#until my last breath to get some oasis tix!!!!!!!!!!!!

[manny-jacinto]

I’m so happy they’re reuniting!

same!!! i love the memes going around where people say it's the only time you should pay for the ticketmaster insurance because they sure as hell might break up again before their first date lmao

[stardust2003]

Madferit: The Novel - Chapter 25

           The day had finally come...well almost finally come anyway. The album was set to be released in one day and everyone was counting down the final hours.

To ring in this highly anticipated event, the boys decided they'd do a free and private gig at the Virgin Megastore in London. Approximately three-hundred lucky fans would be invited inside at midnight to help Oasis unveil their sophomore album to a very suspecting public.

They wouldn't be helping the whole Oasis though – just a few select members. Liam and Noel were a given, of course, but then there was a matter of their accompaniment. It was going to be an acoustic gig with Liam on vocals, Noel on guitar and backup vocals (with at least one chance for a solo vocal performance), and Alan on drums. Guigsy was still out of commission with no word on when he'd return. There was still no need for Scott or Bonehead though. An acoustic set doesn't need two fucking guitars and sure as hell doesn't need a fucking bass.

Bet you can't guess whose philosophy that last statement was.

Regardless, Bonehead and Scott weren't too bothered and decided to spend their last bit of free time with their respective women and families. The bus was scheduled to leave for Blackpool only hours after the launch party to begin a week-long tour in England before jetting off Stateside.

No stop in Cleveland this time around. Pittsburgh though. And David Letterman.

The boys were so excited about the evening they started partying as soon as they woke up on October first. Not that that was unusual or anything.

I stayed away from it all. Somebody had to. And technically I was still part of the management/baby-sitting crew. I didn't mind it though. I liked having a clear head. Liam and Noel got decidedly Freudian when they were on the goodtime, both believing it helped them focus on stage. The paranoia usually didn't come until the after parties when they were just trying to stay awake and keep going.

They were used to hangovers.

"We're Irish for fuck's sake!"

And they were good at just sleeping off whatever chemicals they pumped into their systems. Afterwards came the requests for bacon sandwiches and tea...and on the rare occasion, whining for their mother's cakes.

People crowded in as close as they were allowed up to the stage inside the store. There was still time to wait before three lovely lads graced them with their presence.

I hung with said lads in some back room of the store that was functioning as their dressing room. Each of them had emptied at least two of the provided green bottles and sent at least one little baggy of a certain white powder up their nose.

"Can't remember the words now." Liam said with a slight grin. "I'm off me tits!"

It was hard to tell if he was joking or not. Even when he could remember the words, he'd still fuck them up on purpose sometimes just to piss Noel off.

He was making me nervous. I have no idea why though. I'd seen him drunk and high so many times I lost count.

Still, some part of me felt this need to worry about him.

"Well ya better fuckin' remember 'em, ya cunt!" Noel barked. "You'll not fuck up this gig, d'ya hear me?"

"Alright!" Liam yelled back. "Just keep your fuckin' shirt on!"

"You-"

"Alright that's enough!" Alan screamed as he jumped between the two of them to prevent either one from lunging at the other. "Jesus Christ! Your mum's here!"

"You what?" Noel looked at him curiously.

"I'm here!" A familiar Irish voice replied.

We all turned to see Peggy standing in the doorway.

"Mam!" Liam exclaimed as he ran over to her. He threw his arms around her, wrapping her as tight as he could. "I've missed you so fuckin' much! I'm so glad you're here! This is all because a you, Mam! If it weren't for you we wouldn't even be here!"

"I know." She agreed with that soft smile of hers.

He sniffed. "I'm so happy, Mam! You've no idea." He sniffed again. And again. I thought it was just his nose acting up from all the blow but then I realized...

He was crying.

Tears of joy, of course. And rightfully warranted. Peggy took the liberty of wiping them away for him.

"How'd ya get here?" Noel asked her after Liam was taken care of. "I know we wanted ya to come but-"

"Your Meg." She cut him off. "Sorted my train ticket."

"She what?!"

"You heard her, Noel." I piped up trying not to let the start of my anger show. "Don't make her repeat herself."

He looked at me, those blue eyes filling with shock. "I had no idea-"

"Course you didn't." I finished his sentence and then went across the room to talk to Maggie.

"He's not lying, you know." Maggie informed me. "Meg took it upon herself to arrange Peggy's ticket. Thought it'd be a nice gesture since she's never been to London. Plus she thought Noel'd like the idea."

