Beetlebum - Damon Albarn

8

"I'm going to the bathroom." I yelled to Liam who was sat next to me over the loud music.

I shuffled past him since he decided not to move from his seat to left me past.

I entered the cold bathroom, instantly feeling like my mind wasn't so clouded. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my cheeks were rosy due to the heat of the room, I put my cold hands against them in attempts to cook them down.

I girl was sat on the floor of one of the stall, doing what I'd become all too familiar in this club; cocaine.

She had waist length, light brown hair and thick eyeliner coated around her golden brown eyes.

She saw me watching and smiled, "alright, love?"

I averted my eyes nodding.

She continued to speak, "you want some?"

I looked back to her, a smile on my face, "are you sure?"

"Yeah, go for it." She stood up moving so I could go in for some.

She showed me how to 'gum it' by putting some on my finger and telling me to rub it against the top of my gum. I was confused as to why until thirty seconds later when my gums because numb, an odd sensation that I enjoyed.

She laughed at my reaction, "I'm Ariana." She said.

The bathroom was far quieter than the busy club, "Astrid." I told her.

"Well, Astrid," she said, standing up from being knelt next to me, "you can have the rest of this bag," she handed me the tiny ziplock bag that still had a fair amount of its contents in, "and here's my number if you ever want more." She quickly scribbled her number down along with her name, giving me a wink and exiting.

I was left confused but securely tucked the little baggie safely away. Standing up and retreating back to the loud room.

I made my way to the bar, downing two jäger bombs, I was a man on a mission and knew exactly what it was.

I started making my way to the table in the far back corner that I crossed my fingers would be filled by the cheeky southerners.

My face lit up as I saw them all sat together, their usual seating arrangement. Damon and Graham were laughing together, Dave and Alex were lighting up cigarettes.

Alex noticed me first, a smile illuminating his face, "Astrid! It's been a while!" He exclaimed laughing.

"It's been like, a week." I laughed back to the long haired lad.

"Six days too long." He smiled.

I turned to Damon who was now looking at me, smiling, "I need to talk to you."

He arose to his feet, walking in front of me to a wall even further away from the loud music.

"What's up, darl?" He leant against the wall on his side facing me.

I mirrored his movement, "I wanted to apologise."

"For what?" He took out a fag, offering me one - that I took - and lit them both for us.

"I was a dick the other day." I averted my eyes from his.

He shrugged, "I get it," he took a puff from his smoke, "you're right, I'm in a relationship it was a mistake."

I lowered my head as he continued to speak, "and plus that Gallagher seems to have something going on with you."

I groaned, "how many times do I have to say there's nothing going on with me and Liam?"

"So you aren't sleeping with him?" He looked me in the eyes,

"I'm not going out with him."

"So you're just shagging?"

When I failed to answer, too embarrassed to say he continued, "Do you fancy him?"

"Not enough for him to be my boyfriend."

"If you don't want a serious relationship its ok, you know?" He stubbed out his cigarette, "You're young, don't get into something like that at your age."

"Alright old man." I laughed, "you're not that much older?"

"How old are you?" He asked.

"21 now." I smiled, finishing my fag.

"Now?" He raised a brow.

I turned to face him, "today's my birthday." I mumbled.

His face was filled with excitement, he grabbed my hand, "Let me buy you a drink?!"

He started to drag me off when I pulled my hand away, stopping us both in our tracks. He turned to face me with a questioning glance.

"About what I wanted to talk to you about..." he leaned back against the wall, I shuffled my feet anxiously, apparently coke and alcohol doesn't cure my nerves as much as it should, "I lied, y'know..."

"About what?" He furrowed his brows.

"What we did wasn't so wrong." I said quietly, he stood up straight, widening his eyes though not by much, "I actually enjoyed it a lot..." I trailed off.

"What're you trying to say here, Astrid?" He squinted, trying time understand if he interpreted what I was saying right.

"Are you busy tomorrow morning?" I trailed off.

"Not that I know of? Why?"

"I was just thinking," I looked him in the eyes, "maybe you'd want to spend the night at mine?"

His mouth quickly turned to a smirk, "What made you change your mind?"

I went up close to him, whispering in his ear, "I missed the way you touched me." I seductively said.

Though it wasn't 100% true due to the fact I couldn't really remember our night together, I knew what I wanted and how to get it, and at this moment I wanted Damon.

We skipped away together, through the club, leaving as soon as possible, "wait I need to get my coat, meet me by the door?"

I made my way back to the oasis table, Bonehead and Guigsy were in a drinking competition, who could down their pint the quickest, and Noel seemed cosy with a pretty blonde girl on his lap, Liam on the other hand looked bored out of his mind.

That was until he notice me, his eyes lit with excitement, "I thought you'd never come back!" He exclaimed happily.

"I'm actually off." I told him embarrassingly, sad that I possibly ruined his now good mood.

"Oh," his eyes fell flat, "you want me to come with you?" He smirked.

I giggled, "I'm okay thanks Liam."

"C'mon I'll give you a great birthday present." He wiggled his brows suggestively, "I'm boreddddddd." He elongated the word.

"Go find another girl and show her a good time." I ruffled his hair.

"You're the only girl I want." He smiled charmingly, charmingly drunk that is.

"Not tonight Liam," I sighed, getting annoyed slightly by his persistence, "I'm waiting for a call off me mam."

"Whatever." He grumbled.

I sighed leaving them, flicking Noel on the back of his ear as I passed whilst he was snogging the girl on his lap.

Noel turned and looked to Liam next to him, presuming it was his younger brother that did it he punched him in the shoulder.

I could hear them bickering from behind as I left, greeting Damon who gave a wide smile as he saw me.

In no time we were back at my rented home, undressing each other as we passed through the different rooms.

Undressing was never anything sensual with Liam, it was a quick thing done to get to business.
But with Damon it was a beautiful act that increased our longing for each other.

I imagined this was what it was like most times for him, pretended this was my normal just for one night.