When We're Together (Damon Albarn)

Chapter Thirty-Six

Saturday 13th June 2009

"Morning" I whispered quietly as soon as I saw Damon begin to open his eyes "Today's the day"

He hummed in response, closing his eyes tightly as he wrapped his arms around me. I had woken about ten minutes earlier, the feeling of dread I had expected to overwhelm me was instead replaced with excitement. Yesterday had been my day of worrying and now, I was filled with excitement at the thought of our show tonight.

"Someone's changed their tune" He mused, his eyes still shut as he pulled me closer to him.

"I'm excited Dames, really excited" I told him, a smile spreading on my face at the thought of finally being on stage again, with my four best friends, after almost ten years.

"Good" He laughed lightly, placing a gentle kiss onto my cheek before pulling away from me and getting out of bed "I'm just going to the loo"

I rolled onto my back, my eyes following him as he walked across the room and into the en-suite. I couldn't help the blush that crept onto my cheeks as I cast my eyes over him. His hair was the perfect level of messiness and his pyjama bottoms were hanging low on his hips, enough to make my imagination soar.

"You can stop with those eyes" He smirked as he re-appeared from the bathroom, I grinned up at him, before rolling over so I was on my side and bringing the duvet up to my nose so that my eyes were still following him.

I closed my eyes once he was out of my line of vision, a small gasp escaping my lips a few moments later when he was suddenly behind me. His hands desperately roaming over me as    he hungrily kissed along my neck.

"We can't, kids will be up soon" I murmured, but we both knew that my words didn't mean anything, I wanted this more than anything.

"No they won't" He responded sharply, his mouth moving up to nibble at my earlobe, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine "We always used to have sex before a show"

"We did not" I scoffed, a string of giggles falling out of my mouth at his words but they quickly died in the back of my throat as he flipped me over, almost instantly climbing on top of me before connecting our lips together.

"Maybe we've got time for a quickie" I whispered in his ear, licking a stripe down his neck before hooking my legs around his waist.

"I'm not sitting anywhere near Missy" Foxton shouted, an accusatory finger pointed in his elder sisters direction "I'd rather get in a completely different car"

"Alright Fox-"

"Yes well I don't want to sit next to you either Foxton" Missy shouted back, her arms folded across her chest as she glared at her brother "In fact, I'd rather die than sit next to you"

"That's enough" Damon said sharply, leading them both into the back of the cab "You're both sitting here and that's final"

I quickly apologised to the driver, who had been waiting for almost twenty minutes, before getting in the back with them. There were two sets of seats facing each other, I had Damon opposite me with Fox next to him and the girls next to me.

Foxton and Missy had been at each others throats all morning and driving us all insane. It was going to take us about two hours to get to the venue and with the moods the kids were in Damon and I were regretting not staying at his parents last night.

"Stop looking at me Missy" Fox shouted, his eyebrows furrowed as he glared at his sister.

"I'm not" She protested "I'm looking at my Dad"