?” Shane sighed, staring at the door as Kian slammed it behind him.

Nicky shook his head and sighed loudly, “ really fucked him up”

Mark nodded in agreement, “I thought he’d be over it by now, back to normal and maybe ready to move on with someone else”

“Would you be over it?” Shane asked, frowning at Mark, “She used him Mark, he loved her and she used him and then lied about it all, making him look like the bad guy. How do you get over something like that? No wonder he sleeps around, I doubt he’ll ever trust another woman again”

“You honestly think he’s happy?” Nicky asked, leaning his elbows on the desk while Mark kept quiet.

Shane shook his head, “Not as happy as he pretends he is, I think he misses having someone but I doubt he’ll ever let anyone get close enough to actually care about him” He explained with a sigh, “I hate seeing him like this”

“There’s nothing we can do though, Shay. You heard him, it’s his life and he’s gonna live it how he wants to live it” Mark repeated what Kian had said before he stormed off.

“What about that waitress in London, he seemed to like her. Christ he even saw her the night after” Nicky suddenly remembered.

“That’s not all, he gave her his number and asked if they could become a regular thing, y’know every time he’s in London” Shane told them both, he’d kept that bit of information to himself after Kian had told him.

“Are you serious?” Mark asked, staring in shock.

“Jesus, that’s huge for Ki” Nicky agreed, “Did she agree to it?”

Shane shrugged his shoulders, “He hasn’t said anything about it to be honest, I might ask him later when he’s calmed down a bit” He replied, thoughtfully.

“Are we going out tonight then?” Nicky asked, abruptly changing the subject away from Kian.

“I think we’re gonna have to, just to keep an eye on Kian” Mark sighed, “The girls will probably fancy a night out, it’s been ages since we all went out together”

“Mark it was two weeks ago” Nicky laughed as all three stood up and left the conference room.

The three of them left the office building in Dublin that housed Louis’ office. The car that had driven them from the hotel to the office was still parked in the car park, so they assumed Kian had walked off or jumped into a taxi. All three climbed in and were driven back to the hotel they were staying at, Nicky had left his car there and was planning on going back home and then meeting them back at the hotel before they went out.

***

Kian lay back on the large bed in his hotel suite, he stared up at the ceiling as he tried to calm his mood down. He knew it wasn’t a good idea to start drinking when he felt like this, it only ever led to him getting completely off his face and then pulling the first girl he saw. It was these moments he got caught by the paparazzi and had sometimes mouthed off at them. He couldn’t make headlines again so soon after Louis had yelled at him. He debated going for a bath, drinking his mini bar dry and then passing out on the bed, or near it. His phone beeped indicating a text message. With a complaint about having to move to reach his phone he picked it up off his bedside table and read the message from Shane.

‘If you’re out tonight, let us know. We’re up for it too”

Kian knew it wasn’t wise to go out with the rest of them, no doubt they’d bring the girls with them and he would be stuck feeling like a spare part once again. It was these moments he was more reckless, when it was just the four of them he didn’t feel the need to go and pull a random girl. But when the other three were all loved up, he found himself going for the first girl that looked at him. Deciding to decline, he quickly typed a message back to Shane, he tossed his phone on the bed and went back to staring at the ceiling.

A loud knock on he door seconds later made him jump slightly, he reluctantly pushed himself off the bed and walked out of the bedroom to answer it.

“Ah good, you’re here” Shane said as soon as he opened the door, stepping inside Kian’s suite.

“Come on in, I’m not busy or anything” Kian mumbled sarcastically, closing the door behind Shane.

“What do you mean you’re not going out tonight?” Shane frowned, eyeing Kian suspiciously, “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine, I just don’t wanna go out” Kian sighed, sitting down on the sofa in the small living room area of his suite, “I just got my balls handed to me by Louis for getting pissed up and getting caught taking some girl to a hotel and you want me to go out tonight?”

“Don’t you have any self control?” Shane teased with a smile on his face, “C’mon Ki, just come for a couple in the hotel bar or something”

“I guess I could do that” Kian sighed, wanting to avoid being around couples tonight.

He figured that if they stayed in the hotel bar he wouldn’t be tempted and would be less likely to get into any trouble. Failing that, he wouldn’t have far to go if he someone did catch his eye.

“Great, I’ll see what the others want to do. What you doing for dinner?” Shane asked moving towards the door.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “I’ll probably just order some room service in”

“Ok, well we’ll go for a drink at about 9 then, ok?” Shane asked, slipping out of the door before waiting for an answer.

Kian let out a sigh as he wandered into his bathroom. He started to run himself a bath, letting the water fill the Jacuzzi tub. He stripped his clothes, tossing them onto the floor of the bathroom while he waited for the tub to fill up. As soon as it was half full he slipped into the water and turned the Jacuzzi on, letting the bubbles distract him from the constant feeling of loneliness that never seemed to leave him when he was on his own. He closed his eyes and dipped his head under the water, resurfacing and brushing the wet strands of blonde hair back and out of his face.

***

and ran down the street as a sudden burst of rain came out of nowhere, the both dragged their suitcases along with them as they searched for their hotel. finally spotted the correct building and rushed through the revolving doors. ran after her, jumping into the revolving door before it spun around. She stepped out of the door and onto the tiled marble floor, her wet shoes causing her to slip. felt herself falling before a pair of strong arms caught her, holding her upright as she clung onto her saviour.

She glanced up and was startled by the dazzling blue eyes that looked back at her, “Kian?”

Kian smiled and let his eyes travel over her, she was drenched. Her wet hair was plastered to her head, sticking to her forehead and the sides of her face. Her clothes clung to her body like a second skin, reminding Kian of the first time he saw her, unfortunately the top she was wearing wasn’t white this time.

“We really need to stop meeting like this” Kian spoke, then cringed at the cheesiness of his own line.

laughed and shook her head, “That was an awful line, has that ever worked?”

Kian laughed and shook his head, “How about I try again?” He suggested, leaning forward so that his lips were just next to her ear, “Why is it every time you’re in my arms, you’re soaking wet?”

shook her head as a slight blush appeared in her cheeks, she pushed herself out of his embrace as walked over to them.

“We’re all checked in, do you…” She trailed off, seeing who was talking to.

“I’d better get going, I’m supposed to be meeting a couple of friends in the bar” Kian smiled at , turning to walk away, “You should join us for a drink, your friend too”

Without giving either of them chance to reply Kian walked across the lobby and into the hotel bar. stared after the blonde, unable to believe that Kian Egan from Westlife had just invited them to join him for a drink in the hotel bar.

“Are we going upstairs then?” asked as her friend stared at the empty space that Kian had occupied only moments ago, “ ?”

nodded her head as they both walked towards the lifts, stepping inside and pressing the button for their floor, “Oh my god, what am I going to wear?” She suddenly burst out, causing to jump.

“Don’t worry about it, we’re not having a drink with him anyway so it doesn’t matter what you’re wearing” shrugged, grabbing her case and pulling it behind her as she walked out of the lift.

“What do you mean we’re not having a drink with him?” asked, chasing after her friend.

found their room and swiped her card, opening the door and revealing the lavish suite inside. She walked inside and smiled at the luxurious suite, marvelling at how much space was inside. She placed her bag down and walked further into the room, staring wide eyed at the bathroom and massive corner tub that dominated the white tiled room.

“ ? What do you mean we’re not having a drink with him?” repeated her question, following her friend into the bathroom.

“It’s not a good idea…I don’t want anything to do with him” answered with a shrug of her shoulders, “I told you I wasn’t going to have anything to do with him and I meant it”

“It’s just a drink, what harm can that do?” tried to convince her friend, “Please …how often do I get to say I’ve chatted with a celeb, you meet them all the time at work”

“Correction, I serve them drinks, I don’t meet them” sighed, brushing past as she walked out of the bathroom.

“Whatever, . You still get to mingle with loads of famous people” argued her case, “What’s the harm in joining Kian for one drink?”

“Because I can’t trust myself…” shouted at her friend, her angry voice softening as she sat down on one of the comfortable sofa’s in their living area.

“What do you mean?” asked, watching as buried her face in her hands.

sighed and lowered her hands looking up at her friend, she rested her head back on the sofa before finally speaking, “It’s like he has this hold over me. It’s the way he looks at me, I dunno. I just can’t help myself. It’s only when I’m around him, I don’t trust myself” She sighed again, shaking her head.

“Not bad for a guy who’s not your type” smirked.

“This isn’t funny, I hate how easily he makes me want him with just one look or one comment and then in the next breath I want to smack him upside his head” sighed again, shaking her head from side to side, “What the hell is wrong with me?”

“You’re allowed to have fun, y’know” laughed at how dramatic her friend was being, “And there’s nothing wrong with you having fun for a change, maybe it’s time you went for someone who’s not your type”

“What and just sleep with him?” scoffed, “I don’t want sex with someone, I want a relationship…”

“Is that gonna happen anytime soon? After Matt, I don’t think you’ve been serious about anyone. It’s always one or two dates and then you never see the guy again, how do you expect to find anyone if you don’t give anyone a chance?” asked, thinking that maybe it was time to give her friend a reality check.

“I dunno” sighed, once again burying her face in her hands, “I just find it hard to trust anyone…”

nodded her head in understanding, “I know it’s hard and you’ve come a long way since Matt but you can’t keep people at a distance. I think it’s time you completely forgot about Matt and just moved on, trust again, no matter how hard it is”

“You’re right…but I’m still not going for a drink with him” said, getting to her feet and heading into the bathroom, “I’m going to get out of these wet clothes and have a shower”

***

“Why do you keep looking at the door?” Shane asked Kian, turning and looking over his shoulder at whatever Kian was staring at.

“No reason” Kian shrugged his shoulders taking a long drink from his beer.

“So are you gonna tell me why I practically had to drag you to come out for a drink tonight?” Shane asked, sipping from his own drink as the two sat in the hotel bar.

“Is this why went to a club with the others?” Kian asked with a frown, “You thought you’d get me on my own and we’d have a nice heart to heart?”

Shane shook his head and laughed quietly, “No, she wanted to go to a club and I wanted to keep one of my best friends company. I am worried about you though, Ki”

“Don’t be, I’m fine” Kian insisted, taking another drink as a means of not giving Shane a longer answer.

“So why didn’t you wanna come out tonight?” Shane pushed, asking his question again.

“I don’t wanna talk about it, Shay. Just drop it, ok?” Kian answered with a long sigh.

“Tough, I wanna talk about it. So come on, what’s up?” Shane pressed, not giving in to the stubborn blonde, proving he could be just as stubborn.

Kian frowned and stared deep into the pint glass that sat before him, “It sounds really bad, though” He finally spoke.

“Ki, whatever it is, it doesn’t matter” Shane’s voice softened as he leaned in closer to his friend.

“Fine…” Kian huffed a deep sigh, “Just don’t get pissed off with me, ok?”

Shane nodded his head, “I wont, I promise” He urged Kian to continue.

“Well I…it’s erm…God, I hate it when the girls come out to visit on tour. Ok there, I said it” Kian spoke quickly, placing his head in his hands and avoiding Shane’s gaze.

“Wait, you hate it when my girlfriend comes to see me on tour?” Shane repeated, trying to understand what his friend was saying to him, “I thought you liked ?”

“I do, you know I do. I like and too but I like it when it’s just us four, I don’t feel so…lonely” He admitted, still staring into his drink.

Shane nodded his head and sat back in his seat, breathing out a long sigh, “I don’t know what to say Ki. I mean we don’t rub our relationships in your face on purpose but I guess we could tone it down a bit”

“That’s not what I mean, Shay” Kian interrupted with a sigh, “It’s nothing you guys do, it’s just seeing you all together reminds me that I’ve got no one waiting at home for me, there’s no one watching me from the crowd when we’re on stage and there’s no one coming to meet me at the airport after we’ve been on tour or on promotion”

“I don’t know what to say Ki, we’re not gonna stop the girls from coming to see us, you know how much we look forward to them touring with us whenever they can” Shane sighed, wrinkling his forehead.

Kian shook his head from side to side, “I would never ask any of you to do that and I’m not blaming you guys, you’re in love and I would never hold that against you. I just can’t help the way I feel, I kinda feel like a spare part when you’re all together, which is why I start to look for some…company” He explained to his friend, “I’m not trying to shift the blame onto anyone and I don’t want you to worry about how you act with when I’m around but it’s usually when we’re all together that I do something stupid”

“I had no idea Ki” Shane sighed again, shaking his head from side to side, “If you feel like this the why don’t you stop fucking around with these girls you meet at clubs and find someone you can be happy with?”

“I don’t want a girlfriend, I just can’t bring myself to trust again. I’ll always be wondering if she’s using me or lying to me…” Kian replied, taking a long drink from his glass.

