The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

Chapter 74

I packed my stuff and called a cab to the airport, getting on the next flight to Cologne Germany.
I landed just over an hour later and got a cab to their hotel. I didn't even know whether or not they would even be there, if not Liam would be in for a surprise when he came back.

I managed to get myself to the front desk, even this time of night there were dozens of girls trying to get a look at the band.
The concierge looked less than impressed when I walked up to the desk.

He said something in German; more like yelled it and turned his attention to something else.
I was really annoyed and even more tired. I banged on the desk and he looked back at me.

"Look buddy, I've had a really long night and I just want to go up to my room"

"Your room?" He asked in really broken English

I nodded

"Key?" He asked

"I don't have one, I'm surprising my husband"

"Number?"

I sighed; he was never going to believe me. "812"

"Mrs McGuigan?"

I burst out laughing shaking my head "Not in a million years, Liam Gallagher"

This time he laughed. "You?"

"Yes, me" I glared at him

"Proof" he raised an eyebrow at me

I rolled my eyes he had to be fucking kidding.

He wasn't.

I sighed digging out my passport and wallet. I handed him my passport and he studied it for a minute before looking at me, obviously still not convinced.
I figured as much, so I pulled a picture of Liam and me out of my wallet and handed it to him.
He studied it too, looking at the picture then at me and then back at the picture. He seemed satisfied with this proof and handed it all back to me before handing me a key; I took great comfort in the fact that either no one in Germany recognized me as Liam's wife or no one cared.

I went up to the room and it was dark. I turned on the small lamp by the bed and almost had a stroke. Liam and Guigsy didn't give a fuck about what the hell their room looked like when there wasn't a woman around. They had clothes all over the room, I was afraid to see what the bathroom looked like.
I put my bag down next to Liam's and unzipped it, digging for the pyjamas I brought, especially for Liam.

I looked at the clock and sighed, it was getting late, they would be back anytime...or Liam would be; god knows where Guigs would be.

I jumped hearing a key in the lock, he was back already.
I turned the lamp off just as he opened the door. I heard him laugh and then my heart dropped...he wasn't alone...and he wasn't with Guigs.

I left the light off and just watched my world implode, he hadn't even noticed me sitting on the bed; he was too busy sucking out this girl's organs.

I swallowed hard trying to keep myself from crying as I watched his hands slide under her shirt, up the front, and it wasn’t hard to guess what he was doing with his hands when she moaned his name in a thick German accent. Then he moaned when she sucked on his neck, just like I do. His hand cupped her face and he kissed her with so much force she stumbled back into the desk.
I couldn’t watch anymore, I leaned over and turned the lamp back on.
They both jumped and pulled apart and looked at me. Liam's jaw hit the floor.

"Lyla!"

I climbed off the bed and couldn't hide tears anymore. I just glared at him and he tried to grab my hand.