Its 3rd July 1994 and after a long shift, a long bus ride and a long day, Angie finds herself stranded on the other side of town with a even longer walk ahead of her.
To her surprise a friendly face, who was also on the same bus, offers to walk her...
They walk though the door and Liam shuts it behind him. She goes into the kitchen and takes off him jumper then lights a fag just before he follows behind her.
He has a nose at her flat before joining my her.
"Cheers again" she says passing him it back.
"Dont be stupid" he puts the jumper back on and joins her with a fag. He sits on the side by the window.
"Beer?" She offers opening the fridge "Thought you didn't like beer" he comments as she passes him one. "I dont but my mates do so I always have a few here, just incase" He takes the beer from her "tar" then takes a swig.
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"Wheres ya toilet?" He asks, putting his beer down next to him. "First door, next to the front door" she points. He nods and goes to the bathroom.
After what seems like a enertinty, Liam finally emerges from the bathroom.
"Needed that then?" She scoffed. "Yeah I did, so what?" She got heavily distracted by the fact that he'd left his fly open, so much that he actually noticed her looking and zipped it up.
"Yaknow what people give you alot of shit, I've read loads of it" she admits. "Look at this" she walks through her flat and onto her bedroom and Liam follows behind her. She rumages through a pile of magazines on the floor by her wardrobe while he makes himself at home on the bed.
She picks out a magazine and shows him the atticle "see your already painted as a dick but all night all you've been to me is a pure gent" she looks at him on the bed.
He sits against the head board with the beer in his hand. "Well I'm me yaknow, I'm real" he states. She throws the magazine back down on the pile.
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"Do you have to lay like that?" She asks. "Like what?" She points at him "Like that" He puts his left hand, with his finger pointed, to his face and sits his chin on it. "Why? She blushed and tried to contain her smile by forcing her lips together. she put a hand on her hip "you know what your doing Liam" "Go on tell me what im doing" he flirted. She raised her eyebrows "Your a cocky cunt ain't ya?" "Ya know it" he purred. She was kinda shocked that he was indeed flirting with her and was giving her the hint to go over to him.
She bit her lip as they both grinned at eachother. "You gonna just stand there then?" He commented. She stayed still unsure what to do next. "Oh" she realised what he just said. He raised his eyebrows and chessily smiled. She couldn't help but laugh his expression. "Come ere!" He damanded. She confidently sahsayed over to him and pulled the can from out of his hand. "Oi" he tried to grab it from her but didn't succeed. She placed the can gently on the bedside table, put one leg over him on the bed and sat down so she was straddling him. He instantly moved his hand so they were on either side of her hips and got a tight grip.
"You gonna kiss me o-" he was cut short but her doing the excat thing he wanted her to do. They carried on for a short while before Liam put his tounge in her mouth. It hit something and he instantly pulled away. "Euh what the fucks that" he shouted. She sat back up "It's a tounge bar ya twat". "Again what the fuck is that". She put out her tounge and showed him the metal bar that went through her tounge. "Don't that 'urt" he questioned out of general curiosity. She put her tounge back in her mouth "Not anymore, hurt when I had it done though".
He thought for a second before flipping Angie over so he was on top of her. "Wonder how that feels, d'ya know what I mean" he winked and hinted down below. "Wouldn't you like to find out?" She flirted. "I would actually" he admitted. She huffed "Tough luck then". "You bitch" he whispered as he started kissing her again. She put one hand on his back and dug her fingers in slightly whilst she pulled his hair with the other. His hair was so soft, it was running your hand through a cats thick fur.
The pace stayed steady until all of a sudden, Liam started to slow down. His kisses getting more slobbery and his head beginning to fall next to hers. "Liam?" She questioned looking up at the celling. She looked at his face, that had fell next to hers, and saw that his eyes were closed "Liiiiaam" "Liam!" She huffed just as he let our a roaring snore. She rolled her eyes and chuckled to herself. "Oh Liam".
She slowly moved her arms under him and rolled him over onto his back. She climbed off the bed and grabbed the bottom of the duvet. "Ugh" With a few big tugs she pulled it out from underneath him. He was still snoring away, now just a dead weight on the bed. She threw the covers over him and tucked him in. Before leaving him to sleep she kissed him on his forehead
She turned off the lights and left the room. "Did that just happen?" She asked herself, leaning up against the wall next to the bedroom door. She went over to the storage cupboard in the hall and took out a blanket and a pillow, which she then took to the living room. She made her bed on the sofa and not long after fell asleep herself.
