beetlebum - oasis/blur

KARAOKE CLUB TOILETS

BRONA'S POV

We'd moved onto the next club quickly, not wasting much time on deciding where to go. If we'd left it any longer Liam and Damon probably would've killed each other, because the glares they were sending to each other were fucking scary.

Everyone was in an alright, neutral mood I suppose. Damon and Jess were still annoyed about the fight previously, specifically Damon, who still wanted to murder Dylan. The rest of us were pretty nonchalant about the whole situation-Liam though, was fucking pumping with adrenaline, it seemed he loved getting into fights. They always fucking followed him.

Everyone had ordered a couple of pints, not really looking to drink something else. The glasses just kept stacking up and stacking up-I think the barman might've been worried about us. Everyone also seemed to be getting along, which was a first in the blur-oasis zone.

"Nah man cause like," Liam hiccuped, laughing at Damon, "state of your hair." He was having a mess about like, didn't even know what he was on about-or what he was on.

"Now that's not fucking fair when yours looks like that," Damon whined, slurring on his words. He was absolutely fucking gone. "You look like a rejected Beatle."

Noel chuckled at the pair of them, leaning slightly on Neve. "You're a fuckin' laugh, Albarn." He looked toward the couple performing karaoke and drew his gaze back to Damon. "Dare ya to give us a tune there, Albarn."

"I fucking will!" He exclaimed, running up from his seat toward the stage. Nearly fucking pushing the couple off it, might I add. He was way too buzzing.

"Have we all been drinking the same thing?" I questioned, "because yous are off your fuckin' tits." Had they snorted something? If so, I wanted some-needed some.

Damon performed an amazingly drunk version of Parklife for us, getting a few boos from the crowd and massive rounds of applause from us. One man even shouted 'you look like that fella from blur!' And Liam was all 'nah because he's uglier', it was a laugh. Jess cheered him on like the supportive girlfriend she was. He'd pulled Graham up with him as well, and he'd danced a bit. Kat and John blocked them out, in deep conversation with a nearly knocked out Alex.

"My Dames has the voice of a fuckin' angel!" Jess swooned. Don't know what she just fucking heard because that was anything but angelic, more like demonic.

"Think you're thinkin' of me man," Liam pursed his lips. Earning a few laughs from us all. He seemed genuinely offended.

"Right I'm fuckin' off to the toilet," I told them all. I wasn't really going to piss or anything like, just needed a bit of a breather.

Liam sighed, "me too." He followed me to the bathrooms, nearly spilling everyone's drinks as he knocked against the table. Noel looked like he was ready to jump him. I mean, I'd fucking kill the bastard if my drink was spilled.

When we'd gotten to the toilets which distinctly said 'girls' and 'boys'-which was also a shit song by my mates-Liam followed me into the girls ones? Maybe he hit his head or summat.

"You alright there?" I asked him, cocking my head. Pretty sure he wasn't in the right place. Or maybe he was one of those weirdos who liked to use girls toilets because they were cleaner.

"I'm goin' ta piss." Ah, cheers for that Liam.

I shook my head, "can you not read? It's the girls toilets Liam."

"Right so, maybe I don't actually need to piss," he said seductively. It didn't feel very sexy though as he was talking about piss.

"Then what do you need?" I quizzed. He was confusing me more and more.

"You."

Holy fuck.

I was flustered, didn't know what to say. I tried to open my mouth a couple times, to say something snarky or flirty back, but I was at a loss for words.

"Right," I managed, couldn't say much more.

"Shhh love," he put his finger up to my lips. "Don't be talkin'."

Then his lips were on mine like a fucking hurricane. His touch was fucking addicting, every time he came near me it was like a trip. I wanted hit after hit off him.

I wanted him.

Things got heated and I'll tell you that.

All you need to know, is that I may have been fucked senselessly in the toilets of a shitty karaoke night club. Yes, that's dead weird and probably unsanitary, but I very much enjoyed it.

I think I may have heard someone open the door and walk right back out. I felt very sorry for that poor soul.

My neck would be fucking bruised, and I'd have to watch myself walking out back to our mates because wow.

I couldn't pull myself together. Everything about Liam was electric, and I never wanted to be away from him. He gave me some sort of buzz, like a drug-he was better than anything I'd ever put up my nose.

"I'll see you out there," he whispered to me, sauntering out of the bathroom with his usual arrogant walk. How could he just be so unaffected after what'd just happened?

I wised up and skipped back over to our table, something was going on but I couldn't figure out what. Neve looked bothered by something, not as happy as she'd been before, and she was talking to Noel of all people. Some blonde girl had now shown up, she was chatting to John and Kat didn't look happy about it-neither did Graham. Alex was conversing with Jess, seemingly frustrated. Damon and Liam were annoying each other of course. What a group of weird people.

As I sat down, I could feel Liam eyeing me up the dirty bastard. Neve was avoiding eye contact with me, which I thought was quite peculiar.

We were in for a fucking night man.

NOTE
I'm going to be sick
-ur bestie xx