I rolled my eyes. "So let me get this straight." I began. "I've fucked up my chances with keeping Noel because I didn't think to send for his mother? I just figured-"

"Come on, Addie! Don't be ridiculous! You know Noel cares about you and so does Peggy. Trust me, she was going to be here regardless of who got her here. This is a big day for them. There's no way she'd miss it."

I knew she was right but I still couldn't help worrying. "Is Meg coming?"

"Not that I'm aware of." She replied. "She knows the boys are leaving tomorrow for Blackpool and there really isn't much time to dick around."

"Yeah." I said softly.

"He's yours, Adds. Trust me."

I breathed a small sigh of relief. Maggie wouldn't lie to me. She wouldn't bull shit, even for the band.

The clock was about a minute away from striking midnight. I followed the guys to the side of the stage.

The crowd went insane when they finally came out, with Liam leading the way.

"I can't remember the words, right?" He informed them. "I'm off me tits!"

'He's joking.' I hopefully thought. 'He's just joking.'

He sauntered around in typical Liam fashion while Noel and Alan took their places on stage.

"Does this guitar sound alright?" Noel asked the audience after he sat down and gave it a strum.

Whether it did or not didn't seem to matter. People went nuts just hearing him speak. And goodness knows I did too.

The set began and Liam actually remembered the lyrics...for the most part anyway. He fucked up the words but it really didn't seem any different than the other times.

I mouthed along with him and Noel when it came time for Noel's solo thing. Their voices were beautiful, the energy was breathtaking...until it all went to shit.

"It needs to go faster!" Liam told Noel when he got a break between lyrics.

"It is goin' fast!" Noel said. "You're the one that's slow!"

"Fuck off!"

"What the fuck is he doing?!" I thought out loud as I watched him walk off the stage. I went to follow him but Maggie stopped me.

"Just let him go, Addie!" She said. "It's better to let him go cool down and be away from Noel for a bit."

"Are you kidding me?! He's off his fucking head on God only knows what. There's no way I'm gonna let him go off on his own!"

She tried to argue with me but I didn't have time to stick around. I had no fucking clue why I cared. Why I gave so much of a shit about him.

"Liam! Wait!" I called as I chased after him.

"Not now, Tix. I need a fag." He replied.

"I'll go with you."

He smiled at that and stopped to let me catch up. He led us out the door where we were greeted by a small group of journalists.

"Liam!" One said. "How d'you think the new album's gonna do?"

"It's gonna do good, yeah." Liam replied.

There were other questions, one of which was about Blur.

"There's no rivalry." He said as we walked on. "It took them five years to get to number one, while it only took us twelve fuckin' months. Our Kid was a daft cunt for what he said, a proper knobhead. And I gave him a good crack for it. Ya can't see it though 'cuz he's got too much make-up on."

The journalists kept walking right with us and seemed pushy without being pushy. Pesky was probably the better word.

And Liam played nice...for about a minute.

"Are ya done askin' me questions now?" He asked as politely as he possibly could without sounding too pissed off.

"Yeah." A couple of them replied.

"Good. C'mon, Tixie!" He grabbed my hand and led us off down the street.

The air was cool and the street was quiet as we continued on our journey. I didn't know where we were going but at that point I really didn't care.

"Can we stop for a minute?" Liam asked.

"Sure." I replied looking at him. I furrowed my eyebrows in concern. "Are you alright?"

He looked like he was about to pass out. His eyelids were half closed and his breathing appeared a bit slow.

"Yeah." He nodded slowly. "I can go all night, me. I just want a chance to...wanna finish me fag and that...pl-please."

"Okay."

He leaned back against the brick of some building and put his cigarette between his lips. He sucked hard on a drag and then blew out a large cloud of smoke.

Things were quiet for a few seconds until he finally spoke.

"Does Our Kid know ya come after me?" He asked.

"He probably does by now." I replied.

He shook his head. "There's a reason you're here and it's nothin' to do with havin' a fuckin' smoke! Why ya doin' this to me, Tixie? Why the fuck won't ya take me back?!"

"Liam-"

"I'm sorry I fucked Patsy! Honest to God! She don't mean nothin'. She's just an easy fuck. Her fanny's so fuckin' loose 'cuz she's already had a kid and that but you..." He stepped closer to me. "You're so fuckin' tight and so fuckin' warm!"

