LMPYITP: The Random Passages

Let Me Take You Away Over the Line

            "Fuckin' 'ell!" Noel exclaimed as he shook his head at something on his computer.

"What's the matter?" I asked as I came and sat down by him on the couch.

"Fuckin' realtor just emailed me. Said the cunt he just showed the house to's not interested. I'm never gonna get rid of that bloody place!"

"Cheer up." I tried to console him. "I'm sure you'll sell it eventually."

"Right." He sighed. "It's funny really. As much as I wanna sell it, I know I'll miss it when it's gone."

"I'm sure you will."

"Yeah." He continued. "It's always been a good hideout for when you have a row with your...never mind."

Noel and his High Flying Birds jetted off to Mexico to begin their latest tour, leaving me behind in London. Don't feel bad for me though. I wanted it that way. Noel begged me to come with him but I wasn't arsed. He begged me for other things too but I wasn't arsed for them either.

I realized how quiet the flat could actually be on my first day alone in it. I had no desire to spend the whole day inside by myself so I left. Something weighed heavily on my mind. It had been since that fateful Sunday afternoon.

I had to deal with it even though I was kind of scared to.

I took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. I waited for about thirty seconds and started to get nervous when no one answered the door.

'This is stupid, Jules.' I told myself. 'You made your bed, now you've gotta lie in it."

I knew I fucked up. I was so good at fucking up.

I was about to turn around and leave when I thought of one more thing. I grabbed the doorknob and turned it. Surprisingly, it was unlocked.

"Hello?" I called as I entered the foyer.

No answer.

I walked through the flat until I reached the living room. I couldn't help giggling to myself as I watched what was going on in there.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He just sat there on the floor with his legs pretzel style and his eyes closed.

"Liam?"

He didn't respond. Maybe he didn't hear me?

"Liam?"

"Fuckin' hell!" He yelled as his eyes shot open. "Can't ya see I'm meditatin'!"

"Oh that's what this is?" I said.

"Yeah." He saw me grinning. "Don't take the piss!"

"I'm not!" I assured him.

"Yeah. Right. Shouldn't you be off fuckin' about with Little and Large?"

"No I shouldn't."

"Then how the hell did you get home from the match? Fuck knows I didn't take ya there." He said.

"I rode the tube." I informed him.

"By yourself?"

"No. With Noel."

"Thought he was ridin' 'round pickin' shit music." He said.