"Ladies and Gentleman, it might not be June,
but WE are the fuckin' Junes."
When Amara Watson, future frontwoman of 'The Junes', realises her feelings for the famous future frontman of Oasis, Liam Gallagher, despite finding herself in a whirlwind o...
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A few months passed ever since the Rolling Stone magazine came out, publishing the official report on Liam and Amara's engagement. It had been a few months since they got engaged, and Amara couldn't be happier. The Junes' were now on tour around the UK, and Liam went back on tour as well with Oasis to different countries about a month ago. Amara wished she could've been with him, but she couldn't. She had her own band to think about.
New year, new tour, new start. Amara, Lara and Molly practised all time before their first official show, as they hadn't performed together in over a year. It was certainly enjoyable to be together again.
Their gigs went amazingly as well like usual. The women would have a practice session for a bit before performing, then partied until they had to get back on the road to their next stop.
However, sometimes Amara couldn't sing at the practice sessions as she had been feeling a bit icky lately, always throwing up when she had to sing.
It was quite embarrassing, especially since this tour was very important for the women.
The rocking of the coach they were traveling on didn't help, neither did the nerves that settled in her stomach before a gig. But Amara was looked after by everyone, including Liam despite their distance with long phone calls of reassurance. She even took a trip to the doctor to make sure everything was alright before they had to go to the rest of Europe for the tour.
Everyone, including Amara, shrugged it off as nerves.
She was chilled out on the sofa in the coach, her legs swinging about as her guitar was on her lap. Secretly, she was just waiting for the phone to ring as Liam would usually call her at this time. Once her phone rang, Amara eagerly took it off the table and answered immediately.
"Well that was quick." Liam chuckled.
"I've missed you too much." Amara sheepishly grinned, "How's Italy? Wish I was there."
"It's alright. Just a place full of pasta and fuck all else. It'd be better if you were here. Bloody management for not lettin' us tour together." He honestly spoke, sighing in the process.
