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10.

it was now around 11:00 in the morning, when juno was once again, awoken by the kitchen phone ringing. groaning, she pulled herself off of damon, who was now asleep, and headed over to get the phone.

"hello, juniper speaking". juno greeted, trying not to sound as though she just woke up.

"hi junie". an oh so familiar voice spoke.

"simon! hi! howzit going"? juno beamed, happy to hear her brothers voice.

"we're doing good. tours' going well. im actually calling regarding you". simon replied. he had been in ireland for the past few days while touring with duran duran, and had seen the papers and magazines regarding juno and damon.

"oh". juno said, wishing her brother was unaware of her love life.

"i'm just wondering if everything's okay? first i saw the one with you and that bloke at the arcade, but i've just seen another article about liam storming out of your house early this morning, is everything alright"? simon asked. he loved his little sister more than anything, and wouldn't hesitate to whoop anyone's arses if they hurt her.

"kind of? the bloke from the arcade is the frontman of blur, you know, oasis's number one competitor? and liam and i.. we'll we weren't dating or anything but like..." juno started, unsure of how to put the fact that she would get railed by liam in a way that wouldn't be weird.

"he.. we.. like hooked up and stuff... anyways not important. basically liam saw that damon and i were at the arcade and wasn't too happy, even though it reallly was none of his business". juno replied, trying not to get into too much detail about her sex life.

"right.. okay.. god sometimes i forget you're not still 9 years old. alright i'm glad you're alright. don't let liam hold you back. are you and david-" simon started before juno cut him off.

"damon". she interrupted.

"right, sorry. are you and damon together"? simon asked.

"no. i've only just met him really, we just kind of... clicked i guess". juno replied quietly, not wanting damon to hear her talking about him.

"ah i see. well, i'd say don't rush into things. me and yasmin took things slow, and now we've been married for 7 years". simon said.

"yeah that was the plan. i dunno". juno replied, leaning forward onto the kitchen counter.

"yeah- oh- john wants to talk, is that alright"? simon asked.

"of course! i miss him"! juno replied enthusiastically. john taylor, bassist of duran duran, viewed juno as a sister, and was the one who got her into bass. juno had grown up with a massive crush on him, because well, he's john fucking taylor! but she now felt as if he was another brother.

"hey shortstack". johns brummie accent spoke.

"jt! how are you"? juno beamed.

"i'm fuming actually, might have to make my way over to manchester to batter that twat". john replied.

"oh? it wasn't that big of a deal, really john". juno replied.

"he's just spoken to the press, calling you awful things. simon doesn't know yet, but i don't know if we want him to know. juno, i'm so sorry hes doing this. what happened anyway"? john said, trying not to get worked up.

"i mean, you know liam and i were shagging. and i believe i told you that he refused to make things official with me, so i put on my big girl trousers and decided to say fuck that. damon and i got a little bit too drunk at the club one night, and well... you know how that ends. then i showed him around the pier, and paparazzi found us. liam's not too pleased, but i don't care". juno replied. she felt like she could be much more blunt with john and over share more, as he wasn't really her brother.