I hope, I Think, I know (An Oasis bandfiction)

Prologue- One year later

Epilogue

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory

Springsteen- Eric Church

"Go see Grandma I urged my daughter Layla. She would be a year old in April. My little girl was crawling all over the place now. She crawled right towards mom.

"Good job sweet pea! You did it! You'll be walking soon." My mom cheered. I smiled to myself. The last year had been rough on me, but with my mom, and Stevie I had a lot of help being a single mom.

It was getting easier to forget the Gallagher brothers, but every day I saw those bright blue eyes in my daughter and I lost all progress. After all, she was half a Gallagher, but her father just didn't know about her and I intended on keeping it that way.

"This kid of yours grows faster than a weed," Stevie claims as she climbs into the passenger seat of the car, later that evening.

"That's what happens when you have a very active baby, who tried to get into everything." I tease as I glance in the back seat to see my daughter playing with her plush sheep my mom got her after she was born, she wouldn't let go of that thing. Stevie and I were on our way to get more clothes for Layla.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. Lets hurry so I can get home and watch the NME Awards" I roll my eyes. Just another reminder of the Gallagher brothers that I didn't need. This year they were nominated for the best new band, the album of the year, and single of the year. They were hitting it big. I was extremely proud of them, but bringing a child into all of that would have held them back and I just couldn't do that when their dreams were so close.

"Look Rhi, I know it's hard for you to face it, maybe you should contact them." My sister said as I merge onto the motorway.

"I know, but that doesn't mean I need to bring a baby into their lives. Plus they have moved on without me."

"No, have you listened to Slide Away?" She asked.

"Yes, I have listened to the whole album about one hundred times. Noel wrote it for me three years ago. But, he used it for the album that doesn't mean a damn thing now." I complained. Liam proposed to me with that song. God, I hated thinking of him.

"Whatever Rhi, I've said my piece." She says as she turns on the radio and oddly enough Oasis comes on with Slide Away. I don't turn it off. I just keep driving with my thoughts of my daughter's father consuming my mind.

I don't know why I was sitting in front of the telly with Stevie to watch the NME Awards, but I was. I needed to know if Oasis won.

"Layla. Your Daddy might win an award." Kaitlyn whispers to her as they play on the floor while we watch the awards. I throw one of the socks I was folding at Stevie. I knew Layla couldn't comprehend it at this age, but Stevie was just trying to rub salt into the wound.

"Fuck! Rhi. You can throw a sock." She laughs. Layla giggles and the sock bounces off Stevie's head.

"Don't swear around my child," I say without trying to laugh.

"You don't get your cutest from your mom." She whispers loudly enough to Layla so I could hear. She was trying to egg me on like always. But, I would always roll my eyes and laugh. She was great with Layla, asides from the potty mouth. Reason number two hundred my daughter didn't need to be around the band.

"And as voted for by the readers of the NME. All the way from manchester. It's Oasis!" The announcer with the crazy hair said with excitement.

Stevie screamed in excitement. Getting Layla excited to. The cameras panned to Noel walking on stage. He shook the announcer's hand. He took the award and inspected it. I giggled a little at his reaction. Then Liam walked up behind Noel. My heart stopped. I hadn't seen him in over two years since I found out I was pregnant with his daughter. The boys were covered in magazines, but I turned my head when I saw them or flipped them over just so I wouldn't see Liam's handsome face. Then Liam turned into the mic saying. "I'd like to say uh, thank you very much and it's a good job shed 7 didn't win it." His comment brought a couple of chuckles from the crowd. Guigs hung behind Liam and Noel, flashing his pretty smile. I missed him, but I missed Liam even more than anyone else

"Are you ok, Rhi?" Stevie asked with concern as she played with Layla. Was I ok? I didn't even know seeing them on live TV made my heart hurt like never before. I tried to fight back the tears. But, I wasn't breaking in front of my daughter. I stood up, I needed time alone with my thoughts.

"I'm ok, I need to use the bathroom." I lied with a soft smile. I couldn't sit through watching the boys accept their awards. Seeing that would break me. Stevie looked doubtful. She knew I was still hurt and broken. Layla was the only thing I stayed strong for. She changed my life and I would do everything I could to protect her even if that meant keeping her from her father and the band who was once like my family.

Under my bed, I pulled out a wooden box with my name painted in bright pink letters on top. I made it when I was thirteen to put important things in, like letters and little silly nick-nacks. Now it was filled with old photos and important documents like my passport and mine and Laylas birth certificates. I pulled out a stack of photos from a photo envelope. The top one was an out of focus self-portrait of me and Liam. In the photo are heads are close together we are both smiling wide. I'm holding up my hand to show my beautiful engagement ring that Liam gave me, which now sits buried in this box. I get it out often to pawn over the fact that I broke off our engagement over the phone while they were on tour. I should just sell it, but something in my gut tells me to hold onto it. The next few photos are silly self-portraits of me and the other guys. The last one hits me in the gut. I remember Guigsy was messing with the camera Liam grabbed me and said: "Trust me." He dipped me low and kissed me passionately while Guigsy snapped the picture. That next day I found out I was pregnant with his baby and it changed everything.

A/N

WOW! Thank you, everyone, from the bottom of my heart for reading this story. This is the end (if you didn't figure that out) I will be starting part two really soon. So, stay tuned.

I've started part two. It's called Break Your Pretty Heart. I based the title off a song called Pretty Heart by Parker Mccollum. The song makes me think so much of Rhi and Liam. Here is the discription if book two.

Liam-
I broke her heart. She didn't want me anymore. I got her back to me once. But, then she fleed and hid away from me. My rock and roll lifestyle was too much for her and her life I guess. Would she ever come back now that I did her in? Time would tell. I just wish I could go back and fix everything I had ever did to that angel of mine. I once promised her forever, and I intended on giving her all the time I had.
What does that say about me?
Rhiannon-
I left him in the dust two years ago, with his baby growing inside of me. I didn't want to hurt him. I wanted what was best for him. A child wasn't best for him. Especially with Oasis rising to the top so quickly. Now he's back, and I'm terrified. Terrified for my heart and his.