Its 3rd July 1994 and after a long shift, a long bus ride and a long day, Angie finds herself stranded on the other side of town with a even longer walk ahead of her.
To her surprise a friendly face, who was also on the same bus, offers to walk her...
"Liam?" She shouted again, looking around through the crowds of people, trying to make out his face from the blur.
"Liam!?"
She searched again, this time seeing regonising the back of his head as it bopped getting further away.
She paced through the crowd and grabbed what she thought to be Liams arm.
It wasn't.
The guy turned around, appalled at how he was being grabbed. She let go "Oh god sorry, I thought you was someone else" she pleaded. Unsurprisingly the guy was still a bit shocked as she had grabbed and pulled rather hard.
"What you doing then?" Liam asked, standing next to her. "I thought he was you?" She admitted. The guy seized the opportunity to leave the awkwardness and so left while Angie was distracted.
"You thought he was me. Are you taking the piss?" He joked. "Ah shut up. Where did you go anyway?" She questioned. "I just kept walking, thought you were behind me. Turns out you wernt. Can't belive you thought he was me" he replies. "From the back you looked the same" "But from the front we look differnt" "Yes" she rolls her eyes.
"Look, wanna go get a drink and sit on the beach, dry off a bit?" She suggested. "Why not, as long as you don't mistaken me for someone else again?" He agrees. "Let it go will ya?" She moaned. He puts his arm around her and they make their way out of the park and to a local off-licence.
Angie picks up a few cans of Hooch and Liam of course goes with a few bottles of Budwiser. After paying for the drinks they leave the shop and walk down to the beach.
"How about by the Welly?" "Sure, whatever that is?" "Come on"
Angie leads Liam to the back of the Welly (Wellington Pier), under the walk way and gets him to sit with her on the wall. She places her bear next to her.
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They talk for about an hour, just about this that and other, listening closely to eachother. Liam was particularly intrested when Angie mentioned a story that ended with her passed out half naked on her friends sofa.
"Yeah thought you would like that one" Angie comments as she sips her drink. "Where you going after here then? Like touring wise?" "Amercia" he said, gleaming. "Your excited then?" Angie asks. "Of course, som'ing differnt" he replies.
As the night got on, a colder breeze flowed through. Angie and Liam both shuffled closer to eachother and huddled together. He put his arm around her as they watched the sun begin to set.
The drinks were drunk fairly quickly as the conversation flowed. "I've enjoyed myself today. Thank you" Angie says looking at him. "Me too, we'll have to do it again sometime. Maybe if your ever up Manchester, I'll show you round?" "I'll take you up on that".
"I think I'm gonna need your number" she comments. "It's in your little address book, wrote yours down too" he replies. "Didn't it get wet?". He puts a hand in his pocket and pulls out a wet piece of paper. It was wet but upon unfolding it, the numbers luckily wasn't smudged too much to be unreadable. He places it down gently next to him to dry out.
"You nosed my adress book then" she asks. "Whole flat to be honest, right in to ya 70s shit ain't ya?" He comments. She was a bit surprised to know that he had a look her flat. "Of course, can't be it" she replies, proudly.
He stands up and starts to sing 'Cum On Feel The Noise'. He incised her to join in, pulling her up by her hand and she began to sign along.
"CUM ON FEEL THE NOISE, GIRLS GRAB THE BOYS. WE GET WILD, WILD, WILD"
They continued to sing the rest of the song, Liam doing his famous stance the whole way through. Angie doing her own thing of either dancing or taking the piss out of Liam.
They finshed the last lyrics and after a big cuddle aswell as a lovely kiss, Liam began to fidget quite a bit.
"Where you going?" Angie asks, grabbing his hand as he began to walk away, pulling slightly. "For a piss, I'll be back in a second" he reassured, putting his other hand over hers. He pulled away his hand from her now loose grip.
"Just go there, it don't bother me" Angie pointed. "No, don't be silly, I'll be back in a second".
He walked away from where they was and made his way to find a spot to have a wee while Angie finished the last of her drink and sat back down.
