beetlebum - oasis/blur

MRS BLOODY COXON

KAT'S POV

We'd been hit for ID again, even though we were all well over 18. None of us even looked like we were teenagers, but awk sure it just made me feel youthful.

We were currently running around Sainsbury's buying drink so we could get pissed at our sleepover tonight. Yes, I know that sounds so fucking year eightish, 'sleepover' but I don't know what else to fucking call it so fuck up. Jess and Brona had bought many bottles of vodka. Neve had near enough downed the entire fucking bottle of whatever blue liquid she was poisoning herself with, even through we hadn't paid for it yet. And I was being responsible, carrying my gin about Sainsbury's very carefully.

Until Jess ran into me and knocked it over.

Got us kicked out of Sainsbury's and we had to fuck off to Asda instead, the tramp. Sick of her, that poor fucking gin. Rest in peace. Rip.

"The lads are waiting for us, they're going to be so fucked off when we waltz in with fuck all," I fumed. Was I secretly enjoying the chaos? Of course I was, but I wanted an apology.

"We're in Asda getting drinks now, so we won't be turning up with fuck all ya bastard," Neve appeared from behind me. "You're just raging because you want to rush home and see Graham." And that's when the fucking torturing started. Kissing noises all around me, left, right and centre.

Brona laughed, carrying a pack of beers with no assistance (so strong isn't she xx). "I reckon he fancies her back y'know. He fucking follows her the way a baby'd follow its mam, fucking whining whenever she walks away from him and all."

She was full of it obviously.

Did I fancy the fuck out of Graham? Perhaps I did. But I don't think he fancied me back, he had a bird. And she was such a fucking dick. Always bloody staring me out whenever I go near our Gra.

"Brona I'll smash this fuckin' bottle over your head, so I will." I'd actually done that before. Smashed a beer over Damon one night-it was an accident really, but he never let me forget about it.

"I'm sure you will Mrs coxon," she teased. And I was about to smash the twats head in, I really was.

"Alright calm you two down," Jess chuckled at us, slapping the back of my head. "Let's go! I wanna get fucked and stay awake all night not monitor a boxing match in the middle of Asda."

The walk back to Jess and Brona's flat was just depressing. With them two walking really slowly behind me and Neve who was being a tipsy wanker. I hate them all.

Arriving at their flat, Damon opened the door. Big fucking smile on his face at the sight of Jess. Made me want to vomit and I could see it turned Brona and Neve's stomach too.

"Well don't just fucking stand there and look at her, Albarn," Brona snapped, pushing her way through the door and flinging herself down on the ground beside Alex.

"Hello love," Damon kissed Jess' cheek and I could feel bile rising in my throat. Now I want whatever Neve was drinking because I wouldn't be able to survive their PDA tonight.

I sauntered off into the kitchen, trying to ignore the painful kissing noises from the doorframe. Graham was in the kitchen, frowning at something. Not sure what.

"You alright Gra?" I asked him. His cute wee eyebrows were knitted together and all. I just wanted him to be okay.

He tried to smile at me, but it came out like a fucking shrivelled slug plastered on his lips. "I'm fine, just the girlfriend," he explained, "doing my head in."

And I swear to fuck I was about to go down to hers and start murder for hurting our graham. My graham. But the look in his gorgeous beautiful pretty stunning eyes, was enough for me to just stay with him and be a good friend.

"She's a fuckin' melt like," he shot me a glare, "but it'll be sweet! Now drink your beer like a good boy, Gra." I threw the bottle at him, almost smashing it like Jess had done, but luckily he caught it.

This time his smile looked genuine as he kissed my cheek. Nearly fucking had a heart attack when he did that. I hope his bird has a heart attack. Was that too far?

"Thanks, Kitkat." When Graham used that childhood nickname it made me all red and blushy, he fucking knew that and that's why he did it. Prick.

"Get in here you two!" Neve yelled, sprawled out across Alex and Dave, who clearly weren't enjoying having her on top of them. "Fuckin' tunes are getting put on! You and I we're gonna live foreverrrrrr."

She's just a charmer, isn't she?

"Here, have yous heard anymore from oasis since that scrap in the pub?" Jess asked, sipping on her drink slowly. Damon's arm was wrapped around her, bloody squeezing her to death.

Brona shook her head, "haven't bumped into them since, the cheeky cunts." She was still fuming about it and I could see why, they were dickheads.

"Did yous not hear what they said?" Damon asked, biting his lip. He hugged Jess closer to him-if that was even possible-and looked at us cautiously. "Said yous were all sad and they felt sorry for yous having a dead-end rubbish career."

"Who said that?" Jess questioned. "I'll start murder." And she would, she was a confrontational person, but in a good way. Never afraid to speak her mind or chat shit to someone's face.

"Liam said yous were sad and and Noel said the rest," Graham informed us. He slid beside me on the sofa, leaning up against me.

WHAT IS THIS MAN FUCKING DOING TO ME.

"When did they say that?" Neve spoke up.

"They didn't, just wanted to wind you up," Damon stuck his tongue out. I was going to jump him. I really was. But Brona beat me to it and Neve was already slapping the fuck out of Graham with a pillow.

"I'll have you fuckin' bate!" Brona screeched at Damon whilst Jess tried to hold her off.

What an eventful fucking night this would be.

NOTE

Apologies for the shite chapter xx

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-ur bestie