"Are you deaf or something?" Noel said, standing over Liam who was sitting on a sofa and drinking from a can of lager. Watching Liam drink was a bit like watching Liam make love, only more delicate and seriously profound. His lips were curved around the opening, nipping away in a strangely angelic way for a drunkard. His eyelids were shut so heavily he could've been universes away.
But that's Liam, Noel had long ago figured out; Parallel universe kid.
"When I call 'Liam' and say it's time for you to go on stage, I do mean YOU." You never know when you'll need to simplify things for Liam, Noel thinks. "You don't just walk on stage casually, as if you'd arrived by accident, which is exactly what you looked like when you did decide to show up finally."
"Alright, alright, alright. What's your point?" Liam shoots back. It seemed like he made a swift transformation from being shut off and almost sedate into argument-mode. It was no laughing matter, since his performance was put into question and it made him erroneous. It made him tremble inwardly behind his icy blues, for reasons he couldn't quite figure out.
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Big Ugly Story Starters
FanfictionI'm a bandslash writer, and I've piled up a lot of writing over the years that I'm *not* going to finish. These story starters will usually be a few paragraphs long. Everything here is free to use. You don't need to tell me if you've taken any of th...
