Sarah grimaced at what her boyfriend was doing, him not realising he had just wiped his wet hand through his hair.
"Honey," Sarah breathed heavily, each contraction getting worse each time.
Trying to put on the nicest smile and tone of voice she could muster, she glanced up at Nicky.
"Get my fucking bag now and call an ambulance!"
Straight away his blue eyes widened and he kicked himself into gear.
"Ok, just try to breathe normally, like what we were told to do in the anti natal classes," Nicky instructed as he placed a soft kiss on her damp forehead.
Grabbing the cordless phone, he dialled a number and got straight through.
"Yeah mam, the contractions started about ten minutes ago."
Sarah listened in as the pain subsided.
"She's in her t shirt and dungarees," Nicky lied, a small blush forming on his innocent featured face.
"What were we doing to start the contractions off? Nothing mam, just sitting around."
"What do you mean you know what I'm like!" Nicky scoffed.
Sarah began to laugh as his tone of voice increased dramatically.
"Oh god mam, I really don't wanna know what you and dad were doing when you went into labour with me." Nicky sighed rolling his eyes, as he dropped down onto the expensive family couch.
"Mam please, too many details."
"Oh god yeah the ambulance, I forgot that part. Mam I gotta go, I'll ring you from the hospital!"
Muttering a quick I love you in Irish, he cut the call and raced into their newly decorated bedroom, frantically searching for Sarah's already prepared bag.
"Nicky," Sarah yelled as the start of tears welled up in her huge chocolate eyes.
"I'm coming baby girl, just hang on," he called back as he finally spotted the bag and raced over to grab it.
Jogging out of the blue and white bedroom, he dumped the bag, phoned the ambulance and helped Sarah to get her dungarees back on. Within the matter of another pain filled and panicked, 10 minutes, they were soaring through the country lanes on their way to Madison Hospital.
A gruelling three hours later, Sarah's back was leaning against Nicky's hot chest as she yelled out fiercely in pain. Her dark hair was plastered against her forehead in sweat, and her legs were spread wide across the bed. Breathing heavily, she let her tired body collapse against Nicky's.
"I, I can't do this," Sarah's voice panted, as another searing pain overtook her body.
Nicky frantically began to rub her back comfortingly as he instructed her to do their breathing noises together. All around them were nurses dressed in green overalls along with a female doctor, who was preparing for the twin birth.
"Nicky," she yelped as she felt the sudden urge to push.
She gripped his hand suddenly, squeezing down on it immensely. Nicky's eyes widened in obvious pain as he bit down on his lip to stop himself from shouting out aswell.
"Come on babe, you can do it. You need to start pushing now."
His soothing Irish voice seemed to calm his girlfriend.
"How about they just pop me a little sleeping pill and I let them do all the hard work?" Sarah joked as she looked up adoringly into Nicky's weary dark eyes.
With a slightly bemused look on his face, Nicky leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her wet forehead.
"Sarah, I'm Doctor Brookes, you are now fully dilated and you need to start pushing ok?"
Her strong Irish accent filled the busy room warmly, and instantly Sarah felt drawn to her with trust as the doctor's eyes edged her on encouragingly.
"Sarah, you can do this honey."
Taking a deep breath and gripping both of Nicky's knees that were situated on either side of her, she prepared herself for the next stage of the delivery.
"Saz babes, maybe it would be better if you held onto the bed railings, because I don't think they will break as easily as my knees might?"
Nicky's croaky voice trailed off.
Gazing upwards to glare at him, she was suddenly interrupted by another sharp contraction along with the overwhelming urge to start pushing. Her chest was heaving endlessly as her face screwed up in pain and she pushed down as hard as possible.
"Come on Sarah, you can do it."
His gentle hand stroked away strands of falling hair out of her scared wide eyes. She screamed as she pushed again and collapsed heavily against him.
"Sarah, you've got to do this!"
Nicky's voice urged on.