“I’m confused, what can we do to help you out?” Shane asked his friend, “I don’t want you ending up on any more front pages and giving Louis a reason to give ya hell”

“I’m confused too Shay, there’s not much you can do” Kian laughed weakly, “Unless you smack me if I start going after one of the usual club rats”

Shane laughed along with Kian, “I guess I could do that and I’ll let you have a dance with next time we’re out. I’m pretty sure she’ll keep those types of girls away from ya”

“Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy dancing, Filan” Kian smiled, feeling a little better after talking to Shane.

“Course I do” Shane laughed, “I was just trying to be a good friend”

“By lending me your girlfriend?” Kian asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“Not like that, ya dirty bastard” Shane laughed, playfully slapping Kian’s arm.

Kian smiled at his friend, Shane always knew how to cheer him up and it had been nice to have a quiet drink, just the two of them. As soon as Shane asked him why he was so against going out with the rest of them, he’d desperately tried to think of a suitable lie to tell him. He was almost afraid to tell him the truth about not wanting to go out with them when the girls were there. Even to him it sounded just awful and he thought it made him the worst person in the world but he was glad he’d told Shane.

“I glad we had this talk” Kian smiled glancing over Shane’s shoulder one more time, hoping to see .

“Ok seriously, what are you looking at?” Shane turned again, seeing nothing he turned back to Kian.

“Remember that waitress from London, well she’s here. I bumped into her on my way into the bar” Kian told Shane.

“She’s staying in this hotel? What’s she doing in Dublin?” Shane frowned.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “I dunno maybe she’s on holiday, the point is she’s here” He replied with a faint smile.

“What are you smiling at? She’s not even interested in you, did you even hear from her after you gave her your number?” Shane asked with a slight smirk.

“Ouch” Kian laughed, holding his hand over his chest, “And no I didn’t hear from her but that doesn’t mean she’s not interested. She’s probably just unsure about the whole situation”

“Just face it Ki, she’s not into fuck buddies so just get that thought out of your head” Shane laughed at his friend.

“It might be a good alternative than just picking up random girls and then having them sell their story about me” Kian shrugged his shoulders, “If there was someone I knew and could trust to just have sex with, without any complications or worries, then my life would be so much easier”

Shane shook his head from side to side, “The only females you trust are either family, or friends. Who are you gonna ask to have casual sex with you?”

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “I dunno…” He smiled as he noticed two women walk into the hotel bar, “This could be her now”

Shane turned his head and saw the two women walk towards the bar, he recognised one of them as the waitress from the club in London, “Are you telling me you trust her?” He asked, turning back to Kian.

“I dunno…I mean I’ve slept with her twice now and she hasn’t gone to the press or anything. Maybe I’ve finally picked the right girl to sleep with” He replied with a laugh, getting to his feet, “I’m gonna go and get them to join us, might even get a hat trick tonight”

Shane shook his head in disbelief as he watched Kian walk towards them, he had no idea what his friend actually wanted and he doubted that Kian even knew himself.

***

rolled her eyes as she spotted Kian approaching them at the bar, she hated that had managed to persuade her to come down for a drink but she was adamant that she was not going to agree to join Kian.

“Evening ladies” She heard his voice as he stood near them, an irritating smirk fixed on his face, “Let me get these drinks for you both”

“No, we’re fine thanks” replied, coldly.

nudged her friend sharply and smiled politely at Kian, “Sorry about her, but we’ve already paid for our drinks” She told him, glaring at .

“No problem, how about you join us for a drink?” Kian asked, motioning towards the table where Shane was sat on his own, “I’m Kian, by the way”

“I’m and I think you already know ” introduced herself and with a smile.

“Nice to meet you” Kian smiled back, taking her hand in his and placing a kiss on the back of it, “So you fancy joining us for a quiet drink?”

“No thanks” quickly answered, shaking her head from side to side, “We’re fine right here”

“Ignore her, she’s in a bad mood. We’d love to join you” smiled at Kian as he ordered two fresh drinks for himself and Shane.

Kian glanced sideways at and smirked as she rolled her eyes and looked away from him, he paid for his drinks and walked back to his table with . reluctantly followed behind them, knowing that no amount of refusing would do any good. and Kian seemed to be working together and it looked like her attempts at trying to avoid Kian were pointless. sighed as she noticed the only seat left was the one next to Kian, she sat down and smiled politely at the brunette sitting opposite her.

“Shane, this is and , girls this is Shane” Kian introduced them all, enjoying how uncomfortable seemed to be in his presence.

“So what are you girls doing in Dublin?” Shane asked, taking a sip from his beer.

“We just decided to get away for the weekend and neither of us have been to Dublin before, so it seemed like a good choice” answered Shane’s question.

“And as soon as we get here, it’s raining. Bloody typical” laughed.

“I dunno, I quite like the rain” Kian smirked, glancing sideways at .

They sat chatting for about an hour and remained virtually silent until someone spoke directly to her, most of the time she only spoke to Shane and ignored Kian completely. Kian found that the more acted cold towards him, the more he wanted her. It was rare that he had to work hard to get a woman into bed, and had been no exception but now she seemed uninterested in him. This was only spurring him on to try and get her to his hotel room tonight.

Shane’s phone rang and he excused himself from the table to answer it as he took the call, leaving Kian sat with the two girls. watched on in horror as chose that moment to excuse herself as she walked to the ladies room.

“Do you hate me or something?” Kian asked as soon as they were alone.

“Hate you? I don’t anything you, I don’t know you and I don’t want to know you” answered with an icy tone.

“Now that’s not true, you know me better than some people do…well parts of me” Kian laughed at the look on her face.

“Well… we all make mistakes” She shrugged, regaining her composure.

“Twice?” Kian asked, raising his eyebrows as he turned his body to face her, resting his arm over the back of his chair, “Fancy making another mistake tonight?”

“God, you think a lot of yourself, don’t you?” asked shaking her head from side to side.

“Hey, who pulled who into the back seat of her car?” Kian asked, smirking at her, “I just wanted a ride home and you practically pounced on me as soon as you pulled over”

“That was a moment of madness and it wont happen again” mumbled, staring down at her drink, “Why wont you just leave me alone? If all you want is meaningless sex with girls that only want you cause of who you are, then go out to a club and find one”

Kian shook his head from side to side, “Too risky, I just got another bollocking off my manager today for a story that was in the newspaper” He explained to her.

“Well maybe you should just learn to keep it in your trousers” shot back as Shane walked back to the table, not giving Kian chance to reply.

“That was , they’re all on their way back to the hotel” Shane said with a sigh, slumping down in his seat, “Apparently they had some trouble at the club, some guys were hassling Mark and Nicky and they decided it was best to leave”

“Everything’s ok though? It didn’t get out of hand or anything?” Kian asked as rejoined the group.

Shane shook his head, “No, I think that’s why they decided to leave, so it didn’t get out of hand” He answered.

“Why would things get out of hand?” asked Shane with a frown.

“Some people don’t like our fame, call it jealously or whatever but when you add alcohol to the mix it never turns out well” Shane sighed, he hated certain aspects that came along with their celebrity, “We used to have a go back but that just made us look worse”

“And usually ended up with me getting smacked in the face” Kian added, taking a long drink from his beer, draining the contents before he got to his feet, “Think I’ll turn in for the night”

“I’m gonna wait down here for and the others, I’ll see you in the morning” Shane smiled at his friend.

Before Kian walked past he hesitated, leaning down so that his mouth was inches from her ear, “If you fancy making another mistake tonight, I’m in room 612” He whispered, standing upright and leaving the hotel bar without a second look.

“What exactly is going on with you and him?” Shane asked as soon as Kian had left the bar.

shrugged her shoulders, she had no idea what was going on and it was beginning to annoy her. It seemed that nothing she did or said to Kian put him off, it was almost like he was determined to bed her again. It was a game to him, nothing else. He saw her as a challenge and would probably move onto the next girl as soon as she gave into him.

“I have no idea, but can you tell him to leave me alone?” She asked, “I’d hate to have to report him for harassment and I don’t think his manager would appreciate a story like that ending up in the papers”

Shane stared in disbelief as shot to her feet and stormed out of the bar, quickly apologised to Shane and followed her friend out of the bar. She caught up with her as she was stepping into a lift.

“What’s gotten into you?” asked, clearly annoyed at how rude her friend had spoken to Shane.

“Him, he’s gotten into me. He thinks he can just use people to suit himself, he infuriates me” almost yelled, finishing her sentence with an almost animalistic growl.

“What did he say?” asked, from what she’d witnessed Kian had been behaving perfectly acceptably towards both of them.

“The usual sort of shit that comes out of his mouth” snapped, feeling angry at herself for ever getting involved with him, “I swear he thinks women will just fall at his feet, he’s such a stuck up prick”

“Seriously , what did he say? If anyone was out of order tonight it was you, you ignored him and you just snapped at his friend” pointed out.

huffed out a sigh and leant against the side of the lift as it made it’s ascent, she remained silent until the doors opened on their floor and they both stepped out. It wasn’t until closed the door to their hotel suite that spoke again.

“Basically… he wanted me to sleep with him again tonight” She sighed, sitting down on one of the two double beds that adorned their room.

“He said that? When?” asked, wondering if he had done all of that while she was sat at the table with them.

“First when you went to the loo and then he told me his room number before he left the bar” sighed, flopping backwards onto the bed and staring up at the ceiling, “I feel bad for snapping at his friend though, it wasn’t his fault”

“Maybe you could apologise?” suggested, watching her friend cover her face with one arm and knowing that the blonde had gotten to her more than she cared to admit.

“You think I should see if he’s still downstairs?” asked, sitting up and leaning back on her elbows.

“It couldn’t hurt, it’d be more awkward if they turned up at Blue Lagoon and you had to serve them all night” reasoned with her friend.

“I guess you’re right” She sighed, hoping that Kian had remained in his room and hadn’t rejoined the rest of the group downstairs.

“Take your key just in case you’re back late” laughed, giving her friend a wink.

“Not gonna happen” laughed shaking her head from side to side.

***

approached the doors to the bar and peered inside, Shane was still sitting at the same table holding his phone to his ear. He had his back to her so he didn’t see her approach him. She slowed her pace down as she got closer to him and heard part of his conversation.

“…Just come back, the others will be here in a minute and we’re gonna have a few drinks in here…see you in five then”

“Shane?” spoke, finally announcing her presence, “Sorry to bother you, but could I have a word?”

“Sure…” Shane motioned for her to join him, “You’re not gonna yell at me again are ya?”

She was a little relieved to see the playful smile on his face and shook her head, “No I just wanted to apologise for snapping at you, I was pissed off with your idiot friend not you. So I’m sorry” She said, moving to stand up.

“Don’t rush off, have a drink and keep me company. I look a right twat sat here on my own” Shane smiled at her, “So why are you pissed off with my idiot friend?”

“I’m assuming you know what happened between us?” She asked, a slight blush rising in her cheeks.

Shane nodded his head, “Yeah he told me about it”

“So am I also right in assuming you know what he’s asked me to do?” She asked as Shane nodded his head again, “Well that’s why I’m pissed off with him, I don’t want to be someone’s fuck buddy just because he’s worried abut upsetting your manager”

“I understand but do you know that you’re the first girl in a long time he’s actually been with more than once?” Shane asked her, “I know that doesn’t sound like a big deal to you and me, but to Kian it’s huge. He sort of went off the rails a bit this past year after a break up and he’s had nothing but a string of one night stands since”

“Don’t try and make me feel sorry for him, we’ve all got our own problems and his aren’t bigger than anybody else’s” felt temper starting to rise at Shane’s implication.

“That’s not what I meant, I’m sorry…look the others will be here soon why don’t you stay for a drink?” Shane asked, his eyes pleading with hers.

was about to answer when she saw Kian walk back into the bar, he smiled when he spotted her and approached the table, “Good job I wasn’t holding my breath waiting for you” He said sitting down beside her.

“I think I’ll pass on the drink, thanks though Shane” said getting to her feet and rolling her eyes at Kian.

Kian grabbed her arm and stopped her from walking away, “Please don’t leave on my account. I’m sorry for being so blunt but…I was just trying to be honest with you” He spoke with such sincerity that found herself nodding her head, “Let me buy you a drink, just one?”

Against all her better judgement, found herself nodding her head in agreement and sitting back down beside him. Kian got up and went to the bar to get a round of drinks in for when the others arrived.

Shane took this opportunity to lean close to her, “He’s not a bad guy, just give him a chance…he had his heart broken and this is how he’s dealt with the pain” He quickly said before Kian came back to the table.

He wanted her to understand that this wasn’t the real Kian, not the Kian he’d known for most of his life. This was just an act he put on since , pretending he was happy when inside he was empty and incredibly lonely. He could see why was put off with Kian Egan, the ladies man. He was acting like a complete prick and sometimes Shane hated the Kian that had left behind after shattering his heart.

