Meeting someone can change a life, right ?
Well, Alice was just a shy 26 year old woman. Her mind was filled with dreams and expectations. One night she met a very special older man that would turned her world upside down.
Noel Gallagher story
His hand mingled with mine and I let myself be guided through the crowd of technicians, passing through corridors, stairs, doors ...
I noticed he had changed his clothes before he came to see me, he was now wearing a white polo shirt and a black leather jacket.
"Did you like the concert?"
"You were fantastic! "
He looked at me pleased and winked, then opened a door with a "Noel Gallagher" sign on it.
"Ladies first" We walked inside, his hand resting on my lower back.
I found myself in front of the band, of course I already knew Gem, but Noel took the time to introduce me to everyone.
The bassist, Russell, came to talk to me right away and offered me one of the many beers available. I felt really comfortable.
Noel was not far behind and I could feel his gaze on me. He was talking to his manager.
An hour had passed and the beers were starting to kick in, I was feeling more and more drunk. Without thinking, I turned up the sound of the music, and started to dance.
Russell joined me on this improvised dance floor.
We were both dancing like crazy, laughing.
I looked around for Noel and he was sitting in a chair, his forearms resting on his knees, so sexy, so desirable. I felt my body burn under his azure eyes. And I liked it.
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We danced over and over again, I was facing Noel he was looking at me, Russell was behind me, one hand on my hip, the other on my stomach and we swayed to the beat of the music.
I closed my eyes and suddenly felt chilly in my back. Russell was gone, I opened my eyes and Noel was there, inches away from me, his hands gripped my hips and he pressed me against him, swaying his hips with mine, his eyes staring into mine.
Out of breath, I said to him, "For someone who doesn't dance, you've done it twice with me."
He smirked and said, "You're the exception."
We were silent for a few seconds, he took me by the hand and led me to a stairwell.
He slammed me against the wall and his lips crashed into mine. It was a fiery, ardent kiss. My heart wanted to escape from my chest, my hands, my legs were shaking. We could still hear the music.
He held me firmly with one hand by the waist, the other moved between my thigh and my ass. I grabbed his hair, his neck.
I felt his breath getting heavier.
His tongue tickled mine. His hand then came to rest on my jaw to lift my head, and his mouth moved to my neck, he was biting me gently. He then licked my ear...
