I'd Like to be Somebody Else

Chapter 39

    On the 2nd march we left for New Jersey, for the rest of the American dates, starting the next day.

    Noel and I had gone back to London soon after Thora's party and the football match so we were on separate flights.

 "This is why I moved to London." Noel commented a short while into the flight.

    The plane was quiet, there wasn't too many people on board, Noel had gotten us into business class so we were in the company of people minding their own businesses, reading newspapers and stuff like that. We were far away from difficult kids and the general atmosphere of economy class.

    Noel went to the toilet and back again. After sitting for a few minutes (just staring at the chair in front of him) he pulled his wallet from his jogging bottoms. He opened up the wallet and let a bag drop to his lap before returning his wallet to his pocket.

    I grabbed the package before he could. "How?" I asked, it was unmistakably cocaine. "Where'd you get that?"

 "If you're after a cut you don't want to know."

 "You're going to get us arrested." I pointed out.

    I was suddenly scared of the law of the air, I didn't know who governed us up in the sky or whose laws applied.

 "Not if you hurry up."

    We snorted the pure white powder. It had been a while for me but it was still like having a cup of tea for Noel.

 "I'm going to miss this." I said as the buzz began to take effect.

 "Why? You're not bowing out already, are you?"

 "Not yet, no but we'll have to if we have a kid."

 "We meaning me?" he gave me a strange look like I was asking for the world.

 "You did once promise you would."

    He sighed. "Like none at all, ever again?"

 "Not... I don't know, I can't tell you what to do." I was scared to lay down the law and upset him.

    He took my hand. "I can stop any time I want, I'm not an addict." he leant towards me and kissed me. "let's have fun until then."

    I leant in as well and held the back of his head as we snogged.

 "Our Kid told me he joined the mile high club, what do you reckon?" he asked.

    If he was asking if I thought Liam was telling the truth, he definitely wasn't, if he was asking for it I was sure I was used to flying enough not to puke.

    A wave of guilt washed over me because of how close I'd come to joining the club with Liam, in fact the only thing that stopped me was motion sickness.

 "I've got Johnnys."

 "I think I love you, Noel Gallagher."

    He took my hand again and we shuffled from the seats to the aisle. "I know you love me." he said as he led me to the toilet.

    Even the toilet was bigger and nicer in business, it was still an awkward, tight squeeze, not designed for two people to be in there at once.

    The buzz from the coke helped me forget the fact that we were doing this in a toilet with hundreds of people outside, enough to enjoy the experience.

    When we got back to our seats we were well into our highs, we both wanted to sleep off the rest of the flight but the coke was making our brains race at 100 miles per hour