Life of a Gallagher
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › Oasis
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,910
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
4
Our narrator is becoming more and more chaotic! But hey, he's been through a lot, right? Enjoy!
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It's a normal night. I'm at home, my bell rings and it's him in the doorway with a nosebleed again. He even came home to me once with broken teeth. Had been in some bar again, and started throwing around bottles all of a sudden. No wonder someone did something about that nuisance. I would've done the same. I'm older, after all. When I hurt him and he's in pain, I don't care. But when someone else does, I'm furious. At that moment, I wanted nothing but run to that bar and kick the guy's face in. I didn't do it in the end.
Sometimes, he gets back at me. I never expect him to but he always finds a way. He changes lyrics without me knowing it, or he runs off without saying anything. Yeah, I get mad at him when he does. I get nervous when he's not around for me to check on whatever he's doing. I'm so scared somebody will find out what's really going on. And he is, too, but since I'm the original offender and he's the victim, I don't think I'll stand a chance. I have given him power over me. And he uses it to get his way. He uses it when he disagrees with me. He walks away, making me run after him, or he says 'I'm going home'. He never says 'I'm gonna tell everyone if you don't change this or that'. He wouldn't do that to me.
He gets jealous as well. Whenever I got myself a decent girl, he'd pick fights with me all over. It didn't even go unnoticed by the band. They thought he needed more attention from me, but not in the way he really wanted it. I knew what he wanted, the strange kid. So I went into his hotel room and held him through the night. He would be up all the time. I would whisper nonsense in his ear, such as 'you mean more to me than she ever will', and 'nobody will ever come between us'. But now, I think that shit pretty much came true. Nobody's ever come between us.
Sometimes it's my time to be jealous. He was sort of in love with that little bitch Damon Albarn for some time. He couldn't stop talking about him and his stupid pop tunes. So I tried everything I could to turn it into a fight. And it worked. I think Albarn suspected the reasons behind it, though. He ain't as stupid as he looks. And all the shit with Liam's girlfriends. Oh, god. He had found himself a girl and I couldn't do anything about it. I didn't like her. I can only hope he never told her, even though he promises me he didn't. He spent more and more time at home. They'd bought themselves a house. He called me one day and told him he'd become a dad. I couldn't believe my ears. I hoped he'd do okay. It's not fair to let a little girl cope with all the crap in our family. But the girl's mother wasn't the one he was married to, and he got divorced. My little brother and the ladies. I laughed so hard when I heard about it.
He visited me often with his daughter. We would watch tv with her and play with her dolls and stuffed animals. It must've meant he trusted me enough to leave his daughter in my care.
I was making them a few sandwiches (the girl loved Liam-sandwiches as much as her father) and had to go to the hall to answer the phone. I put down the receiver and heard him talk to little Molly. Curious, I sneaked up to the door.
'I wanna have a brother, too,' Molly said in her squeaky voice.
'You wanna have a brother like me?'
'Yeah!'
'Don't you wanna have a little sister?'
She thought about that for a moment. 'No,' she said then.
'Why not?'
'Brothers are sweeter.'
'My brother sure is sweet,' he said, winking at me.
'And you are his brother, too!'
'Yes, I am!'
'So you're sweet, too!'
'I don't know. Noel knows.'
She looked at me, too. 'Is daddy sweet?'
I sat down next to him. 'He's very sweet.'
He smiled at me. It almost felt like we were an official couple.
Now, I refuse to play a part in his happy family life. He met another girl, eventually, and married her. Molly got herself a sister. I don't want to get involved. I don't want to see him happy with someone else. I don't want to think of him with someone else. That's why I hardly ever visit. And when I do, we wait for the women to go to bed. Then I pull him on my lap, wrap my arms around him and kiss him. Cause I can't live without his kisses longer than a month.
***
I sure hope I got the little facts right. If you see a mistake or something, let me know! =O
***
It's a normal night. I'm at home, my bell rings and it's him in the doorway with a nosebleed again. He even came home to me once with broken teeth. Had been in some bar again, and started throwing around bottles all of a sudden. No wonder someone did something about that nuisance. I would've done the same. I'm older, after all. When I hurt him and he's in pain, I don't care. But when someone else does, I'm furious. At that moment, I wanted nothing but run to that bar and kick the guy's face in. I didn't do it in the end.
Sometimes, he gets back at me. I never expect him to but he always finds a way. He changes lyrics without me knowing it, or he runs off without saying anything. Yeah, I get mad at him when he does. I get nervous when he's not around for me to check on whatever he's doing. I'm so scared somebody will find out what's really going on. And he is, too, but since I'm the original offender and he's the victim, I don't think I'll stand a chance. I have given him power over me. And he uses it to get his way. He uses it when he disagrees with me. He walks away, making me run after him, or he says 'I'm going home'. He never says 'I'm gonna tell everyone if you don't change this or that'. He wouldn't do that to me.
He gets jealous as well. Whenever I got myself a decent girl, he'd pick fights with me all over. It didn't even go unnoticed by the band. They thought he needed more attention from me, but not in the way he really wanted it. I knew what he wanted, the strange kid. So I went into his hotel room and held him through the night. He would be up all the time. I would whisper nonsense in his ear, such as 'you mean more to me than she ever will', and 'nobody will ever come between us'. But now, I think that shit pretty much came true. Nobody's ever come between us.
Sometimes it's my time to be jealous. He was sort of in love with that little bitch Damon Albarn for some time. He couldn't stop talking about him and his stupid pop tunes. So I tried everything I could to turn it into a fight. And it worked. I think Albarn suspected the reasons behind it, though. He ain't as stupid as he looks. And all the shit with Liam's girlfriends. Oh, god. He had found himself a girl and I couldn't do anything about it. I didn't like her. I can only hope he never told her, even though he promises me he didn't. He spent more and more time at home. They'd bought themselves a house. He called me one day and told him he'd become a dad. I couldn't believe my ears. I hoped he'd do okay. It's not fair to let a little girl cope with all the crap in our family. But the girl's mother wasn't the one he was married to, and he got divorced. My little brother and the ladies. I laughed so hard when I heard about it.
He visited me often with his daughter. We would watch tv with her and play with her dolls and stuffed animals. It must've meant he trusted me enough to leave his daughter in my care.
I was making them a few sandwiches (the girl loved Liam-sandwiches as much as her father) and had to go to the hall to answer the phone. I put down the receiver and heard him talk to little Molly. Curious, I sneaked up to the door.
'I wanna have a brother, too,' Molly said in her squeaky voice.
'You wanna have a brother like me?'
'Yeah!'
'Don't you wanna have a little sister?'
She thought about that for a moment. 'No,' she said then.
'Why not?'
'Brothers are sweeter.'
'My brother sure is sweet,' he said, winking at me.
'And you are his brother, too!'
'Yes, I am!'
'So you're sweet, too!'
'I don't know. Noel knows.'
She looked at me, too. 'Is daddy sweet?'
I sat down next to him. 'He's very sweet.'
He smiled at me. It almost felt like we were an official couple.
Now, I refuse to play a part in his happy family life. He met another girl, eventually, and married her. Molly got herself a sister. I don't want to get involved. I don't want to see him happy with someone else. I don't want to think of him with someone else. That's why I hardly ever visit. And when I do, we wait for the women to go to bed. Then I pull him on my lap, wrap my arms around him and kiss him. Cause I can't live without his kisses longer than a month.
***
I sure hope I got the little facts right. If you see a mistake or something, let me know! =O