mixtape | noel gallagher

i wanna be adored

song one
i wanna be adored - the stone roses

Fidning the box of letters with a CD in it and a sign that said, "Play the cd and read the first letter" confused him. His fingertips ran across the envelope, reading the print carefully. The pink ink read, "Letter one." He felt his heart sink. A hot tear rolled down his cheek but he quickly wiped it away. He put on the headphones and stuck the CD in the player. He pressed played. I Wanna Be Adored by The Stone Roses slowly rang through his ear and he smiled lightly. Taking the letter out of the envelope, he prepared himself to read it.

'1985 is where we lay the scene for our first story. I had just turned 16 and my dad was letting me out of the house more often. He didnt ask where i went, mostly because i think he didnt want to know. Even though i wasnt a wild child, i found my way into trouble every night with Rosie. I was older than her by 3 years yet she was craziest teenager i knew. At the age of 13 she had already been a regular drinker and smoker. Our hang out became the boardwalk. It was a great place to sneak off to at 11:00pm till 4:00am. Music always came out of the doors and great bands, like yours, would walk through the boardwalk. It was funny, that night I didnt even want to go to the boardwalk.
The Stone Roses were playing that night. I mean, i loved the stone roses and Ian had become a close friend. Yet, I found myself dreading each step of the walk to the boardwalk. I only knew you by rumors. You were two years older and a troublemaker. You didnt notice me until 11:30pm. I remember perfectly because I made eye contact with your lovely blue eyes. I was wearing the normal outfit i do, my blue jean shorts - the ones with the rip in the front - and a stone roses t-shirt Ian made me. I was swaying with Ian's voice, people dancing around me. I opened my eyes slowly. I was taking in all the noise. John's guitar. Mani's bass. Reni's drums. and Of course, Ian's voice. He was a beauty, wasnt he? Anyways, I felt my heart pump with each beat. My eyes panned across the room, smiling at everyone dancing. That's when you caught my eye. You were tall from a far and you had that damn hair cut i loved too much. You looked so perfect. A cigarette hung off your lips so beautifully. You looked like a character from a movie. We met eyes too quickly, which meant i fell too quickly in love with you. My bouncing stopped and i stood in the middle of the dance floor. We just stared at each other. Not moving. It was lovely. I felt like this was our movie moment. A smile appeared across my face and sooner or later - i found my way over to you.'

The song faded out slowly, making him want to reply it and read the letter again. His tears ran down his cheeks, hitting the paper as they fell.