"I, I can't," she sobbed as large tears began to spill over her eyelashes. "It hurts to much."
"Saz, you didn't go through these past nine months for nothing, now the sooner you get them out of you, the sooner the whole birth will be over babe. Come on baby girl, do it for me?"
With a new determination on the next contraction, she pushed strongly with all her body.
"I can see a head!" Dr. Brookes exclaimed loudly.
Nicky moved his body round off the bed into a chair next to Sarah. His blue eyes were sparkling excitedly and his dark curtained hair was loosely in front of his eyes.
"Just a few more pushes Miss Berlyn and the first one will be out!"
"Come on Sarah, push harder!" She heard Nicky tell her.
"YOU BLOODY PUSH HARDER!"
She screamed as her body rocketed. The whole room was filled with a sudden bellowing.
"Oh god," Nicky gasped as his blue eyes instantly filled up with tears.
"Congratulations you two, you have a new baby daughter!"
Dr Brookes handed the new baby into Sarah's arms.
"She's so beautiful," Sarah whispered as tears trailed down her face.
Nicky noticed the sudden panicked look on her face as another contraction took over. Taking their new baby daughter out of his girlfriend's hands and passing her to a nearby nurse, he hurriedly sat back down in the seat as Sarah began to push down again.
"No good Miss Berlyn, you will have to do much better than that I'm afraid."
Dr Brooke's strong voice told her. "On the next one, push like you never have before. I know you're tired but it's nearly over, you're nearly there!"
"Sarah," Nicky breathed as he tenderly let his lips brush over mine. "One down, one to go."
Smiling up at his adorable face, he watched as he saw her forehead crease up in concentration and pain as it flowed through her curvy body.
"The head is here!"
The Doctors starting to be annoying, voice sang out. Panting fiercely, Sarah let her head fall back onto the mass of itchy white pillows. She still had a firm grip on Nicky's bruised hand, and she let her eyelids flicker open briefly to see the never ending amount of love and passion overflowing out of his eyes.
"I, OWWWWWWW."
The room was echoing with the sound of Sarah's high pitched, pain filled scream, along with the sound crying. Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at Nicky in total disbelief. Softly Nicky trailed his fingers over her tear soaked face, brushing them away as he moved his head closer to hers for a slow caress.
"What is it?" Sarah asked as Nicky pulled away.
Walking towards them with two tiny bundles wrapped in fresh towels was a nurse with their new born babies. Her green eyes were glistening brightly with tears as she handed them over to a gasping Sarah.
"Oh my god," Sarah breathed as Nicky craned his head closer to the three of them.
"Meet your new son and daughter!"
The nurse backed off a few metres as she watched the new family.
"A boy!" v
The excitement in Nicky's voice was undeniable. v
"I can teach him football!"
He squealed as he let a finger stroke his soft cheek.
"Thank you." He continued to say.
"What for?" Sarah whispered, her eyes flitting from one gorgeous face to another in shock.
"For giving me the two most gorgeous babies I have ever seen in my life. I love you."
He leaned forward and kissed her gently.
"How's the new mam doing then?" Nicky asked as he strolled in the next morning armed with a sports bag.
Sarah looked up from her bed as Nicky entered their private room.
"A bit sore, tired but extremely happy!"
Her smile lit up her gorgeous face. Nicky breathed in sharply as he placed the bag at the foot of the long hospital bed and moved over towards her. Her brown eyes sparkled brightly and her cheeks were glowing. Nicky's heartbeat increased as he leaned over and placed a tender kiss on her cheek.
"Where are they?" Nicky asked, with a tone of worry as he realised the room was empty.
"The nurse is bringing them both back in a few minutes. She had to take them to be weighed I think!"
Sarah began to smile teasingly as relief washed over his face. A moment later, a loud group of strong Irish chatter filled the corridor outside.
"Nicky man, congratulations!" Shane said as he walked in through the door.
Nicky's face instantly broke into a beaming smile!