***

ended up staying in the bar a lot longer than she’d planned, the others had arrived and she was about to leave them to it when they’d all insisted she stay and have one more drink with them. Of course one had turned into two, and two had turned into three. She’d been there for two hours and they were all slightly merry. The one thing she was sure of, was she was going back to her own room that night, no matter what Kian did or said to convince her otherwise.

laughed loudly at a drinking game the group were now playing, she recognised Nicky as the joker of the group instantly and he wasn’t disappointing her. Currently he had made Shane stand up and was stacking shot glasses on top of his head, making the brunette try to balance them. Shane was under the illusion that he had about ten small glasses balanced on top of  his head, when in reality he only had two. Nicky had been pretending to add other glasses and Shane was grinning and concentrating on staying as still as he could, thinking that glasses were towered above him.

If there had actually been ten shot glasses placed on top of his head, he would’ve dropped them all ages ago due to the amount of swaying he was doing. The rest of the group cheered loudly as Nicky shouted out the number eleven, making Shane think he was doing incredibly well. He got to fifteen before crying out they were going to fall. Shane tried to move out of the way and Nicky grabbed the two glasses from his head as Shane tripped over a chair and fell backwards.

The group howled with laughter as Shane covered his head, expecting a barrage of shot glasses to rain down on top of him. He sat up when he felt nothing and heard the laughter around him. He looked around him and saw no shot glasses laying shattered over the floor, just Nicky wearing a smirk and holding out two glasses.

“You fucking bastard, Byrne” He cried out, pulling himself up using a nearby table.

“Mate, I’m sorry but it was so funny. I couldn’t resist” Nicky laughed slapping Shane’s back as he sat back down in his seat.

“And you just went along with it?” He sulked, looking at his girlfriend, “You’re supposed to help me out when these fuckers are winding me up”

“I’m sorry baby, but it was pretty funny. I’ll help you get him back” smiled, kissing Shane’s sulky lips.

“Anyone else got a drinking game?” Mark asked, specifically looking at , “What about you, you work in a club, I bet you know a few?”

“I might do, but I need someone to play against” smirked glancing around the table.

“I’ll play with ya” Kian grinned, he was practically sober compared to the others around the table.

“Good, I’ll be right back” smirked, walking to the bar and placing an order.

She returned a few minutes later with a tray full of drinks. On the tray sat four shots of a clear alcohol and three pints of beer. She placed the tray onto the table and sat opposite Kian, lining the shot glasses up in front of him and the pints in front of herself. Kian eyed her suspiciously trying to figure out what she was up too.

“The game is, you have to drink all four shots before I can drink these three pints. You up for it?” She asked as Kian laughed loudly.

“Are you sure, that doesn’t seem very fair?” asked.

“It’s her game, her rules” Kian quickly spoke up.

“And there’s only two rules” smirked back, “Once you’ve finished your drink the glass has to be placed upside down back on the table and the most important rule is we can’t touch each others glasses, full or empty. So I can’t try and stop you drinking your last shot by grabbing the glass and vice versa. Still up for it?”

Kian nodded his head and laughed, “What do you say we make it interesting?” He asked leaning across the table, closer to her.

“What you got in mind?” asked, her vivid imagination could guess what Kian was about to say.

“If I win, which I will. You come back to my room for the entire night and most of the morning” Kian smirked, receiving some gasps from the other girls at the table.

“Ki, that’s disgusting” frowned, shaking her head from side to side.

“Yeah, Ki. This isn’t ‘Indecent Proposal’ y’know” Mark chimed in too.

“It’s fine guys” quickly spoke, knowing there was no way she was going back to Kian’s room with him, “What if I win?”

Kian laughed, “You wont” He simply said, smiling that annoyingly smug yet sexy smile of his.

“But what if do?” She asked again.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “What do you want?”

“If I win, I want you to get my friend tickets to your next show in London and I want you to leave me alone, never come inside the club again” said happy with her demand.

Kian reached his hand across the table and took hers, “Done…”

counted to three and they began, Kian knocked the first shot back in one go and slammed it on to the table upside down. He smirked as he watched struggle with her first pint.

“This is probably the easiest lay ever” He laughed, knocking back the second shot and repeating his action with the now empty glass.

“You’re a cocky bastard, aren’t you?” asked, finishing the last of her first pint as Kian picked up his third shot.

Kian simply laughed at her as he brought the third shot up to his lips and sipped at it, taunting her and playing with her like an animal would play with it’s prey before it was finally put it out of it’s misery. simply smiled back at him and placed her empty pint glass upside down over his fourth and final shot glass, effectively trapping it. She picked up her second pint and started to sip it as Kian stared at her.

“That’s cheating” He said, glaring at her as she continued to drink.

“Actually it’s not, it’s fucking brilliant” Nicky laughed, realising that had made it impossible for Kian to finish his last shot.

“Great, so that’s another club we can’t go to, cause of Kian” Mark rolled his eyes and let out a sigh.

“Actually we can all still go, it’s Kian that’s not allowed” Shane pointed out with a laugh.

“You think you’re so fucking smart don’t you?” Kian glared at , annoyed at being tricked so easily.

laughed and shook her head from side to side, “I’m not smart but I do think with this head” She smiled, tapping the side of her head, “Unlike you…”

“Come on Ki, it was obvious there was going to some sort of trick to it, it looked too easy” Mark joined in, agreeing with Nicky.

“If you weren’t so bothered about getting me into bed, then you probably would’ve realised I was up to something” grinned smugly at him, standing up, “And on that note, I’m going to bed. You can send the free tickets to the club and make sure they’re good ones, in the first 10 rows will do”

Kian stared at her as she left the bar, glaring at the back of her. She was right, he’d been so intent on sleeping with her again that he hadn’t thought about the drinking game she’d suggested. His mind had been focused on what would happen after he beat her, not the game itself. It annoyed him how easily he’d been fooled, of course she wouldn’t have accepted their side bet if it was possible for her to lose. He’d fooled himself into thinking that maybe she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

“I’m going to bed” Kian announced, rising to his feet and rushing from the bar, hoping to catch her before she disappeared to her room.

“He likes her” suddenly said as soon as Kian was out of ear shot.

“How much have you had to drink?” Nicky laughed loudly, “Kian doesn’t like anyone”

“I think she might have a point” agreed with her friend, “I’ve never seen him spend more than one night with anyone since ”

“Maybe but still, Kian wont let himself get close to anyone again, its only sex to him” Shane added, unsure as to what his friend was feeling at the moment.

“And he’s only going after her because Louis gave him a bollocking about showing up in the tabloids, he probably thinks she wont go to the press about him” Mark spoke, assuming this was the reason for Kian’s interest in the waitress.

“Well I agree with the girls, I think Kian likes her” said, agreeing with and , “She’s really gotten under his skin, I’ve never seen him like this before”

“Let’s just agree to disagree, shall we?” Shane smiled, stretching his arms above his head and yawning as he turned to face his girlfriend, “Ready for bed?”

***

stepped into the lift as it arrived and pressed the button for her floor, someone slipped inside the lift as the doors were closing. rolled her eyes when she saw it was Kian. He remained silent and pressed the button for his own floor, standing back as he watched the doors close. As soon as the doors closed, Kian pushed her against one of the walls, his lips were on hers as he pinned her against the mirrored wall. His kiss was hard and firm, almost angry and she found herself giving into his touch. She wanted to fight him off, resist his urgent kiss but instead she gave in completely as he forced his probing tongue into her willing mouth.

He pressed his own body against her, allowing her to feel the growing need she was arousing in him as he trapped her between his body and the mirrored wall of the lift. Her hands found their way into his blonde hair as she kissed him back. There was nothing gentle about the kiss, it was forceful and hard. knew he was still angry about losing to her, his demanding kiss proved that. She felt her body go weak under his touch and knew that she needed to stop this before she gave in completely and went back to his hotel suite with him.

The lift came to a stop and the doors opened, heard the faint chime announcing her floor, she placed her palms on his chest and pushed him away from her. He stared at her as she moved backwards to the doors of the open lift, he followed her and stood in the doorway preventing the doors from closing.

“You’re going back to your own room?” He asked with a frown on his face, the fact she’d not hit him when he’d kissed her, and even kissed him back, had led him to believe she was going to come back to his room that night.

shook her head from side to side, “Sorry, but we made a bet and you lost” She shrugged her shoulders, taking one more step back.

“Seriously?” He asked, placing his hand on the lift door as he held them open, “I mean…you kissed me back…I just thought that…maybe you’d wanna come back with me”

“You thought wrong” smiled at the confused look on his face, turning and walking away from him.

Kian sighed and glanced at the floor, trying to decide whether to go to his room or follow her. Quickly making his mind up, he dashed out of the lift and chased after her.

“ ?” He called, making her stop halfway down the corridor, “I’m confused…you kissed me back, what does that mean?”

shrugged her shoulders, “It doesn’t mean anything, it is what it is…”

Kian frowned at her and shook his head, “I know you don’t want a relationship, and you know I don’t either but my offer still stands…”

“And be your fuck buddy?” laughed loudly, “I don’t think so, I’m not the kinda girl that does that and I’m certainly not the kind of girl that shares a guy with god knows how many girls”

“Is that the problem?” Kian smirked at her, “You want me all to yourself?”

rolled her eyes at him, “Don’t flatter yourself, I just don’t know what I could catch from you. I’ve seen some of the girls you’ve been with, god knows what they’ve given you”

Kian laughed and nodded his head, “Ok, so how about it if I stay away from other girls? Would you consider my offer then?”

“You couldn’t stay away, you think with your dick and you don’t care about anything, other than getting laid” laughed, shaking her head, “Good night, Kian”

Kian watched as she walked away from him and turned the corner, he walked back towards the lift and waited, “Fucking great…” He mumbled, coming face to face with two of his friends as the doors opened.

Shane was leaning against the side of the lift with his arm wrapped around , who’s head was resting against his chest, “Ki? What are you doing on the third floor?” Shane asked, as Kian stepped inside the lift.

“Who’s staying on the third floor, Ki?” smirked, already knowing exactly who would be staying on the third floor.

“I don’t wanna talk about it” Kian sulked, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for the lift to come to a halt.

“You went after her and she turned you down?” Shane asked with a slur, with a knowing look on his face.

Kian ignored Shane and stepped out of the lift as soon as the doors opened, storming down the hallway to his hotel suite and quickly going inside. He angrily started to get undressed, throwing his clothes against the wall, bed and floor as he stomped into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and stepped under the stream of water, he turned the temperature down to cold in an attempt to calm his body down. Just kissing her had made his jeans feel that little bit tighter, it had effected him even more when she’d kissed him back. A cold shower wasn’t how he’d expected to spend the rest of the evening.

***

“I didn’t expect to see you tonight” jumped as her friends voice rang through the dark room.

“Jeez , you scared the shit outta me” spoke, clutching at her chest as flicked the bedside lamp on.

“Sorry” smiled, sitting up in bed, “So what are you doing back? You were gone a while so I thought that maybe Kian had talked you into going back to his room”

“I ended up staying for a few drinks with the rest of them, Kian did try to get me to go back to his room though” sighed, sitting down on her bed, “He had the cheek to assume that the reason I didn’t want to go along with his little ‘fuck buddy’ plan was because I’m jealous of him being with other girls”

“What did you say to him?” asked her friend, a concerned look on her face.

“I just told him it wasn’t jealously, more a fear of what I might catch from some of the skanks he’s slept with” said with a smile, causing her friend to laugh.

“You actually said that to him?” smiled, shaking her head from side to side.

“Course I did, he reckons he’ll stop fucking around if I consider his offer” sighed, “I don’t know what his fascination with me is but I wish he’d stop it…oh by the way, I won some free tickets for you the next time they’re in London”

“How the hell did you do that?” asked, excitedly clapping her hands together.

“Well Mr Superstar wanted to play a drinking game with me, the shots vs. pints game. He made a side bet and I, of course, won” smiled triumphantly.

“Do I need to ask what he wanted if he won?” laughed loudly.

“I think you can guess what that sleaze ball wanted” said with an eye roll, “He actually wanted me to go back to his hotel room with him if he won”

“Well if it had been me, I’d have let him win” laughed loudly, blushing slightly at her admission.

“Well I won so now he has to stay away from me, he’s not allowed in the club either” explained.

“Can I ask you something?” asked as nodded her head, “Do you like him? I mean ok the first night you slept with him, we’d been drinking and you were doing something spontaneous but what about the second time?”

sighed and lay back on her bed, “He’s ok, sometimes I like him but then sometimes he acts like the biggest prick on the planet and I just wanna smack him. Yet I can’t seem to stay away from him, he only has to look at me with those intense blue eyes and I want him. How can someone that annoys me so much, have that effect on me?” She said with a sigh, “It’s confusing, right?”

“It certainly is but I think you might like him, or like the idea of no strings sex without getting too involved or hurt” chanced a guess at the real reason was so taken by Kian.

“Maybe…I just don’t know anymore. I do know that I wont be one of God knows how many girls he’s sleeping with” said with determination, moving into the bathroom to get changed for bed.

“It’s a shame he’s like this y’know” stated as returned to their room and climbed into her own bed.

