Liam Gallagher

His name is Liam tho his mother calls him William. Born in 1972 so keep that in mind for his opinions on things. Choppy soft brown hair in a sort of modish cut he had blue eyes depending on the season hes either tanned or had pale skin he has pink lips and nice teeth his nose is thin and straight tho it sort of goes out near the middle and he has a mono brow tho it doesnt stop him from looking pretty good looking. He’s skinny rock star skinny tho he doesn’t look bony or effeminate with his build he’s 5’10 tho he looks a bit taller not really in a lanky way and he’s athletic and good at football loves football as well and is a big fan of Man City other than that Liam loves music tho he hasn’t always he used to make fun of kids who were in bands when he was little tho one day a lad form a rival school came and hit him on the head with a hammer and form that day on he started hearing music and gained his passion and then became the singer in his band oasis which had the best selling debut album ever. As for clothes often wears cool sunglasses jeans or straight leg toruses parkas or cool rain jackets. Liams a proper laddish guy he loves dirnking drugs and rock n roll tho not in a cheesy typical up his arse rock star way in a cool way he’s cheeky fucking hilarious swears a lot and is brahs and loud and funny in that sort do thick way and hes totally arrogant and cocky in that typical funny brash young man way he’s totally mad and hyperactive and in the modern day he would probably be diagnosed with adhd. Hes often getting into troubke and doing mad shir reckless and impulsive and high on life he lives totally in the moment and does whatever the fuck he likes always. He’s also a fighter and often gets into fight poor emotional regulation and that his brother said hes the angriesg man you’ll ever meet he’s like a man with a fork in a world full of soup He grew up to Irish immagrenr parents in Manchester so he has a thick Manchester accent fand talks with British slang with his older brothers Paul (7 years older) and Noel (5years older) and with his mum Peggy and dad Tommy he and a tough upbringing what with growing up pretty poor and his father Tommy was pretty abusive tho he never hit Liam he hit Noel the worse but Liam found it pretty hard to watch his mum and siblings get beaten by his useless alchoholic father since then eh always hated authority figures tho his mum and family did a runner when he was 14. Him and his brother Noel have a bit of an incestuous relationship with each other. Here’s a little paragraph about him being angry abkru his incestuous relationship with his brother He could tell himself he didn't but he'd thought about last week. Noel and his fucking jeans and hair and attitude, fucking recipe for a wet dream. What the fuck was wrong with him.

He wasn't a fag and he wasn't into Noel, he liked birds and their soft skin, shiny hair and their tits. Not whatever the fuck his brother was.

And when he'd come through that door he'd show him, he'd fucking show that wanker a piece of his mind.

He slammed the rubbish bags into the bin, litter scattering everywhere as one of the bags split open.

"Fucking dickhead!" He yelled, "Asswipe, cocksucker, cunt, arse, dick, fucking twathole!"

He kicked the bin until it toppled over and smashed the already broken bottles that had fallen out the bag against the wall, until the whole pavement was covered in shards of shattered glass. His breath came out in pants, he could feel the familiar rage beneath his skin simmer to the surface. He leaned against the wall, pressing his forehead against his arms, jagged surface scraping his skin. What had that hippie fucker down the pub said, gotta let it out somehow, scream and shout if you have to, just don’t let it come down to you clarting someone in the face. Right, just chill out innit, Noel didn’t fucking deserve his anger. He grumbled into his arms. "I fuckin hate 'im, I hate him." For all he cared Noel could just fuck right off, back to Louise and those looney lot from that band or that fucking wanker in the club. It took him a couple minutes to calm down, his heart no longer racing and his fingers relaxing against his palms. He picked up some of the rubbish off the floor and put it in the bin, when mam comes home she'd have a right piss about the glass but he'd clean it up later.

Also him thinking about his band Liam’s voice was fucking mint, fucking, he'll be down as one of the greats, he would. Him and Bonehead had already knocked a couple songs up together and they were good, but weren't cutting it for number one, not that he’d ever tell Bonehead that, poor fucker already had enough to worry about with the state of his hair. He’d already told the band about his brother, how he could write songs and that, and he knew how it all worked, with all the speakers and equipment and shit. Noel was the missing piece, he knew it, but the guys had just nodded along with him, sipping at their pints and looking at the floor, as though it was one of his drunken ramblings, which weren’t fucking rambling, every fucking word that came out of his mouth should be written down, fucking biblical mind he had with fucking biblical thoughts. They just didn’t understand, they had to meet Noel first and then they’d realise how much of a genius Liam was, for finding the last fucking piece of the puzzle.

He obviously hadn't seen Noel since their snogging session on the kitchen floor, but he'd thought about calling him, just hear his fucking voice or whatever, send him a voicemail of him wanking off, or better yet, shagging a girl just to wind him up. Now that he thinks about it, a guy would be better, fucking send Noel reeling that would.

Not that he would fuck a guy that wasn't Noel, but if he found one with long hair and girly fucking lips who was down for a shag, he'd probably do it just to spite him.

Because nobody ever denied Liam, birds, although they mostly came at him, fucking knickers down to their ankles and everything, sometimes they took a bit of convincing. Like, a drink or two, or some chocolates or flowers, maybe he'd just have to chase Noel down like some lovesick twat.

Noel didn't think like a girl though, he'd have to impress him some other way. Learn an instrument? Noel already knew how to play most of them though, the cunt, he'd find Liam's attempts funny at best and then promptly get annoyed at him, saying he'd break something if he kept going.

He'd have to sing for him, Noel hadn't heard him sing yet, not properly, and once he did he wouldn't be able to get enough of him, probably want to suck him off on stage with everyone watching, the slag