"Thanks Shay! You all here?" Nicky asked as he watched his other best friends arrive.
"Almost!" Said Mark in a happy voice as he went and placed a peck on the side of Sarah's face.
"Hey Mom!" Kian's smooth voice teased as a huge grin appeared on his tanned face.
"Where's Bryan?" Nicky asked as he slide his black leather jacket off his broad shoulders and onto the unoccupied chair by the bed.
"Running late as usual?" Mark scoffed as he glanced around the bare room.
"Saz, you and Nicky are the headline of every paper over here y'know!" Kian explained as he began to sit down at the foot of the bed.
The room became filled with her sweet laughter.
"Well its not to be surprised, I just hope they used a decent photo!"
Nicky rolled his eyes in mock annoyance at her remark.
"Hey where are they anyway?" Mark's strong voice interrupted.
"The nurse should be bringing them in any time soon, they are due for a feed."
Sarah stretched and winced in pain as a small pain ripped through her body.
"Still sore honey?" Nicky asked as he slid up the bed closer her. Frowning slightly Sarah replied.
"Yeah a bit."
"Well as soon as you're out of here, I'll kiss you all better!" Nicky murmured as he nuzzled his head into her neck.
His sweet, husky voice gave Sarah instant goosebumps, a flash of excitement tore through her body as thoughts of what he did to her came to mind.
"What are you on Nicky!" Shane laughed, his sexy smile lighting up the room.
"I think these belong to you!" A feminine voice announced as she wheeled in two small portable cots.
A loud chorus of aww's rang out and both Nicky and Sarah's face lit up into a proud smile.
Biting down on his lip softly, Nicky walked over to the incubator with baited breath. Carefully he wiped away a lock of blond hair from his new baby son, and gazed adoringly at his older daughter. Slipping his hands carefully under his daughter's tiny body, he lifted her out of the cot and felt his whole body begin to tremble slightly with nerves.
"Saz am I doing this right?"
Sarah looked up from under her dark lashes. A huge sensation of love rushed out of her heart as she gazed at how nervous Nicky was. He was standing there looking very uncomfortable as he held their daughter's head in the crook of his lean arm.
"Try to relax a bit more babes!"
Sarah's soft voice soothed him as he moved across to her in a robotic style.
She glanced up at the door as a shadow fell over them.
Bryan was stood at the door, with his eyes already glistening with wet tears.
"Bry man, whats up?" Mark asked with concern as he motioned Bryan to come over and join them.
"It's just this reminds me of Kerry and Molly. Nicky I am SO pleased for ya mate, I know exactly how you're feeling right now!"
Nicky turned to look at his best mate after placing the baby in his girlfriend's capable arms. Wearing a huge ear to ear cute grin, Nicky dived onto Bryan and grabbed him in a friendly hug.
"Cheers mate!" He replied as Shane, Kian and Mark all stood there with happy smiles on their faces.
"Can I?" Kian asked as he stroked Nicky's son's small head.
Nicky grinned along with Sarah as they watched Kian easily pick him up and stand there softly rocking him.
"You're a natural," Sarah complimented with a small smile as Kian glanced up with a grin.
"Yeah a natural mommy!" Shane's laughing voice teased.
Rolling his crystal blue eyes Kian tutted and handed the small baby over to Nicky.
All four of the band member's crowded round the couple to get a better look. Sarah coughed to clear her voice.
"I would like to introduce to you all, mine and Nicky's new baby daughter Tira-Rose Byrne!"
A second chorus of aww's went out as her name was finally revealed. Licking his lips nervously, Nicky continued.
"This is Shane Nicholas Byrne!"
His voice was an excited tone.
"Hope you don't mind Shay?" He added as a sheepish grin appeared on his face.
Mark nudged Bryan with a smirk on his face. Shane's stunning hazel eyes had filled up.
"Aww look, now whose being the mommy type!" Bryan's loud voice retorted with a laugh, accompanied with Mark's and Kian's.