“Like what?” She asked, lying down and making herself comfortable.

“He wasn’t always a womaniser, in fact he was pretty calm before his last break up. No one’s really sure what happened but his ex claimed he cheated on her constantly, well at least that’s what the press said but can you really believe them?” explained what little she and everyone else knew about Kian’s break up.

“Did he cheat on her?” asked, suddenly finding herself very interested in the blonde.

“It was never proven, he never denied it, in fact he never commented on it but his band mates did. The press claimed that they were merely sticking up for their friend and trying to preserve their squeaky clean image” explained, “They did have a massive bust up a month later, they both bumped into each other at some awards show or something and it kicked off between them”

“So you think he was innocent?” asked, almost wanting Kian to be at fault, then she would have an excuse to stay away from him.

“I have no idea, I’d like to believe he didn’t cheat but he’s famous, he probably has tonnes of girls throwing themselves at him all the time. The temptation is there” added, lying down and turning the lamp off, “Night ”

“Night ” said quietly into the dark room, her thoughts taken over with Kian and the way he’d kissed her in the lift.

***

“You in a better mood now?” Shane asked, climbing into the spacious people carrier next to Kian.

“Nope…” Kian answered shortly, adjusting the baseball cap so it partially covered his eyes

“Are we gonna get the silent treatment all the way back to Sligo then?” Shane asked, smiling as Kian ignored him and nodded his head.

“Leave him alone Shay” Mark laughed, climbing into the car and sitting down beside Shane, “He’s not used to being to rejected, remember”

“Can’t you two just leave him alone?” sighed, shaking her head as she took a seat next to near the back of the people carrier.

Kian huffed out a long sigh, and grabbed his iPod out of his bag, sticking the headphones in he found some loud music and drowned everyone out. He knew Mark was right, he wasn’t used to being rejected by women and he hated it. He also knew that Louis would kill him if he got into the press for the wrong reasons, he needed to stop screwing around but he didn’t want to. was the answer to his problems, if only she’d agree to his offer. Eventually he managed to drift off to sleep, his earphones still firmly placed in his ears and his head resting against the window.

Kian woke with an abrupt start, feeling someone shaking him. He looked around sleepily as he opened his eyes, rubbing them until they refocused. Kian pulled his headphones out and climbed out of the people carrier. Mark and had already been dropped off home and it was only Shane and that remained inside.

“This isn’t my house” Kian frowned, assuming he’d been woken because the car had arrived at his home.

“Well done, Ki” Shane laughed, grabbing his small suitcase out of the boot of the car.

“Why’d you wake me up if we’re at your place?” Kian asked, clearly annoyed with Shane.

“Because we wanted to say bye to you” smiled at him, “Gonna give me a hug?”

Kian huffed out an annoyed sigh and shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t have a choice, do I?” He said, a small smile playing on his lips.

shook her head and embraced him in a tight hug, positioning her face so that she could whisper something to him, “Stop being so moody Ki, please?” She asked, pulling back and pecking his cheek with her lips.

“Do I get a hug?” Shane asked, spreading his arms as he moved closer to Kian.

Kian couldn’t help but laugh at his friend, “Fuck off Shay” He smiled, shaking his head from side to side.

“See you tomorrow for a couple of rounds?” Shane asked, closing the boot of the people carrier.

Kian nodded his head, “Yeah, I could do with a game of golf before we’re off again. Where we going next, again?” He asked, his sleepy mind forgetting their schedule.

“We’ve got a meeting with a new producer in New York in two days time and then we’ve got to fly to LA to meet with a song writer who’s supposed to have some great tracks for our next album. Then we’re flying to London for some charity thing and then we’ve got two weeks off” Shane briefly relayed their schedule back to his band mate.

Kian nodded his head as he climbed back into the car, “See you tomorrow for golf then” He gave both Shane and a small wave and closed the door, the car pulling off and driving the short distance to his house.

***

Kian glanced at his watch and sighed when he realised there was still half an hour until their flight landed in London. The past week they’d spent in America had felt like a lot longer, they’d had business meeting after business meeting but hadn’t quite got enough songs for an entire album. The recording of their new album had to be postponed until the management was confident they had enough for a full album. Then it would be non-stop work, recording and then promoting the new album.

After their flight landed Kian wandered behind Mark, Nicky and Shane as they all walked to baggage claim. Nicky had his phone firmly glued to his ear as he spoke to , Mark was also busy dialling a number and Kian knew he’d be calling . The only person who wasn’t on the phone, apart from himself, was Shane. Kian glanced at Shane as he had another brief look at his phone and then pushed it back into his pocket with a sigh.

“Everything ok?” Kian asked, falling into step alongside Shane.

Shane nodded his head and forced a smile onto his face, “Yep…fine”

“So why have you looked at your phone twenty times since we walked from the plane?” Kian asked with a laugh.

Shane shrugged his shoulders, “I was just trying to phone …she’s not answering though” He told Kian with a small sigh.

“Is she in London with and ?” Kian asked as they came to a stop at the luggage carousel.

Shane shook his head, “No, she’s flying in tonight and now she’s not even answering her phone” He replied, checking his phone once again.

“I thought you’d gotten over this whole thing about her not caring or not making as much effort?” Kian asked with an eye roll.

“I am but I’ve not seen her in week, she knew what time my flight was and she can’t even be bothered to answer her phone when I ring her” Shane frowned and Kian could see that it bothered him more than he was letting on, “I mean, and are already here, they knew what time we were landing and made sure they were already here, checked into the hotel. Why couldn’t be bothered to do that?”

“It’s not like that Shay, maybe she just couldn’t get away. She can’t just up and leave work whenever she wants to. I thought you liked the fact she’s   independent and does her own thing?” Kian asked, reminding him that the things he was now complaining about were the very things that appealed to him when he first met her.

“I do like that about her but sometimes I wish she could come with me without worrying about getting time off” Shane sulked slightly as he spoke, “Do you think she’d consider quitting?”

Kian laughed and shook his head, “You ask her to do that and I wont be the only single one in the group”

“Fuck off Ki, she wouldn’t break up with me because of that” Shane frowned, “Would she?”

“Well it would certainly piss her off, but you do whatever you want mate, it’s your life and your relationship” Kian said with a small chuckle as he spotted his bag appearing on the carousel and picked it up.

Almost half an hour later, the group were sat in a people carrier and on their way to the hotel. Kian glanced over at Shane and saw him staring out of the window, occasionally looking at his phone and then turning his attention back to the view out of the window. The ringing of Shane’s phone suddenly sounded in the car and Kian laughed out loud at Shane’s urgency to answer the phone, knowing just by the look on his face who was calling him.

Kian’s own phone ringing in his pocket caught his attention and he pulled it out and looked at the caller display. He let out a long sigh before pressing the ‘accept call’ button and held the device to his ear.

“Hey mam” He said, running his hand over his tired face as she started to ask him about his recent trip.

He listened to her voice and answered occasionally when he felt he should, he was barely paying attention when she started to complain about him not calling her, or not spending enough time at home in Sligo with the rest of the family. Finally, they arrived at the hotel and Kian told his mother he’d speak to her later and hung up, following the rest of the band into the hotel where a few fans were stood waiting for their arrival. They spent a few minutes signing memorabilia and posing for photographs before they finally went inside to check in.

***

Later that night they all met in the hotel lobby, dressed for the charity event in formal clothes. A limo dropped them all off at the venue where they prepared to walk the red carpet, as usual Kian was on his own. He never took a date to any awards show or event like this, yet he never went home alone from the after party. Kian followed the three down the red carpet as they walked with their partners, occasionally waving at fans that had gathered outside and posing for press photographers. Soon the girls left them and they posed for group pictures before finally going inside and finding their table for the evening.

The evening was drawing to a close and Kian was still sober, he had no intention of getting drunk tonight and was determined to stay on his best behaviour. He was sitting talking with Mark when Louis approached them both. He sat down and let out a loud sigh as he looked a Kian.

“What? What did I do now?” Kian asked, placing his drink down on the table in front of him.

“I just got off the phone with a source of mine, he says there’s going to be a front page story about you in the press tomorrow but wasn’t sure what” Louis explained, “What did you do now?”

“Lou, I didn’t do anything. I swear to ya, I’ve not gotten pissed or gone home with anyone since you had a go at me in Dublin” Kian cried out.

“Maybe it’s something good?” Mark suggested, trying to help Kian out.

“It’s on the front page, Marky. They don’t put good stuff on the front pages, all they put is scandal” Kian sighed, grabbing his drink and knocking the contents back in one go.

Kian’s mood changed completely and he angrily stood from the table and stormed across the dance floor, almost colliding into Shane and knocking his drink over him.

“Watch it Ki, for fucks sake” Shane complained, jumping back to stop the contents of his drink going over his suit.

“Sorry…” Kian mumbled his apology and continued walking through the club.

He left through the back door of the venue and spotted their driver, he quickly instructed him to take him back to the hotel and jumped into the back of the limo. He let out a long sigh as the limo started it’s journey to the hotel they’d all checked in to. He ran his hand through his hair as he racked his brain for the story the papers could have about him. He’d been on his best behaviour and knew he’d not done anything press worthy in the last week. The only thing he thought it could be was an old one night stand selling their story.

“Could you wait for a few minutes, I’ll be right back” Kian asked, the driver as the limo pulled up outside their hotel.

He stepped out of the limo and rolled his eyes as he spotted a group of fans hanging around outside. Plastering a smile on his face he approached them, quickly signing the memorabilia they held out and making his way inside. He went straight up to his hotel suite, glad that he hadn’t unpacked his suitcase properly and started to throw everything back inside the case. He grabbed all of his belongings and left the suite, walking straight to the reception desk and checking out of the room. He told the fans he was in a rush, smiled apologetically and got back into the limo. He gave the driver the address to his apartment and relaxed back onto the seat as he loosened the black tie from round his neck.

The limo pulled to a stop outside his apartment and he stepped out, thanking the driver as he helped him with his suitcase. He dragged his suitcase into the building and finally made it to his apartment. He dropped his suitcase to the floor and slipped his suit jacket off, tossing it onto the sofa as his tie soon followed. He unbuttoned a few of his shirt buttons and slumped down onto the sofa, he instantly regretted storming out of the charity party without even telling anyone where he was going.

He knew he’d overreacted but he just had to get away from everyone and think. It seemed that no matter what he did he always ended up in Louis’ bad books. Was there any point in trying to clean up his act if he still ended up in the newspapers?

He contemplated going out to the nearest club and bringing the first girl he saw back to his apartment. It wouldn’t solve anything, in fact it would probably make things ten times worse but at least it would take his mind off everything for a brief moment. Deciding to go for a drive instead he jumped to his feet and headed out of the door. After driving round for an hour he found himself outside the club where worked, he pulled onto the dimly lit car park and glanced hopefully at all the parked cars. A small smile appearing on his face when he spotted hers. He thought about going inside but remembered their bet. She’d probably have him thrown out if he went inside, so instead he carried on driving. Not sure where he was going but needing to clear his head.

***

Kian hadn’t slept all night, he’d driven round the outskirts of London until the sun slowly started to rise. Deciding it was time to bite the bullet, he headed back to his apartment, stopping off at a newsagents on the way. He grabbed one of each newspaper and paid for them, quickly getting back to his car where he looked at the first paper. There was nothing about him on the front page nor in the rest of the paper, tossing it to one side he picked up the next one and sighed when he saw the candid photograph of himself on the cover. He recognised it from the time they spent in L.A meeting with song writers and producers. He’d obviously been snapped by paparazzi leaving a shop or supermarket.

He frowned as he read the headline that went along with his picture.

‘Dull-Life: Former Westlife bad boy is forced to change his ways’

Kian started to read the story that was written about him and threw the paper angrily down onto the passenger seat beside him. The words of the story claiming that he’d been threatened by the groups manager to change his ways or he was out of the band. Of course Louis had, had words with him about his indiscretions and he wasn’t happy with the negative attention he was getting from the press but he’d never threatened to fire him. He’d simply told him he had to either stop messing around with girls all together or try and be more discreet.

Finally a wave of relief washed over him when he realised that for once he’d not done anything wrong, other than not going out and trying to bed anything with a pulse and a skirt. Although it angered him that he’d made headlines again, it seemed that he couldn’t do right for doing wrong. No matter what he did he ended up in the press. Finally he started up his car and drove back to his apartment, once inside he picked up his mobile phone and sighed at the amount of missed calls and messages he’d received. Most of them were from Mark and the rest were from Shane and Nicky.

He was about to call one of them back, figuring they were worried about why he’d stormed out of the party last night when there was a knock on his door.  He reluctantly left his living room and opened the front door, not surprised to see Shane stood in front of him.

“So you’re not lying dead in a gutter somewhere then?” Shane asked, pushing his way past Kian and into his apartment.

Kian sighed and closed the front door behind Shane, he could hear the anger and worry in his friends voice and felt slightly guilty, “No…I’m fine”

“So you just thought you’d storm out last night, worry us all and then not answer your phone? Jesus Ki, we’ve been worried about you all night” Shane sighed, slumping down onto his friends sofa.

