You and The Gorillaz [OLD AND DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 12: Back Home

(A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the wait. It's been almost two months since the last update. School's tough lol. As for you Americans, enjoy your summer.)

Y/N's POV

It's been a day since the concert now, and it was really just overwhelming. They'll leave *Y/C in two days which is kinda sad. I'll miss them. But hey, we made their last show for their tour worth it, and life happens, I guess.

I then got a text from my parents saying they'll be out of town for a while and I'll need to watch over the house for them. So that meant I had to leave. I broke the news to them during lunch as soon as I had the guts to do so.

"Uhhh guys..." I started. "What?" Murdoc said with his mouth full. "My parents are going out of town. So uh... they said they need me to stay in the house for a while." As I said that everybody's attention was drawn on me. "You're no' guna stay a' Kong wif us?" 2-D asked. "I'm afraid not. Sorry." Did they actually plan to have me living with them? Oh my gosh.

"Hey we should, y'know, go somewhere here for the last time with Y/N, before we say goodbye." Russel suggested. "Ah man, I'm not sure about that, Russ. My parents would kill me." I had to say, sadly. "But it's okaaaayyyy!" Noodle pouted. I see she would kinda miss me, too, which really hurt to look at. "Aw Noods, I'll try, mkay?" I hoped so hard my parents would allow it. After eating I excused myself and got on my phone to call my mum. After what seemed to be five rings, she picked up.

"Hello?" My mum spoke into the speakers "Y/N dear are you coming home today?"

"Uhhh yeah, mum about that..." I began. "I'll go home to put my stuff back... Then can I, y'know, have one last dinner or something with them?" I heard a sigh coming from my mum on the phone. "Th-they'll be leaving in two days. Please?" I added to make her allow me. There was a few minutes of silence after I said that. "I'll talk about it with your father." She finally spoke. "Okay, bye. Love ya." I said and hung up.

"So, what'd she say?" 2-D asked me. "Ehh, we need to wait, they're still thinking 'bout it." I answered and he just nodded. I walked up to the couch and sat on it. Three minutes later I eventually got a text from my dad. "You can go" It said. "GUYS!! I CAN GO!" I yelled louder than I should have. "Yaaayy!!" Noodle rejoiced. "I'll be going there first, to leave my stuff and say goodbye to my parents."

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I got home to see my parents one last time in a while handing me the keys to the house. I hugged them goodbye and they drove to their destination. When I got inside, I plopped down all my things in one place and headed to my room. I felt so relaxed. I mean, I did love the band's company, but there's no place like home. Eventually, I got bored, little by little I kept carrying the things I put down upstairs to my room, my guitar was first, of course.

I was home alone and free! I quickly turned on the TV and watched some Rick and Morty (A/N: change it if you don't like the show lol) and had some potato chips. When I got to the table, I found some cash and a note. "If you get hungry, here's money -mum and dad" It was about 50 dollars on there. I think they want me to not spend it all at once. Sure, I'll try. The day turned into night and I got sleepy. I literally slept at four in the morning for the past few days, who could blame me? I threw my keys across the room. I was sleepy, okay? Plus, I didn't want to get up and place it somewhere proper.

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I woke up at nine in the morning this time, and I'm pretty sure. we meet up at four, so I've still got a lot of time. I took a shower immediately, I take long. Before I got in I turned on my Bluetooth speakers and blasted some music in there. My neighbors were probably still sleeping, they were pissed off again I guess. I really am back home, huh?

I wore the clothes I was gonna wear for later already but I don't really care. I'm just a bit excited that's all. They said they'd be picking me up in their car. That's better. But I've got to admit, I loved staying at the back of the jeep, even though I nearly died on there.

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It was something like three o'clock now and I'm bored already. I decided to call Layla to come over. She lives somewhat near here. So I called them up and they got here. We did some pretty stupid stuff like explode random things in the microwave, that was pretty cool.

"Hey you're dressed up. Where ya going to anyway?" Layla asked. "Dunno. I'm going with the band at four, though." I replied. "Uhhh Y/N… it's already four thirty." They told me. Wait, what?! I'm gonna text Russel.

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4:32 P.M.,  Thursday
You: eyyy russ da man where my eel at
You: its like 4:30 or smth what time you gonna pick me up?
You: u online man.
You: whos picking me up btw is it just one of u or...
You: nvm i'll text someone else
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"Ah man, he won't reply!" I said. Layla turned "Huh? Let me see..." She got my phone and read the messages. "You're already that comfortable with them to talk to them like that?" They asked. "Mm-hm. Guess so." I just answered. Ya know what? I'm gonna text 2-D instead.

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4:42 P.M., Thursday
You: hey blu boi are we still going?
You: i dont have a car btw so uh plz reply
You: do i have to be murdoc for u to notice me...
You: ok then.
You: "OI FACEACHE"
You: is dat gud
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Okay nevermind let's just wait.

Layla and I just flopped on the floor and couch waiting for something to happen. I got my guitar upstairs and played a few songs while she was reading something. It's this app called Wattpad, they told me to try it so I got an account and it's full of fanfiction. Huh.

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It's 5:30 or something already and they're still not here. I should've just called a taxi but my lazy arse doesn't wanna use the money. Layla was reading some X Reader fanfics. That's what Wattpad does to a person I guess. I was about to call it a day and get dressed in my normal clothes but just then I heard someone knocking on the door.

"Y/N it's us! Sorry, we're a bi' late!"

It was 2-D. Finally. I opened the door and Layla and I were getting our stuff. She walked back home as I went with 2-D. I didn't bother putting back my guitar in its case. I put my phone in my pocket as it lost internet connection. It seemed like my mum messaged me, but eh, it could wait.

3rd Person's POV

Y/N got in the band's car and put their phone in their pocket. They started talking to the rest and didn't seem to notice their mother's message

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5:42 P.M., Thursday
Mum: hi y/n. dont forget to lock the house. have a great day. Love you.
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"This day is gonna be perfect. Did I forget something? Nah." Y/N thought to him/herself.

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Sorry it had to be short. You guys waited a long time and I give you this AHAHA. But hey it's better than nothing. This is a true story, actually. Replace Gorillaz with my cousins though, and make Layla Samlikezhobbiez101