mixtape | noel gallagher

rihannon

song four
rihannon - fleetwood mac

"1987. Halloween was my favorite holiday by far. It was a time to dress up and eat candy and get drunk. Three things I loved. Parties were great too. Rosie, being fifteen at this time, was throwing a party with her new boyfriend - Liam. Rosie had decided her costume would be Debbie Harry from Blondie. A band we both shared a liking in. My costume was inspired by my favorite female singer - Stevie Nicks. Rihannon was my favorite song and I was determined to be her. So, I went to the local thift store with Rosie and we made costumes in three minutes. Liam had picked out a cheap tux from the store, telling rosie he would be a male member of Blondie. We had called off our romantic relationship since i was younger than you. Which i didnt mind too much because i knew you were 20 and probably had more things on your mind. We remained best friends though. We still did everything together. So, I told my best friend not to worry about you. You had a job, a flat, and were out most nights. Why should you be running around with an eighteen year old? Anyways, the party came up quickly.
Rosie had set up the decorations in her mother's flat. Beer was brought by 10pm yet you hadn't shown up. I was wearing bell bottoms with a black tank top, a shawl and a hat plus some black heels. Trying to give my best stevie nicks impression as I talked to people. The whole time I was just waiting for you but nothing. So, I grabbed a two beers and made my way to your flat. The street was dark and most people were walking in and out of pubs. I came to your flat, knocking lightly. I had taken my heels off as i was walking. Now i held two beers and my heels. When the door flew open, you were standing only in your boxers. I laughed at you,
"Well hello you." I smiled.
You started at me confused, "Riss?"
"No, Stevie Nicks." I smirked and walked in, pushing past you.
"Riss," You grabbed my arm, stopping me. "Go home."
I looked at you strangely, throwing my heels. "But i have beer." I said.
Before you said anything else, she walked out of the bedroom. The sheets I once wrapped myself in, were around her. When I saw her, I gulped. She was beautiful. And older. My eighteen year old self stood there, her to my left and you to my right. I chuckled, looking at my feet. I sat the beers on the ground gently. My eyes were getting heavy and my body started to become weak. I loved you so much, Noel. I will always and this hurt. We werent even together and it hurt. I slowly walked past you and out the front door. As I walked down the stairs, you called after me.
"Riss. Riss, please dont be mad."
I turned, tears in my eyes but I bet you didnt see them. "I'll see ya tomorrow."'