"Stop it!" I snapped as I pushed him away from trying to kiss me.

"I can't bloody stop!" He argued. "I love you, Tixie. I always have."

"Liam, you're drunk. And high. And clearly worn out-"

"No I'm not! I love ya even when I'm sober. Bet our Noel can't even give ya that."

I honestly didn't know. They spent so much of their time off their tits it was hard to tell what they meant and what they didn't.

"We should go back to the house." I said trying to change the subject. "And get you to bed. You've got a big day tomor- well actually today."

Supernova Heights was completely empty when we arrived. Noel and Alan must've still been out and I wasn't arsed to stay up and wait for them.

"Whoa!" I exclaimed as I helped Liam catch himself from falling as we entered the guestroom. "Let's sit down on the bed."

"I don't need your fuckin' help!" He said as I began untying his shoes. "I can do it me fuckin' self."

"Right. And fall over on your head in the process."

He scrunched his eyebrows at me.

I smirked a little as I went for the top button of his shirt.

"Nah!" He slapped my hand away.

"What?" I said curiously. "You don't wanna take your shirt off?"

"No I don't." He replied.

"Thought you said you didn't like sleepin' with clothes on?"

"Fuck off, Tix! Stop rippin' the fuckin' piss outta me, alright? Jesus!"

I sighed as I looked at him.

He scrunched his eyebrows again and winced in pain. He looked up and his blue eyes had that famous dead stare. "Ya need to tell Noel to fix...hire a bloody contractor or summat...and fix the fuckin'..." He leaned over a bit.

"Liam?" I said trying not to panic. "What's-"

"Why's this room spinnin' so fuckin' fast?" He asked. "What's Noel done to make it..." He leaned over to his left towards the head of the bed.

"Come on!" I told him as I grabbed his shoulders and repositioned him. "Let's get you laid down."

I helped him lay down on his back with his head gently cradled by the pillows. "Do you think you're gonna get sick?" I asked.

"No." He replied as he shook his head. "I'll be alright. I just...fuck me!" He grabbed his stomach and winced in pain again.

"Better go grab the trash can." I sighed as I got up and went into the bathroom.

I got Liam situated and then left to go to bed.

"What the fuck is this?" A familiar voice asked as soon as I stepped out into the hallway.

"Liam's sick." I informed him.

"Sick? The fuck he's sick! Not when there's a tour startin' in about twelve fuckin' hours!"

"Noel-"

"The fuck you doin' in there with him?" He asked pointing at the guestroom. "Did you fuck him?"

"Of course not!" I defended. "I told you. He's drunk. Can hardly frickin' stand on his own. I'm his baby-sitter, remember?"

He tutted and shook his head. "C'mon! Let's just go to bed."

"You're my baby-sitter too, y'know." Noel said as he wrapped his arms around me while we lay in the darkness. "How d'ya think I felt when ya fucked off tonight and left me all alone at that party?"

"I'm sure you did alright without me." I replied.

"The fuck I did! I missed you, Adds. So fuckin' much. And tonight was meant to be special for you and me. It was the release of the album...your album."

I turned to face him. Hearing him say something like that was enough to make me.

"Please say you're comin' with us tomorrow." He continued. "Well, today really. I can't-"

"Yes I'm coming." I told him.

He chuckled. "Good. It's not like you would've had a choice anyway."

"Oh!" I playfully slapped him.

We lay there quietly for a second until Noel planted his lips on mine. The bed creaked as he got on top of me.

His hard on poked my inner thigh through his boxers. He began swinging his hips on mine, causing just a bit of lovely friction.

I cupped my hands around the back of his head as I pulled his face closer to mine. I reached down and pulled his boxers down just enough to free his throbbing cock.

"We need this!" He said breathlessly as he sucked on my neck. "We need this so fuckin' much!"

He moved his hands and grabbed the waistband of my underwear to pull them down as well.

I held my breath as he slid inside me. I gripped the back of his head and tightened my legs around his hips as his began to swing.

We moaned opposite each other until we finally found our rhythm. It was a bit surprising how in sync we really were.

We kept going and going until Noel's body froze up.

'This must be it.' I thought. I was starting to find it easier to read him.

He pulled out as quick as he could.

"Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed as he tried to untangle himself from the blankets.

"Noel?" I said as I sat up. "What's-"

"I need to use the toilet! Now!"

"Okay. Let me help you-"

"Don't touch me!" He yelled as he pushed me away.

