Chapter 1


Shane threw down the newspaper. "Feck," was all he said.

"What's wrong Shane?" Nicky asked.

"This," he said, pointing at the picture of Sweet Reverie.

"There's nothing wrong with them," Bryan answered. "Those are five hot babes."

"Who are going to knock us out of our spot as the UK's most popular pop band," Shane replied.

Kian rolled his eyes. "Whatever Shane. They're just five Britney Spears wannabes."

"That's why they are comparing them to us Ki?" Shane asked.

"What?" Mark asked. "Where did you hear that?"

"It's in the paper, right here." Shane pointed to the line and the other lads read it.

"They sing 'What I Wanna Do'?" Bryan said. "I like that song. Very catchy." Then Bryan began singing, "This is what I wanan do, what I wanna do with you..."

Shane rolled his eyes. "You are so annoying sometimes Bryan."

"I try," Bryan replied sarcastically.

"Hey," Nicky interrupted. "They're gonna be on the Smash Hits tour with us this winter."

"What?" Shane asked as he jumped out of his seat.

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"I'm going long this time Dawn!" Kimmy yelled as she stepped back to pass the football. Sweet Reveries was playing a quick game of touch football, and it was Kimmy and Dawn versus Shawna and Jenn. Aine couldn't be bothered to play, she might break a nail, so she was sitting off to the side, painting her toenails and reading magazines.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "You guys must see these pictures of Ronan! He is sooo foine."

"Agh!" Dawn screamed as Shawna knocked her to the ground. "You aren't supposed to actually hit me!"

"Sorry," Shawna said as she offered her hand to help Dawn up. "I didn't mean to."

Dawn smiled. "I know you didn't. Let's call this quits ladies. I'm getting tired."

"Sounds good to me," Jenn said. "We should go shower and get ready to hit the clubs. Who knows, we may run into the five hottest guys in the UK."

"Westlife's in town?" Kimmy asked.

"Yup," Jenn answered. "Doing some promotional crap, just like we are. In fact, they're going to be on Top of the Pops the same day we are."

"Get out," Dawn said. "We're doing Top of the Pops with them?"

Jenn nodded her head. "I hope we get to meet them. They are so hot."

Aine had walked out to join the conversation. "Who's hot?"

"Westlife," Shawna answered.

Aine pretended to swoon. "Bryan is like a god or something. I want to have ten thousand of his babies."

All the girls laughed. Aine was such a dork. "Shall we get ourselves dolled up for night out?" Kimmy suggested. "Cuz I have a feeling we might be meeting some Irish sex tonight."

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"I am NOT going out tonight!" Shane yelled for the millionth time.

"Give me one good reason why not," Bryan said. He was not taking no for an answer from Shane, not tonight. Shane had been in such a bad mood for the past two weeks. That was the last documented time Shane had had sex.

"Because I don't want to," was Shane's reason.

"Not good enough," Bryan said. "Now, get your ass dressed. We're leaving in fifteen minutes."

"Fuck you Bryan," Shane said as he slammed his door. He sighed. He didn't want to go out, but he knew Bryan would kick his arse if he didn't. He pulled out some clothes he thought went well together and got dressed.

Fifteen minutes later, Bryan was pounding on the door. "Shane! Get your ass out here!"

Shane opened the door. "Why do you always have to yell Bryan?" he asked as he stepped out and locked the door.

"Let's go," Kian said. "The House is our first stop."

The lads found the House packed. The club was jumping and full of fly honeys just wanted for a man to take them home. The lads had no problem getting in and quickly finding someone to dance with.

Some skanky blonde accosted Shane, but he wasn't in the mood to fight tonight so he just danced. Then he spotted a beautiful brunette across the room. "Excuse me," he told the blonde. "I need to get a drink."

All my girls at the party, look at that body, shaking that thing like you never did see. Got a nice package all right, guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight. All my girls at the party, look at that body, shaking that thing like you never did see. Got a nice package all right. Edit! 4-3-2-1�chicka-ahhhhh Shane pretended to walk to the bar, then made a beeline for the brunette. She looked familiar, but he wasn't sure why.

