another phone call

They'd actually done it in the ocean, on the beach. Oh, then back at room, too. And he still hadn't had enough of Kadan, but it was dark and Kadan wanted to shower so they could get to a club or two before morning.

Craig almost joined him in the shower, but the cell rang.

"What have you done this time, Craig?" He new exactly who was calling, and he felt a slice of reality cut into him.

"What do you want?" He could be just as cold too. He should have expected this from John Paul. They couldn't even be mates now.

"I don't want to lie for you, you know that."

"What lies? What is bloody wrong?"

"You lied, didn't you? You lied to some sweet little bird, and you're with someone else now, aren't you?"

"Get off ya self! I haven't a clue what you're going on about!" He wanted to throw the cell across the room but he kept it close to his ear.

"Chloe."

"Is she there? Did she come to Hollyoaks?" He thought he might come undone now. His face soured. And John Paul said nothing. "Tell me?"

"Don't tell me you're afraid?" Then John Paul laughed. "I'd love to see you squirm. You really need to squirm more often, Craig."

"What do you want from me?" Craig squinted.

"To be left alone. I'm getting along just fine without you, you know." His voice gave Craig a chill. He didn't believe him.

"Is she there?" He kept asking.

"No."

Finally he could breathe.

"You lied to her, Craig. You said you were coming home. You said it was an emergency," John Paul said. "How could you? She's a right nice bird by the sound of it, and you screw it up. You've screwed it up."

"No." Craig never failed. Not at this game. "No, I haven't. Not yet. And you. You leave her and me the hell alone."

"Don't worry mate, You'll manage to fuck it up. You always do."

Craig swore he could feel John Paul's smile on his cheek. He remembered his plush lips very intently. The side of his face stung now. Craig snapped the phone shut. He felt himself trembling as he pulled off his shirt and everything else and got in the shower with Kadan.