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I sat in the garden on a bench in the sunshine and listened to the fountain. I also watched the water jumping and glistening, it was rather relaxing. So relaxing that I almost fell asleep.
"OI OI, YER ALRIGH' RKID, NO SLEEPIN' AT THIS PARTY" a very loud mancunian rips me out of it.

"Fuck off fake Liam, yer nah real" I was getting to grips with what was real and what was fake. I knew when to take my meds because i'd start seeing and hearing things when they were overdue.

"Oi thats a bit rude that is, how can yer prove that then" he asks.

"Because, Fake Liam, real Liam said that to me at a real party last year, as I was fallin' asleep. How can you prove yer real?" I ask.

"Like this" he sits next to me then reaches down to my thigh and pinches it. It was exposed because I was wearing denim shorts.

"Oi" I jump and punch him. Then I look at him properly and throw my arms around him. "I missed you" I mumble into his shoulder "you smell like overpriced cologne and cigarettes".

"Is that a compliment?" He asks.

"Yeah, guess it is" i chuckle.

"So wass this fake Liam like then? Is he fuckin' annoyin' like me?".

"Yer not annoyin' yer just piss me off sometimes Rkid. Fake Liam is like you but he talks different. But he still listens. He's nice to talk to when real you is off doin' summat" I explain "where's Noel?".

"He was delayed in traffic, insisted I bring myself here as he aint spendin' an hour in a car with me, Patsy's here" he replies "gone to get coffee".

"Patsy?" I ask.

"Yeah, you know, Jim Kerr's ex wife, me fioncé".

"Fioncé? Yer marryin' her?" I ask.

"Yeah, you seem shocked".

"Nah its just.... you cheated on Violet with someone who starred in a film with her uncle and for the past three months ive been in an drug induced coma-trance thinking that i'm thirty three and you two are back together" I reply.

"You dreamt we were back together?".

"Yeah, you were happy. We all were. Until yer tipped me off Noelie were doin' coke again and cheating on me with his PA" I reply.

Liam cuts me off by laughing. "His PA?  Thats very un-noel like" he replies "what did you do about it?".

"Smashed her fuckin' face in and got arrested in germany, then I woke up here with a psych explaining to me I had been comatose for three months after a head injury from jumpin out a window" my hand touches the stiches on the top of my head, it was close to my forehead but in my hairline so you couldnt see it very well (the hair had grown back and it just looked like I had a short back and sides, which i didnt mind, not that i had a choice)

"Yeah, you were in a really rough place, honey, but we love you. My god we love you so fuckin' much" he replies. He was going to continue but Patsy is seen in the distance walking towards us. I put my head on his shoulder.

"I know you do Li, both of you are my boys and always will be" I almost whisper so she cant hear me. 
She passes Liam one of the coffee mugs in her hands and takes a sip out the other.

"Hiya love, sorry I didnt get you one, I didn't know what you liked" she smiles "how are you feeling?".

"Better now yer here" I reply sarcastically. She takes it seriously and smiles bigger.

"Well I like to make anyone's day better" she says. I'd only been back in 1997 a week and I already wanted to shoot myself.

"So I hear you and Liam are gettin' married" I reply in a fake cheerful kinda way.

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