''Where have Camden, Shae and your mum gone?'' she asks, painting her nails a light blue.

''They've gone for an outing or something. That's what my mum called it, anyway.''

''Oh right. So the boys and Cam are coming round today, yeah?''

''Yeah. I'm not sure if Mel, Lily, Ella and Katie are coming though.''

''I hope so, they're nice.''

''Yeah, they are.''
I reach over and turn my CD player on. Ed Sheeran's song, Drunk bursts out of the speakers.

I wanna be drunk when I wake up,

On the right side of the wrong bed,

And every excuse I made up,  

Tell you the truth I hate,  

What didn't kill me, it never made me stronger at all.

Love will scar your makeup,

lip sticks to me,  

So now I'll maybe lean back there,

I'm sat here, wishing I was sober,  

I know I'll never hold you, like I used to.


But our house get's cold when you cut the heating,  

Without you to hold, I'll be freezing,  

Can't rely on my heart to beat it, 

'Cause you take part of it every evening,  

Take words out of my mouth just from breathing,  

Replace with phrases like 'when you leaving me?'  


Should I,  

Should I,

Maybe I'll get drunk, again.

I'll be drunk, again,  

I'll be drunk, again,

To feel a little love.


I wanna hold your heart in both hands,  

Now I'll watch you fizzle at the bottom of a coke can,  

And I've got no plans for the weekend,  

So should we speak then? Keep it between friends?  

Though I know you'll never love me, like you used to.


There may be other people like us,  

Will see the flicker of the clipper when they light our,  

Flames just create us, burns don't heal like before,

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