Freddie's P.O.V.

I strode over to them.
Confused as to why Charlie was here, he'd followed us? Thought he would intrude again and turn up uninvited at the other end of the United Kingdom?

Well. If I had anything to do with it, he was as good as gone.

And so much for wanting rid of him, Brian looked like he was in ecstasy.

Although I had to be careful, I didn't want to get into a physical fight and with how fucking drunk I was right now, my mouth was likely to run away with me.

I was going to play Brian at his own game. And then let him down again. Because I didn't particularly like him at the moment.

I snaked my way in and around to Brian until his back was to me and so was Charlie's, the slut was still too busy grinding on him to realise anything more.

I giggled to myself, taking a swig from the vodka bottle that I still had in my hand and stumbling from lack of balance.

"Ffffuck you...Charlie..." I slurred under my breath before pouncing.

Brian was a few inches taller than me but I wasn't going to let that ruin my sickly plan.

I got close behind Brian and went on tip toes, romantically wrapping my arms around his neck and nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck too. I had to fight hard not to burst into fits of giggles but I was pissed and didn't give a shit about what I was doing.

Even if this was a move that I had dreamt about doing to him.

"Freddie?" Bri asked, shocked.

"Hey, babe..." I whispered. I felt his body shudder and he had stopped dancing.

"Umm...what the fuck?" A very irritating voice suddenly spoke up.

I grinned, lifting my head up and taking another mouthful of vodka, still my arms around Brian's neck and my chin resting on his shoulder.

I had never said a word to Charlie since that night but if I wanted to get rid of the knob then something had to be said.

"Hi, Charlie." I grinned at him, in a sickly sweet fashion.

His vision flicked between Brian's face and my face, he looked fucked off.

"Brian?!" He was shrill, expecting an answer from Brian but instead, he got one from me.

But not directed at him. It was time to play.

"But, Brian...I thought you had broken up with Charlie weeks ago." I was speaking with a purposeful cocky yet innocent voice.

"What?" The slut asked.

I nodded at him, "He said he didn't want to see you anymore. He says he doesn't love you anymore. He asked me to get rid of you." I shrugged, still a sickly smile on my face.

Charlie's face was a picture.

Brian had stayed in an awkward silence the whole time.

I unwrapped my arms from Brian and strolled closer towards Charlie, laying a palm on his chest and pushing him back softly so that I could get in between him and Brian.

I leaned back against Brian's body, surprisingly, he held me steady.

"It's fucking weird how Brian broke up with you yet you stalk us to the other end of the country...uninvited...what exactly are you trying to achieve? Money? Because we haven't got any of that. Fame? The only thing you'll ever be famous for would probably be the worlds biggest jackass."

Charlie lunged forward as if he was about to hit me, but I didn't flinch. And I didn't have to.

"Charlie. Don't." Brian's surprisingly stern voice gave an order and he actually obeyed.

"Brian. Please. You love me!" He cried, desperately, making me cackle.

"I did. I don't anymore. You should leave."

"Yeah, fuck off, Charlie." I laughed, lolling my head back onto Brian's chest.

He crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm coming back with you tonight, Brian."

Brian began, "Charlie-"

But I cut him off, "If you go back you'll be sleeping in a patch of his dried up cum." I leaned forward to Charlie, "That's right. We're fucking each other and I made him cum so hard last night."

I licked my lips and returned to leaning on Brian where, to make it that little bit believable, I gave his crotch a hard little grind.

Which excited myself a little too much.

Brian took a deep breath, "Goodbye, Charlie."

He was slightly shaking his head, a hurt expression on his face but I didn't feel the slightest bit guilty, he'd slept with other people whilst Brian had fallen in love with him. Besides, Brian had wanted me to get rid of him.

Suddenly Charlie span quickly and marched off into the night, hopefully, never to be seen again.

"Goodbye! Au revoir! Auf Wiedersehen!" I called after him, feeling very proud of myself and slightly dizzy.

And then I felt an emptiness as I didn't feel Brian behind me anymore, he was gone.

"That was so intensely insane!" Roger rushed up to me having watched the whole thing.

"You have to go after him!" Deaky jumped in, grinning.

I nodded and saw the top of his curly head go into the toilets.

I decided to hang around outside, leaning against the doorframe sipping on the vodka I still had.

I waited for a while and he didn't come out, I contemplated going in for him but waited a little longer.

Soon my patience paid off and he came back out, I spoke loud as he'd not seen me, "Toss off in the toilets hmm? Yeah, I felt how hard that cock was, May." I snickered.