Westlife Story

By ethan coleman

Published on Oct 7, 2000

Gay

The Westlife Story

This story is purely fictional. I am NOT implying that any of the members of Westlife are Gay! More westlife stories to come on my website: www.geocities.com/westlife02/

One.

Early the next day, Ronan Keating arrived in London, flying in from Kingston. He had promised the lads that he would help them prepare for their first major UK concert, which meant that he had to cut his luxurious Caribbean holiday short. But truth be told, he would much rather sacrifice his social life, if it ever obstructed his devotion to the group. He rested for a mere two hours before the workaholic side of his nature kicked in. He contacted all five members of the group; to inform them of his arrival and remind them of the preparatory meeting scheduled for that evening. When he completed the round of calls, he pulled up a chair to the window of his 19th floor suite, and peered outside. A herd of enthusiastic photographers lined the entrance to the hotel, various complex devices dangling down their necks. 'What a waste of talent!' he thought, remembering his childhood dream of becoming a photographer. A brief smile cornered his thin lips as he delved deeper into his nostalgic thoughts. He remembered the first time he attempted to sing, at a karaoke in his junior school. No one could have possibly contemplated the idea of that shy, slightly overweight kid, with a creaky voice becoming the lead singer of a very successful boyband. He was bought back to the here and now, startled by the high pitched ringing of his new cell phone. "Hello" he said, recovering himself. "Hi, Ro, Its me, Nicky" "What's up?" Nicky hesitated, cleared his throat and stuttered. "Are you alright?" asked Ronan, frowning with concern. "Yeah...umm, I need to talk to you, right now" Nicky blurted. "Can't it wait for tonight?" Ronan asked, unsettled by the edgy tone in Nicky's voice. "No, it's important" Nicky replied, seriously. "Okay, come over now" he told Nicky the name of the hotel and his suite number, before cancelling the call.

Half an hour later, Nicky walked towards Ronan's suite, dressed in black. His beautiful face marred with a tense expression, he was nervous about his planned heart to heart with Ronan, but at the same time he was quite certain that Ronan was the best person to talk to. He walked along the corridor, lost in thought, failing to notice the two young female fans waving at his ecstatically. As he reached Ronan's room, he stood still for a moment, making sure that this is exactly what he wanted to do.

After a few minutes of pondering he reached out and pressed the bell. Ronan opened the large pine door almost immediately and invited Nicky inside. "Hey Ro how are you man?" asked Nicky, trying his best to hide his nerves. "Good" replied Ro, nodding his head. He offered him a drink, but Nicky refused. "I need to talk to you" "Yeah, go ahead, it sounded important," said Ronan, seating himself opposite Nicky. "It sure is" whispered Nicky nervously, before falling silent. Ronan studied the expression on Nicky's face; the feint lines of an upcoming frown enhanced his already magnificent beauty to give him an altogether startling look. Ronan waited a few moments longer, before breaking the silence. "What's the matter?" he asked seriously, a frown appearing on his face. Nicky looked up at him opened his mouth, but somehow the words eluded him, and all that came out was a soft moan. Ronan's face filled with concern as he saw two tears roll down Nicky's lowered face. "Nicky! What's wrong, tell me will you?" he pleaded. Nicky sniffed, and wiped the tears. 'Shit' he thought 'I didn't want to cry'. "Nicky?" "Ro, I'm sorry" Nicky started, steadying himself "I, umm I want to go back to Ireland" "You're kidding, right?" Nicky shook his head; he stood up and walked over to the window. Ronan watched him in total shock, he couldn't believe that Nicky was homesick. "Why do you want to go back?" he asked, trying not to get hysterical. Nicky stayed quiet for a few moments, thinking. "I don't think I can be a part of Westlife anymore," he said. "What? Why not?" Ronan shouted, getting louder. "I can't say" Ronan walked over towards Nicky, trying to steady himself. He reached out squeezed his shoulder. "Come on, Nicky, I'll sort it out" Nicky looked back at him "I don't think it's something that you can sort out, I don't think anyone can sort it out" he said. Ronan watched him, confused. He had no idea what Nicky was talking about. "Try me" he said softly, trying to assure Nicky.

"I'm in love with Kian, and I don't think I can work with him anymore" Nicky blurted out. Ronan's look of shock lasted for a mere few seconds before he replaced it with a more understanding expression. He gave Nicky a quick hug for comfort, before ordering him to take a seat. "Does anyone else know about this?" asked Ronan trying to put everything in perspective. Nicky shook his head. "Okay, firstly I understand that this is hard for you, but it is something you'll have to deal with. Love can be a difficult thing, especially if it's unrequited. But running away f rom it won't help, you'll have to learn to deal with the situation and be strong. I'm not saying forget about your feelings for Kian, because that won't help, they don't just go away. But you'll have to rise above that and show the world that everything is okay, and maybe when you get the chance, you'll have to try to talk to Kian. But leaving just like that will not help." Nicky shook his head, dismissing everything Ronan just said. "I can't, how can I act normal, when everything has changed?" he asked. Ronan thought about that for a moment before replying with a question of his own. "How long have you felt this way?" he asked. Nicky shrugged "I've always had feelings for Kian, it's just now they are too strong to ignore" he answered clearly, keeping his voice steady. "Are you sure it's love?" Ronan asked prying further in order to give some reasonable advice to Nicky. "Yes" Nicky replied without hesitating. "I think about him all the time, whenever I'm alone, I think about how I would like to hold him and what we would talk about if we were together. Sometimes when buying clothes for myself, I imagine how Kian would react to them, would he like them?... Every time I'm around him, my heart begins to beat faster and I can't concentrate on anything else." Nicky sighed, summing up his feelings openly for the first time. "I have to leave, I don't think I can handle it anymore" he added. "If you go, the whole group will fall apart" said Ronan, trying to make Nicky see some sense "I thought the group meant a lot to you". Nicky sighed as Ronan's guilt trip took effect. "It still means a lot to me" "Then why leave? Why are you sacrificing one love for the other? You'll end up with nothing," said Ronan, not meaning it to come out as harshly as it did. Nicky stayed quiet, he had no idea what he wanted, he knew Ronan was right but he couldn't bare the thought of facing Kian every day, without being able to touch him. "Ronan, what shall I do?" he asked finally, in despair. "Stay and fight your feelings for Kian, don't jeopardise your career" After fighting with his thoughts for some time, Nicky finally nodded in agreement "Okay" he said, hoping to god, that he could forget about Kian and concentrate on the band. But deep down he knew that it was impossible to forget about him.

Shane kissed Nicky lightly on the lips, while caressing his soft neck with his fingertips. Nicky kissed him back, sliding his hands to the back of Shane's neck and pulling him closer, he moved his lips from Shane's mouth down to his chin, and then to his neck, kissing his Adam's apple in such a tender way that Shane couldn't help but moan softly. "Nicky" he whispered, his eyes closed. "I love you" Nicky smiled stroking the outline of Shane's lips with his smooth fingers. "I love you too," he said, staring lovingly into Shane's eyes. Shane opened his eyes, startled by a loud noise. He looked around only half expecting to find Nicky lying next to him. But of course Nicky wasn't there...Nicky would never be there!

To Be Continued. Comments and Suggestions: ethancoleman@yahoo.co.uk

Next: Chapter 3


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