It's all for you (if you really want it). It's all for you (if you say you need it). It's all for you (if you gotta have it). It's all for you if you make a move. It's all for you.

I see you staring out the corner of my eye. You seem uneasy, want to approach me, throw me a line. But then something inside you grabs you says who am I? I know exactly 'cause it happens with all the guys.

"Kimmy, look who is on his way over here," Dawn yelled over the music.

Kimmy turned. "No way!" she said. "He is not coming over here to dance with me."

(So you, so what you gonna do?) Come on and talk to me�(Promise you won't even have an attitude) I'll let you sit right next to me�(Don't join the list with the other fools) That ain't the way to be�(Yes it's cool, yes I'm in the mood) Intimidation's got that mind.

It's all for you (if you really want it). It's all for you (if you say you need it). It's all for you (if you gotta have it). It's all for you if you make a move. It's all for you.

"Hey, wanna dance?" A light Irish accent asked Kimmy from behind. She turned around. 'No way in hell is this Shane Filan asking me to dance,' she told herself.

She smiled. "Sure sweetie."

Can't be afraid or keep me waiting for too long. Before you know it I'll be outta here, yeah I'll be gone. Don't try to be all clever cute or even sly. Don't have to work that hard, just be yourself and let that be your guide.

(So you, so what you gonna do?) Come on and talk to me�(Promise you won't even have an attitude) I'll let you sit right next to me�(Don't join the list with the other fools) That ain't the way to be�(Yes it's cool, yes I'm in the mood) Intimidation's got that mind.

"My name's Shane," he yelled so she could hear over the music.

"I'm Kimmy."

"Nice to meet you Kimmy. Are you from the States?"

"No, Canada," she answered. That's when it hit him.

It's all for you (if you really want it). It's all for you (if you say you need it). It's all for you (if you gotta have it). It's all for you if you make a move. It's all for you.

All my girls at the party, look at that body, shaking that thing like you never did see. Got a nice package all right, guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight.

"Are you in that girl group Sweet Reverie?"

"Yeah, I am. You're in Westlife right?"

"Of course," Shane answered. "Isn't every Irish lad in Westlife?"

Kimmy laughed. "Oh, that was cute Shane, really cute."

All my girls at the party, look at that body, shaking that thing like you never did see. Got a nice package all right, guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight.

It's all for you (if you really want it). It's all for you (if you say you need it). It's all for you (if you gotta have it). It's all for you if you make a move. It's all for you.

"You liked that?" he asked.

"Yeah," she yelled. "And I am sure you have plenty more where that came from."

"Actually I don't. I never am very funny."

"Sure you are," Kimmy said. "You're just naturally funny. You can't try to do it, or it looks fake. But when you are just yourself, you are hilarious."

Shane smiled. "Thanks, I think. Listen, are you staying here all night?"

"I don't know," Kimmy answered. "I'll have to ask the girls."

"What girls?"

"The other girls in Sweet Reverie. We all came together."

"Oh, sounds like me and the lads. We're all here too."

"Really?" Kimmy said. "I just hope Aine doesn't see Bryan, or there may be trouble."

"Why do you say that?" Shane asked.

"Let's just say she has an unnatural obsession with him."

"That doesn't sound good."

"It isn't, but it sure makes for some funny jokes. She says the dumbest things about him sometimes."

Shane laughed. "I can only imagine."

About that time, Mark showed up. "Hey Shane, we're all heading to the�hello, who is that?" he asked, pointing to Dawn.

"That's Dawn," Kimmy said, "She's one of my band mates."

"Sweet," Mark said. "She is one fine looking piece of..."

"Shut up Mark," Shane said. "Hey, Kimmy, why don't you round up your girls and we'll all meet up front. We can head to the next club together."

"Sounds good to me Shane, I'll see you in a bit."


Chapter 2


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