"Mind?" Shane continued to splutter but finally gaining his posture again. "Nicky man, it's an honour, the biggest honour!"
It was a crazy eight weeks later, sleepless nights, dirty nappies, and yet the continuous making of milk bottles was still a fun job for Nicky and Sarah. Tira-Rose and Shane were growing continuously, and it was obvious to see that their daughter was the spitting imagine of her mother whereas Shane was identical to his father.
After finally being able to get both the twin's down to sleep, Nicky snuggled up closer to Sarah as they lay, totally exhausted in their double bed.
"Wow, quiet!"
Nicky laughed as he breathed in deeply before closing his tired eyes.
"Yeah I know what you mean! I never thought motherhood would be so exhausting."
Sarah revealed as she turned over to face Nicky. She studied his gorgeous face, which was illuminated against the soft moonlight.
"The Doctor said I am totally recovered now you know!"
A teasing smile formed on her inviting lips. She threw her hands above her head and stretched out her slim body purposely slowly. His eyes travelled slowly down the shape of her. Wearing nothing but a skimpy black bra and thong, Nicky felt his black boxers becoming extremely tighter with every passing second. His chest began to deepen with every breath and he let his gaze flicker up towards her eyes. Teasingly she licked her lips and shuffled up closer to him. His skin was so hot, Sarah widened her eyes in shock. Flicking off the quilt she turned to look at him.
"I think you need to cool down a bit babe!"
Her heartbeat began to increase as he stared in that disbelieving innocent expression of his. Without so much of a warning, he suddenly dived over and straddled her strongly. Her breasts began to stiffen as the feel of his hard manhood rubbed against her wet thong.
Leaning forward, placing one lean arm either side of her to balance out his weight. He stretched out his body against the length of hers. Straight away both of them went to kiss each other at the same time. Her tongue was hungry and wanting, his was filled with lust and passion. His hand began to slide itself down the side of her smooth body, making her chest rise and fall quicker with every gentle movement. The touch of Sarah's experienced hands worked their way down his muscular body. Each caress provoking another wave of fire to race through his demanding body. Both tongues began to play fiercely as his body began to rub itself against hers. Feeling how wet she already was through his boxers, he didn't even hesitate in slipping them off, but making her wait.
Starting at her smooth feet, he slowly began to plant hot fiery kisses along her leg. Using his tongue to make a trail and then kissing it away with a slow soft kiss, it wasn't long before he had a raging hard on, and Sarah was gasping for breath. Just as he neared his target, he let his hand very slowly trail lightly over throbbing centre, before repeating the whole pattern down her other leg.
"Nicky," Sarah moaned as her hips arched against the feel of his wet tongue. "Pack teasing me now or you'll regret it."
Laughing quietly to himself, he expertly slipped his middle finger inside, before licking her swollen clitoris. With his other arm, he held her bucking hips down before continuing to move his finger with an increasing speed in and out, and also tasting everything she had to produce. The change in her body was obvious. Her hair was damp and plastered to her head, her body shone slightly due to slight perspiration, and her whole body felt as if it was gonna explode.
"Nix, stop," she cried as he inserted another finger, his tongue still playing with her swollen mound.
Totally ignoring her request, he only quickened up and felt pre cum spilling out of his boxers as her reaction provoked amazing sensations all over his body.
Gasping deeply for breath, somehow she managed to pull his head away and bring him up to her. Slamming his lips down onto hers, she tasted herself, and also felt the nudging from his erection which was digging into her centre. Still kissing him furiously, both of their hearts pounding wildly, and hands wanting to explore every little contour of the other's body, she slid them slowly down his back, pausing to let them trail along the edge's of his boxers. With one finger she slowly let it trail down the side of his hip, across to the inside material of his boxers, knowing it was his soft spot and sure to cause an immediate reaction. Breathing deeply, he thrust down onto her, forgetting he was still in his boxers.
