A little while later I woke up hearing voices outside the bedroom door. I had a splitting headache and felt like I could throw up at any given second.
I tried the door and it opened easily. I walked out into the living room and Liam and Noel were standing in front of the coffee table; Liam had his arms folded looking less than impressed when he saw me."The fuck are y'doin' 'ere?" He asked
"I came to yell at him" I said
Then I immediately regretted it; Liam didn't know I had any plausible reason to be mad at Noel.
"What the hell for?"
Noel was watching me with a smirk. "Yeah Lyla, why?"
I glared at him "Because you're a fucking cunt"
He snorted "That's specific"
"Oh fuck off"
"I think y'just were done with yellin' at me and figured y'would 'ave a go at ‘im" Liam said nodding to his brother.
I turned my glare on Liam "What the fuck are you taking his side for?" I snapped "I'm your fucking wife"
He nodded "Right, my wife, so why the hell is he callin' me tellin' me t'come an' pick y'up?"
"I still can't believe you fucking called him" I looked at Noel.
Noel shrugged "Like I said, you're 'is wife; y'ain't my fuckin' problem"
"Fuck you, Noel"
"Fuck you right back, Lyla"
"He's right," Liam agreed "Y'fuckin' come home, not 'ere; y'married me, not Noel"
I looked at him in disbelief "You can't be fucking serious"
"Well y'do"
"What the fuck is this, gang up on Lyla day?"
"What the fuck are y'tryin' t'pull?" Liam asked "Y'left the flat hours ago in a fuckin' mood,"
"Then show up 'ere bitchin' about 'im" Noel finished "Your little manipulation game backfired"
"What game?"
Noel shook his head "Don't play dumb, y'do it all the fuckin' time"
"'Specially if there's somethin' in it for you" Liam added
"You know what Liam, fuck you too" I walked between them towards the door "Fuck both of you"
I felt Liam grab my arm. "Where the fuck do y'think you're goin'?"
I yanked my arm free "Leaving"
"You're not goin' fuckin' anywhere"
"Just try it" Noel challenged "There are two of us and one of you; see how far y'get"
"Wouldn't be the first time I didn't get anywhere with both of you in one room"
They both frowned Liam was the first to pipe up "The fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"Oh come on, you weren't that drunk; you two fucking went at it and then passed out"
I looked back and forth between the two of them. "And I had to finish myself off in the bathroom like I usually do"
They both just stared at me. I nodded "Now you'll always fucking wonder"
I focused my attention on Liam "I'll be in the car when you're done sucking his dick to keep yourself in the band; no thanks to your manipulative cunt of a wife"
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The Girl In The Dirty Shirt
FanfictionLyla Thomas is an unstable young woman who moves from Canada to Manchester to outrun her problems. She meets an unexpected, unlikely knight in shining armour.