"Alright fine!" I said as I moved out of his way.

He freed himself and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

I sighed as I thought about what just happened. Was I that bad or something?

Things were silent until the toilet flushed about a minute later. The bathroom door opened and Noel reappeared.

"Are you afraid to come at me or something?" I asked after he got comfortable in bed.

"No!" He replied with a defensive huff. "But I'm sure as hell not gonna risk ya gettin' pregnant!"

"Well you don't need to worry about that too much. I'm on the Pill."

"You what?"

"I'm on the Pill." I repeated. "Have been for a while."

"Why the fuck didn't ya tell me?!" He yelled.

"I figured you already knew. Why else wouldn't I bug ya about using condoms?"

He grunted as he pulled the blankets up more and adjusted his head on the pillows. "Make me worry for nothin'!" He muttered.

"Yeah!" I sarcastically agreed.

We fell asleep quickly but it didn't last long...for me anyway.

I gasped when I heard the door creak open.

"Tixie? Tixie!"

I watched him as he crept into the room. He had his coat on from earlier but I could see he wasn't wearing his jeans.

"Scoot over!" He said when he was finally at the side of the bed. "Please?"

"No!" I barked as quietly as I could. "Absolutely-"

"Please Tixie! I can't sleep down the hall. It's too fuckin' scary! Noel keeps his monsters in the cupboard and they'll jump out when I close my eyes!"

"Oh for-"

"Scoot over, Tix. Please!" He said as he pushed me. "Just enough to give us some-"

"What the fuck's goin' on?" Noel said groggily. "Addie, why's your arse in my fuckin' stomach?"

I went to speak but then he looked up and realized...

"What the fuck're ya doin' in here?! And why the fuck...fuckin' hell! Are you naked?!"

"No! I-"

"You fuckin' prick!" Noel bellowed as he jumped out of bed and grabbed him. "Ya think you're gonna come in here and have it off with my bird, eh?"

"No!" Liam cried. "I was just-"

"Fuck off! She's mine, you dickhead! So lay the fuck off!"

"Ow! Fuck!" Liam yelled as Noel twisted his arm. "Jesus!"

"Stop it Noel!" I screamed as I grabbed him and tried pulling him back.

He was shorter than Liam although not by much and when he got enough power going he was really quite strong.

"Fuck off back down the hall or I'll fuckin' put ya there me self!" He barked at his younger brother. "Fuckin' pervert! Ya've got Patsy now, ya dickhead. Fuckin' go have it off with her!"

"Gladly!" Liam barked back. "I wouldn't fuck your missus even if me life depended on it. Cheap slag!"

I tried not to let that last bit bother me. It was just the drugs and alcohol. Just the anger between the two brothers. It would pass. It would-

"C'mon, let's go to bed." Noel said after Liam had exited the room. "For real this time."

"Okay." I replied softly.

We crawled back in bed and fell right back to sleep as if nothing happened.

I was up the next morning before Noel and decided to take a shower. I hoped it would wash away all the guilt, all the sadness I'd been feeling since the previous night.

The bathroom was quiet except for the sound of the water running...until the door swung open.

"Is there room in here for me?" Noel asked after he popped his head inside the shower door.

"Suppose so." I replied. "But I'm nearly finished."

"Not if I'm joinin' ya!"

I giggled as he got in and walked towards me.

"Has this water gone cold yet?" He asked nodding at the temperature control.

"No not yet." I told him.

He smiled. "Good. What'd ya do with my shampoo and that?"

"I haven't done anything with it."

"Yes ya have! You've fuckin' taken over in here and moved all my stuff."

"No I didn't." I said.

"Yes ya did!" He argued.

"No I didn't!"

"Yes ya-" He stopped when he looked past me and saw the bottles sitting on the shelf. "Oh. There they are!"

"Yeah. Right where you left them!" I said.

He nodded. "Pass us that one on the left."

I picked it up and looked at it for a second.

"C'mon, Adds! Give it- OI!" He exclaimed as I shoved his head under the water. "What're you fuckin'-"

"I'm your baby-sitter, remember?" I said as I ran through my hands through his hair to get it all wet. "I'm just doing my job."

"Well ya can be a bit more gentler, can't ya? And ya better not get any soap in my eyes!"

"I won't."

I got his hair wet good enough and then poured a blob of his shampoo into my palm. I lathered up and rinsed his hair as well as I thought I could then set to work on his neck down.