“I’m sorry…I just. God Louis told me about a story that was gonna be in the paper about me today and I just needed to get away from everyone” Kian explained, sitting down next to Shane, “I haven’t been out since Louis gave me a bollocking, I haven’t taken any girls home and I still end up on the front page for being fuckin boring”

Shane nodded his head in understanding, “I know, we saw the story earlier but don’t worry about it. Louis is quite pleased it’s not another girl selling their story about you”

“It just feels like I can’t win, whatever I do and wherever I am, I make headlines” Kian let out a long frustrated sigh.

“You need to get home mate, we’ve got some time off now before we start recording. Going back to Sligo and getting back to some kind of normality will do you good” Shane suggested, placing his hand on Kian’s shoulder.

“I’m not going back to Sligo yet, I’m gonna stay here a bit longer” Kian told his friend.

“Are you sure that’s for the best? I mean this is London, it’s busy and you’ll have press spotting you whenever you go out. At least in Sligo we get some privacy” Shane pointed out, not wanting Kian to stay in such a busy place like London.

“It’ll only be for a couple of days” Kian insisted, refusing to change his mind.

“Call me when you get back to Sligo, we’re all leaving in a couple of hours” Shane said, pushing himself up from the sofa, “Try not to do anything stupid and piss Louis off, ok?”

“I’ll try” Kian said with a laugh as Shane left his apartment.

***

One Week Later…

sighed as she made her way to her locker after finishing work for the night, her day off tomorrow night couldn’t come quick enough. She’d had, what could only be described as, the night from hell. It had stated with a rude V.I.P that had offered her money to join him back at his hotel room. had been unable to control her temper and had flown off the handle at him, he’d complained and Steve had sent her to calm down and then got her working downstairs. Her mood was already bad when she made her way through the crowded club and it wasn’t made any better by the drunk that thought it was ok to lay his hands on her.

After numerous warnings she’d had to get one of the bouncers to throw him out and finally her shift was over. She quickly changed out of her work clothes and grabbed her bag, throwing it over her shoulder as she headed out of the club.

“ , wait up” called after her, jogging up to her, “I heard about what happened tonight, you ok?”

nodded her head, “Yeah, I’m good. Just some drunk getting a little too friendly, security kicked him out”

“Want me to walk you to your car?” offered.

“You’re not gonna quit with the over protective thing are ya?” laughed, shaking her head from side to side.

“No I’m not. You got mugged a couple of months ago and I worry about you” replied walking towards the exit with her.

“I can look after myself” assured him, spotting a young blonde watching them, “Besides I think your new girlfriend is waiting for you”

turned his head and followed her gaze to the blonde, “She’s not my girlfriend” He said rolling his eyes at her.

“I’ll be fine, ok. I’ll see you Saturday night” said leaving the building and heading onto the car park.

She noticed a few of the lights that illuminated the car park were off, one nearby was flickering on and off as she reluctantly walked towards her car. Typically her car was one of the ones parked in the shadows, she glanced over her shoulder as she quickly walked towards her car. All she wanted was to get home as soon as possible, take a long hot shower, get into bed and forget this day had ever happened. She dug her hand into her bag and grabbed her car keys, holding them in her fist with one key sticking out. Her mugging two months ago had taught her to be weary and even though she’d not been injured it had still shook her up.

Just as she reached her car she felt a hand grab her, roughly turning her around as her back hit the side of her car. He clamped his hand over her mouth as he held her pinned to her car, his face close to her and the stench of alcohol on his breath was overwhelming. She wanted to scream out for help as she instantly recognised him as the punter she’d had kicked out a few hours ago.

“I’ve been waiting for you…” He sneered, trailing the flat of his tongue upwards across her cheek.

started struggling against him, refusing to be a victim to another man. She kicked at him and suddenly remembered her car keys that were clamped in her hand and she lashed out at him, her extended key catching him on the face and cutting him. He yelled out as he loosened his grasp on her, holding his face as blood spilled from the wound she’d inflicted. took this opportunity to flee, pushing his body away from her she tried to run. She felt his hand wrap around her arm as he yanked her back towards the car, slamming her body against it. The back of her head making contact with the car.

“You fucking bitch…” He cursed at her, hitting her right across the face.

The hard blow to the face, coupled with the bang to her head left her feeling dazed and she struggled to remain upright. She slumped to the floor as she felt her eyelids become heavy, fighting to stay conscious as she became vaguely aware of her top being ripped from her body.

***

Kian slowly pulled into the car park of the club, he checked the time and sighed. She’d probably already left by now but he still hoped to catch a glimpse of her. He’d kept to their bet and had stayed away from her, he’d not seen her for two weeks but he found he couldn’t shake her from his thoughts. He wanted her like he’d never wanted another woman in his life, and that annoyed the hell out of him. Somehow she’d gotten under his skin and he couldn’t get rid of her. What was it about her? Was it because she said she didn’t want him? She might have told him no but he could see in her eyes that she was lying to him and herself.

He searched the car park for her car and smiled seeing it was still there, swinging his car into a spot he turned the engine off. He sat there for a moment, wondering whether to wait for her to come out or to just leave now before she caught him at her club. He looked over at her car and a larger smile spread across his face at the memory of their frenzied sex on the back seat. No other woman had made him feel like that during sex, not even . She was probably the best sexual partner he’d ever had, he just wished she’d agree to his little arrangement of no strings sex.

Suddenly a movement by her car caught his eye, he opened his door and could hear a muffled male voice. Aside from a few obscenities he couldn’t hear what was being said. He stepped out of the car and quietly closed his door, walking closer to the car. He let out a small gasp at what he saw, quickly yanking the male off the unmoving female figure beneath him. It wasn’t hard to guess what had been going on and the, obviously, drunk male lunged at him. Kian reacted quickly and punched him, his fist connecting with the other mans jaw. He turned his attention to the woman lying on the floor as her assailant fled before Kian could hit him again.

“ ?” He said softly, kneeling down beside her as she stirred from unconscious state, “Fuck… , babe. You ok?”

He cradled her head on his lap as she murmured and groaned something, fighting the overwhelming urge to allow sleep to claim her. He felt the anger building inside him as he noticed her top had been ripped off her body, exposing her black bra. Her jeans had also been unbuttoned and pulled down slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief when he realised that he must’ve interrupted the drunk at exactly the right time. Things hadn’t gone any further and he was glad that he’d decided to come by the club. The desire to chase after the bastard that had done this and kill him, had slowly disappeared as his concern for her rose.

He removed his jacket and placed it over her partially naked body, covering her up. began to fight against him, slowly regaining consciousness as she felt hands on her body.

“ , it’s me. Calm down ok? You’re safe now” Kian soothed as she continued to fight against him.

“Kian?” She asked, her eyes finally focusing on the bluest eyes she’d ever seen.

“Yeah, it’s me. You’re safe now. That…that bastard’s gone, ok?” He reassured her, seeing the look of terror in her eyes and finally noticing her injuries, “We need to get you to the hospital and call the police”

“NO!” She yelled, panicking again, “Just take me home, please? I just wanna go home”

Kian nodded his head, he could see how scared she was and he didn’t want to make her worse. He figured he’d take her home and then try and convince her to call the police to report the attack. Getting to his feet he helped her up from the ground and onto her feet, she stumbled slightly and fell against his body. He quickly swept her up into his arms, not giving her a chance to protest and carried her over to his car. All the fight had left and she simply gave in and finally allowed Kian to look after her.

Arriving at her flat he struggled to open the door with her in his arms, glad that she seemed too out of it to question how he knew where she lived. He wasn’t sure how he could explain that he’d followed her home from the club a few times. Thinking back he had no idea why he’d even done it but he just needed to see her. This woman was definitely under his skin. As soon as he gently placed onto the sofa in her living room, she quickly and shakily stood up, making a bee line for the bathroom.

Kian heard the shower running and decided to make them both a drink, he knew what could’ve happened if he’d not turned up at the club and wanted to understand how she must be feeling. He wondered if his presence might be making her feel uncomfortable and decided that as soon as she’d exited the bathroom he’d leave. After waiting for almost an hour he walked towards the bathroom door and gently knocked.

“ , is everything ok? You’ve been in there ages” He called through the door.

The only sound coming from inside was the sound of the shower, he wondered if he should break down the door to make sure she was ok when he heard the water go off.

“I’ll…be out in a minute” She called back to him.

He could tell by her voice that she’d been crying and it made him angry again, angry that someone could try and do that to her, to any woman. He wanted nothing more at that moment than to look after her, to protect her and make sure no one ever laid a hand on her again. These sudden new feelings worried him, he shouldn’t want to protect her, all he wanted was sex, wasn’t it? He’d never felt more confused in his life than he did now. Before he could think any more he heard the bathroom door unlocking and she appeared before him. She wore a pair of baggy jogging bottoms and an oversized hoody, that practically drowned her frame.

“I should probably go, you need to sleep” Kian stated, making sure not to get too close to her, not wanting to make her feel intimidated.

Tears filled eyes as she glanced at the floor, “Don’t go Ki…please?” She whispered, her voice barely audible, “I…I don’t want to be alone”

Without a moments hesitation Kian stepped towards her, pulling her close to his body as he wrapped his strong arms around her. Her head was resting on his chest and her body shook in his embrace as she sobbed, he knew he couldn’t leave her now. He’d never seen her like this, the usually feisty and strong willed woman had been replaced in an instant by this vulnerable young girl. After her crying had subsided he led her towards her bedroom and helped her into bed, he knelt down beside her and swept some of her hair out of her face. She looked so fragile and it only brought out his protective side even more.

“Try and sleep ok, ?” He whispered, pulling the covers high up to her shoulder and tucking her in, trying to make her feel safe, “I’ll be in the living room if you need anything”

He stood up and turned to leave her room, feeling her grab hold of his hand he turned to look at her, “Stay here with me?” She asked, her voice breaking as she tried her hardest not to cry.

Kian nodded his head and kicked off his shoes, deciding against lying under the covers he moved round to the other side of her bed and lay on top. He’d already decided to keep his distance from her and was shocked when she scooted closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder.

“Would you hold me Ki?” She asked, trying to blink away her tears and for once, in long time, she wanted to allow someone to comfort her.

Kian nodded his head and opened his arms to her, she accepted his invitation and he held her tightly. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this, she was already on his mind more than he cared for and this would surely make things worse. There was no way he could deny her any feelings of security he could offer her and he knew he’d be the biggest prick on the planet if he left her when she needed someone the most. He might not be her first choice but he was all she had right now and he wasn’t going to let her down. For once in his life he was going to put someone else’s needs before his own.

“Sleep , you’re safe now. I wont let anyone hurt you” He whispered, placing the lightest of kisses on her forehead.

***

woke with a start, feeling a pair of arms wrapped loosely around her body. She forced her eyes open and saw her head was resting on Kian’s chest, then the events of the night before came rushing back to her. It hadn’t been just an awful nightmare, it really had happened and it could’ve ended much worse if Kian hadn’t come along when he did. She carefully removed herself from the blondes embrace and studied his face, even though he was asleep he still looked troubled. She smiled as she noticed that he was laying fully clothed on top of the covers, she wasn’t sure who he was but this wasn’t the same blonde she’d previously slept with.

Last night he’d been truly amazing, he’d been sweet, caring and protective. He’d been everything she could ever hope for in a boyfriend but that wasn’t what he wanted. He didn’t want a relationship, he’d made that clear on numerous occasions. She left him sleeping and quietly left her bedroom and walked into the bathroom, grimacing at the sight of her reflection in the mirror. A bruise was already forming on her cheek and her lip had a slight cut on it. She shook her head from side to side as she wondered why things like this happened to her. Why did men think they could use her and take whatever they wanted from her?

She was sick of being the one hurt, the one betrayed and used. Her last relationship had ended messily and she vowed not to let anyone hurt her again. She refused to be a victim, she’d worked too hard at acting tough and emotionless to let Kian comfort her. It made her feel weak and reminded her of how Matt used to make her feel. Worthless.

Well no more, she’d didn’t need him, she didn’t need anybody.

Stomping angrily back into her bedroom she abruptly shook Kian awake, causing him to almost fall off the bed in shock.

“You need to leave” She demanded folding her arms across her chest.

Kian rubbed his eyes and tried to wake up from his sleepy daze, while he tried to understand what she’d just said to him. He stared at her in confusion, her eyes burnt into him and he could tell she was angry. The vulnerable little girl from last night was gone, replaced with the fiery woman that seemed to hate him.

“I don’t understand” Kian frowned in confusion standing up from her bed.

“Get. Out” repeated, trying to keep her temper to a minimum, she wasn’t in the mood to argue with him, she just wanted him out

“That wasn’t what you said last night, ” Kian smirked that annoyingly sexy smirk and she could almost see herself smacking that smile from his face.

