chapter 6

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Both Damon and Michelle were approaching the door to Alex's flat. Damon was still trying to remember which house number his new place was. Michelle kept thinking about how sweet Damon was with her when he got to her house. She just hoped he remembered kissing her the other week.

It was only about a twenty minute walk and for the entire way, they both chatted about different things.

Michelle liked talking to him and telling him story's from her life in Manchester.

He liked listening to what she got up to there as well.

She told him about how her and Stacey were best friends and how they were friends all throughout school, and he told her about how he and his friend Graham met at school and how he went on meeting his other friends in college.

Michelle thought about Damon and how much smarter he must of been then her. She never went to collage or anything after secondary school she just got a few shit qualifications and then left.

Throughout, the whole walk the only disagreement they had was between football because Michelle was always a big Man City fan. But Damon was a massive Chelsea fan.

The pair were stood outside the door to Alex's flat. From the outside you could here random music playing.

"I'm apologising now for what ever this shite is Alex has got on the speakers." Damon laughed.

Michelle just smiled at him as he opened the door.

From opening the door you just got hit by the smell of cigs. It was full of random people who all looked pretty shitfaced.

Michelle grabbed ahold of Damon's wrist softly as he guided her around crowds of people.

He stopped in front of a sofa with three other lads sat. One was a lanky looking guy with dark hair. One was ginger and the other was smaller with brown hair and glasses.

"Who's your new bird Damon!" the lanky one shouted up.

"Shut up Alex! That's not very nice." The other one with the glasses said back.

"These are my friends.. That one there with the glasses is our Graham. The ginger is Dave and then that daft twat there is Alex."pointing at the lanky one.

"This is Michelle.. I told you lot about her didn't I ?? She's new, she moved down here from Manchester a few weeks ago."Damon spoke.

"Alright boys" she said smiling.

Graham looked up and give her a friendly smile whilst Dave just waved holding up his cig in the air. "Alright" Alex said.

"Ere chelle you sit down duck. Oy Dave chuck us that beanbag. Damon shouted. He caught it and put it down for Michelle to sit on.
I'm gunna get some more beers.. you lads be nice" he said walking off.

"Not another Manc" Alex said rolling his eyes. "Shut the fuck up.." Graham murmured underneath his breath and elbowing Alex in the side.

"How is Manchester Michelle ? Graham asked.

"It's alright. I miss it a lot." She spoke shyly.

"Don't worry we'll look after you" Damon piped up walking back from the kitchen with some cans of Stella in his hand.

He passed one over to Michelle as she smiled up at him and they both opened them and took a sip.

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