"Ya better be even gentler now." He warned as I scrubbed my way to his waist. "You're enterin' pretty special territory there."

I hummed in agreement and then got to it.

He moaned a little as I began washing that "special" place. The start of his semi was quickly on the rise but I tried not to pay it any attention.

As much as he wanted to, Noel thought it best we didn't dick around. We had to keep moving. The bus was headed to Blackpool in only a few hours.

"He better have his shit packed!" Noel said as he pointed towards the wall that separated the two bedrooms. "We haven't got time to arse about."

"I know." I agreed. "I'll go check on him."

I left Noel to finish packing his suitcase and headed down the hall. "Liam?" I said as I knocked on the door. "Liam?"

No answer so my only option was to let myself in.

I rolled my eyes at the sight of him laying stomach down on the bed, bare ass up for the world to see.

"Liam." I said as I approached him. "Come on! It's time to get up."

He lay there breathing quietly.

I put my hand on his shoulder and shook him. "Liam!"

He gasped and his eyes shot open. "Not now, Tix!" He groaned as he closed his eyes. "I'm too fuckin' knackered. I've only just fallen asleep!"

"Well you can sleep on the bus." I informed him. "Come on! We've gotta get a move on."

"Five minutes more. There's no harm in that, is there?"

I sighed as I looked at him. He looked like such an innocent angel. So childlike. It was no wonder Peggy had such a hard time telling him no.

"Alright." I said.

"Ta." He replied quietly.

I smirked and then went and sat down on the empty side of the bed. I crossed my legs pretzel-style and then began rubbing my fingers up and down his back.

He squeezed his shoulder blades together and sighed contentedly. "I knew ya'd come back." He said softly.

"No." I corrected him. "I came to get your ass up."

"Same difference."

I chuckled at that as I continued to run my fingers along his warm, smooth skin. It was so peaceful...for a few seconds anyway.

"GET THE FUCK UP AND GET A FUCKIN' MOVE ON!" Noel bellowed. "YOU'LL NOT MAKE US LATE!"

"Why the fuck're his knickers in such a twist?" Liam asked. "We've plenty of time to get to Blackpool."

"Well that may be so but you know how he can be." I replied. "Come on! Get your clothes on and let's go."

We loaded up the bus and promptly pulled out of London. Noel and I sat together on the couch while he played his acoustic guitar and I just listened. Bonehead and Alan sat gazing out the window across the aisle while Scott had his face buried in a newspaper.

Liam was fast asleep on the other side of me, stretching out and pushing me into Noel.

"What the fuck?" Noel grumbled as it interrupted his playing. He looked over at Liam. "What the-"

"Just let him be." I said as I held my hand up to keep him back.

I was enjoying the quiet and deep down, I think they were too.

Liam started to stir about an hour later. I watched as he slowly woke up and opened his eyes.

"Jesus!" He exclaimed at the sight of something. He quickly sat up and pushed into me as he tried to get far away from whatever the heck-

"What the fuck're ya doin'?!" Noel yelled as he caught his guitar after Liam caused him to nearly drop it.

"Kill it, Tixie!" Liam said to me panicked. "You've gotta fuckin' kill it!"

"Kill what?" I asked curiously.

"The fuckin' spider! Fuckin' cunt come crawlin' in the window, scared the fuckin' shit outta me!"

"Oh for fuck's sake!" Noel said.

"Ya've gotta fuckin' kill it, Tixie!" Liam continued. "We can't let it stay on the bus. What if it's come in to lay its eggs or summat? Then we'll have a million fuckin' little ones runnin' 'round and-"

"Where is it?" I asked trying to keep him calm.

"Over there!" He pointed. "On the side a the window."

I went over to look and there it was.

"It's on the outside, Liam." I informed him. "So you've nothing to worry about."

"Yes I do! What if it comes inside?"

"Don't open the window and it won't."

"But-"

"Just do what she says Our Kid and get the fuck over it!" Noel cut him off. "And find me a new pick since you've made me lose me other one." He flipped his guitar upside down to try and get the pick out from falling inside the sound hole.

But Liam didn't listen and just sat there watching his brother try to retrieve his old one. I watched as well. It was too entertaining not to.

Noel shook the guitar again and out came the pick.

I relaxed a little while waiting for the music to start up again as the bus rolled on to Blackpool.

[stardust2003]

Madferit: The Novel - Chapter 17

           With everything that happened, I just wanted to hide away for a while in Manchester but Liam wouldn't have it.

