my birthday pt 1

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We had spent about three weeks in Scotland, it was like a mini holiday. We didn't do much and the band just did some recording sessions at a studio owned by their record label as Alan, their manager, was from Scotland therefore it was pretty easy to book recording sessions there. That was fun to watch, but we mainly just went to the pub every night, I hadn't been drinking much though as it hadn't seemed to be sitting well with me but I didn't mind. After the long few weeks we would be travelling to Sweden for the guys' last show before Knebworth. I was BUZZING! We would get a flight at 11pm from Edinburgh to Sweden to stop off at a city then carry on to the destination, then we'd get a bus to the hotel and by that time it would be well into the early hours of my birthday.

Before we got on the plane I saw Liam whispering to his manager, it confused me but, like I did at the concert, thought nothing of it.
He came to me and held my hand. He knew I hated planes so he said tried to make me feel comfortable about it.
"Don't worry, I'm here." He whispered in my ear. We boarded the plane, took our seats at the back and prepared for take off.
The plane started to move. I squeezed Liams hand and put myself in the right position on my seat.
"Liam." The plane was going faster now.
"Close your eyes, it's alright. I'm 'ere."
Noel was in the seat next to Liam, he looked quite worried about me but I gave him a reassuring smile and closed my eyes. I thought about the past few weeks. I'd told Noel everything, he understood why I slept with Damon. He was shocked but he got it. He was also shocked that I'd tried drugs. He was glad I'd spoken to Liam about everything and sorted it all out though. As was I. Noel was like my big brother, it was like he looked out for me more than his actual sibling but I knew he cared about Liam more than anything or anyone. He just didn't show it.
My thoughts got interrupted as the plane finally got into the air, my stomach turned and I felt like I was gonna be sick. I put my other hand over my mouth.
"Are you alright?" Liam asked, looking quite calm but also fair nauseous himself.
I shook my head. Afraid to speak.
"Don't worry, we can nip to the toilet in a minute an' we can get you something to make you feel better when we get off."
I nodded and put my head back, closing my eyes.

It was now alright to take off our seatbelts and we could get up or ask for food etc. So me and Liam got up and went into the toilet. I immediately threw up into the bowl.
"Fuck me. You're not so good are ya? Do you need to go home?"
"No. I want to stay wi-" I got interrupted by my urge to be sick.
Liam held my hair up, crouched down and rubbed my back.
"Maybe it's those drugs. I wouldn't know, ive never tried heroin like but you never know. Didn't you say you were stayin in touch with him from Blur? You could ask him?"
I lifted my head, hoping that would be the last of it and replied, "yeah, when I get my phone I will do, I'll ask if there's anythin' I can take to stop it as well."
"Yeah alright then. D'you want a mint?"
"Yeah gwon." I said with a laugh and took one from Liam , I swilled my mouth out and placed the mint in my mouth. Liam gave me a peck and we took our seats again.

I managed to fall asleep on Liam's shoulder, he slowly woke me up when the plane had landed. I have no idea how I slept through the plane landing , that was the worst part in my opinion.
"It's time to get off , love. Well not fully just at the next stop. Wanna see if we can find you somethin' to make you feel better?"
"Yeah alright." I smiled. He could be cute sometimes.
We made our way down the aisle.
"Oi, Liam." Liam didn't hear Noel shouting the first time. "Nobhead?!" He yelled, Liam turned around.
"What the fuck do you need to call me a nobhead for?"
"Cause you're fuckin deaf. Get me a pack of cigs I'll pay you back."
"Why can't you get off your lazy arse and get 'em yourself?"
"Don't be a prick." Noel looked pissed off. I just giggled to myself. "Y/N, make sure rkid gets me some, will ya?"
"Will do." I replied.
We got off the plane and went into the airport shops in search of a health section. When we found one Liam went on a little hunt for the right medicine, it was nice to see.
"Right, so, dyou need sickness tablets or these, or what about these. For fuck sake, man, why's there so many?"  He showed me multiple packets of tablets.
"Let's just get some paracetamol."
"Which ones them?"
"These, now come on." I picked up the right ones we paid, asked for some cigs for Noel and got back to the plane.
Liam chucked the cigs to Noel as we got to our part of the plane "here dickhead."
"Cheers." He put them in his pocket and before we knew it , it was time to take off again. I took two paracetamol Liam put his arm around me and I leaned back and closed my eyes. This time felt more comfortable, I don't know why or how but I just did.
The plane soon was in the air and it was nowhere near as bad as the first time. I soon fell asleep again.

Couple of hours later:
We arrived in Sweden, got on the bus and got to our hotel. Noel and the band parted ways with us and went to their rooms. Liam grabbed my hand and stopped me before our door.
"Close your eyes."
"What? Why?"
"Trust me, just close your eyes."
This must've been why he was whispering to Alan. I heard him open the door, in front of me was a gorgeous luxury suite. The bathroom was gorgeous and had a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice with scented candles around the side. "I know you're not drinkin' but that's for tonight." Liam said with a smirk.
Then we got to the king size bed. Full of rose petals, two balloons and there were little Polaroid pictures of me and Liam that we'd taken in Scotland scattered neatly on the bed.
I started to tear up. "Did you do this?"
"Yup." Liam said looking happier than ever.
"I don't deserve you." I put my hands on his chest as he hugged me and kissed my head.
"Now we have a big day tomorrow but you can either go to sleep or we can make use of the time we have on our own in this hotel room."
"Let's make use of it." I said smirking.
You can imagine what happened next. After that we fell asleep. Tomorrow, my birthday and the Sweden show, would be a biggg day.

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