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 36
"Oh yeah, that's it, Kian," Derek moaned. "Take my cock, you pathetic slut!!" Derek grabbed Kian's head and thrust his cock in and out of his mouth. There was no passion, there was no love. It was pure lust on Derek's part and pure humiliation on Kian's part. But this time wasn't as painful as the first time. After all, he's had so much practice since that fateful night that he's gotten used to it - physically anyways. Emotionally, Kian was hurting more than ever before, being subjected to such degradation. But deep down, Kian told himself that he deserved it. He deserved every bit of this. Even if he suffered a hundred times more, a thousand times more, it will never compensate for the pain and suffering that he's caused. It'll never repair the damage that he inflicted on the one person he really loved - Nicky. And now, he's added Bryan to the list of people he's hurt. Kian no longer resisted, knowing that this was the only way in which he could even attempt to repay his past wrongs. He resigned himself to his fate, knowing that this would be a part of his life from now on. And when Derek was done, he pushed Kian off of the bed. "Get dressed and get out, Kian," Derek ordered coldly. Quietly and obediently, Kian did as he was told. He hurried back to his room and locked himself inside. For the next hour, he washed himself in the shower, trying to make himself "clean" again. He had forgotten how to cry. No tears would fall even if he tried. All he could ask was, "How did I end up like this?"
Finally, he decided to dry himself. He put on some clothes and walked into the bedroom. He froze in his footsteps as he saw Nicky sitting by his bed. Nicky wasn't angry and he wasn't crying. He was smiling at him. This was the same smile that drew Kian to Nicky when they first started going out. Kian excitedly walked over to the bed, eager to apologize to Nicky and hope for a chance to start over. As he reached the bed, Nicky began to fade. Desperately, Kian reached out to hold on to the love of his life. But it was useless. He was alone in his room again. Even though he didn't try this time, he could feel tears falling.
Kian collapsed on the bed and pounded it in frustration. He finally realized that only Nicky could have this effect on him. Nicky was the only one that he loved. But it was too late. Much too late. "Oh Nicky...I miss you so much," he whimpered and sobbed. "I miss you so much..."
Bryan finally calmed down enough to return to his room. Despite this, he harboured so much anger and hatred inside him. He had thoroughly convinced himself that Kian was to blame for this and that he will never forgive him. He wondered how he'll ever be able to work with Kian again, but he knew that for the time being, he had little choice. His thoughts soon turned to Nicky. He thought about all the times Nicky made him laugh, all the times Nicky comforted him when he was down, and all the times Nicky covered for him when he messed up. But that was the old Nicky...the Nicky that he looked up to and the Nicky that he loved. "I'm going to get the real Nicky back even if it kills me," he vowed. Despite his determination, a small part of him told him that he was just kidding himself, that in fact, he was losing Nicky fast.
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock. He quickly jumped up and raced to the door. "Nic...Oh, it's you, Shane..." Bryan said with obvious disappointment.
"Well, it's always good to know that I'm wanted," Shane smiled, trying to lighten up the atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, Shane. I didn't mean to be rude," Bryan apologize, ashamed of what he just did.
"No worries, Bry, I was just teasing you," Shane answered with a smile. He walked in and sat in the bed that used to belong to Nicky while Bryan sat on his own bed. "So you doing ok?" Shane finally asked.
"Yeah, of course," Bryan grinned, hoping to get Shane to believe him. "So when are you lads heading down to the party? I hear there'll be some pretty cute chicks there tonight!!"
Shane groaned. "Not you too, Bryan."
"What?" Bryan asked with an innocent look.
"Look, Bryan. We already have one lad in denial. We don't need a second."
"What are you talking about?"
"Bryan. I know what happened with Nicky is tearing you up. Don't tell me that everything is okay. You and I both know it's not."
"Fine," Bryan answered. "It's true. I hate what's happening. Nicky doesn't deserve this, Shane. I just wish it happened to me instead!!"
"Don't say things like that!" Shane interrupted. "I don't think I can take another crisis, Bryan. You can't give up now, Bryan. Not now!!"
"I'm sorry, Shane," Bryan answered softly. "I'm just so scared. What if we never get him back?"
"We will get him back, Bryan. Believe me, okay?"
Bryan relented and nodded. He really wanted to believe Shane and told himself that Shane would know what to do.
"You really love him, don't you?" Shane asked after a moment of silence.
Bryan was lost in his own thoughts that he didn't hear the entire question. "What was that?"
"I said, you really love Nicky, don't you?"
"I never said that," Bryan answered, trying to avoid the subject.
"I never said you did. You don't need to say it, Bryan. It's so obvious."
"What are you talking about?"
"Bryan," Shane explained. "In all the years I've known you, I've never seen you so upset about anyone. I've never seen you shed so many tears. And I've never seen you get yelled at by someone like you did by Nicky today without fighting back. No one can have so much power over you unless you're in love with him."
"He doesn't love me..." Bryan answered softly. "He loves Kian, Shane. Kian is his world."
Shane pulled Bryan into a hug, not wanting to upset his bandmate anymore. "Well, you better get ready for the party, Bryan. You've only got 45 minutes."
"What???" Bryan shot up from his bed. "45 minutes??? I can't get ready to go out in public in 45 minutes!!!"
"Well, you better hurry, Bryan, the clock is ticking..."
With that, Bryan ran into the bathroom to get ready with a renewed sense of hope in him.
The ballroom was packed with people this night. All the major players in the industry were on hand tonight in addition to other important guests. Shane was the first of the lads to arrive in the ballroom as he mingled with the guests. He knew how important this party was to the future of Westlife in America, and he did his best to make sure the group left a good impression.
Mark and Kian arrived together and they too went to work with the guests. Kian had wanted to skip the party but Mark convinced him to come. After all, this party could make or break Westlife's chances in the States. After lots of persuasion, Kian reluctantly agreed to come, knowing that he couldn't sacrifice the future of the group for his own personal convenience.
Kian tried his best to put on his charm and he did a good job, fooling nearly everyone except those who knew him well. As he talked, though, he couldn't get his mind off of Nicky.
About fifteen minutes later, Bryan entered the ballroom, dressed in a smart grey suit. He turned a few heads, especially from the younger guests. Immediately, he was surrounded by many female guests who were eager to get to know him better. Shane kept an eye on Bryan as he mingled, wanting to make sure Bryan was okay. Mark did the same, feeling that somehow he had to protect Bryan from the pressure that he was facing.
"So there are five of you in the group, right?" asked a middle-aged man, who introduced himself as the director of major radio station in the region.
"That's right," Bryan answered. "There's Shane talking over there. And Kian is over by the piano. Mark is the one with the black suit..."
"And the fifth member?" the man asked.
Bryan looked all around the room for Nicky but couldn't find any sign of him. "I can't seem to locate Nicky. He must be mingling with the guests." Bryan again thought of Nicky and how he probably decided to stay in his room and not come to the party.
A few minutes later, the ballroom door open slowly and in walked Nicky, who looked simply stunning tonight. Nicky's entrance caught the attention of many guests, but none more so than Kian. As Kian turned to see Nicky enter, his mouth dropped open and he nearly dropped his glass of champagne. There, across the room, was Nicky - his Nicky - chatting with the guests. His sweet smile, his soft hair, his angelic face. Kian had never seen Nicky more beautiful than he did tonight. And then it hit him. Nicky was what he so foolishly gave up for Derek. For the high price that he paid, all he got in return was misery and pain. "I've been such a stupid fool," Kian whispered as a single tear fell.
...to be continued....
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