Transmission

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Liam soaked a sponge in fairy liquid and crouched down on the carpet, going over the large tea stain that was spreading all over the carpet.

"Thanks a lot." Said Liam angrily as he scrubbed.

Noel grimaced and raised his hands, protesting his innocence.

"Ay, look it's not like you put a note on the door like 'Do Not Enter Shagging In Progress.'

Liam rolled his eyes feeling his face heat.

"We weren't shagging." He muttered.

"Not yet anyway. Who's your bird then? Not your usual type." Said Noel with a teasing smirk.

Liam exhaled trying not to get more wound up than he already was. Noel really had a way of pushing his buttons.

"What's my type?" He asked.

Noel shrugged.

"Dunno. Just not her. She looked like a girl mam would like. That's not usually your thing that's all I meant."

Liam took the sodden and now stained cloth back to the kitchen putting it and the mug in the sink. Noel wasn't wrong. Liam rarely dated "nice" girls.

"Well, she's not my bird."

Noel raided the cupboards for a packet of salt and vinegar crisps and grinned.

"Too bad. She was quite fit, you know." He said between crunches.

Liam glared at him feeling his blood boil.

"Don't even think about it. She's barely legal so way too young for you. What the fuck you doing back here anyway? Thought you were touring for another month?"

Noel smiled devilishly upon seeing how annoyed Liam was getting.

"Boone got really sick in Asia and decided to cancel the last few dates. Thanks for the warm welcome home r'kid by the way."

Liam rolled his eyes.

"So when are you off again?"

Noel shrugged.

"Dunno. I'm gonna need to get back in my little bedsit till we figure it out cause there's no way I'll be able to share a room with you again. No way."

Liam gave him a strained smile.

"Feeling's mutual."

Noel and Liam sat playing the NES in relative peaceful silence. The only sounds were their fingers bashing the buttons in the growing darkness.

"So what's been happening r'kid?" Asked Noel.

"I got a job. Construction jobs. Painting and decorating. Just to tide over till the band takes off."

Noel laughed.

"Band? What band?"

"I told you. I'm in this band Oasis. It's gonna happen I'm telling you."

Noel shook his head in disbelief.

"And what do you do exactly?"

Liam swallowed feeling his face heat.

"I sing."

Noel smirked.

"This I've got to see."

"Well we're playing next week so by all means. We're wicked."

"I'll be the judge of that."

Liam was distracted all night he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and her swift departure. So stupid. He felt embarassed by how much he'd lost all sense of propriety after one kiss. Would she even come back after the way he'd acted?

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