           "I need ya to come with me." He said. "I won't be able to deal with Noel on my own."

           "And you think I'll make things better?" I asked.

           "Yeah. Noel just said all that shit 'cuz he knew he'd get a rise outta ya. And me. He's a fuckin' prick. To everyone. Besides, you were hired on by our management to look after us. And fuck knows I need lookin' after. You're comin' with me, Tix. End of."

           And so, I accompanied Liam and the rest of the band to Wales to record their next album. Why they chose Wales, I have no idea. They recorded the last one there so maybe they just wanted to keep things consistent. Regardless, I didn't want to ask questions. I just sat back and watched it all go down.

           Noel wanted to get going as soon as possible and what Noel wanted, Noel got. He kept everyone on their toes with a strict "no dicking around" policy. He wanted to get shit done and surprisingly it seemed to go well...for a bit anyway.

           "Right." He said to Liam when they got ready to do the next track. "I've got two songs here, and you're only singin' on one of 'em."

           "What d'ya mean I'm only singin' on one of 'em?" Liam asked shocked. "I'm the fuckin' singer! I'm s'posed to sing 'em all!"

           "Not this time! I'll play them both and you pick one. Whichever one you don't pick, I'll sing."

           "No."

           "If you're gonna be difficult, I'll fuckin' sing 'em both and you can fuck off back to Burnage." Noel warned. "I'm not afraid to sack ya, and I fuckin' will if I have to."

           Liam stood still as a statue for a couple minutes, clearly weighing his options. "Alright." He finally said. "Play 'em both and let me see. They better not be shit."

           And they weren't. They were both so beautiful, I couldn't decide which one I liked better.

           "I'm singin' the first one." Liam declared when he finished. "You can have the other."

           "Deal." Noel said with a nod.

           They recorded it quickly. The band had achieved quite the record for getting songs done pretty fast. Liam's vocals were perfect just as Noel's acoustic playing was. The others' performances were good too, but I usually only paid attention to the brothers. Even though Noel pissed me off to no end, I couldn't take my eyes off him when he had a guitar in his hands.

           "Right." Liam said as Noel and the others set up to do the second song. "I'm not arsed to sit 'round and listen to this. C'mon, Tixie. Let's go down the pub."

           He grabbed my hand and led us to the door but Noel stopped us on our way.

           "Hang on!" He called.

           We turned around to look at him.

           "She's not goin' with you."

           "The fuck ya mean she's not going with me?" Liam asked. "She's my missus. She goes where I go."

           "But she's employed by our management." Noel pointed out. "So she stays where she's s'posed to stay. Which is here so she can go fetch me cigarettes."

           "What?!"

           I just stood there staring at Noel quietly trying not to show too much shock.

           "Go on, Adds." He said with a grin as he pointed at the door. "There's a corner shop just down the road. Benson and Hedges-"

           "Fuck! Off!" Liam snapped. "She ain't doin' your runnin' you fuckin' prick! Go get 'em yourself. Lazy git!"

           He grabbed my hand and made a move to pull me on.

           "She walks out that door with you, she ain't allowed comin' back." Noel warned. "I'll lock the fuckin' door and throw away the fuckin' key, d'ya hear me?"

           Liam sighed and I could tell it was his way of trying not to explode.

           "Go on, Liam." I said. "It'll be alright. Have a drink and relax. You deserve it."

           "Ya sure?" He asked.

           "Yes."

           He smiled a little then kissed me and got on his way.

           After he was gone, I took a seat on the couch and started flipping through a magazine while Noel and the others finished prepping for the next track. I was too annoyed to pay them any attention. Besides, they looked about the same as they had for any other song.

           It wasn't until the music started and Noel began to sing that I looked up to watch. It sounded so familiar. Where had I heard it before?

           When the band was done, they broke for cigarettes and Noel came over where I was.

           "Alright?" He said as he sat down beside me on the couch.

           "Yeah." I replied as I tried to scoot as far away from him as I could.

           "How'd ya like that tune?"

           "It's good. Isn't it the one you played at Sheffield?"

           "Yeah. But it needed a bit of work. A second verse and that."

           "Oh. Right." I agreed half-heartedly.

           He giggled. "What? You don't think so?" He asked.

           "No. I just don't know much about writing songs is all. I leave that to the professionals."

           "And I'm a professional then?"

           "Yeah I guess." I replied. "I mean, that's what you tell everyone anyway."

