Forever And Ever.

10

Berlin was next. It looked so much better now that the wall had been torn down. We could see where it used to be from our hotel window.
I had made plans and we (by we I mean Eliza, Connie and I) were waiting outside on the pavement for our car. The band was all milling about here and there, noel was upstairs writing, Liam, Andy and Alan had gone for a drink and Gem had gone to get his suit fixed.
"I told yer we should have waited in the foyer" I mutter to Connie. I still hadnt warmed up to her but she had her uses.

"He said he was going to be five minutes" she replies "sorry, Jess". She was always dressed like it was 1984 with her outdated pantsuits. 

"Its fine" I grumble and hold El's hand a bit tighter. Then a black 1979 Lincoln Continental pulls up. A beautiful car in its own right.

"Whats with the old timey car?" I ask.

"Noel said it's your favourite type and that you had an uncle that chauffered for a job and drove you around in it in the early 80s. I just thought you'd like it and so did he" she replies "but that aint the best bit". She opens the door and clambers in. I follow her along with eliza. "I couldnt get your uncle, but I could get these". She hands me a silver biscuit tin but its too small for biscuits. I open it.

"Turkish Delights, my favourite" I smile.

"Dig in they're all yours" she replies. I take one and put it in my mouth. It was so delicious, no wonder that boy wanted more in Narnia. Eliza takes one too. "Are you trying to win me over?" I ask.

"No, Just doing something nice" she replies "we best be on our way then driver". She signals and we start moving.

"Where are we going?" Eliza asks.

"To a special place" I smile.
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I looked around the room.
"Are you sure we'll be safe here?" I ask "I mean I feel terrible even having to ask you this".

"Calm down, Jessica, Mi Casa Su Casa. Anyway I havent even stayed here myself since 1987" David Bowie chuckles "I'm sure the house would be happy to be full of life again. It must have been lonely all these years". He was talking like the house had feelings of somekind, it was sweet.

"I'll only stay here until I can get a place of my own in England, David, that should be less than a year I hope.

"Darling its no rush. Its June 1998 Tomorrow, a fresh start, make a life for yourself here. I have a surprise for you too". He takes my free hand as the other is holding Eliza against me. She was ten months old now, almost walking, she could crawl around pretty well though. At the moment she was asleep with her head on my shoulder and her pacifier in her mouth. David leads me up the stairs and to an oak door at the end of the hall. "Ready?" He grins. I nod and he pushes the door open with one swift motion.

The room inside was a nursery with pink walls and a castle like the one in Labyrinth painted on it. He even put a white toy owl on the bookshelf, which was also white to match the nightstand and the cot. The curtains and the carpet were purple, there were glow stars on the ceiling and it could have anything Eliza and I could ever need. "Oh david" I tear up "its beautiful".

"I knew you'd like it, I also got you a new wardrobe as you left all your old stuff behind. Oh and these". He pulls out two burgandy coloured books "remember I asked for those documents". He passes them over. "Open them".

I open them and look inside one for me and one for Eliza, German nationality.
"Does this mean we have dual nationality?" I ask.

"Yes, you can stay here as long as you like as long as you dont blow the place up" he replies.

I place eliza in the cot and hug him, then kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you so much, I dont know how I could ever repay you".

"Dont and if you need anything, i'm only a call away. I love you so much" he replies.

"I love you too" I mutter "I always will". I know you may be thinking, 'why is J saying she loves him?' Well because its not weird to tell your friends and even family that you love them and are greatful for them, thats not just a thing for your partner. We loved eachother platonically.
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We arrived outside the house, it was hidden away in the corner of a quiet street in Berlin. Ivy grew up the walls but it made the house look nice instead of ruining it. "Is this the place?" Connie asks.

"212 Kramerlin Road, yeah, this is it" I smile. We all get out of the car and it has stopped raining like it is a film or something, the sun comes out and shines on us.

"Where are we?" Eliza asks as we walk up the path.

"Home" I reply with a smile "the only place we called home for a year, we moved out when yer were almost three".

"Home?" She asks herself but then shrugs it off. I knock on the door and we wait. Suddenly it swings open. He looked older than when I last saw him, his hair was no longer Ginger, instead he had grown his natural hair colour out and it was long and wavy like when he was very young.

"Hello Jessica Gallagher" he says, his accent still as charming as ever.

"Hello, David Bowie" I smile. He was on a break from his little tour that he was doing and just happened to be here at the same time as us. By that I mean, we arranged it. I missed him so much.

"And who is this little one" he smiles.

"My name is Elizabeth and I'm five" she smiles, trying to sound like an adult to the best of her ability.

"Five? Gosh, you must be so tired having to do big girl things all the time" he replies, playing along.

"Well I'm actually four. But I'll be five in fourteen sleeps" She replies "then I get to go to big school".

"You better come in and tell me all about it dear Eliza" he replies. He holds his hand out to her. She looks over to me to make sure it's ok.

"Go on" I smile "uncle david doesn't bite". She takes his hand and they walk into the house, connie and I follow close behind. It still looked the same as I remembered. The walls were still pastel yellow in the hallway, where I had painted them that summer, pictures of memories I had forgotten were on the walls. The only problem with the house was that the decor screamed 1980's and desperately needed an update. I missed this house more than I remembered. Eliza had learnt to walk and talk in these walls, I got my life sorted in these walls, I was able to be me here.

Connie looked at the portrait above the fireplace... it had never been taken down because I liked it, David did not.
"Is that David?" She asks me.

"Yeah, he said he had it commisioned when he moved into the house in 1982" I reply "he hates it now but I quite like it. The painting itself was like one they would have in the fourties of a couple above the fireplace, but instead it was just him, looking sophisticated with his glass of wine, his dressing gown and his bleach blonde elvis presley style haircut. Who knows what was going on his mind when he got it, probably something to do with cocaine and Mick Jagger. He had asked me to get rid of it when I moved in briefly (and I probably should of it would be worth a fair bit of cash, which thankfully ive never been short of) but I never did. Because it was a fun conversation starter and it stopped the 'you were married to Noel Gallagher and you worked for NME, tell me more' thing.

"Yer gotta be fuckin' kidding me" I mutter as my phone rings "we've been gone an hour at most". I picked it up and grumbled a half-assed hello down the line.

"YER GOTTA COME QUICK" Noel shouts to me "I THINK RKID'S HAVIN' AN O.D".
Panic set in. What was I going to do?
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A/N: hey sorry I havent updated in ten days lifes been a bit hectic since me granda' came home. Also I was plannin on updating sat but I went out on a 'date' if you could call it that and forgot.
Hope y'all are well.
- Paige X