We got home and took a few days to ourselves before we took the trek to London for another Top of the Pops appearance.
Liam and I rode with Guigsy and when we got to the television studio I couldn’t help but notice the absence of a certain someone.“Where’s Tony?” I asked holding Liam’s hand as we walked in the back door.
“Marcus sacked ‘im a week ago” Liam shrugged
“Really?”
Guigsy nodded “Alan’s the new kid in town” he beamed
“Is he good?” I asked pushing my sunglasses on top of my head
Liam nodded as we joined the others; the guy with the short dark hair and huge…okay maybe not huge, but…well-built upper body I assumed was Alan; he looked about ready to lose it, but the others didn’t seem to take any notice.
I let go of Liam’s hand as Noel pulled him away to discuss some “business”. Alan stayed stationary with his hands stuffed in his jeans pockets.
I chuckled a little lighting myself a smoke and looking at him “Nervous?”
“Is it that noticeable?” he asked me worriedly
“Have they started with the piss taking yet?” I asked nodding towards the brothers
Alan shook his head
“Then you’re fine” I smiled,
“You must be…Meg?” he hesitated
I bit the inside of my cheek and shook my head “Noooo,” I scowled “I’m Liam’s wife
“Lyla” he nodded
I smiled flicking my ashes into a tray sitting nearby “Yeah” I nodded
“You’ve known everyone for a while then?”
I shrugged “Yes and no”
He frowned curiously
“I met Liam around this time last year then one thing led to another and next thing I know I’m Mrs Liam Gallagher”
“Wow...” Alan just looked at me with wide eyes
I shrugged scrunching up my face as I stubbed out my cigarette “I only married him for his money”
I laughed when I turned around and saw the look on his face “I’m kidding, but if you picked up a magazine that’s probably what it says.”
“Among other things” he nodded
"Most of which are untrue most likely; or only half true"
"How can it be half true?"
"Uh, well...I miscarried in December, but it wasn't Guigsy's love child"
"I'm sorry" he said quietly
"I've learned to cope" I smiled "So," I changed the subject "You seem to be fairing a lot better than their last drummer, Noel must like you"
He nodded "He asked me to be in the band, I hope he does"
"Never know" I muttered
He looked at me worried and I shook my head. "I don't mean to freak you out, I just meant he's a little....closed off, but if he doesn't like you believe me, you'll know"
"You seem quite sure of yourself" Alan mused.
"I am" I nodded
"Why's that?"
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The Girl In The Dirty Shirt
FanfictionLyla Thomas is an unstable young woman who moves from Canada to Manchester to outrun her problems. She meets an unexpected, unlikely knight in shining armour.