Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. It is not going to be exactly the same as on the show as I can't remember every bit. Hope you like it. My first Hollyoaks fic. I have changed the beginning a bit as I know they kiss after the poker game but that hasn't happened in mine, yet. It will get less confusing when you read it.

The Consequences Of Loving Brendan Brady

Chapter 1:What the Hell?

Ste's POV

"What's got you in a good mood today, you practically ran out of the house this morning instead of me throwing you out kicking and screaming, you left so fast you forgot your phone?" My ex girlfriend and mother of my child, Amy Barnes, asked as she threw me my mobile while I was busy cleaning tables outside the bar. "Nothing, just in a good mood today, why is that a crime?"I joked and she laughed at my smile that kept appearing on my face. There is a reason I'm smiling, but I can't think about that now as my thoughts are disrupted. "Oi I pay you yo work not chat." The deep voiced Irish man said as he walked past me, constantly messing with his moustache. "Hey who had to clear up all the mess someone made when they decided to show a really drunk guy looking for a job who really wanted more booze and decked the place?" I said knowing the Irish man's sister was right behind him, luckily didn't hear what I said, who would kill him for that. "Well Stephan, that's why I'm the boss and your the worker." He said and walked in to the club. That man. That man is Brendan Brady, big brother to Cheryl Brady, he helps her run the club and does nothing but sit there and pass judgement on employees, namely me, and play with his moustache. I swear he is in love with it, probably would kill you if you got too close to it. On that note one word for Brendan is intimidating. He can be really scary at times but after I got to know him a bit. He isn't such a bad guy. Kind of a softy. "Any way back to work, I'll see you when I get home." I said and kissed Amy on the cheek and we both went in opposite directions.

"Well I'm off with Lindsey for a while. I'll be back in an hour or two. Make sure I come back and everything is in one piece. Got it?" Cheryl said as she pointed her finger at Brendan, turns out she did hear me when I talked about the drunk guy, and he hasn't heard the end of it. God if looks could kill, I would have been dead about three hours ago. I shouldn't have probably shouted that. "Of course sis. What could go wrong, me and Stephan can handle every thing." Brendan said and kissed Cheryl on the cheek and literally threw her out the club doors. He sighed as if he was in a trance from the peace and quiet in the club since no one has bothered to open it yet. He slowly turned around and looked at me. "You really had to say that didn't you Stephan, eh? I'm never going to hear the end of it. Thanks." He said sarcastically and walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink. "You really owe me." He said and downed his drink in one gulp. "Really, didn't the guy throw up and you made me clean it count?" I remember that, I know I should be use to sick by now as I have had much experience with my son, Lucas. "No way, Rhys helped you out remember?" Oh yeah that was a funny thing to watch. After cleaning almost all of it, Rhys walked in and didn't notice the sick. Then after slipping was covered in it. It was so funny. "All right so what do I 'owe you' boss?"

"Tonight, I have a poker game, you can help me win some cash and then we can go out for a few drinks. What d'ya say?"

"Is it really a good idea to cheat, I mean after last time-"

"Last time you slipped up a little bit but you did good and I could use that for tonight. Come on pretty please?" He said it in a very hypnotic, serene way which made my whole body just scream yes. Which he seemed to have picked up on. "Good be ready at 7 and don't be late wont look good if your late." I nodded and get back to work.

7 O'clock reached around quickly and the poker game started, now random strangers came crawling in. About ten guys I don't know were all asking me for a drink. This is where Brendan's plan comes in to place, while serving the drinks I look at all the player's cards and signal to Brendan whether or not he should call or fold. I have to be careful though. Last time I got caught and the guy who found out tried to attack me. But Brendan with his seductive and persuasive voice to calm everything down and the man agreed to have me sit behind the bar until the game was over. That was a lucky break. But these guys don't look very smart, as they couldn't see they were being played for their money, so I was fine tonight. Maybe it will be fun.

The next day

"Morning Ste your here early."Cheryl said as I walked in to the club with my work uniform on. To be fair I hadn't taken it off since last night. Ugh last night. After waking up to the biggest headache all memories of the night before came flooding back. After the games were done, we counted up Brendan's winnings and somewhere along the way he must have hit the jackpot. He had more than £500. To celebrate we went to the dog and had a few drinks. Well if a few is about a hundred by the feeling of it then yeah we had a 'few.' Then we went back to his place since Cheryl was at Lindsey's house. Then 'it' happened. No can't think about that until I see him. "Hey is Brendan in?" I asked. "Yeah he's in his office knock on the door and see if he's still awake, after I heard about your crazy party last night I wouldn't be surprised if he fell back asleep." No he wouldn't have told her about 'that' would he? "Um yeah thanks." I said I walked past the bar and knocked on the door to Brendan's office. "Come in." I heard a rough voice say behind the door.

"Can we talk?"I said.

"Sure."

"About last night. I'm sorry. It didn't mean anything. Think it must have been the booze."

"Are you sure about that."

"What do you mean?"

"You seemed a little too eager last night. You're not even a little curious Stephan?"

"No, I mean I wouldn't have done it if I thought you didn't want it either."

"What are you trying to say there Stephan, that it was my fault?" His voice faulted and warning toned his voice.

"No, I mean there was one guy when I was in prison, we didn't do anything but I thought I wanted it, and I think he wanted it to."

"Well that's your problem not mine."

"Look are we all right, I mean your not mad or anything are you?"

"No we're fine Stephan, now get to work." He said as he had an intense glare pointing at me, like he was trying to read me. Any way I walk out the door and get to work. I sigh deeply, I have to be more careful that 'that' doesn't happen again. Is it scary that I liked it?

Last Night

We stumbled through his door and crash landed on his couch. You know I don't know whether it is the amount of booze or just that no one is around but somehow me and him are having a really good time. "You know you're not that bad Brendan, maybe even a softie." I said and he chuckled at me. "Oi watch your mouth, the last thing I need are people thinking I'm a pushover. Besides you're not that bad either." We both laughed and couldn't stop. Then when we calmed down we just stared at each other. I felt my hands get sweaty and my mouth went dry. Drink. "I need a drink you want one?"I said and he nodded. I attempted to stand up and when I got to my feet. I took to steps and I had fell over the table leg or something and Brendan had done the same so that we both ended up on the other couch with him on top of me. I must have stared for hours at him but when I saw him lean in I must have been dreaming as I took a dramatic push and kissed him. Yep that's right I'm kissing bad man Brendan Brady and I'm liking it. And the weird feeling is that he is kissing me back! After a few seconds he roughly pulls away and pushes me up to my feet. "Get out!" He growled at me and threw me out the door. I stood there for a few minutes and thought about what had happened. And all I could think was...

What the hell?

End of Chapter 1

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