ᴴᴱᴿᴼᴵᴺᴱ | l.gallagher

𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

•1994
•September 5th

My nose twitched at the white powder entering my body, the euphoric feeling coursing through my veins, my small black dress rode up my ass. Dipping my head back up, my arms began to feel more than relaxed as the sound of music drifted from my hearing.

The clock was at 10:30 as I brushed myself off heading towards the other shooting room half drunk and half high, usually when I had to shoot a music video i would be sober but this wasn't just a music video, it was a music video for one of my most famous songs so fucking this up could fuck my whole career up.

My stylist practically throwing me in my chair as she started to work on my desired look for the shoot.

The drummers, guitarist and backing singers where all in position, all the band had agreed on the scenery of the video, which sober me would never agree too. It was too sexy to be put on national television, girls in bikinis shaking their ass for perverts who live in bungalows to fantasise over Britney couldn't stand the thought of it.

"Brit! We're ready for you doll." Christian shouted from across the room, I repeated the choreography in my mind, patting my lipstick down to get rid of the excess and taking my dress off to reveal my bikini that pointed out my features, I wasn't very skinny nor skinny but why should I change my body for other people.

My shiny heels tapped against the floor as i made my way in front of the cameras, my guitarist, timothee or Tommy has become one of my best friends in the past months, when I first arrived at the studio he was the only person who really greeted me with pure kindness.

"You got this." He winked as I smirked back at him in response one hand on the microphone as I lip-synced my lyrics.

When I sang my songs I felt free like I had no care in the world, all my worries blew away into the wind as I let my voice run free holding all the power in the world, the many nights I spent alone, the nightmares, timothee would be there for me since he was the only person I could contact that's why I valued him a lot.

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After a couple of takes and breaks the band decided to head home since it was midnight and they had a lot of rehearsing in the morning to do, they all went there separate ways as Britney decided to take a record shop that was open 24/7 since it was a poor shop and they needed all the money they could grab there hands on.

She roamed the shop looking for another Beatles vinyl to add to her collection, the shopkeeper greeting her with a nod as she found her album that was just newly released £50.12.

"fucking hell, even I would pay them bloody prices." Britney muttered under her breath slinging her green shoulder bag over her arm.

The shop door ringed as two teens walked into the shop giggling over a magazine that the girl was holding

"He's gorgeous lily." The two laughed as they made their way over to the counter talking to the cashier.

Peeping over her shoulder Britney took a glance at the magazine that was now placed on the glass counter the two girls sucking on a lollipop the blackberry scent strong enough she could smell from miles away. The front cover was a new band, the band looking very familiar, too familiar for britneys liking.

She placed her album back onto the shelf before heading over towards the magazine

"Do you mind?" Britney questioned as she turned the magazine to the page that it was on, the two teens shook their head, their lips seeming glued shut as there eyes almost popping out of their head at who they just witnessed.

'Oasis. What a fucking name.' Britney thought as she scoffed, she didn't know what to think, Liam was in a band and Noel, they all were.