The Girl In The Crowd

where the f**k 'ave you been?

A/N: ( 8/11/19 ) IMPORTANT: if you have been reading since it said 16 to 17 I have changed the age of ( well your name 😅 ) to 18 nearly 19, as I realised the age gap between the reader and Damon would be too much - I know most of you won't be that age but y'know 😂  so yeah, hope that's not too confusing 💕 enjoy! it's about to get goooood ✌🏼
Warning: arguing , mention of drugs again. ⚠️

I woke up the next morning in bed with Damon, clothes and heroin on the floor. What had I done? Where was Liam? I jumped up. My head was banging. Damon was asleep.
"Damon?" I nudged him.
"Wh-oh, yeah?"
"What time is it?"
He looked at his watch, "about half ten," he said "whats the matter?" He sat up.
"I made a big mistake. I'm so sorry."
"Why? What?"
"This. We shouldn't have slept together. I shouldn't of taken those drugs. Oh no, where's Liam?"
"Whoah, love, calm down. You said Liam was cheating on you?"
"I don't know that. I'm so sorry I shouldn't have done this."
"No, don't be sorry I get it. I had a great night. I'm just sorry you've got a boyfriend." He said flashing his gorgeous smile.
"Yeah, me fuckin too." I said holding my head in my hands. I then realised I was still naked.
"Shit, my clothes."
"Lay with me a bit longer?" Damon suggested. As much as I really, really, reallyyyy wanted to. I had a boyfriend.
"I can't, Damon, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay, I shouldn't of asked," he looked quite sad, "listen, i know you have to go but I really like you, y/n. I'd love if we could at least stay in touch. Obviously nothing more than friends, unfortunately, but I'd love to be close mates, in fact there's nothing I'd love more than that."
"Of course, erm, I have this number I could give to you. I'm getting a phone next week for my 19th birthday so I'll be able to ring you and stuff."
"19?! You don't look 19 at all. I haven't got a problem with it I'm just saying, y'know. Wow, erm. Yeah that's fine, I'll put the number in my phone, I hope we can keep speaking."
"Me too, I'll see you soon Damon. I'm so sorry." I headed to the door.
"Y/n?"
I turned around, "yeah?"
"Don't be sorry. You're amazing and, well, I don't regret it at least. Thank you."
"You know what. Thank you. You helped me escape for the night. Now back to the chaos!" I ran over to him and gave him a big hug.
"See ya Damon."
"Bye, love."
I left the room and headed for mine and Liams, I realised, it was only about 4 doors down. I was scared but I needed to see him. Hopefully he didn't know. I was glad me and Damon could stay on good terms. He was so understanding. Maybe that was because he was older though, he may have been through more.

There it was, our bedroom door, in front of me. The handle just inches away, not one single part of me wanted to open it but I had to. My trembling fingers opened the door. Liam was sat on the edge of the bed. He looked, hurt. Not physically, emotionally.
"Liam?" I said shakily.
"Where the fuck 'ave you been?" He avoided any eye contact.
"Why?"
"Why? What the fuck, y/n?! I know where you were. You were with fuckin' Albarn weren't you? Shagging him now are you?"
"What?! Liam. How would you know that, like?"
He got up and stood in front of me, this time looking me dead in the eye.
"You wanna know how I know, do ya? I found this, on the floor outside his room," he showed me a ring, it was silver with a black gem on it, skulls embroidered into the sides. It was a present off my Dad before he left for his new job in America. I was gonna go with him but I couldn't leave mum. The ring was one of the couple I was wearing when I met Liam. He was fond of it, told me he would buy me one like it one day and marry me cause I was the one, he said this when we were laying on his bed once this past week, we'd had loads of deep talks. I couldn't believe it had fell off.
I looked down at the floor. He got closer to me.
"you wanna know how else I know you were in there, shagging him?" I didn't answer. "DO YA?" He yelled.
"Gwon." I jumped in shock of him shouting.
"Cause I fucking heard you. Shouting his name," he started to imitate me "oh Damon, yes Damon, faster Damon." This made me want to laugh as I laughed at everything but I was too scared to move, he was harmless but I was struck down to the floor by guilt.
"One day after we did? Why'd you do it?" He asked.
"Do you wanna know why? Because while you disappeared he made me feel good, he comforted me, and you know why, because of this!" I showed him the picture that the girl in the crowd outside had given me.
"What the fuck? Who took that?" He said, as if he had no idea what it was.
"Care to explain that?"
"Yeah actually I will. I was in that club we were in the other day and you'd nipped to the toilet right, and then as soon as whoever she fuckin' was saw you were gone she came over and said she was a big fan right and gave me a hug, next minute she was fucking kissing me, I was drunk y'know so it took me a minute and then I pushed her away as quickly as I realised it weren't you right and told her I have a bird, so she went. For fuck sake y/n , why didn't you just tell me?"
I slid down the closed door onto the floor.
"Shit, shit, shit. I'm horrible. I'm so sorry." My eyes started to fill up.
"So you have no feelings for that posh twat at all?"
"What have I told you about callin him that?"
"Fine. You've got no feelings for him out of Blur then have ya?"
"No. Well not in that way anyway. I want to stay in touch with him because I promise, he looked after me, Liam. He was really nice. But I only want you and I thought if you didn't want only me then I'd try and get back at you and make you want me." I didn't know what I was saying it was all just coming out as gibberish.
"I love you Liam. I really do and I'm so sorry. If you want me to leave and go home I understand and I'll do it I ju-" Liam got down on the floor and kissed me.
"Shurrup, will ya. I get it. I'd probably do the same. He was alright then, with you I mean, didn't hurt you or nothin'?"
"No, no. He was lovely. I know you probably wanna kill him but it was my fault not his I promise."
"It's fine. Because I love you and I'll respect who you are and wanna be mates with, I'll let him off." I think I was changing Liam. His soft and forgiving side was out, which I didn't know he had. Especially not towards Damon at least.
"But I swear to God, happens again I'll fucking snap his legs, alrite?" Or maybe not.
"I promise never again. One more thing though."
"What?"
"I tried drugs."
"No you never." He said with a smirk as if he was proud of me. "Just didn't think ya would."
"I won't be doin it again anyway."
"Don't blame ya. What was it? I heard Albarn's on Heroin."
"Yep that's the one."
"Don't like the look of it me."
"Ooo, Liam Gallagher refusing drugs." We both laughed.
"I'm sorry again, I really am." I said hugging him.
"Just forget about it now. You're forgiven. Keep bangin' on about it and I'll leave you 'ere."
"Sorry," I looked into his eyes. "I love you, you arsehole."
"I love you too, dickhead."

A/N: I know that wasn't too realistic as Liam would definitely have gone and killed Damon but no room for violence in this book! 😂 hope you enjoyed! Look forward to moreeee dramaaaa! ✌🏼