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Post by StEpH on Dec 16, 2002 16:22:04 GMT -5
“No, It’s fine. Who’s ‘we’ anyway?” Nicky asked. “Kian, Mark and I. They’re both round here.” “Oh, right.” “What’s wrong with all of your mobiles and why aren’t you at home?” Shane questioned. Nicky explained about all of the phones and told Shane about Bryan wanting them to stay with him and Kerry. Georgina called them in for lunch, so Nicky told Shane that he had to go and that he would ring back to speak to the others later. Mark and Kian just came on and said a quick hello, the Bryan helped him through into the kitchen.
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Post by StEpH on Dec 16, 2002 16:26:52 GMT -5
Ok. I'm goin away 2moz. i will be back on the 3rd Jan. I will write a lot more + get it typed up asap.
C u lot soon!
Steph
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Post by StEpH on Jan 5, 2003 13:59:36 GMT -5
Im back! I'm just gonna type up the next chapter now. It should be up this evening 4 an1 hu wants 2 read it!
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Post by StEpH on Jan 5, 2003 15:24:40 GMT -5
Heres chapter 11:
Georgina and Kerry got up and started to clear the dishes. Bryan started to help, loading everything into the dishwasher. Nicky just had to sit there feeling helpless. Bryan noticed him. “Don’t worry, Nix.” He said. “You can do it next time, and I’ll make sure you do!”<br>Nicky smiled. “Cheers, Bry.”<br>“Why don’t you go and ring the others back?” Bryan suggested. “Ok.” Nicky tried to push himself up out of the chair. He grimaced in pain and sat back down. “Need some help?” Bryan asked. “Yeah. I hate this. I can’t do anything on my own.” Nicky replied. “It’ll get better soon.” Bryan pulled Nicky out of the chair and they walked through to the lounge, Nicky leaning on Bryan the whole way. Nicky sat down and Bryan handed him the phone. “Here you go. I’ll be back in a couple of minutes. I’m just gonna help the girls finish clearing up.”<br>“Ok. Thanks, Bry.” Nicky said, sighing. “Are you sure you’re ok?” Bryan asked him. “Have you got any pain?”<br>“Yeah, but I’m just pissed off. I did nothing wrong to those stupid people and I end up in a state like this.”<br>“I know. Well, I guess that’s just life. You still don’t remember anything?”<br>“Nothing.” Nicky answered, shaking his head. He leant back and rested his head on a cushion. “Come on,” Bryan said, trying to cheer him up. “It’ll all be ok soon. We’ll go on tour and you can forget all about this.”<br>Nicky forced a smile. “I hope so.”<br>Bryan wondered who he was trying to kid, himself or Nicky? It’ll all be ok. Would it? He really hoped that the call was just someone’s idea of a sick joke, but something in his mind told him that there was something more behind it that that.
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Post by StEpH on Jan 5, 2003 15:34:46 GMT -5
“When can I take another painkiller?” Nicky interrupted his thoughts. “Well, you only took the last one about an hour and a half ago, so probably after we’ve been to get your stuff.” “Ugh. Ok.” “You’re not in that much pain now, are you?” “Yeah, a bit.”<br>“Ok, do you want some pillows or something, or you could lie down.”<br>“I’ll probably be ok.”<br>“Alright. Well, call me if you need anything.”<br>“Ok.” Bryan walked off into the kitchen. Georgina turned round as he walked into the room. “Is he alright?” She asked. “Yeah, I think so. He’s just a bit down. I don’t think he’s in too much pain, though. He’s just phoning the others back.”<br>“Ok.” Georgina turned back to the sink and they all continued washing up all the dishes they had used at lunch.
