The Junes | Liam Gallagher ° OASIS

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE: MOORISH

When Amara woke up, everything felt cold. There was no one lying next to her anymore. Liam has gone, all traces of him had disappeared as if he was never there.

She half expected him to stay, or at least wait until she woke up, but he didn't. The other part of her told her to expect it. She felt miserable, but this was still her fault too. She told him to fix this, and this was his way of doing so.

She slipped out of bed, creaking open the door quietly as she heard Lara snoring loudly from her room. Molly's bedroom door was wide open, Amara walked past it and noticed she wasn't there.

The woman went downstairs and into the living room, she saw Molly talking into the phone confusedly. Her hair was messy, and her eye bags were very noticeable even though she slept in her makeup as it was all smudged.

"A baby store? She's pregnant?! What?! Wait- she's not pregnant? Lara told you- what! Why am I the last one to find shit out?" Molly rambled, her hand rubbing her forehead in confusion, trying to get over her hangover at the same time. When the blonde woman noticed Amara, she looked at her with wide eyes and motioned to the phone. "Speakin' of the devil herself, she's 'ere!"

Amara was handed the phone, giving an awkward smile to Molly, who looked fuming, but still had no idea what was going on. "Hello?" She asked, not knowing who was on the phone.

"Amara! It's Samantha." Sam replied, "I was just clearing up the things that's being said about you on the news. I'm assuming you've heard?"

"Yeah, unfortunately, after bein' woken up by Lara as soon as she found out. The woman gave me a bloody heart attack." Amara replied, trying to humourise the situation.

"Right, well I was calling for you really, but I didn't realise that Molly didn't know so I had to fill her in. Sorry." Sam continued. "I'm just letting you know that management is dealing with most of what the tabloids are trying to claim, about you being pregnant and all. However, the affair.. it's not good news."

"Thanks for tryin' anyway, Sammy. What's bein' said?" Amara asked, tugging the chord nervously as Molly was perched on the arm of the sofa intriguedly.

"After everything that's happened between you and Liam in the past year, it's best to deny the allegations that you're dating. People have found about the affair.." Sam informed the woman, "Maggie told me that management want the information to be public. Says it gives you both a 'Manchester Bad Boy/Girl look'."

"Are you bein' serious?" Amara scoffed at the last part.

"Not my words. I told them you wouldn't like it, but my hands are tied here. It's supposed to make your image seem more desirable."

"That sounds ridiculous." Amara rolled her eyes. "But everyone knows I'm not pregnant, right?"

"I assure you, everyone knows that you're not pregnant."

"Thank fuck."

"Don't worry about it all, just don't be seen with any men.. for a while. I'm going to see Maggie and the reps later, so I'll keep you updated." Sam added, "If you don't want me to then I won't tell anyone, but if you don't mind me asking, what's happening between you and Liam?"

"I'm lettin' him fix this with Patsy.. the right way without me bein' involved. It's easier that way, I think." She replied, questioning herself as she spoke. "So I don't wanna speak to him anyway for a while. We tried to give it a go, but it's just not fair."

Amara heard Samantha sigh, "Well, like I've told you before, you're a good one, and be careful okay? I'll chat to you later. I'm sure Molly has a bunch of questions."