beetlebum - oasis/blur

ON MY BEST BEHAVIOUR

NEVE'S POV

So far the night had been a fucking shit-show.

Granted, it was our fault that it was. We'd heard about some small venue oasis were playing at and decided to go-in our defence we were all really pissed, so we can't be blamed for our actions cause that's how being drunk works, isn't it?

It was Brona's idea to go and Jess and Kat ate it up, claiming they wanted to see how dreadful the Gallagher's were live (cause no one actually had an issue with bonehead, guigsy or whitey, top lads I tell ya). It was a really bad idea thinking back on it. It would never go our way, so what the fuck were we thinking?

Murder had started from the very second we arrived, from girls in the crowd screaming at us for being the 'blur girls' or them asking for autographs and such because they were blur fans as well as oasis fans, they do exist y'know. Then there were plenty of lads trying to get it on with us, or being plain rude because we surrounded ourselves with shitty musicians apparently-if only they knew what I'd done with oasis' guitarist, and Brona with their lead singer-we'd be fucking worshipped!

So yes, in hindsight we should've been smarter and kept ourselves to ourselves and not gone to their concert, cause now we'd got papped as well which either looked very suspicious or really bitchy on our part. I could already see the headlines about us being petty, but when the music started I couldn't be fucked to think about what the morning would bring.

They'd opened with 'be here now' which was quite the tune, I couldn't lie about listening to their music. No matter how much I pretended to despise it for blur's sake and our image, I secretly loved it. Liam's voice was fucking beautiful and Noel had talent-even for an overly egotistical cock.

The show was class, but filled to the brim with fucking pricks pushing and shoving, but what else was expected at a rock n roll concert? The show felt like it was done as soon as it began and thank god for it because Jess and Kat were starting to live up to the headlines i imagined, of us being petty and bitches. They'd began to boo the songs and even got into a mini brawl which had resulted in their white crop tops getting stained with beer.

"No cause there was no need for all that was there?" Brona snapped. Of course I knew why she was annoyed, she had a thing going on with Liam. Yeah, she didn't know that I knew but the traumatising scene i'd witnessed in the karaoke club toilets never left my head.

"Yeah, what the fuck are we? Twelve?" I furrowed my eyebrows. Now i'm not one to stick up for the Gallagher's, they probably could've cared less about Jess and Kat but still.

"Oh fuck off," Jess scoffed, "we've done worse." She shook her head, "you've done worse, to Damon!"

"They're our mates," Brona fumed, "that's different!" It was different, very different indeed, because Brona wasn't shagging anyone from blur when she was booing them.

"Love, c'mere," some bald man came up to me, discreetly ushering me away from the girls. "Sorry to interrupt ye, but one of the band members has asked for ye," he told me, I had no doubts about who he was referring to. "He told me to pull ye away from your mates," he explained. Oh Noel, how thoughtful.

I looked back to the girls and Brona and Jess were still arguing, Kat was playing mediator-seemed like she'd sobered up and was ready to take accountability for her actions. About fucking time, ey?

The man led me backstage and there was a lot of coke snorting going on and sex-like so much sex. Like a lot. Like too much.

He led me to a private area, one that held Liam, Bonehead, Guigsy, Whitey, Noel and a few girls, some other fellas too-probably close friends of theirs. I felt a bit out of place, what the fuck did Noel want me for?

"Oi! There ya are!" He exclaimed gleefully, jumping from his seat, almost spilling his full fucking drink. "Now love, you wanna tell us why you were bein' all disruptive?" He quirked his eyebrow. Seemed like his gleeful demeanour had been sarcastic and fake. Very fake.

"Oh shut you up," I rolled my eyes, "i was actually very fuckin' well behaved I'll have you know."

"Were ya now?" He asked, the corners of his lips upturned slightly. "Cause I 'eard different y'know? I 'eard you were starting scraps an' all."

"That was Jess and Kat actually," I frowned at him, he's such a cunt. Who pulls someone away from their mates to complain about the way they were getting on. I'd done fuck all.

"So you weren't the one doin' our fuckin' 'eads in then?" I shook my head at him, and he just grinned. "Good, now give us a kiss." Honestly couldn't tell if he was taking the piss or not.

"Aye go and fuck," I laughed in disbelief, "there's people here-like your fuckin' brother?"

"I know ya shagged him!" Liam shouted from his seat, he was out of it. "We all know! The cunt couldn't keep his mouth shut!"

Noel looked at me with a sheepish expression, "they're close mates, they won't be tellin' anyone an' if they do, we can always jus' say they've made it up to sell a story, y'know?" Don't blame me right cause he looked really fucking fit, so I did kiss him.

"Gowan Rkid!"

"Get in there chief!"

Look, I knew doing this with Noel was bad. He had a girlfriend, though she was a fucking bitch like, but I didn't want to be that type of girl. I'd promised myself that when we'd done that whole thing at his flat, it would be the end of it. We'd agreed not to tell anyone at his house in Manc, and I thought it was all done. But tonight just proved otherwise.

"What the fuck!" I heard a familiar voice behind me and my body froze, oh for fucks sake.

Brona.

NOTE
haven't wrote in this style in ages
sorry if it's shite
-ur bestie xx