Damian and Cameron entered the small pub and suddenly loud cheers were heard within the room, a group of men were sat by a table all looking over at the two boys and smiling cheerily, they obviously had already started drinking.

Damian waved over at them and led Cameron towards the group of men. Cameron stood awkwardly to the side, not knowing what to say or do as Damian talked actively to the men. Damian suddenly remembered Cameron and turned to his friend with a wide smile.

"Cam, this is Celtic Thunder and a couple of family friends!" He exclaimed excitedly, Cameron looked over to the men and smiled brightly at them.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you. You won't believe how much Damo talks about you." Cameron told the men, who all smirked and looked over at a flushed Damian.

"Damo?" Paul questioned, laughing at the nickname. "That's cute" Damian blushed even more and nudged the other Irishman.

"Shut up" He muttered, Paul let out a hearty laugh and slapped Damian on the back. He looked over at Cameron and gave the blonde haired boy his best glare.

"Woah—woah I always call you Damo, no need to look at me like that" Cameron said defensively, lifting his hands up in the air. The group of men laughed and offered to buy Cameron and Damian drinks which they accepted humbly.

After a couple of drinks Cameron could very well say that he was slightly drunk, his vision was becoming hazy. He looked over at Damian who was laughing at something one of the men was telling him over the other side of the room, Cameron smiled at his friend. How a guy like Damian managed to wander into his life out of the blue Cameron would never know but he was so grateful that it happened.

Damian caught Cameron's eye and smiled drunkenly at him, waving his half-drained pint in the air gesturing for Cameron to come over. Cameron smirked and stood up, wobbling slightly as if he was walking on somebody else's legs.

"Woah, steady!" Cameron heard a voice from next to him as a hand reached out to steady him, he looked down at the man him and Damian were talking to when they first entered the pub, it was Paul wasn't it?

"Hey why don't you sit down for a bit?" Paul asked, Cameron bit his lip and looked over at Damian who was still smiling at Cameron expectantly. "Don't worry about him; he can have his man back soon enough" Cameron rose his eyebrow at 'his man' but sat down in the seat next to the Irishman anyway.

"Listen, Damian's basically my best friend. I've grown up with the kid and he has a tough time reaching out to people." Paul cut off to take a gulp of beer and wiped his mouth before continuing. "He seems to trust you; does he tell you a lot of stuff?" Paul asked, Cameron nodded.

"Yeah—I mean we tell each other everything" Cameron responded, his voice slurred from the alcohol.

"Everything you say?" Paul asked, scratching his face as he did so. "Well I have to say I'm really surprised, Damian doesn't like opening up to people. He's not an emotional type of person" Paul trailed off as they heard a shout from behind them, both men turned around to see Damian laughing.

"Come on, Cam." Damian shouted again, Cameron grinned and turned apologetically to Paul.

"Go on, I'll let you off this time" Paul said with a wink, Cameron smiled and thanked him before walking over to go talk to Damian. Damian wrapped an arm around Cameron's shoulders and started talking animatedly into the blonde boy's ear.

Paul smiled fondly at both of the boys, he casted one more knowing look to Cameron and Damian before turning back to his beer.

"I am so drunk" Damian slurred, his arm was still hung loosely around Cameron's neck.

"You look it" Cameron responded hazily, Damian gave him a toothy smile.

"We're gonna have to leave soon, Mam'll be wonderin' where we are" Damian responded, his accent seemed to get thicker with the more alcohol he consumes. Cameron nodded and put down his drink.

"I'm fine with that" He grinned at Damian. He locked his eyes with Damian and inwardly gasped at the intenseness of the blue, they were so bright, so piercing. It could have been the alcohol but Cameron honestly felt encaptured in the Irish boy's eyes. As if he couldn't look away, he couldn't miss out on any second of the pure loveliness of them.

A smile played on the Irish boy's lips, his lips. Cameron must be drunk because never have Damian's lips looked so inviting, he just really wanting to kiss Damian, to feel those lips on his own. He trailed his eyes over Damian's features, he had never realised how beautiful Damian actually was. How his eyes stood out against his skin, how plump and cute his lips looked. How kissable they looked. Suddenly a soft, surprised voice sounded from behind both of the boys, snapping Cameron out of his trance.

"Damian? Oh my god is that you?" Cameron laid his eyes on a small, lovely girl. With wavy brown hair and hazel eyes. She was beautiful, she looked a year or so younger than Damian. Cameron glanced quickly at Damian, Damian looked surprised and a little reserved, as if he felt guilty about something.

"Shell" he muttered under his breath, the bewilderment in his voice held some sort of longing, a tinge of hope. That's when it hit Cameron. He knew who this girl was, well, he knew of her.

This girl was the one who Damian had to give up for The Glee Project. This was the girl Damian was previously in love with and still obviously had feelings for. This was the love of Damian's life.

Cameron did two things; he turned to Damian with the most hurt, the most jealous and the most purely seething look upon his face which made Damian's eyebrows shoot up in confusion. And then he threw up, all over Damian's shoes.

A/N: Okay so the ending of this one made me laugh harder than it should have. It's not even that funny I just started hysterically laughing for no reason; I swear I'm going crazy. But anyway! Dun dun duuuuunnnn Cam's jealous, the love of Damo's life is back in the picture, who's Damo going to choose? Oh I wonder. Anyway, sorry it took like 2 days till I updated, I've been pretty busy!