“Just fuck off and get out. Stay away from me, you hear me?” She shouted at him, her arms waving wildly in the air.

“You’re throwing me out? I saved you last night, you begged me to stay with you and now you’re throwing me out? What the fuck is that about?” Kian furrowed his brow, he could see the rage in her eyes but had no idea what he’d done to cause it.

“It’s about me coming to my fucking senses, you only did what you did cause you hoped it would help you get into my knickers again” yelled at him, storming out of her bedroom.

Kian stared in disbelief at her, for once the last thing that was on his mind last night was sex. He quickly grabbed his discarded shoes and followed her, finding her stood by the front door, holding it open.

“Hit a nerve did I?” smiled smugly at him as he approached her, “I knew that’s what you were up to. Did you actually expect me to fuck you to say thanks for last night? Actually, it wouldn’t surprise me if you set the whole thing up just to get me into bed. You make me sick”

“You’re a fuckin’ nut job, y’know that? One minute you’re begging me to hold you and then next you’re throwing me at and shouting fuckin’ ridiculous accusations at me” Kian yelled back, angrily shoving his feet into his shoes, “I should’ve just fuckin’ left you there”

frowned at him as the words left his mouth, did he really mean that? She knew she’d been right about him all along, he was only out for himself and she hated him. She hated how much his words upset her.

“Just get out” She said through gritted teeth, half trying to stop herself from crying and half trying to stop herself from screaming at him.

“Don’t worry darlin’ I’m going. I’m done with all of this” Kian snapped, grabbing his jacket and storming out of her flat, “You are fuckin bipolar…”

He wore a prominent scowl on his face as he stormed towards his car, he had no idea what had gotten into her but he knew it wasn’t over between them. She had some weird kind of hold over him and he hated it. No matter how aggravating she was, he still wanted her, even after the things she accused him of. He angrily drove back to his apartment, instantly regretting some of the things he said to her.

***

A few days later was due to return to work, she’d phoned Steve and asked for a few days off but not mentioning what had happened, or almost happened to her. Steve had agreed, assuming it had something to do with the incident in the V.I.P area the night of her attack. She finished applying make up to her face in an attempt to cover the bruise that had formed, luckily the swelling had gone down and you could barely tell that anything was wrong with her. She stared at the small mark on her lip, the cut wasn’t completely healed and she had no idea how she was going to cover it up. Deciding she’d just have to lie about how she got the small cut, she left her flat and headed to the club.

“Hey how…what the hell happened to your face?” asked as soon as he saw her.

rolled her eyes and walked past him, “Nothing…it looks the same as it did last week and the week before that” She snapped, wishing he’d just back off.

“Fuck off , what happened?” demanded, catching up with her and blocking her path before she could enter the ladies locker room.

“Nothing happened, just leave it will you” asked, her voice almost giving her away as she pushed past her friend and walked into the ladies locker room.

She heard he door open behind her and was glanced round expecting to see one of the other waitresses but instead she saw stood in front of her, “You can’t be in here, for fucks sake . Someone cold have been getting undressed” She said sternly, hoping he’d just leave.

“I’m not going anywhere until you explain that bruise on your cheek and the cut on you lip” remained fixed to the spot, his arms folded stubbornly across his broad chest.

“I was visiting my sister and her son, he got a bit rough and head butted me” lied, praying that believed her.

“Who hit you?” repeated his question to her, completely ignoring the lie she’d told him.

“I just told you, my nephew head butted me by accident” She repeated, slower this time.

“Fuck off , that was the excuse you used when you were with Matt” blurted out, almost wishing he hadn’t said anything when he saw the look on her face, “Jesus, …I’m sorry. That was out of line, I just don’t want to see you hurt, I care about you”

nodded her head and let out a sigh, “Look just let me get changed and I’ll tell you, ok?” She gave in, knowing that was probably more stubborn than she was.

eyed her up suspiciously, almost trying to figure out if she was telling him the truth. Finally he nodded his head and left the ladies locker room, leaving on her own to get ready for her shift. She took one last look in the mirror and sighed, she wasn’t looking forward to tonight, she just hoped that it would be quiet and uneventful. Leaving the locker room she headed to the V.I.P bar to look for , she found him stocking up on the bottles of spirits.

“So you come to be honest with me?” He asked, turning to face her and resting his back on the bar behind him, his elbows outstretched behind him.

nodded her head and sighed, “After I was last night here some drunk that I had thrown out tried to…he attacked me by my car” She said, not quite able to tell him exactly what had happened.

“So he hit you and then what?” asked, not fully convinced that was the whole story.

“I caught him in the face with my key and he ran off” shrugged her shoulders, “It was over before it started really”

“But you’re ok right? What did the police say?” He asked, standing upright and pulling her into a hug.

“I’m fine, I just needed a few days off because of the bruise. It’s not exactly gonna earn me a lot of tips is it?” She said with a giggle.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right” He replied, pulling back slightly to have a closer look at her bruise, “So what did the police say?”

“I…didn’t call the police” She said with a small sigh, averting her eyes downwards to the floor.

“What?” cried out, “What do you mean you didn’t call the police, you have to report things , what if this fucker does it to someone else but she doesn’t manage to fight him off?”

“At the moment I don’t give a shit about anyone else” She snapped, storming away from her friend and effectively ending their conversation.

***

It had been a week since had gone back to work and had insisted on walking her to her car every single night. She assumed that he felt slightly guilty for letting her go out on her own the night she was attacked but she’d tried to tell him that he couldn’t be blamed for it. After all, she was the one that insisted she’d be fine. Saying good night to she started her car and slowly pulled out of the car park, as she did so she noticed a car pull up behind her. Glancing in her rear view mirror she frowned when she realised she’d seen the same car every night she’d left work. She’d thought nothing of it over the last few nights but now she realised it was following her.

Turning a different way she watched to see if the car would follow her, feeling terrified when it did. She had no idea what to do, then she remembered the spray had given her a few days ago, it only contained lemon juice but he’d assured her it would be effective. She reached over to the passenger side and dug her hand in her open handbag, retrieving the spray as she slowed her car down and pulled to a stop. Watching as the car behind her did the same. She knew it was a very stupid move, pulling over in the middle of nowhere to confront some creep that had been following her but it was a better option than letting him see where she lived. Assuming he didn’t already know.

She gripped the spray bottle tightly in her hand and stepped out of her car, the car behind her sat idling, it’s engine still running. As she got closer, the engine was switched off and the door opened. felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest but she forced herself to keep moving forward until she reached the front of the car. The lighting was incredibly poor and she could barely see as a figure emerged from the car. Without giving the silhouetted stranger a chance to make the first move, she brandished the spray bottle and aimed it directly at his face.

“Fuck , what the hell are you doing?” Kian’s voice sounded and she dropped her guard as she walked closer to him, “Ow fuck, I can’t see. What the fuck is that spray?”

watched as Kian squeezed his eyes shut, desperately rubbing them and effectively making them worse, “What the fuck are you following me for?” She shot back, ignoring how much pain she’d caused him.

“I wish I fucking knew…” Kian said, blindly feeling his car as he tried to climb back inside.

“Where are you going?” She asked, watching as Kian felt around for his keys and tried to start his car, “You can’t see, how the hell are you going to drive?”

“Well what’s my other option?” Kian shot back, “It’s either try to drive or stay here by the side of the fuckin road”

“Move over, I’ll drive you home” She said with a long sigh, she felt slightly guilty for spraying him now but had been right, it really was effective.

“Fine” Kian huffed, climbing out of his car and feeling his way across the bonet as he made his way to the passenger side.

***

dabbed water onto Kian’s eyes, trying to get rid of the lemon juice. His eyes were a little bloodshot and looked incredibly sore and she still couldn’t help but admire the blue depths of them. She continued bathing his eyes with something she’d found in his first aid kit and it seemed to be easing the acid from the lemon juice. She tried to ignore the uncomfortable tension between them, over a week ago she’d accused him of only helping her so that she’d sleep with him. Even worse she’d accused him of setting the attack up so he could look like a hero. She hated what she’d said to him, she knew it wasn’t true. Kian Egan was a lot of things but she knew he would never stoop that low.

“Is that any better?” She asked, placing the wet cotton wool down and looking into his eyes, hating being this close to him.

Kian nodded his head and stood up, “Thanks…” He mumbled, turning his back on her.

could tell he wasn’t pleased with her and she couldn’t blame him, “I’m sorry about…y’know” She apologised again.

“It’s fine” He answered shortly, “Do you want me to give you a lift back to your car?”

“Is that it? You’re not gonna yell at me? Swear at me?” frowned, wondering what was wrong with the usually stubborn blonde.

“I told you I was done with you, with all of this” Kian commented, avoiding eye contact with her, “It’s pretty obvious what you think about me”

“So that’s it? You’re not even gonna argue back? Defend yourself?” said feeling herself getting angry with him.

“What’s the fuckin’ point?” Kian yelled back, turning round to face her.

“And while we here are you gonna tell me why you were following me like a fuckin stalker?” yelled back, finally giving into her anger.

Kian clenched his fists angrily together, he just couldn’t understand how things had suddenly turned into them both shouting at each other, “I was fuckin worried about you, ok?” He shouted back, needing somewhere to direct his anger.

He glared at , his chest rising and falling as he tried to calm himself down. recognised the look of anger in his eyes, it reminded her of Matt and she was suddenly scared of him. flinched as he lashed out at the wall, his fist denting the plaster. Kian raised his hand to look at the damage he’d done to his knuckles and noticed how flinched at his action. He looked into her eyes and saw the scared little girl from the night she’d been attacked.

quickly snapped out of her brief moment of fear and stormed up to Kian, “Bullshit, you don’t care about anyone but yourself and now you expect me to believe that you were worried?”

“You know what, fuck taking you back to your car” Kian shouted, digging out his wallet and handing her some cash, “Take a cab”

“I’d rather walk than take any money off you” snapped, swiping at the notes he held out to her and knocking them on the floor.

Kian glared at as she returned the fire that he knew was in his own eyes, suddenly something changed between them. The thick tension that hung in the air changed to something else and before either of them knew what they were doing they were kissing each other hungrily. Neither knowing who had instigated the kiss but both were now past caring as their anger turned into lust. Kian lifted her up as they remained locked in a kiss, wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her through to his bedroom, falling onto his bed with her on top of him.

They both ripped at each others clothes needing to feel skin on skin as quickly as possible. There was a certain urgency in their touch and neither one wasted a moment in removing their clothes, their kisses became desperate as Kian rolled her over, pinning to the bed beneath him. Foreplay was at the back of both their minds as Kian teased her entrance with his tip, urged him onwards as he sank deep inside her. Both panting hard as they finally broke from their kiss, breathing heavily as they tried to fill their lungs with air. Kian captured her lips once again as he started moving his hips, setting a fast pace straight away.

scraped her nails down his back and arched her own upwards as Kian thrust in and out, harder with each stroke. Sweat dripped down their foreheads and ran over their bodies as they both got closer and closer to reaching their climax. Kian sped up his thrusts as he felt the familiar tingling feeling, with one more punishing thrust they were both pushed over the edge and came together. Kian propped himself up on his elbows, partly resting his body on top of hers, as they both struggled to catch their breath. trailed her fingertips up and down his side, as they both slowly recovered from their orgasm.

Kian finally rolled off her and lay on his back, turning his head to look at her, “ ? You flinched earlier, when I punched the wall…you don’t think I’d hurt you, do you?” 

let out a long sigh and shook her head, “No, it just reminded me about  something that happened, something I’d rather forget about”

Kian knew there was more to this than the attack and attempted rape, whatever had happened had left her more scared than she’d ever admit. She wanted people to think she was tough and could look after herself. She’d convinced herself and everyone around her that she didn’t anyone to help her, that she was fine on her own but he saw the fear in her eyes. He wasn’t sure how things had progressed to sex but he wasn’t sorry they’d ended up like this.

“Someone hurt you?” Kian guessed, watching her as she stared up at the ceiling.

nodded her head, “Can we not talk about me, please?” She asked, turning to face him.

Kian smiled softly at her and nodded his head, returning his gaze to the ceiling. He felt her hand grab his right one and raise it towards her face, gently kissing his slowly bruising knuckle.

“Does it hurt?” She asked, inspecting his knuckle.

Kian shook his head as he watched her gently place a kiss on his knuckle one more time, “It’s fine, it looks worse than it is” He said noticing her shiver slightly.

He grabbed the blanket that lay across the bottom of the bed, pulling it up and covering them both with it. turned on her side and ran her hand over his face, inspecting his eyes.

“I’m sorry about the lemon juice, Ki” said quietly, seeing how red his eyes still looked.

“It’s fine, I shouldn’t have been following you anyway. You must’ve been really freaked out, I’m sorry” He sighed, also turning on his side to look at her.

“Were you really following me because you were worried?” She asked, searching his blue eyes for the truth.

