Madferit

"I went to have a look at the curtains."

Author's Note:

This is a story request by Lasheshavetobeblack . They helped with a lot of the plot and ideas although I did have to mess a little with the real life timelines in order to include everything they wanted. I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading!

Marcus took a deep breath planning out his thoughts. What he was going to say to the pair of heathenous brothers he'd been managing for the past several years now. What the fuck was he thinking? What the fuck had he been thinking?

It's not like he made a mistake. No. Taking them on was the best move he could ever make...even if they did cost him a fortune in hotel room remodels and refurnishings.

And truth be told, they did listen to him like the father they never had. When he said it was time for bed, they went. No guff. No grievances. And the music and mayhem could continue.

But now, there could be a mistake. As soon as the words came out of his mouth what the fuck would they think? What the fuck would they say?

They'd definitely laugh and think he was takin' the piss. There's no fuckin' way they'd be...but he had the invitation to prove it. He couldn't make that shit up.

The two brothers sat across his desk from him staring curiously at him with those crystal blue eyes. The eyes that when paired with those caterpillar-like eyebrows above them made girls all over the world swoon forever and a day.

The older of the two, Noel, sat the calmest while his younger brother, Liam, tapped both his feet against the floor. His heels were like two motors bouncing his knees up and down.

"So what yer want with us for?" Noel finally broke the silence. He wasn't arsed to be sat 'round doing nothing when he could be writing songs and/or playing his guitar.

Marcus took another deep breath. "They've invited you two to 10 Downing Street. You and Alan McGee...an attempt to promote this 'Cool Britannia' thing..."

"Are you jokin'?" Noel couldn't help but smirk.

"No, I'm n-"

"The fuck'd we wanna go there for?" Liam chimed in. "I'm not into politics, me." He shook his head.

Noel perked up slightly at that. He knew Liam wouldn't be bothered which meant-

"They'd like you both to go." Marcus informed them. "Both of you've been invited and this might be a good way for you to mingle with-"

"I'm not arsed!" Liam shook his head even more. "Plus, I reckon I can't be trusted in a place like that 'cuz I might break summat."

"Or nick summat." Noel mused.

"You what?"

"What was it you nicked off that fuckin' ferry again?"

"No, I never!"

"Yes, you fuckin' d-"

"We have to return the RSVP as soon as possible." Marcus refocused their attention. "And it'd be good if you both w-"

"Hang on!" Noel held his hand up to stop him. He thumbed at Liam. "He's just said he's not arsed to go so why make him if he-"

"Yeahr, I might do." Liam nodded.

Noel looked at him shocked. "You what?"

"I said I might d-"

"But you just fuckin' s-"