Forever And Ever.

31

"Last christmas I gave you my heart but the very next day, you gave it away, this year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special" I sing along to the radio. I was dancing about the house like mad, hanging tinsel from just about anything that wasnt fixed flat to the wall. I swirled and twirled and bumped right into Siobhan. She was holding an expensive looking, pink bottle of champagne.

"Sorry, the door were unlocked" she smiles "I got yous this".

"Thank you, Si, that's so nice of yer" I take it from her and look at it.

"Nah problem, lass, merry christmas" she smiles and we hug.

"Can yer believe it? Christmas 1987 already, the time has fuckin' flown by" I chuckle.

"Its only gonna keep gettin' faster and faster. Before yous know it, we'll both be thirty and married wit' kids" she replies.

I chuckle "fuck off, who am I gonna marry, like? Aint no one north of the equator on my list".

"What about..." she smirks, she was gonna say someone I definitely wouldnt marry "Liam".

"Liam? As in little Liam Gallagher? Leave it out will yer? He's fifteen for christs sakes".

"Yeah, but he'll be twenty-five when we're thirty" she chuckles.

"I ain't marryin' Liam fuckin' Gallagher, not now, not when im thirty, not in a million fuckin' year" I reply, pretending to be angry then.

"Ok, what about Noel then? Considerin' yous are together like?".

"Please, like he's gonna propose" I chuckle "he hasnt got the balls".

"Well actually" Noel says from the doorway to the livingroom, I hadnt even noticed him there watching us. He walks over to me and takes my hand, I stand up. Gets on one knee and pulls out a little navy blue box. "Jessica Maye Hamilton, will yer marry me?".

"What?" I ask.

"I said wi-".

"I know what you said, doughnut" I cut him off. He opens the box. Its a little gold ring with a diamond thats not too big and not too small. Infact its quite a beatiful ring."yes, 1000 times, yes" I smile. He gets up and kisses me. All his nerves must have gone. There's clapping as he puts the ring on me. What is it with people sneaking into the house today? I look round to find my mum, alfie, liam, Paul, Peggy and stepdad Alan all standing on the other side of the room cheering and clapping.

"RIGHT" Liam shouts "I think a fuckin' celebration is in order, dont you?". He reaches for one of the bottles of rosé on my lovely snack spread that I had just laid out this morning. Peggy reaches over and smacks his hand away.

"Yous wont be illegally drinking in my company, boy" she hisses to him, obviously embaressed that her son was acting out even though we were all just as bad. "And watch your language will yous? Its disrespectful".

I look at noel. "I fucking love you so much".

"I bet I love you more" he grins.
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It had started raining (because everyone knows snow on christmas in England is a myth) and Liam had offered to drive me to Paul Weller's house, Illegally, Violet's car, so I could get my stupid husband back in time for some christmas dinner. He had some cheek going there on christmas day though I tell you. The only reason I let liam drive, Illegally, is that I have a fear of driving in the rain and snow/ice for no particular reason.  You just hear horror stories about driving in these conditions all the time and it gets to me.
"I really dont know why yer fuckin' botherin' with Rkid yer know" liam says as we stop at a what seems like the 600th red light since we left five minutes ago.