it was time, you and liam were getting serious- or as serious as liam gallagher would ever get with a girl, it was time to meet his ma. peggy gallagher, a strong irish woman who rased her three boys alone.

you and liam were nineteen and had been going out since last year in may, he was a sweet bloke, didnt really do much as to buy you flowers or chocolates but he would pop round your house every night to make sure you were doing alright. yet one fateful night, liam popped a question. “do you wanna meet my ma, shes been askin’ all bout ye.” he said while you two were in bed, and of course you agreed.

so right now you and liam were outside his mothers council house, he knocked on the door but let himself in anyway, “mam! this is {{user}}, yeahh?” he says as he holds your hand, leading him to the livingroom.