𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧 ✯

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

Chapter 11
Tuesday 8 November, 1994
The Q Awards Part II

I turn, checking that Liam, Noel or anyone at the Oasis table for that matter isn't staring at me.

Fuck yes. I'm in the clear, they're all in some conversation now and I'm lost in the crowds of round tables and people to be caught now. I've no idea how Damon will react to my quest but I only hope he or another Blur member will be able to help me.

I'm a couple of metres from the table and I notice that Justine is still there. I thought she would have been at some other table with Elastica by now and now I'm starting to think that she is maybe Damon's plus one. I was going to bring Nina as my plus one but she had a date so she couldn't make it.

I reach the table now finally and my eyes immediately lock with Damons and a rumble of louder chatter emerges when the band and some other faces I've never seen before notice my presence.

Alex James is the first to speak up "Oh Lara, nice to see you here, did Damon give Liam a black eye for chatting up Justine at Glasto-"

And before the man can even finish his sentence Graham punches Alex in the arm and it causes him to welp out in pain but most of all it makes him shut up.

"Well, no actually, Damon was putting on the mature act today." I smile trying not to sound as tired as I must look.

"Oh really? For you probab-" and then comes another punch from Graham and it causes me to giggle a little.

And Damon finally speaks up to me "Sorry for their immaturity, Lara, is there something you need?" he says, placing his drink on the table.

"Do you have any-" I stop myself, this is a really weird question to ask when poor Justine is sitting their in silence. "Uhm can I talk to you for a sec?" I say and somehow it sounds worse, I can imagine the things Alex, Dave and Graham will joke about behind Damons back.

He looks unsure at first but then "Yeah, yeah of course." He then quickly gets out of his seat and I lead the way over to a wall to speak in a little more privacy, but not enough that Justine and the rest of Blur wouldn't be able to see us from a distance.

When I reach the wall and lean on it Damon stands in front of me, waiting for what I have to say, he must be very clueless right now.

Before I can ask Damon speaks up straight away "Hey, are you okay? You look really tired. Is there something going on?"

I shake my head, it's sweet he's asking "No, nothing going on I'm fine I didn't wanna ask you over there because of well... Justine but I was just wondering if you had any coke?" but I whisper the last part so there was no way he heard me.

"Have any what?" He questions, confused.

I then bring my lips to his ear and speak, scared someone might hear me.

"Coke?" He says, a puzzled expression plastered across his face "You do drugs?"

I shrug "I dunno just wherever it's not a regular thing."

"Do Liam and Noel know about this?"

"No.." I sigh "Look im so fucking tired i need to get through this night and im just fucking, i just need it you know? One line, do you have it or not?"

He seems to understand and then ruffles through his jeans. He then pulls out a little sachet containing the familiar white power. Jesus fucking christ, does he always have drugs on him?

I try to grab it but he snatches it back just in time "This is Alex's, okay? Don't use it all."

I nod and he hands me the powder "Thank fuck. Thank you." and then I hurry off to the bathroom and Damon follows behind.