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Post by StEpH on Jan 5, 2003 15:45:56 GMT -5
Nicky dialed Shane’s number. It took three rings for someone to answer. It was Shane. “Hello?”<br>“Hi, Shane.”<br>“Hey, Nix! How’s everything? Did you have a good lunch?”<br>“Yeah, it was good.”<br>“When are you gonna get your stuff?”<br>“In a bit, I think.”<br>“Bryan has everything under control, then!” Shane laughed. “Yeah, seems like it!”<br>“Hi, Nicky!” Mark and Kian yelled down the phone. They must have just come in the room, Nicky thought. “Hang on.” Shane said. “I’ll just put the phone on monitor so we can all talk.” There was a bleep, and then Mark’s voice came in. “How are you feeling?” He asked. “Not great.” Nicky said flatly. “You sound down.” Kian replied. “Well, yeah. I can’t do anything but bloody loll about. I hate those sh!t headed idiots!”<br>
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Post by StEpH on Jan 6, 2003 12:45:38 GMT -5
“You still can’t remember who they were?” Shane asked. “No.” Nicky answered. “I don’t think I actually saw.”<br>“Yeah, maybe.” Mark agreed. Bryan walked in; he’d been released from dishwashing duties so he could talk to the lads. He went and sat down by Nicky. Shane began to say something, but Nicky stopped him. “Hang on a minute, Shay.” Bryan was trying to tell him something. “What?” Nicky asked; he’d been concentrating on the phone conversation. “I said is everything ok?” “Oh yeah, fine.”<br>“Give me the phone a sec.” Bryan said. Nicky handed it to him. Bryan flicked a switch so that they could both talk and listen. The phone bleeped. “What was that?” Shane asked down the phone. “Me.” Bryan replied. “Hi!” The others called. They carried on talking for about twenty minutes, then Bryan finally said, “We’d better go and pick up Nicky and Georgina’s stuff. We don’t want to catch the afternoon traffic.”<br>They all said goodbye quickly and wished Nicky well. They’d be seeing each other the day after next, when the three of them would come up to Dublin for the start of their tour. Bryan put the phone down on the coffee table. The girls were in the kitchen chatting. He called them. “Come on, we have to go.” “Coming.” Kerry called back. Bryan just took his car. “You may as well leave yours here.” He told Georgina. She agreed.
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Post by StEpH on Jan 6, 2003 12:47:16 GMT -5
The nxt chapter will probably be up @ the weekend. Thx 4 readin Steph
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Post by StEpH on Jan 12, 2003 12:06:38 GMT -5
Hi again! Soz i dont hav any more 2 write up coz i am studyin 4 exams that i completely 4 got about b4. :oI may write sum up this week. :-/The exams r the week after that. I hate exams. If i dont get any more up this week, then soz, but it wil b the week after that. Steph
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Post by StEpH on Jan 31, 2003 8:06:42 GMT -5
HI! I'm sorry i havnt posted any more, but i was il ova my exams ( they reckon im anemic or sumthin) and i hav had 2 take my exams this week. some more fic will be up soon. Steph
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Post by iluvshnicky on Jan 31, 2003 12:49:11 GMT -5
heya. I'm off ill today-fink it's stress! Best of luck with your exams!
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Post by StEpH on Feb 5, 2003 4:48:38 GMT -5
thanx! hope ur betta now! i'm gonna get sum more fic up @ the week end. i'm writing it up in my school jotter so wen i get bored in lessons i can do it! i will type this chapter up + i've written more on the rest of the fic ( i started the middle b4 the beginning!) c u all soon! Steph
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Post by StEpH on Feb 9, 2003 14:45:54 GMT -5
ok im typin sum up now. i shud get about 1/2 the chapter up!
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Post by StEpH on Feb 9, 2003 14:48:48 GMT -5
so here it is! chapter 12!
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Post by StEpH on Feb 9, 2003 14:50:16 GMT -5
Bryan pulled into the drive of Nicky and Georgina’s house. Georgina jumped out of the car + went round to help Nicky. Kerry had Molly on her lap in the back with Nicky, so Bryan went to help her. Kerry handed Molly to him, then climbed out of the car. She took Molly back and went forward with Georgina to the door. Bryan locked the car, then lead Nicky up the rest of the drive and into the house. He shut the door behind him. Molly had started to cry, so Kerry was jigging her about and cuddling her, trying to see what was wrong. Georgina was doing what she could to help. Bryan took Nicky through to the lounge and sat him down on the sofa. “Ok?” He asked. “Yeah fine…” Nicky winced. “Can’t I take a paracetamol?”<br>“No, those painkillers they gave you are really strong. You don’t want to end up ill from an overdose as well!”<br>“Point taken.”
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