Damon Albarn Oneshots

Fix Me

This is gonna be angsty, there is mentions of previous domestic violence and there is a flashback of abuse in this, just fully warning you. But I hope you enjoy.

Your POV

I was talking to Liam on the phone as I walked into the living room, while Damon was sat watching TV.

I laughed at some stupid joke Liam told, but as I looked over at Damon, I caught him looking at me with a dirty look.

I rolled my eyes, typical. I quickly said to Liam, "We'll definitely need to hang out again, catch up on things. I'll call you soon, okay, bye."

I hung up the phone and sighed loudly. Damon was being an utter child, and he's older then Liam. He and Oasis aren't exactly... friends, the problem was that Liam was childhood friend and I wasn't going to let some stupid band rivalry get in the way of that.

Even if he's against my boyfriend.

Every time I speak about Liam or if I hang out with him or if I talk to Liam, he gets in a mood with me and gets instantly jealous.

I was getting really sick of it, he just needed to learn to put up with it. I walked over to him and stood in front of the telly.

I said in a monotone voice, "Right, Damon. We need to talk."

Damon pretended I wasn't either there, I rolled my eyes. He is literally a massive spoilt child.

I sighed loudly and eventually asked again, "Damon, can we please just talk?"

He ignore me again, as he continued to watch the TV. I officially was done with being nice.

I turned around and shut off the TV. Damon exclaimed, "I was watching that!"

I muttered, "Oh my fucking god."

I then exclaimed, "Tough! We're gonna fucking talk, wherever you like it or not!"

Damon argued, "Talk about what? Like the fact that you'd rather talk to unibrow Liam then your own fuckin' boyfriend?!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I shouted, "You can't be fucking serious, me and Liam are just friends, for fuck sake?! Why can't you see that?!"

Damon then exclaimed, "Well, it's kinda of hard to not think like that when you talk to him all the time."

"Because he's my fucking friend, Damon! We've been fucking friends since we were six! I know you don't fucking like him, but you're just gonna have to put up with it?!" I explained as I gripped my hair out of frustration.

Damon argued back, "Yeah, and you know what else he's done?! He takes up all my time with you?! You're always going out doing something him, you don't even stay in the fuckin' house anymore?! It's like you've forgotten me?! I'm supposed to be your boyfriend, for fuck sake?!"

I shouted back, "This is so stupid, I only go out with him like once a month, you're fucking overreacting like always?! I'm sorry you get easily jealous, but you better fucking sort it because it's fucking driving me crazy!"

"Well, it's not my fuckin' fault that I don't want him to try and stick his tongue down your throat?! I don't trust him, Y/N?!" He exclaimed as he stood up.