The Junes | Liam Gallagher ° OASIS

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: BAD PUBS

Straight after the gig everyone went to the nearby pub. Unfortunately, the Winchester was closed as the owner, that being Amara's dad, had been arrested and was unable to run it anyway. It was still unknown about how long her dad was gonna be locked up for. Police keep saying they need more evidence to come up with a 'proper case'.

Were the bruises not enough for them?

It didn't matter to Amara at the moment. She was drinking her problems away, but also partying about The Junes' first opening being a success. Maybe soon they can start doing their own personal gigs now that people knew who they were.

Amara had chugged the rest of the vodka whilst sitting in the booth, on Liam's lap obviously. She grimaced, the sour taste running down her throat and into her stomach, making it burn. The group cheered after she did so, slamming the bottle on the table.

"Who wants more shots?" Amara asked. Everyone yelled for some more with a laugh. Liam chuckled, his hand really high up her short skirt to squeeze them. Amara giggled at the feeling, they were all too pissed to care. Her legs were nearly sprawled all over the place, also giving Noel a good view, as he didn't bother to advert his drunken gaze.

She spun off his lap, wobbling to the bar to order more drinks. As she waited for her turn, further up the bar she saw Molly talking to a random bloke. He shook his head at her question, making her roll her eyes and calling him useless. Amara walked over to her, she had her elbows on the bar in frustration.

"You alright, Mol? We're gettin' more drinks, d'ya want one?" Amara asked. She went to place a hand on Molly's shoulder, but the girl shrugged it off and turned to face her. She looked tired and sweaty. "Whoa girl-"

"What did you do with the rest of the coke?" Molly quipped flusteredly. "I put it in your pocket, right? I can't remember."

Amara held her hands up at Molly's sudden desperation, "Slow down, Mol. I-I flushed it away earlier, why-"

"You fuckin' flushed it? You twat!" Molly groaned, rolling her eyes again. "Why'd you do that?"

"'Cause your sister was on my arse about it! She noticed me." Amara snapped. "It was only a one time thing for me, I didn't know what to do with it so I got rid of it."

"You should've given it me back."

"Molly you're sixteen mate, I should've threw it away before I took it in the first place." Amara scoffed, rubbing her eyes a bit, which smudged her dark makeup even more, "I'm too drunk to be dealin' with this."

"I'll go find someone who cares then." Molly huffed, shoving past Amara in a state, heading to the exit.

"For fuck sake." Amara muttered. She looked back at the bar, the barman waiting for her order. Looking back at the exit that Molly just stormed out of, she sighed, "I'll have another round of shots and some Jägerbombs please mate."

When she got the drinks on the tray she walked back to her table, placing them down. As she bent over, Noel slapped the back of her thighs. Amara looked at him in shock.

"Thanks waitress." Noel picked up one of the shots, winking at her. He tilted his head back and quickly swallowed the liquid, his Adam's apple bobbing as he did so.

"Hey Mari, where'd Molly go?" Lara asked, her arms wrapped around Bonehead's neck, who had his hand up her skirt with a grin. "I saw her storm out."

Amara mentally groaned once again. She's pissed because I got rid of her drugs. Yeah! Her cocaine!

"Sexually frustrated." Amara lied quickly, too tipsy to care and looked at Guigsy, "Go help a girl out."

"Don't have to tell me twice." Guigsy replied quickly. Tony patted his back with a smirk, as Guigsy headed to the exit to find Molly with a skip in his step.