So I'm temporarily switching fandoms and diving straight into Team Frindsey. I've been inspired by the recent HollyOaks shows and spoilers. This is my take on what happened after the end of the show on Monday 9th September's First Look episode... Hope you like it. Enjoy!

The Worst Person.

Chapter 1.

Freddie looked at his phone, hearing the all too familiar beep of an arriving text. As was usually the case in recent weeks it was Trevor... demanding something from him. Again. He sighed and walked down the stairs, avoiding the bathroom this morning. No need to increase the tension between them any further. Anyway it would be like rubbing salt in the wound to see her like that and know he could never have her. She was never going to be anything more than Joe's girlfriend/fiancée/wife and Freddie knew that. He'd resigned himself to that many months ago. And it hurt. Because he'd loved her since the first day he saw her.

Currently the object of his affection wasn't even speaking to him and Freddie knew it was no more than he deserved. After the debacle with DS Trent's dad there was most definitely tension between Freddie and Lindsey. Add in the Sinead factor and their friendship was on pretty shaky ground. He was sure she hated him and he didn't blame her as he hated himself just as much as she did. He couldn't even remember how he'd got involved in all this mess in the first place... and he certainly couldn't understand why he'd dragged the one person who meant more to him than anyone else into it.

It was because of all this... and because of what today was and what it meant to the family... that Freddie had come to the decision he had. He was going to do the right thing. He knew it meant he would be in trouble. Bigger trouble than anyone could have any hope of understanding and he was going to let down his mum and brothers... but he kind of hoped he would prove to Lindsey that he wasn't the person she thought he was... that he was better than that. He just wanted her to think better of him... maybe even like him a little bit.

He sighed and started to go down the stairs, seeing his mum standing in the centre of the lounge. Today was going to be hard for her and no doubt Freddie was going to make it even more difficult for her, with his possibly ill-timed confession on the horizon. It was always difficult on the anniversary of their dad's death for her. Freddie instantly felt guilty, knowing he was going to ruin her day spectacularly and she didn't deserve today to be any harder than it was already going to be. He hoped in the long-run though his mum would be proud of what he was choosing to do today. She was clutching a mug in her hands but he'd yet to see her take a sip from it. She looked like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders and Freddie knew he was going to make it worse. "You okay, mum..." he asked softly as he walked into the room.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Freddie... You know me, tough as nails." She smiled at him but he could see the strain around her eyes and he could clearly hear the lies in her words. He walked over to her and took the mug from her hand, placing it on the side. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his body and hugging her tightly.

"It's going to be okay, mum... I promise." He whispered to her, hoping more than anything he wasn't lying to her.

"I hope you're right, son..." she breathed. There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs and she pulled away from him, wiping her eyes and picking up her mug. Freddie watched as she walked through to the kitchen. Joe and Lindsey walked into the kitchen, Joe smiling at him and Lindsey looking at him intently but otherwise ignoring him.

"I'll be back in a while, mum." He called through to her. He made his way to the front door but her voice stopped him.

"Going to bash in the skull of some other innocent man, Freddie? Or are you going to see that skank again?" Her voice was soft, barely more than a whisper but each word felt like she'd punched him.

"Linds..." he breathed, unable to look at her for fear of her seeing what he was planning to do written all over his face.

"Don't screw up today for your mum, Fred." She said.

He turned to look at her, seeing her fold her arms and lift an eyebrow as he looked at her. He wondered if she realised that standing like that just emphasised her chest. He counted to ten, trying very hard not to look. "I'm going to go and get some flowers..." he said softly. He made a hasty retreat, making his way to the florists to buy some flowers to put on his dad's memorial. As he was making his way back to the house he received an unwelcome visitor.

"Freddie... You didn't respond to my text."

"I'm busy today, Trevor." He kept walking, a renewed confidence against the thug in his demeanour. Trevor grabbed his arm and pulled Freddie back towards him, stepping closer.

"Don't mess with me, Freddie." He growled, "I have many friends... you might want to remember that..."

"Not today Trevor, alright?" Freddie said.

Trevor released his hold on Freddie, brushing his hands over the front of the Freddie's jacket, smoothing away the creases he'd just put there. "Say hello to that pretty doctor friend of yours..." he said with a smirk, "She should be careful... I'd hate for anything to happen to her."

Freddie stared at Trevor, trying to keep the horror and fear at the veiled threat off his face. If Trevor had any realisation about how he felt about Lindsey, her wellbeing was in even more danger than it currently was. Trevor stepped away again and then turned and walked away, a self-satisfied smirk on his face.


Freddie walked through the back door, still a little shaken from his encounter with Trevor. He saw Joe leaning against the side. "Joe..." he said.

His elder brother looked in his direction, "You alright, bruv?"

"Course." Freddie murmured. He ran some cold water in the sink and put the flowers in it.

"Mum'll love those, Freddie." Joe said.

"I hope so, I wanted to do something nice for her..." He said softly. He glanced at his brother, "I was thinking... maybe you should take Lindsey away for a few days...?"

"She's got work."

"It might be one of the last chances you get before the baby's born." He said, his mind scrabbling around for reasons to get Lindsey away from the village.

"The baby is months away, Freddie... we've got plenty of time."

Freddie sighed, looking at his brother and seeing the smirk on his face, "I just thought you'd like to do something nice for your pregnant girlfriend... seeing as how you stood her up yesterday." He started to leave the room, "I'm gonna go and change for the thing..." he said quietly, walking up the stairs.


The door to Joe's room opened when he was halfway up the stairs and there she was. Freddie's step faltered as he saw her. "I was just going to get changed." He said softly. He walked past her and opened the door to his room.

"Be careful, Freddie..." she whispered, "I worry about you..." she added.

Freddie froze, her words mirroring Trevor's so closely that they took his breath away. He turned to look at her but she was gone and he had to wonder how long he'd been stood on the spot.


A/N: Let me know what you thought. I guess I should tell you now that my take is going to be a little more dramatic than it was in the show (okay - maybe quite a lot more)... on the plus side - no Sinead. I can't promise it's going to have a happy ending though... :-) Could I tempt you to another chapter?