Kian nodded his head, “I knew you’d never report that guy to the police and I wanted to make sure he never came back to the club” He said quietly, looking back at her as they lay in bed.

smiled softly at him, wondering if this was in actual fact the real Kian Egan and the one that everyone else knew was the false one, “Thanks Ki, thanks for looking out for me and I’m sorry for what I said about you. I was just…lashing out”

“I figured” Kian laughed, reaching forward and brushing a piece of hair out of her face.

let out a sigh and sat up in bed, the sheet wrapped around her upper body, “It’s getting late, I should really get going. I need to get my car back too, could you give me a lift?” She asked, turning to look at Kian, her eyes travelling over his bare chest, the sheet laying just below his stomach.

Kian nodded his head, grabbing hold of her wrist when she tried to climb out of his bed, “I’ll give you a lift in the morning” He smirked, pulling her back into a lying position.

“Are you actually suggesting we spend the entire night together?” asked with a smile as he repositioned himself on top of her.

Kian brushed his lips against hers, kissing her slowly and sensually, “That’s exactly what I’m suggesting” He smiled before capturing her lips again.

***

Kian woke in the middle of the night feeling an arm draped over his bare stomach. He glanced to the figure laying next to him and allowed a small smile to grace his lips. It had been a long time since he’d slept like this with anyone and as much as he hated to admit it, he’d missed it. Usually after having sex with one of his one night stands he’d wake up after about an hour and leave or he’d make sure to stay on the far side of the bed, not allowing the intimacy to go any further than sex. Things with were different and he had no idea why. He couldn’t remember feeling this comfortable with any woman, included.

He crept from the bed grabbing his discarded boxer shorts and slipping them on, he took one more look at her before creeping from his bedroom and walking into the living room. As much as he enjoyed having this kind of intimacy he hadn’t realised was missing from his life, he was also confused. He grabbed his whiskey decanter and poured a generous portion into a glass. Slumping down into the white leather recliner, he took a slow sip from the glass resting his head on his free hand.

He continued sipping the harsh liquid, sitting in the dark living room as he thought about what was going on between him and . Was this her way of agreeing to his offer of ‘no strings’ sex? He wasn’t sure and he definitely wasn’t going to bring it up with her. The words from the morning after her attack still rung fresh in his mind and he didn’t want her to think he was actually just trying to get her into bed. The image of her lying helpless with the drunken man attempting to pull down her jeans still angered him. He’d actually gone round a few clubs the next night looking for anyone that had a fresh wound on their face. His search had been useless and he’d been quite grateful about that. He knew that if he had found the man responsible he wouldn’t have been able to control himself.

“Everything ok?” Kian was snapped from his thoughts by her voice, he spotted her stood in the doorway wearing his t-shirt.

Kian nodded his head, “I’m fine, just having trouble sleeping” He said, taking another long sip from his glass.

“Do you want me to go home?” asked, walking further into the living room.

“Do you want to go home?” Kian asked, turning the question back to her.

shook her head and walked closer to him, “Not really…” She admitted stopping in front of him

Kian glanced up at her, a slight smile on his face as he dragged his eyes over her half naked body. He’d never seen a t-shirt look this good on anyone before and without thinking, his fingers gently traced over her leg. He trailed his soft touch up her thigh, smiling when he realised she hadn’t put her underwear back on as he pulled her onto his lap causing her to straddle him.  took his drink out of his hand and placed it on the table next to the recliner he was sat in, pressing her lips against his as she felt his hands roam over her bum, moving further up her back and pushing the t-shirt upwards.

ran her hands over his bare chest as they kissed, she could already feel the effect her touch was having on him and smiled against his lips as she gradually stood up and broke away from his lips. Kian watched as she turned and walked away from him, casting a suggestive smile at him over her shoulder before leaving the living room. Kian quickly downed the rest of his drink and followed her back to his room, he leant on the doorframe and smiled at the sight of her lying in his bed. She beckoned him over to her and he obliged without much persuasion.

He crawled over her body, hovering as he pressed his lips against hers again, his tongue gently begging for access into her mouth. She gradually parted her lips, slowly letting him slip his tongue into her mouth as she melted against his soft touch. He gradually pressed his body down onto hers, pinning her to the bed as they kissed. Feeling dizzy from the sensual way his lips and tongue caressed hers, she placed her hands on his chest and gently pushed him away from her.

“Ki, can we talk?” She asked, looking into his confused blue eyes.

Kian reluctantly lifted his body off hers and lay down next to her, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. His body gave away the fact that talking was the last thing on his mind.

“What do you wanna talk about?” He asked, lying on his side, resting his head on his elbow as he studied her serious face.

“This…” She said, pointing to him then back to herself, “If we’re going to make this a regular thing then I think we should maybe set up some rules or something…”

Kian smiled to himself, glad he’d finally won her over, “Ok, sounds fair. What kind of rules?”

“Well I don’t think I’m comfortable with sharing you…” She admitted, blushing slightly, “It’s not that I want you all to myself, I just don’t fancy catching anything from some of the girls you pull. I’ve seen them in magazines and newspapers”

Kian laughed at her and nodded his head in agreement, “Since I got that bollocking off Louis in Dublin, I’ve not picked anyone up” He told her.

“Wow, what’s that three weeks without sex? Is that like a new record for you?” She teased him.

Kian laughed along with her and shook his head from side to side, “Next rule?” He asked, changing the subject.

“If we’re gonna do this, I wanna know what happened with your last girlfriend” said seriously, turning her side to face him.

“You wanna know about… ?” He asked, letting out a sigh as he dropped his gaze from her.

nodded her head and trailed her finger tip up and down his bare arm, “I just want to know what she did to you to make you like this…”

“It’s a long story” Kian sighed again, turning over to lie on his back.

“We’ve got all night” urged him to open up to her.

Kian turned his head to look at her and released a long slow breath, “Fine… I loved her, I was ready to propose to her even though none of the others liked her. I didn’t care. I found out she’d been sleeping around whenever I was away on tour, it had been going on for months. I confronted her and she told me she never loved me, she said she was only with me because of who I was” He started explaining, “I thought she was different, she was a glamour model so she was used to the press and stuff. She used me to try and further her career”

“What a bitch…” said shocked at what Kian was telling her.

Kian nodded his head in agreement, “I ended things with her, moved out of our house and then she tried to turn it round on me. She told the press that she dumped me because I cheated on her constantly while I was on tour, flirted with other girls when I was with her and anything else that would turn people against me” He explained, “The other three tried to convince me to comment on her accusations but me being the bad guy was less embarrassing than admitting she used me”

“Ki? You let people believe her lies about you?” asked, frowning at him.

Kian nodded his head, “Yeah then things got worse, I bumped into her at some charity event or awards show. We had a massive argument in front of the press and reporters, and it just made me look even worse. The other three gave statements about and her lies but I just didn’t care about what people thought about me”

“You’re an idiot, Ki” said shaking her head as she moved closer to him.

She ran her hand tenderly across his cheek, turning his face towards hers and placing a soft kiss on his lips. She sat up and lifted the t-shirt up over his head, tossing it onto the floor as she kissed him firmly. Kian could feel her hands running over his bare chest, stopping at the waist band of his boxers. He grabbed her hands before they could slip into his boxers and broke the kiss. gave him a puzzled look as he stopped her. Forcing her hands away from the one place he wanted to feel her touch had been difficult but he knew that she was just trying to stop him from asking about her own past. Considering he’d spilled everything about to her, he wasn’t going to let her get away without telling him about hers.

“What?” frowned at him, wondering why he’d stopped her.

“It’s you turn, tell me about your ex” Kian spoke, seeing the frown disappear from her face and something else replace it.

“He was a cheat, that’s all really…” trailed off, avoiding looking at him.

“ , tell me what he did to you. Did he ever…hit you?” Kian asked, hating to ask but he needed to know why she’d flinched during their earlier argument.

felt tears fill her eyes, she hated that just thinking about Matt did this to her but Kian had told her everything about his failed relationship and he deserved to know about hers.

Slowly she nodded her head and closed her eyes, a tear escaping from the corner of her eye, “He…he hit me a couple of times. I found out he’d been cheating on me and confronted him about it. He didn’t even try to defend himself he just got angry…”

“It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me” Kian interrupted, seeing how upset talking about Matt was making her.

“I want to” said taking a deep breath, “I wanted to leave but he threatened me, he would only let me leave for work and he’d even drive me to and from work just to make sure. , the bar tender at the club, noticed the bruises straight away, even though I tried to cover them with make up. He confronted Matt and threatened him, he warned him to stay away from me. Matt backed down straight away and I stayed with for a while before I got my own place. I never saw Matt again”

Kian wasn’t sure what to say to her, he knew that saying sorry for what she’d been through wouldn’t do anything to make her feel better. Instead he pulled her close to him and held her tightly against his body, placing soft kisses on the top of her head. He could feel her crying in his arms and this only encouraged him to hold her tighter.

“God, we’re both just as fucked up as each other” He sighed, his hand tenderly rubbing her back, moving up and down in slow motions.

lifted her head from his chest and smiled at him, “Maybe I need this, y’know, just sex with someone I trust. No feelings involved, no chance of getting hurt”

“You trust me?” Kian asked, he never thought that liked him that much and he was stunned to find she trusted him, he’d already guessed she had trust issues.

“After the other week, yes. You were there for me when I needed someone the most. You made me feel safer than I’ve felt in a long time” smiled, softly kissing his lips once more, “And even though I was a complete bitch to you, you still tried to look out for me”

They lay in each others arms, slowly kissing one another before they gradually slowed to a stop. It was almost five in the morning when they both fell asleep, still wrapped in each others arms.

***

Kian woke up first the next morning, he glanced to his side and saw still fast asleep next to him. He should be freaking out right now, worrying about how to get rid of her without causing a scene but he realised it didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would. Of course it felt strange waking up next to someone again but it was a good kind of strange. was lying on her stomach, her body turned slightly away from him and her arms hugging the pillow beneath her head. Kian decided to take the opportunity to finally get a good look at the tattoo that ran down the length of her torso. Moving the sheet lower he read the words that ran along her ribs, starting just underneath her arm. The lettering was in a simple font and it read:

‘you don’t know what you’re alive for until you know what you’d die for’

He smiled as he traced his finger along the length of the tattoo, the words ending just before her hip. As he moved the sheet down his attention was drawn to the second tattoo on her lower back, the same tattoo he’d spotted at the club. He moved lower down the bed until he was nearly face to face with the tattoo and gently ran his finger along the set of musical notes. He wondered if it was just a tattoo she’d seen and liked or if, when the notes where played, they actually made up part of song. Leaning forward he placed his lips against the tattoo and kissed it, trailing his lips up her bare back. He smiled against her smooth skin when he felt her stir from her sleep, turning slightly to look at him.

“Tickles…” She mumbled, burying her head back into the pillow and closing her eyes.

Kian laughed at her and crawled up the bed to lie next to her, “So how do we work this little arrangement of ours?”

turned to face him, pulling the sheet back over her body as she lay facing him, “You’re asking me? I’ve never done this before. I thought this was your area of expertise”

Kian smiled and shook his head, “Nah, I only sleep with them once, remember. You seem to be an exception to my rule”

“Yeah, why is that?” asked him, she’d often wondered why he’d taken a sudden liking to her.

Kian shrugged his shoulders, “Honestly, I have no idea. Since that day you ran into me, when you got caught in the rain, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Then when I saw you again at the club, I knew I wanted you” He told her.

“And what made you come back for more? I thought you were a one night stand kinda guy, at least that’s what I thought when I slept with you” said with a smirk.

“You were…at first” Kian smiled at her, “But I guess I liked the fact that you don’t give a shit about who I am and that you kept turning me down, I’ve always liked a challenge”

“Well I guess you won” grinned at him, scooting closer to him.

Kian brushed his lips against hers, teasingly making as little contact as he could, “What’s my prize?” He asked, his voice was barely a whisper as he spoke to her.

glanced over his head at the clock that sat on the bedside table, realising it was nearly one in the afternoon she quickly sat up, “Shit, I’ve gotta go. I’m gonna be late for my other job”

Kian watched as she rushed through the room grabbing her discarded clothes and quickly dressing, “That’s why you agreed to this, I live near the woman you walk dogs for” He smiled watching her disappear into the bathroom.

“Busted…” laughed walking out of the bathroom after having a quick wash, “Seriously though, I do have to go”

“What about your car?” He asked, sitting up in bed, the bed sheet resting on his lap.

“I’ll get it later, I really need to walk these dogs” She told him, her eyes running over his toned chest.

“Same time tonight?” He asked with a smile.

nodded her head, “This time I’ll leave the lemon juice at home” She smiled back, leaving his bedroom and letting herself out of his apartment.

