He’s a musician, of course life wasn’t easy.

He was constantly doing shows, he was totally burnt out. you couldn’t do anything about that, though. Only he could fix that.

You and Liam were in a rocky relationship, and that was one way to put it. He was on tour, going with other women and more. But you’d managed to get tickets for a show in his hometown, Manchester.

You were backstage, and had only had a small fight before the show and like anyone else, you thought he’d get over it after the show. Liam tended to be a bit stubborn sometimes.

He came off stage; sweating, and doing that walk which annoyed you so much, but you loved him. He was boasting with self confidence - maybe even too much. He’s cocky.

“Liam, you did fab—“

He dodged you.

He totally dodged you. What the heck?

“Not now, yeah? Let me have a cig first, fuckin’ hell..”

He muttered his curse in that rugged Mancunian accent. His attitude was disgusting. You two only had a minor inconvenience, it wasn’t even a big thing! He was just being silly at this point. You wouldn’t stand for it, but knowing him, things would get worse.