The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

Don't Go Away

Where the fuck is she? Fuck sake Liam, she met you, she fucked you. She doesn't want to see you again, just accept it. But I can't. Fuckin' arse. She doesn't answer my texts or my calls but she did a couple of weeks ago. I've gone over our conversations and texts with a fine tooth comb and I'm coming up empty. What did I do?

With a sigh I find myself in front of my laptop logging onto facebook. I added her a couple of weeks back, she were thrilled. I go on and theres just hundreds of posts on her wall. All about how sorry people are and that they miss her. The last thing she herself put up was... Oasis - Lets All Make Believe and above it in capitol letters, 'D'YOU WANNA MAKE BELIEVE WE LIKE EACHOTHER FUCKERS, CAUSE SHES FUCKING GONE NOW,'. What the fuck is going on!? I scroll through her friends quickly and stop on her brothers name Gareth Harris. She were really, really close with him and I know I can find out if she's okay through him. I type him a message.

Liam Gallagher: Awrite mate, look I know you don't know me but I was goin about with your sis Megan, is she alright? Get back to us please LG

An instant reply.

Gareth Harris: Is this a joke?

Liam Gallagher: Nah mate honest, is she ok? Shes no answerin' my calls or texts worried about her LG

Gareth Harris: if this is a joke then you're fucking sick

Liam Gallagher: fuck sake give me your number and I'll phone ya you can find out your fuckin self

He sends his number along with a warning that this better not be a joke. I'd like to call him some choice words but thats her brother and I need him on side. I dial it into my phone and wait for him to pick it up.

Ring Ring Ring Ring

"If this is just some fuckin-"

"Alright mate calm down. I really am Liam Gallagher, I really am goin' out your sister now tell me what the fucks going on?"

"...Holy shit. How can I be sure?"

"For fucks sake, she came down to the City game yeah? I was at that City game, she stayed at my house, she met my family for fucks sake! Mate I am going out my mind is she alright?"

"No... No she's not. She's... She's fuckin unreachable. Her ma, she, she was in an accident a few days before her birthday. She didn't make it,"

"Oh fuckin 'ell. Why the fuck aren't you with her then!"

"Because shes locked herself in that fucking house! All the curtains are closed, the keys are in the door, the only sign that she's home is the music blaring. No one can get anyone near her, she won't let anyone in, she doesn't answer her phone nobodys seen her in a couple of weeks,"

"For fucks sake Megan... Alright gimme her address,"

"I dunno..."

"Just fucking do it! I will get her to open the door, I will get her to call you, I- I, I'll fix her alright? Just please, her address? I'll leave in the next 15 minutes,"

"... (sigh) Alright Liam, I'm trusting you with my little sister, do not fuck this up,"

"I understand Gareth, but I really like her, I'm not gonna hurt her, I just wanna help her,"

He tells me the address and I jot it down quickly, thanking him and hanging up. I hang my head in my hands. Oh my Megan...

****

"Morning Liam," She grins at me and I grin back, stretching as she hands me a cup of tea.

"I could definitely get used to this, a sexy bird in just a City shirt, MY City shirt bringing me a cup of tea to wake me up, I'm mad for it," I grin at her as she giggles, giving me a shy smile and sitting next to me. I throw an arm around her and kiss her head.