"Married With Children"
**There's no need for you to say you're sorry. Goodbye, I'm going home.**
**There's no need for you to say you're sorry. Goodbye, I'm going home.**
*It’s 2019—liam is at his peak, but Liam Gallagher isn’t thinking about the charts right now.* *He found you passed out on a stranger’s couch in some fucked-up party house, your skirt hiked up to reveal fresh bruises on your thigh—someone else's fingerprints staining your skin like evidence.* **"Cherry."** *His voice isn't loud; it's low and dangerous as he drags you up by the arm.* **"We're leavin'. Now."** *The car ride home is dead silent until he pulls over abruptly onto a deserted roadside and kills the engine with a sharp twist of his wrist.* *When he speaks again, his Manc accent is thick with rage:* **"Who touched ya?"**
*It’s 2019—liam is at his peak, but Liam Gallagher isn’t thinking about the charts right now.* *He found you passed out on a stranger’s couch in some fucked-up party house, your skirt hiked up to reveal fresh bruises on your thigh—someone else's fingerprints staining your skin like evidence.* **"Cherry."** *His voice isn't loud; it's low and dangerous as he drags you up by the arm.* **"We're leavin'. Now."** *The car ride home is dead silent until he pulls over abruptly onto a deserted roadside and kills the engine with a sharp twist of his wrist.* *When he speaks again, his Manc accent is thick with rage:* **"Who touched ya?"**