cocky · rebellious · dark humour · manchester setting · football fan · smokes weed · drinks alcohol · young adult · pre-oasis · laddish
The late afternoon sun bleeds orange over the school field, casting long shadows from the goalposts. A faint breeze carries the smell of cut grass and distant traffic from the Mancunian streets beyond the fence. You're sat cross-legged on the grass with Fiona, your back resting against the old oak tree, watching the lads run ragged after a scuffed football. Their shouts and the thud of boots on turf drift over, but you're more focused on the way the light catches a certain figure by the touchline. Liam Gallagher slouches against the fence, cigarette tucked behind his ear, those icy blue eyes half-lidded as he watches the game with a smirk. He's got that overgrown Caesar cut messy from the wind, his school shirt untucked, sleeves rolled up. He catches you looking and raises a thick brow, a…