"You are so sexy tonight, there is no way I'm letting you walk out of
this room!" Kian said kissing Tonya along her bare shoulder. It was the
last night of their Manchester shows and they were celebrating at a local club. His hand slid to her belt buckle and she slapped him lightly. "You are
so bad, we're already late. We've got a good two weeks of time left before I
head back to the States." "You don't have to go back though, I can well afford to buy you anything
you need." "Ki, it's not just material things. I have family and friends I need to
talk to and things to wrap up. Moving over here is going to sound so random and
sudden to them." She softly kissed his pouting lips, the thought of
spending even a day away from him now was depressing. They had been virtually
inseparable since that first night and there was no hesitation when Kian
suggested that they get a place together. They had learned that life holds no
guarantees and anyone else's problem with their relationship was just that,
their problem. "Okay but promise me you'll come back." "You need more than 5,000 miles to keep me from you, you should know
that now" and they shared a long hug. The party was well under way when
they got there and the gang was a tad bit pissed. "Hey buddy, whatzup?" Bry said throwing an arm around each of them
when he spotted them. "You've got a lot of catching up to do, Kerry has
almost beat your shots in one night record." Kian laughed, "Can't let that happen now can we? Set them up." Tonya was hardly a teetotaler but she knew that the Westlife boys had the
ability to party hard and it made her a little nervous how quickly he did catch
up. "Hon, it might be a good idea to slow down a little." "I'm fine T. We're just having a little fun, who are we hurting?"
he said getting slightly defensive. "No one I guess. I'm going to head over
to dance with Caz and Megan, I haven't seen them in a couple of days now. I
don't want to blow off my best friends." She had to laugh at Megan, she was in heavy grind mode with something tall,
dark, and handsome to "Get Your Freak On". Looking slightly dazed afterwards she walked over to Tonya.� "Oh my
Lord- he was so fine. And he's Italian. Talk about the international
language!" He helped to ease the slight ache at seeing Bryan and Kerry
together, they were so in love. Caz's boyfriend came over to visit because he
missed her so much and Tonya had Kian, where was the love for Meg dammit? A slow
song came on and before she knew it M was back in Alberto's arms, a wave of heat
washing over her at his touch. "Oh well, so much for female bonding tonight." Tonya thought and
started to head back towards the guys. "Hey missy, what's the rush? Fancy a dance" a loutish bloke grabbed
her and didn't wait for an answer, he pulled her tight to him. He was absolutely
gross and overwhelmed her with his strength despite being sloshed. "Kian!" she yelled and he turned, enraged at the sight. He was there in an instant with the others behind him , "Get your
fucking hands off her, now." The man took a step back but continued holding Tonya to him. "Well, if
it isn't Mr. Popstar Egan. You always thought you were something, figures you'd
have a bird like her. American too, aren't we posh?" It was the guy that
attacked Kian a couple of months ago in a jealous rage, feeling he had forgotten
where he came from. "Leave my girlfriend alone, we'll take it outside if you want. You and
me." Nicky put his hand on Kian's shoulder, "He's not worth it man. You don't
need to sink to his level." and he took Tonya's hand, the man letting her
go without a struggle. "That's right. Kissing up to a Dubliner's arse. Fuck you, the slag isn't
worth it. She's just a nasty slapper anyway." Kian went mental, charging at
him and knocking him to the ground. He caught him off guard and was able to get
some good punches in before security came and dragged the man out, spitting
towards Kian. He hugged Tonya close to try to stop her from shaking, "I'm
so sorry baby, are you ok?" She nodded and just held on tight, that was one
of the scariest things she had ever experienced. "Let's call it a night, we've created enough of a scene" Mark said
cradling Ann close, they all got a little protective of their girlfriends now.
The group stood huddled waiting for taxis when they heard a loud shout from the
left, "Hey Popstar!" It was him again and they all screamed as he
lifted a gun, pointing it in their general direction. A shot went off and one of
them fell, mass confusion as people started running and an undercover officer
took a shot. The drunk was dead but everyone's thought was for their friend on
the ground.