LMPYITP: The Random Passages

Rip It Up, Rip It Up if You're Ever Gonna Make It

Author's Note:

The first (and possibly most important) thing is please consider watching the video at the top. "Delicious" doesn't even begin to describe it but I'm probably pretty biased. The second thing is where this chapter falls within Jules' main story so there's going to be a spoiler alert. I've honestly lost track and know the most recent updates in the Random Passages have jumped back and forth between real time (which puts the story at about Chapter 111/112) and the story's time (which is December 2017 in the most recent chapter). I hope that makes sense. This update will fit around Chapter 111/112 somewhere in that general area. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading!

The venue reminded me of the one we went to in Pittsburgh. The stage was on the side of the building but was very much in Ohio. Cleveland once again. It really didn't shock me Noel wouldn't play the same place twice.

It was another double bill this time and finally one I was bothered for. It had been quite a dream of mine and I couldn't help thinking I had something to do with making it happen.

No one would openly admit it but the look on Noel's face said enough. And coupled with Liam's overall moodiness since the announcement...yeah it was definitely summat to do with me.

Liam wasn't with us. He wanted to come but Pretty Green's summer stuff held him back. He wasn't happy I was traveling with Noel either but I certainly wasn't going to fly over by myself.

My sister met us at the airport. It was her first time meeting Noel in person since the wedding. I could tell she felt a bit awkward talking to him.

He was chatty, trying to make conversation with her. Pulling from what I told him but still at somewhat of a loss for what to say. It was weird how shy he could be. And Liam was the exact same way. They could both be so gobby but scared shitless at the same time.

"Are ya sure you don't wanna stay on the side a the stage?" Noel asked just before my sister and I left to get front and center. "There's a great view."

"No thanks." I replied. "We already decided we wanna be in the crowd so that's where we're going."

He scratched his head as I looked at my reflection in his worry-hiding sunglasses. "I'd prefer ya on the side a the stage if I'm honest. Much safer-"

"Well it's not like you have much of a say! We'll be fine, Noel!"

He acquiesced and we took off to find our place. Front and center. Right where the best parts would be.

Noel was up first just like he had been in Pittsburgh...but my sights were much more set on the second act.

And I'm pretty sure he knew it.

"Right." Noel said into his mic. "We've got one more song for ya this evenin' so thank you very much for comin' to see us."

"Don't Look Back In Anger". The obvious end to a Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds concert.

He didn't say anything directly to me when they finished. And he was wearing sunglasses so I couldn't tell if he was even looking at me.

He left the stage and disappeared somewhere in the back.

The roadies quickly came out and changed the equipment. I smiled when I saw the name on the new bass drum head.

And then, he finally appeared.