"Saz," he breathed into her mouth, as her hot tongue carried on massaging his.
Knowing very well what he wanted, she let her small hand slip inside and instantly be soaked by the amount of pre cum he had produced. With the other hand, she slipped down his boxers and rolled him over onto his side for a better grip.
Moving down onto his chest, her lips circled his erect nipples endlessly before taking one in her mouth. She let her hand be soaked in his cum before sliding it effortlessly up and down his long length. Panting hard, he felt his body stretching out in delight, the touch of her hot hand on him caused waves of lust to shoot through his body. As his breathing increased, she followed the same pattern she had just performed before on the other nipple and pushed Nicky over until he was flat on his back. Locks of damp hair shielded his dark eyes, and his hips arched as her tongue trailed mercilessly down the centre of his chest, leading to his stomach.
"Saz," he gasped, his finger raking them selves through her tangled hair.
Smiling against his smooth skin, she let her tongue flick out against his stomach button. His hips arched against her neck as her mouth pressed teasing kisses all over his flat stomach, slowly trailing downwards to his throbbing hard on. His pink tip was covered in pre cum and Sarah licked her lips hungrily. Everything about him drove her wild, and she couldn't help but smirk about the thought of all the millions of teenage girls that would literally give anything to be in her position at that point in time. With that thought in mind, she slid straight downwards past his member until she had reached his toes. Moistening her lips with her wet tongue she began to lick and tease her way upwards, holding his waist firmly in place with her hands.
As she neared his erection, a stirring in her stomach formed and she could hardly contain the strong feeling of just taking him in her mouth there and then. But she wanted this to be something to remember so instead she blew ever so softly over his tip, causing his arms to thrash out as wildly as his legs did. She glanced up out of her eyes and saw the expression on his face. Eyes were shut tightly as he waited for her next move, his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he responded to every small touch her fingers did to him.
After repeating the same pattern on his other leg, she sighed loudly not realising the effect it had on him.
"Saz," he warned, his voice thick with desperation. "I swear, if you don't, I'll just, I dunno, please!"
Sarah stifled a giggle at the sound of him literally begging her to take him into her hot mouth.
"Since you asked me so nicely babes!"
Without any more hesitation, she let her lips slide over his top, instantly engulfing him with her tongue.
"Oh god," he cried as he arched his back, trying to get his full length inside her.
Pulling away, Sarah stared him straight in his blue eyes.
"Now be a good boy or I won't play!"
Cheekily she winked at him before enveloping him in her mouth again, this time deeper, excepting his full length. With her hands she let her long fingernails slide along his shaft, causing gentle sensations to run all over him. As she increased the speed, she knew it wasn't going to be long before he came. Nicky not wanting to waste this load, he suddenly pulled her head away and gasped out of breath. Whipping her over onto her back, he rolled on top of her, locked his lips onto hers and thrashed his erection straight, hard, fast and deep into her warmth.
Waves of animal lust took over, and her hands firmly gripped his cheeks as she felt him thrusting in and out of her, over and over and over again. His tongue licked hers lovingly, and he felt her walls instantly begin to tighten with every movement. Her breasts briefly touched his rock hard nipples as he came closer each time, each time sending shots of electricity cascading through both of their lust filled bodies.
"Saz, I'm gonna, oh god Saz."
His Irish voice rang out into the stillness of the house. Neither Shane nor Tira Rose had stirred for a change. All both of them could concentrate on was each other.
Sarah's body stiffened with each deep thrust, her breathing was near uncontrollable and her fingernails dug themselves deeply into his slippery back.
"Nicky," she gasped as he withdrew almost to his tip before plunging straight back down into her.
Feeling him ejaculate pushed her over the edge. Her brown eyes widened as she travelled to the heights of both of their orgasms, formed together. His mid night blue eyes stared back, his blond hair was smoothed back against his damp forehead.
