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lacy

"sam" i whisper, we're both sat up and i can see him about to cry. he's wipes away any sight of tears quickly before i see them "your allowed to be upset. god i cried so much at first" i chuckle "god i even cried on stage"

he lets out a gentle laugh "aye that was funny" he laughs making me nudge his shoulder "sorry i mean it was really not very funny"

"oh god no it was hilarious" i laugh with him

"the way you ran off stage" he laughs uncontrollably "and then came back on like nothing happened"

we're in balls of laughter talking about it, still is my most embarrassing memory on stage yet.

"do you want to come tonight? might be nice to have a friend there" i smile at him, i'm trying my hardest to make this not awkward. luckily he lets out a wide grin.

"i would love to"

"well i guess i best get back to do some sort of soundcheck so there actually is a show tonight" i laugh "and hope my manager doesn't slit my throat while i'm there"

"you'll get out of that management don't worry about it lac" sam smiles getting up and giving me his hands to pull myself up.

we walk along side each other in silence until we are at the opening by our cars.

"sam i don't want things to be awkward you know" i finally say breaking the silence, he turns to look at me and smiles

"well technically we work with each other because of will we talk. so it's going to be pretty fucking difficult if it's awkward between us"

he sighs and stretches, his t-shirt lifts up slightly with his arms revealing a small part of
his lower stomach.

i have to stop myself from staring as his body relaxes and his gaze lands on me again.

i cough awkwardly thinking of something to say "uh bring anyone tonight by the way, if you go round the back of the arena i'll wait for you, come around 7"

he nods "thanks lac, i'll see ya later"

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sam

"deanoooo" i call walking into the house, he's in the living room with sophie, tom, ruby, joe and daisy.

"ah perfect" i say smiling at them all "we're all going out tonight"

they all look at each other confused

"uh no we aren't, my hair is greasy" ruby says pointing to her hair in a high ponytail. i laugh at her

"we have a show to watch" i smile at them all which confuses them all even more "so i happened to run into lacy..."

all of their jaws drop "fuck off, that's why your so chirpy" sophie says with her hands resting on either side of her jaw.

"aye, she was being really fucking nice and invited us to her show tonight" i tell them all.

"nee way" sophie says with an angry look on her face "i'm not going to that cunts show! not after what she done to you, and to be honest me. she was my best friend and then just fucking got up and left!"

"soph" dean says as his girlfriend charges past me and up the stairs

"well guess sophie's not in, but you guys are right?" i smile at them, none of them reply "oh come on. ruby, daisy?"

the two girls look at each other before back at me "sam she's a wanker"

"she was going through some shit" i huff at them "it's not her fault, also i'm fine with her so why can't you be?"

"because it's not just about you" ruby tuts "we all opened up to her and trusted her just for her to block us all. did you know she's moved out?"

my stomach drops "no"

"yeah well, i drove past her flat a couple weeks ago and there was a team of people moving all
of her shit out" ruby tells me

for fuck sake "how do you know it was her stuff if she wasn't there? it could have been her neighbours"

"they were carrying out a very specific lamp i remember you gifting her for her birthday" she tells me before getting to with daisy and going upstairs to be with sophie

"well fuck" i say scratching my chin, i look at tom and joe "us then?"

"yeah i'm down" tom says with a smile from the floor, i look at joe who is scratching his head awkwardly.

"look sam i would but me and daisy just got back together and i don't want to start an another argument with her. especially not
over lacy of all things"

i huff and sit on the sofa, there's a box of beers on the floor so i take my chance and open a bottle.

"well tom i guess it's just us" i smile at him.

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