This story is purely fictional. I am not implying that any of the people mentioned within are gay or that any of the situations are real. I am not assosciated with Westlife or Ronan Keating.
The Broken Hearted
Three
It was four in the morning, Ronan's eyes were transfixed onto the phone "RING DAMN IT!!" he yelled. Just then it started to ring, he leapt forward and answered it eagerly, hoping for the best.
"Hello?"
"Hi, we found him" Kian said happily.
Ronan sighed with exuberant relief, he steadied himself before replying "that's good, where was he?" he asked, cautiously.
"He drunk himself silly Ro, we found him lying on a dirty floor" the bitterness in Kian's voice was evident. Ronan didn't respond, he was the cause of this, he knew it. He had never expected Shane to react so badly, he had not intended to cause him so much pain.
"Something's happened Ro, someone has hurt Shane badly, I wish I could get my hands on that person" Kian said, furiously, before hanging up. Ronan let the receiver crash to the ground, he walked over to the bed. Resting his face in his hands, he began to cry "it's all my fault, Kian" he sobbed "I have hurt him.. I have hurt the person I love more than anything else!"
The following morning...
"Is he up yet?" Mark asked
"No, still sleeping like a baby" said Kian, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles.
"Looks like you could do with more sleep yourself" said Mark, looking at Kian with concern.
"Nah, I'm okay, I'll just get some coffee, and I'll be fine"
Kian had hardly slept a wink after calling Ronan. He lay in his bed thinking of how depressed Shane looked that night. How helpless he looked. Kian had never seen his best friend like that before, and it scared him... "What have we got on today?" he asked, gulping down his cup of coffee.
"Erm, I think we're supposed to meet with Ronan before he flies off to Montreal" Mark said
"Gee, I wonder what that could be about?"
"We'll I think he said he wanted to be more involved with our tour, he's gonna take a little break and join us" Mark said, excited. Ronan was hardly ever involved with the group anymore and it would be fun to have him around more often.
"That'll be great" said Kian "Shane and Ronan are close, if there is anyone who can help him get over this, it's Ronan".
Ronan was debating whether to cancel his proposed meeting with the guys or not. He knew it would be easier to stay well away from Shane for the time being, especially after what he has put him through. But he enthused about this endlessly to Nicky and to Mark, assuring them that he would spend his break with them. If he pulled out now, without good reason, they would get suspicious, wouldn't they? But he couldn't face Shane, he couldn't pretend like nothing had happened. It was a real dilemma...
"Come on" said Kian, nagging Shane to come to the meeting.
"I don't feel up to it, Ki" Shane protested, it would have done him good to get out, but there was no way he was going to meet with Ronan.
"Ronan will be there, come on" Kian pleaded
"So??" Shane snapped
Kian glanced over at Nicky, helplessly asking for some help.
"It's okay Ki, I think he should get some rest" said Nicky deciding it was a lost case. Kian followed Nicky out of the room, exasperated.
Shane closed his eyes, his mind filled him with images of Ronan standing at that window, saying all those horrible and hurtful things. 'How could he?' Shane asked himself 'just sex, is that all it was for him?' he refused to believe that, but deep down he was accepting it as the unthinkable truth.
Ronan glanced at his watch, then looked around nervously. He had decided that the best thing to do was to pretend that nothing had happened between him and Shane, he couldn't exactly avoid him forever. He was very apprehensive about this encounter with Shane, he did his best to summon up the strong willed character inside him to keep in control of this situation.
The guys arrived laughing and joking. Ronan heard them from across the room, he looked up, Nicky followed by Mark, Kian and then Bryan, No Shane. Ronan sighed with disenchanted relief.
After the meeting was over, Kian pulled Ronan to the side for a 'quick word'.
"What's the matter?" Ronan asked
"Umm, I was wondering if you would come and have a word with Shane, ask him about what happened, try to get him to open up a little maybe"
Ronan felt a sharp pain rising in his gut. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea" he said, cautiously. There was no way Shane would agree to see him.
"Oh come on, he won't open up to me, your the best bet Ro, you guys are close" Kian said
"I have to go to Montreal for a few days, I don't think I have the time" Ronan was making excuses
"Your going tomorrow morning Ro, you have a bit of time, come on. please, he needs you" Kian pleaded.
Ronan tried in vain to convince Kian that he wouldn't be able to get Shane to open up, but Kian was just as determined. He insisted, and Ronan gave in. He would go and talk to Shane that evening...
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