Nicky's exhausted body slumped itself down onto Sarah's, completely covering her. The weight of him against her made her feel warm, loved and protected. The three things she had always dreamed of feeling with a man. Slowly both of their breathing returned to normal and Nicky withdrew. Feeling his release slowly sliding out of her centre, she fidgeted uncomfortably, considering the idea of taking a quick shower. Realising what was bothering her, Nicky opened his eyes and grinned wickedly at her.
"Babe you don't need to take a shower, I'll sort this!"
She opened her mouth to ask how he knew what she was thinking, but changed her mind when she suddenly felt Nicky's tongue gliding up the length's of her legs, licking away all of it. She smiled in bliss as he kissed his way up her slim body, stopping to kiss her softly on her mouth.
"I taste good, no wonder you love giving me head!"
Sarah tutted with a huge grin on her face as she playfully swatted him with her hand.
"Your disgusting Nicholas Byrne do you know that!"
"Yeah but you still love me for it!"
"You're right, I do love you."
At twelve PM the next day, Nicky had just finished hauling the large baby bag into the back of the jeep he had borrowed off Shane.
"Now are you sure we've got everything Nix?" Sarah's voice asked with an unsure frown on her pretty face.
"Yeah babe, you've triple checked everything," he groaned in response as she once again began to undo the twin's baby bag.
"Look mam is expecting us all for dinner at one, and if we don't get a move on, I'm going to be in trouble!"
Sarah sighed as she looked up in front of her. Dressed in casual denim Gucci jeans along with a white Adidas
T- shirt, Nicky looked gorgeous to say the least. A black leather jacket hung loosely over his shoulder's, along with a pair of black sunglasses perched on his head to protect his eyes from the bright November sunlight. She smiled as she watched him check for the tenth time that morning that the twins were strapped securely in.
"Right, let's go!" He announced as he slammed the car door shut and walked round to the boot.
All around them was scenery of green hills. A large 8ft wall shielded them from the outside world that mostly considered of crazy, hormonal teenage girls. A large iron gate was at the end of the half a mile driveway, and cameras were hidden in the surrounding trees.
"Nicky, this place is so beautiful you know?"
Sarah sighed as he walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
"Not half as beautiful as you though," he replied before nuzzling his head into the nape of her neck.
Laughing she shivered in delight as she felt his soft lips begin to trail mercilessly over her perfumed skin.
"Later baby! I promise!"
She grinned at him, squinting her eyes slightly in the light. Nicky glanced at her, his blue eyes turning a shade darker with temptation.
"I'm gonna hold you to that one!"
The huskiness in his Irish voice sent waves of goosebumps cascading down Sarah's back.
"Come on, let's go!"
Unwillingly letting her husband to be go, she walked round to the other side of the jeep and clambered in. Giving the whole place the last once over, satisfied Nicky climbed in and started up the engine. With a loud roar he took off down the long drive leaving a spray of dirt and pebbles flying out in all directions.
"Nicky do we have to listen to this, well, erm crap?" Sarah asked as she covered her ears from Sting's music.
Nicky turned to glance at her, a look of sheer disbelief written all over his innocent face.
"You don't know good music when you hear it," he joked before flashing Sarah that cheeky grin of his.
Her heart having been totally melted at the sight of his puppy dog expression, she let him win.
"Ok, but we listen to what I want on the way back, deal?"
"Deal!" He replied with a satisfied smirk.
Shaking her head slightly, she turned round in her seat to check on the babies. Tira Rose was dressed in a cute pink and white Versace dress, whilest Shane was in baby blue trousers with a Gucci T- shirt.
"Aww Nicky, they look so cute!"
Sarah sighed with a smile, as she brushed a loose strand of blond hair out of her son's eyes. Tira Rose's brown eyes followed every movement her mother made. She was the spitting image of Sarah, except for the fact she has Nicky's cute dimples. Shane however looked exactly like Nicky, with no resemblance to Sarah at all. It was amazing how much they looked like each of their parents, but totally different to each other. The twin bond was already there and noticeable, even with them both only being eight weeks old.