***

had a grin fixed on her face for the rest of the day, there was definitely more to Kian than she first thought. Her first impression of the womanising, emotionless singer had completely changed. She sort of understood why he only ever slept with women once, he clearly had a problem with trust. His trust issue was only reinforced by his one night stands selling their stories to the press about him, proving him right. That was something they had in common, she had problems with trust also. After Matt she found it almost impossible to trust another man with her heart. Herself and Kian had both suffered heartache but they’d dealt with it in completely different ways. He’d sought meaningless sex with strangers while she completely avoided letting another man get close to her, that way she could never be hurt again.

That night work seemed to drag, she found herself looking forward to seeing Kian after her shift. She continued working and was glad to be in the V.I.P section tonight, she noticed how occasionally eyed her suspiciously. They took their break together and she decided to find out why he kept studying her.

“What’s up with the observant eyes on me all night?” She asked, sitting on a box of whiskey bottles in the stock room behind the bar.

shrugged his shoulders, “I dunno you just look sort of…happy tonight. Did you get laid again?”

blushed and slapped his arm, “You can’t ask stuff like that” She smiled, shaking her head from side to side.

“So that’s a yes then” smirked at her, “Who’s the lucky guy?”

“Remember the blonde singer? The guy from Westlife?” asked, laughing at the look of shock on his face.

“Him? But I thought you didn’t like him” frowned at her.

“I didn’t…I don’t” quickly corrected herself, “He’s annoyingly sexy and I dunno, I can’t really explain it. I just sort of feel drawn to him, it’s the way he looks at me”

“Woah, slow down . I’m getting worried about you” laughed at her.

“It’s not like that, it’s just sex” explained to him, “He’s not after a relationship and neither am I. It’s prefect”

“So you’re gonna be, what? His fuck buddy?” asked shaking his head from side to side, “I never thought I’d see you having no strings sex”

“Well I need to get on with my life, there’s no point living like a fucking nun just because of what Matt did to me” sighed, leaning back and resting her back on the wall behind her.

“I agree, I’m not judging you . I just don’t want to see you get too close to him, fall for him and then have him break your heart” smiled softly at her.

nodded her head in understanding, “Don’t worry, this is completely emotionless. For once I’m thinking about myself and it’s nice to be with someone who wants what I want, no feelings involved” She said confidently, “The sex is amazing but he’s really not my type”

“Way too much information, ” laughed, getting to his feet and going back to work.

***

Three Months Later…

“Three guesses why he looks so pleased” Nicky smirked, nudging Mark as they walked through Heathrow airport behind Kian and Shane.

Mark smiled and nodded his head, “He probably suggested that we record the album here instead of LA” He said with a laugh.

“That wouldn’t surprise me, he’s been spending a lot of his free time in London” Nicky replied, following Shane and Kian at a distance as they walked towards the luggage belt.

“Wonder why” Mark laughed, catching up with the other two and standing beside Shane.

“Hey, Ki. You staying at the hotel with us or you going to your place?” Nicky asked, watching the moving conveyor belt for his suitcase.

“I was thinking of staying at the hotel this time, it’d be easier to get to the studio together” Kian shrugged, spotting one of their bags and grabbing it off the belt.

After collecting all their luggage, they left the airport and piled into the waiting cars outside. They checked into their hotel and each headed to their hotel suites, Kian dumped his bag near the door and fell down onto the large king size bed. He leant to the one side, propping himself up one elbow as he took his phone from his pocket and tapped out a quick text to .

‘Just landed in London, staying at a hotel this time. See you tonight?”

He pressed send and tossed his phone onto his bed, pushing his body upwards he grabbed his suitcase and started to unpack. His phone beeped indicating a new text and he promptly left his suitcase and picked up his phone, a small grin on his face when he read her reply.

‘Lookin forward to it. Workin till 2am, wait up for me?’

Kian typed his reply and sent it, he knew he should probably get a good nights sleep before they started recording their new album but he wanted to see her. It had been just over three months since Louis had threatened him to change his ways and he had, sort of. The casual sex arrangement he had with was working just as he’d hoped and he found that he actually enjoyed spending time with her. The mind blowing sex, with no complications, was just the icing on the cake.

Glancing at his watch, Kian quickly finished unpacking and decided to grab a few hours of sleep, it was obvious that as soon as turned up at the hotel he wouldn’t get much sleep. He kicked his shoes off and stripped down to his boxers and a plain white t-shirt, lying on top of the bed he grabbed his phone again. Sending a message to Shane, explaining that he was tired and wouldn’t be joining them for dinner in the hotel restaurant. He would just order some room service later on and relax before finished work. Not realising just how tired he was, Kian soon fell asleep.

***

walked out to her car after her shift at the club, for the last three months he’d not let her leave alone once, even on the few occasions where Kian had come to pick her up.

“So your leprechaun is back in town then?” asked as they walked towards her car.

“What makes you say that?” frowned at him, “And don’t call him that”

“Ooh defensive” mocked, nudging her slightly with his shoulder.

“He is in London actually but how did you know that?” answered his question, still curious as to how he knew Kian was back.

“You’ve got that stupid grin on your face, you have it every time you hear from him” told her, laughing as she frowned at him, “I think you like him a little more than just your fuck buddy”

“He’s a good guy, underneath all that bullshit” smiled, thinking of the blonde, “I think if we’d met under different circumstances we’d have been friends”

“So is he still not your type?” asked, reaching her car and leaning his back on the side of her car.

laughed and shook her head, “No, he’s not. I like him, but not the way you’re implying. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get laid”

laughed and moved away from her car, allowing her to get inside, “You know, I think this little arrangement has done you good. You seem happier” He smiled, crouching down beside her open window

“I am, it’s nice to be with someone without all the complications of a relationship. This is so much easier to deal with” smiled at her friend.

“He’s a lucky guy” smiled back, his arms resting on her open window, “I just hope you can end it with him if you ever meet anyone else, there’s a guy out there that’s perfect for you”

“I’m damaged goods, I doubt I’ll trust another man with my heart. At least for now, what I have with Kian will do” replied, smiling softly at him.

“You trust me?” whispered.

“Course I do, we’re friends. I love you like a brother” smiled, leaning forward and placing a peck on his cheek, “I’ll see you in a couple of nights”

stood up and backed away from her car, “Have a good night, ” He said as she waved once more and then drove away from him.

pulled up at the hotel Kian was staying at, she speedily walked across the car park and straight to the hotel entrance. She dialled Kian’s number and frowned when she got no answer from him. She stepped into the lift and pressed the button for his floor. It had been two weeks since she’d seen Kian and she couldn’t help but feel excited at seeing him again. Stepping out of the lift she followed the door numbers until she was stood in front of his door, knocking quietly she stood and waited for him to open the door.

She knocked again when there was no sound from the other side of the door, finally hearing the lock turn and the door open. Kian stood in front of her, his hair was dishevelled and sticking up in different angles and he was only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. No words were spoken between the two, threw her arms around his neck as they kissed hungrily. Kian wrapped his arms around her waist and walked backwards, pulling her into his hotel room as she kicked his door shut.

“Not disturbing you, am I?” asked in-between kisses, allowing him to guide her to his bed.

Kian shook his head and smiled, capturing her lips with his once again, “I fell asleep…” He answered, his hands already pushing her jacket off her shoulders.

kicked off her shoes as they reached his bed, she pushed him backwards causing him to lay on the bed. She swiftly pulled her top over her head, revealing her lacy black bra and threw it onto the floor. She moved forwards and straddled his body, his hands covering her lace covered breasts as they kissed hungrily. He sat up slightly as her hands ran down his back tugging his t-shirt over his head and discarding it along with her own top. She could already feel his arousal as they kissed and teased each other, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. She smiled against his lips as she felt his hand working on the button of her jeans, popping it open and sliding the zipper down.

“Two weeks is way too long, ” “ Kian panted, as she helped him to get rid of her jeans.

nodded her head as she feverishly kissed him, occasionally nipping on his bottom lip as her hands tugged on his blonde hair. Kian masterfully unhooked her bar as they kissed, feeling her hardening nipples pressed against his bare chest. He flipped her over, pressing her against the king size bed with his body as he trailed his lips from hers down to her neck. Kissing and licking his way down her neck as she writhed beneath him, his hand rubbed her burning core through her underwear, the only item of clothing that remained on her body.

Kian continued his assault on her neck as she moaned beneath him, his teeth grazing across the delicate skin as he continued to tease her through her underwear. He could feel just how ready for him she was and the thought of slipping inside her made his boxers tighten even more.

“Ki…need you now…” She panted out, grabbing a hold of his head and staring into his mesmerising blue eyes.

Kian didn’t need to be told again, he deftly removed her underwear and then his own, pressing his tip against her wet entrance. He smirked at her lying beneath him, waiting for him to make his move with her eyes closed. Just as she was about to ask him what he was waiting for, he forced himself inside. The forceful intrusion made her gasp as he immediately started to thrust in and out of her, not giving her anytime to adjust. He set a hard but slow pace as she arched her back to meet his punishing strokes, her nails clawing down his back as they both moaned in unison with each other.

Within minutes Kian had pushed her to the edge of her orgasm, two weeks apart had made their first encounter short and needy. With a few more firm, hard thrusts Kian came hard, his face was buried near her neck and he gently bit her shoulder as her walls tightened around him. Seconds later was pushed over the edge, arching her back upwards as she swore loudly. They lay like that for a few minutes, the only sounds that could be heard was their heavy breathing as they both tried to calm their bodies down.

Gradually she felt Kian’s lips on her shoulder, moving across her shoulder blade and up her neck. He finally found her lips and kissed her softly, his softening member still buried deep inside her. ran one hand through his damp hair, while the other slowly traced up and down his side enjoying how his muscles felt under her touch. Gradually Kian moved from on top of her, falling down onto the bed beside her, his hand caressing her body and his fingers subconsciously running up and down the length of her tattoo.

“Now that we’ve got that out the way, I’ll give you chance to recover before we do it again” She smiled, she’d felt the same need he had as soon as he’d opened the door to her.

“I was counting on it” Kian laughed, knowing their first time in two weeks would be over quickly.

“Did you miss me then?” asked, turning her head to look at him.

“I missed parts of you” Kian smirked back at her.

playfully slapped his arm, turning on her side to face him, “Fuck off Ki”

Kian laughed loudly, “You hungry?” He asked sitting up in bed, “I was gonna have a quick nap and order room service before you got here but I was more tired than I thought I was, slept a lot longer than I’d planned”

nodded her head as he sat up and climbed out of bed, striding naked across the hotel room and disappearing into the bathroom. He appeared seconds later wrapping a soft white towelling robe around his body. He grabbed the menu from a desk that sat by the phone and jumped back onto the bed next to her.

“What do you fancy then?” He asked, handing her the menu to look over.

“Fuck me…” She exclaimed, her eyes travelling over the prices on some of the food.

Kian smirked and was just about to comment when , placed a finger on his lips, anticipating what he was going to say, “Don’t say it Ki…” She laughed, shaking her head from side to side.

“What’s the problem? Nothing in there you like?” He asked, smiling as she removed her finger from his lips.

“No, it all looks great but have you seen the prices in here?” stared in shock at him, “I should’ve just brought a take-away in with me”

Kian laughed at her again, “Just pick something you like, or I’m gonna choose something for you” He said, getting up from the bed and walking towards the phone.

“Fine…just get me a chicken sandwich or something” sighed, closing the menu and tossing it onto the bed.

Kian dialled the number and held the phone to his ear, ordering two chicken sandwiches and four bottles of beer, he gave his room number and hung up the phone. He walked back towards the bed and noticed that was wearing his white t-shirt and had put her underwear back on.

“Why have you put your clothes on?” He asked, raising one eyebrow as he lay on his side on the bed.

“I dunno” laughed, shrugging her shoulders at him as she leant her back on the head board, “I didn’t fancy eating naked”

“Shame…” Kian smirked, pulling himself up to sit next to her.

“Do you play the guitar?” She asked, pointing to the guitar case that sat in the corner of his suite.

Kian nodded his head, “Yeah, the piano too”

“Wow, I had no idea. I thought you just stood there and looked pretty, singing occasionally” She teased him.

“Ouch!” Kian pretended to look hurt as he held his chest, “And I thought you had no idea who I was, or about our music”

“I might have seen your group one or two times on television” admitted, “Y’know, channel flicking”

“I bet you’re a secret fan” Kian leaned in and whispered into her ear, gently nibbling her ear lobe.

let out a soft sigh as she felt his lips move from her ear to her neck, trailing his mouth across her sensitive skin. He’d come to learn that the slightest touch on her neck left her weak at the knees. He smiled against her skin as he heard a soft moan escape her from her slightly parted lips. A knock at the door caused him to stop kissing and licking her neck, he sighed and pulled away. Climbing off the bed as he walked to the door, opening it as their room service order was brought inside the room.

watched as he grabbed his wallet and tipped the young woman that had brought the food to their room. He closed the door and carried the plates of food over to the bed, along with a bottle of beer each.

“I love how you can get food at any time of night in hotels” smiled, tucking into her sandwich.

“That’s one of the many perks of staying in a hotel” Kian smirked, taking a long drink from the cool bottle of beer.