Filling The Gap...

Katie

"You want a drink?"

Cameron shouts over the loud music as we push through the overcrowded bar. Loud cheers are called out when lights begin to flash on the small stage in the corner of the pub signaling everyone that the live music would shortly start. People's elbows dig into me as Cameron guides me to a booth where the rest of the band were.

Amy sits in the middle of Nash and Scott, all of them holding empty shot glasses as they place them back on to a tray in the middle of the table where more full shots are. I had only met Nash a couple of times from when me and Cameron would go back to his mum's place and fool around, always being patient with me when it became a bit too much not feeling ready for that to happen yet.

"Yo yo guys."

Nash laughs when he greets us. Nash was the smallest out of the guys, his arms and chest covered in tattoos. His light purple newly dyed short hair spiked up. I smile as he gets up and leans over to kiss me lightly on the cheek, the smell of alcohol and something else reeking off his clothes and skin.

Scott continues to stare at the full shot glass that he picks up, he doesn't look at all in my direction or even acknowledge me. His lips turning into a thin straight line, Amy squeezes pass Nash as he sits back down, her body pressing on to his as I pretend not to see his hand graze against her bottom. Cameron who is staring at the stage missing the little interaction between them both, pulls me in closer to him. I wonder if he knew about them? Amy's cheeks blushing slightly as she excuses herself to the toilet, Nash then announcing that he also needed a piss following not that far behind her.

I could just imagine what them two were really getting up too. But here? When the pub is already so full of people.

"I'm going to go get us some drinks, lemonade okay?"

Cameron says in my ear before I can tell him that I was okay, he moves away from me and back to the direction of the bar. Not wanting to be left alone with Scott, but here we were.

"You haven't told him."

Scott says. His fingers moving the glass around in his hand as some of the liquor drops out of it.

"No. But I will if I have too."

Our eyes meeting when I threaten him.

"Who was your friend? He looked familiar for some reason, even knew where I lived. Got through the whole of our security without been seen or setting the alarms off."

My friend? Did he mean William? Not believing that William would go to his house. Why would he? He had no reason to visit Scott. Though he had asked me if Scott had bothered me at anytime.

"He said he would kill me if I ever put another finger on you or even went near you. Seeing as your dating Cameron that's going to be slightly difficult to do, since were in a band together. So can you tell him nothing will happen so he stops posting dog shit through my letter box every morning."