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!
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Westlife Romance - Part 22
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Go away!!" Kian yelled as he tried to ignore the loud noise.
"Open up, Kian!"
It was Shane. Kian covered his ears with his hands, trying to pretend that Shane wasn't there.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The door swung open and Kian glared at Shane. "What is it, Shane??"
Shane ignored the glare, grabbed Kian's hands and pulled him into the room, closing the door behind him. "What happened?"
"What are you talking about now?"
"We saw you coming out from Nicky's room. What happened?"
"What do you care?" Kian shot back. Since the "incident," Kian and Shane had been on rocky terms.
"I care because you're my friend, Kian," Shane replied, somewhat hurt by Kian's comment. Yes, he was still angry at Kian for what he did to Nicky, but there was never any doubt in his mind that Kian was still his best friend.
"I went to talk with Nicky...he...he said that it's over between us."
There was silence as Shane absorbed the information. "Nicky what?" he asked again, fearing that he heard wrong the first time.
"You heard me, Shane. He said that it's over!!" Kian answered as tears began to fall again.
Shane totally didn't expect this to happen. When he was out with Bryan and Mark earlier, they all thought that once Kian and Nicky talked things out, everything would be fine. And it was almost incomprehensible to him that Nicky would call it quits with the love of his life.
"Kian, Nix is just upset...he needs some time," Shane consoled his friend.
"No, he made it pretty clear," Kian replied.
There wasn't much that Shane could do or say. After a few moments of silence, he finally said, "Kian, get a good night's sleep and we'll worry about this tomorrow. Maybe Nicky didn't mean what he said."
Even though Kian didn't really believe Shane, he convinced himself to listen to Shane, hoping that perhaps his friend was right.
After hugging him good night, Shane left the room, leaving Kian to his thoughts. But it was a mere five minutes before there was another knock on the door. Kian grouchily walked to the door and opened it. "What did you forget now, Shane?" But it wasn't Shane. It took a few moments for Kian to regain his composure. "I wasn't expecting you, Derek."
"Can I come in?" he asked softly.
Kian was too tired to argue, so he let Derek in the room. "What is it, Derek?"
"I just wanted to see if you were okay," Derek asked. "I've missed you..."
"I'm fine, Derek. Thank you for asking though."
Derek could still see the tears stains on Kian's face. He took Kian's hand and led him to the bed. "What's wrong, Kian. Why were you crying?" He brought his hands to Kian's face and wiped the tears that were still there.
"Nicky doesn't want me...he said that it's over..." The mere mention of Nicky's name brought tears to Kian's eyes once again. Kian rested his face on Derek's shoulders and sobbed.
Derek held Kian close to him, stroking his blond hair. "It's alright, Kian.
Let it out. It's his loss, Kian, not yours. It's his loss if he doesn't appreciate you..."
"It's all my fault, Derek...I drove him away."
"No, Kian. It's not your fault. He gave up on you. You're better than that, Kian. Don't waste your tears on someone who doesn't appreciate you." Derek leaned in and kissed Kian's passionately. His hands slid under Kian's shirt as his hands roamed the singer's body. "Let me love you the way you deserve, Kian. I won't give up on you."
"I...I can't...Derek...I can't cheat on Nicky..." Kian mumbled weakly. The feel of Derek's hands on his body elicited moans of pleasure. "I can't..."
"You're not cheating on him, Kian. He gave up on you. Don't cry over him. Let him regret calling it quits." As he said this, he took off Kian's clothes until they were both naked in bed. For the next hour, the two boys again made passionate and lusty love, pleasuring each other to orgasm.
After their lovemaking, Kian held Derek in his arms as they laid in bed. "You're right, Derek. I don't need him. I'll show him what he's missing."
Bryan leaned against the bathroom door as sweat began to form on his forehead. "What the fuck did I just do?" he asked himself. "I can't be having feelings for Nicky. He's Kian's boyfriend!!" He went to the sink and splashed cold water on his face to clear his mind. "Get a grip, Bryan!!" he scolded himself. "What kind of a friend are you??" He stayed in the bathroom for a few more minutes as he tried to regain his composure. As he went back into the bedroom, he breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Nicky still fast asleep, hoping that Nicky wasn't aware of what he had just done.
That night, sleep eluded Bryan as he struggled to come to terms with his actions and his feelings. Sleep did not come until the early hours of the morning, and even then, it was a restless sleep. When Bryan woke up, it was only six in the morning. He groaned softly as he realized the time. This was the worst time to wake up. It was too late to really get much more sleep in before it was time to wake up, but then again, it was too early to get up.
"Mornin', sleepy-head."
Turning around, he saw Nicky grinning at him. He was already wide awake, dressed in his track suit.
"Who are you calling sleep-head?" Bryan retorted with a smile.
"Since you're up, maybe you might want to join me for a morning swim?"
"Now??" Bryan asked with bewilderment. Yes, he knew Nicky was the athletic one of the group, but still, a morning swim at six in the morning was a little bit too much.
"Hey, you're up anyways, Bryan," Nicky continued. "Plus, you need the practice. Remember our last little competition? You were clobbered!!"
"Okay, that does it!" Bryan said with mock indignation. "You are going to be whipped in the pool this morning."
"All talk, no action," Nicky teased.
"Mr. Byrne, you're in for a rude awakening. Let's go!!"
With that, the two lads headed off to the hotel pool, eager to settle their rivalry in the pool.
...to be continued....
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