Date: Fri, 18 May 2001 14:53:12
From: Jeff Langdon <jeff_langdon@hotmail.com>
Subject: Westlife Romance - Chapter 37

This story is pure fiction and involves the members of Westlife.  I am in no
way implying anything about the sexuality of any of their members.  This is
purely a fictional story.  Enjoy!

I would really, really appreciate some feedback on the story...so please
send any comments and/or suggestions to jeff_langdon@hotmail.com.  I would
love to hear from you!!

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Westlife Romance - Part 37

The night went on and Nicky stole the spotlight.  He mingled all over the
ballroom, chatting with guests of all ages.  He danced with the ladies and
talked business with the gentlemen.  All in all, Nicky was the talk of the
ballroom.  Of course, the other lads did their share of promotion, but it
was obvious who was pulling the weight that night.

It was nearly eleven when the first guests began to leave, although the
majority of them stayed behind.  Nicky decided that he'd had enough and made
a quiet exit from the ballroom, but not before catching Bryan's attention.
Bryan excused himself and ran after Nicky.  Seeing Nicky's smiles and
laughter earlier in the night, Bryan told himself that perhaps now was a
good time to talk to his band mate.

"Nix, wait up!" Bryan called out as he ran after his band mate.

Nicky turned and looked at Bryan running towards him.  But there was no
smile in his face.

"What is it, Bryan?"

"I...I thought maybe we could talk..." Bryan said nervously.

"Don't think that'll be necessary, Bryan," Nicky replied firmly.  "I already
told you.  I don't have a problem.  And I don't need your help.  Just leave
me alone."  And as those words were spoken, Nicky walked into the elevator
and the door closed, leaving a disappointed Bryan standing in the lobby.

Bryan went back to the party but he did so reluctantly.  Finally, the party
ended a little past midnight and the four remaining lads went back to their
hotel floor.  As the doors of the elevator opened, they saw Nicky emerging
from the lounge with a bottle of water.  Again, Bryan called out.

Nicky turned and was clearly very annoyed.  "What is it now, Bryan?" he
demanded with a hostile tone.  The other lads were taken aback by this, but
Bryan had already expected it.

"Nix, please talk to me," Bryan pleaded.  "I'm begging you!"

"I already told you to leave me alone," Nicky replied.  "Which part didn't
you understand?  Why must you always be a pest?"  The words that came from
Nicky stung Bryan and his face clearly showed it.

Shane had clearly heard enough and couldn't stand Nicky's attitude any
longer.  "That is so unfair to Bryan, Nicky and you know it!" he said
angrily.

Nicky took a step closer and stared at Shane angrily.  "Don't talk to me
about what's fair and unfair, Shane.  I suppose it was fair that my
boyfriend cheated on me and treated me like fool, right?  I suppose I
deserved to be raped by the one person that I loved and trusted, right?"
Nicky yelled, furious with Shane's comment.  Without waiting for an answer,
Nicky turned and headed to his room, slamming the door so hard that the lads
cringed at the sound.

Once inside the security of his room, Nicky collapsed on the bed and shook
with tears.  "I'm so sorry, Bryan," he whispered.  "I'm sorry...Why do you
have to be so patient with me...I'm no good for you, Bryan...just move
on..."

Meanwhile, Bryan went into his room quietly and sat by the window,
struggling to hold his tears back.  "I'm not going to give up, Nix..." he
vowed.  "I'll wait for you even if it's the last thing I do..."

Nicky tossed and turned in his bed, flailing his arms and whispering
incoherently.  "No...no...don't...no...please let me go, please..."  For the
next half an hour, Nicky's tormentor continued his work.  Nicky's blond hair
was soaked with cold sweat and his mind was taunted.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" he yelled as he bolted up from his bed.

"Fuck," he mumbled, knowing that it was another nightmare.  It had become so
frequent that he was beginning to accept these horrific nightmares, only
that with each nightmare, they were becoming increasingly real and
terrorizing.  The cool night breeze blew into the room, causing Nicky to
shiver.  "Oh God...I need you, Bryan...I need you..." he cried.  But he knew
the path that he must take.  He must face this alone.  He had made a
decision to drive Bryan away, a decision to bear the pain himself.  Little
did he realize that by doing so, the pain that he inflicted on Bryan and the
rest of the lads were beyond what words could describe.  He looked out the
window, to the slowly brightening sky.  The window then began to move,
slowly...then there were two windows...then three.  The bed began to
move...and the floor...The room began to spin...faster and faster.  Nicky
buried his face in his hands, hoping that he could stop the spinning, and
for a while, the spinning stopped.  As he got up off of the bed, again, the
spinning began.  Nicky struggled to the bathroom, grabbing onto anything
that he could find along the way.  After five tortuous minutes, he finally
made it.

He searched frantically for his medication, and thankfully, it didn't take
him long.  He took out two pills and downed it with cold water.  Splashing
his face with water, he finally managed to stand without having to grab onto
anything.  The spinning eventually stopped.  The sun was rising.  Nicky put
on his clothes and sighed.  Another day of putting on a mask, another day of
driving away his friends.  Sighing again, Nicky opened the door and walked
down the hall to the lounge.

...to be continued....

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Hope you enjoyed this segment.  Let me know what you think!!

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