           He giggled a little louder. "I do, yeah."

           I smiled to myself. "So you want me to go get your cigarettes now?"

           "Yeah but I'll go with you." He said.

           I chuckled. "Since when do you go buy your own cigarettes?" I asked. "I thought you got so lazy about it, that you make those kids that hang around outside your house go get them for you."

           "Only to give 'em summat to do to stop them from loiterin' about all the time. I'm savin' today's youth, I am. With me music and puttin' 'em to good use. I should get knighted, me."

           "Thought you said you weren't arsed for any of that 'Royal Family' bull shit."

           "I'm not." He shook his head. "But that don't mean I don't think I deserve a chance at knighthood."

           "Right." I said letting the pitch of my voice rise and fall in sarcasm.

           "C'mon!" He said as he got up from the couch. "Let's go."

           We headed to the doorway but stopped when we heard Liam's voice outside.

           He opened the door which, considering the sight, may has well have been floodgates instead.

           He was back...but he hadn't come alone.

           "Alright!" He said cheerfully. "Was havin' too much fun with this lot at the pub so I decided to bring 'em back with me!"

           This lot was just that – a lot.

           There was at least thirty of them. All drunk and ready to party with Oasis.

           "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YA PLAYIN' AT?!" Noel barked. "LIAM-"

           "Chill out, man!" Liam yelled. "They're just here to have some fun. It's about time you start doin' the same."

           "Liam. If you don't get these people out of here, I'll fuckin' kick your head in!"

           "No!"

           "Liam! For God's sake-"

           But Liam ignored him and went to check on his guest.

           Noel took a deep breath and then went in for the kill.

           "RIGHT! EVERYBODY GET THE FUCK OUT! NOW!"

           And surprisingly, they listened. Noel could be quite scary when he yelled even though the size of him made him look easy enough to snap in two.

           "What the fuck, man?!" Liam exclaimed after everyone was gone. "They were just here to-"

           "I don't give a shit!" Noel told him. "We've got work to do. We haven't got time to arse about."

           "Fuck off!" Liam said.

           "No you fuck off!"

           Liam replied by shoving him.

           Noel replied by shoving him back.

           "You fuckin'!" Liam lept at him, nearly knocking him on the ground.

           He steadied himself and managed to jump out of the way when Liam sprung again.

           "That's it!" Noel exclaimed as he went over to the other side of the room to grab something.

           I didn't notice what it was until he swung it and knocked Liam to the floor.

           "Oh my God!" I cried as I ran and dropped to my knees beside him. "Liam!"

           He lay there motionless with his eyes closed.

           "He, he's not breathing!" I said through tears. "He's not-"

           "C'mon, Adds!" Bonehead said calmly as he pulled me to my feet and out of the way. "Let's give him some room."

           "You asshole!" I screamed as I tried clawing at Noel. "What the hell did you do?!"

           "I didn't, I didn't." He stuttered. "I didn't mean to. Did I kill 'im?"

           Just then, Liam started to stir.

           "What the fuck happened?" He asked softly. "Where's Tix?"

           "Right here!" I replied as I came back over.

           Owen and them got him to his feet and then helped him get cleaned up.

           Production was put on hold as the brothers were too fucked off at each other to continue. Liam and I went back to Manchester and it was nice to have some time away.

           I was sorting through the mail one afternoon when I saw an envelope addressed to me. There was no return address. I found the whole thing odd as I rarely got mail at Liam's flat. But still, I opened it anyway.

           "Why would I get these?" I asked myself as I read through them.

           They were song lyrics. A whole album's worth.

           "I think I got your mail by mistake." I told Liam as I came to sit with him in the living room.

           "What d'ya mean?" He asked turning his focus from some soccer match to me.

           "Well these are a bunch of song lyrics." I replied as I handed him the stack. "And I don't sing."

           He flipped through them shaking his head. "Fuckin' prick!" He exclaimed as he tossed them on the coffee table.

           "I take it you have a pretty good idea who sent them?"

           He sighed. "I really don't wanna fuckin' talk about it, Addie. I've got an headache. I really can't be-"

           "I know." I said as I reached up and stroked his forehead.

           He leaned into my fingers before finally laying down with his head in my lap.

           I continued to rub his forehead and temples until he fell asleep. I picked up the stack of lyrics with my free hand and read them again. His calm and even breathing made nice background noise as I mulled over my theories as to why I received those lyrics in the first place.