The husky sound of Nicky's voice was filling the Jeep as they cruised at an average speed along the deserted motorway. Turning back in her seat, she placed her right arm around Nicky's neck as he placed his left hand comfortingly on her thigh. Both of them exchanged a loving smile before looking straight out at the road in front of them, both knowing this was going to be a day to remember.
Shane looked slightly startled as his mobile began to vibrate loudly on his pine dressing table next to him. Groaning, he dragged himself off his childhood bed and picked up his phone.
"Hello?"
His warm Irish voice filled up the phone.
"Hi Shane this is Nicky."
"Nicky?" Shane asked in a puzzled tone. "What the hell is wrong with your voice?"
A deep Irish laughter filled the phone.
"Nicky Byrne Shane!"
"What the fuck?"
" Nicky's dad ya deutz!"
"Oh right, sorry! I didn't realise!" He mumbled, turning a deep shade of red in the mirror opposite him.
Turning around, he walked over to his window.
"I was just wondering if you've spoke to Nicky today? Him and Sarah were supposed to arrive for dinner at one with the kids, but they haven't turned up. It isn't like Nicky, and to be honest I'm starting to get a bit worried. I can't get through to his mobile either."
Shane felt an unsure feeling growing in his chest.
"No sorry I haven't, Sarah hasn't got a phone has she?"
His forehead creased into a frown.
"It's alright, they'll probably turn up soon, maybe they've had some problems with the twins?"
"Yeah, let me know what happens ok?"
"Will do, take care Shane."
"You too."
As he pressed to red button on his phone to cut the call, he couldn't help but begin to feel slightly uneasy. He hoped nothing serious had happened.
"Oh god, the brakes on the Jeep," Shane suddenly realised.
They had been playing up for a while, but he'd had them fixed last week. What if the mechanic hadn't fixed them properly? All sorts of questions began to flood his troubled mind. Walking out of his bedroom he began to rack his brain for more suitable answers. It couldn't be the Jeep because he had been driving it all weekend and it was in perfect condition.
Collapsing on the old sofa in front of the TV, he was thankful that his Mam Mae wasn't in to see him lying back with his feet up on the table. Switching the television on, he flicked through some channels. Suddenly he paused as a male news reporter's voice rang out cold and clear.
"The Jeep is in very bad condition, we know that world wide Westlife star Nicky Byrne was driving the vehicle when it collided with the other sports car. We do not know the conditions of him, his girlfriend or his children. They have all been rushed to Madison Street hospital where fans have gathered, many girls in tears over this shock. We will have a fresh report at 4pm this afternoon. Our thoughts are with all of their families."
A huge lump formed in Shane's throat as he sat there with his mouth hanging open.
"Jeep, accident, no idea on condition."
The words tore through his head like a bullet from a gun. Instantly diving up he grabbed his phone and pressed re call.
"Nicky?"
His voice was shaking.
"There's been an accident."
Half an hour later, all four members of the world famous boy band along with Nicky's family were all seated in the busy hospital. Kian was sitting beside Gillian, Nicky's sister, trying to convince her that everything was going to be all right. Mark was in a daydream staring at the blank wall in front of them. Shane kept pacing the waiting room anxiously whilest Bryan tried to comfort Nicky's younger brother.
The door to the room suddenly swung open. A woman dressed in green operating overalls walked in. Straight away they knew something was wrong.
"Well?" Shane asked, a panicked strain to his raspy voice.
"Sarah is just coming round, she has a broken arm in 3 paces and some broken ribs which will take a while to mend, Nicky however,"
"Oh no," Kian said, his crystal blue eyes wide with horror.
"No, he's alive. I'm afraid he was injured very badly in the accident. We have operated on him but he won't come around from the anaesthetic, I'm afraid he's in a coma."
There was a shocked silence in the room as the news sank in.
"The twins? What about the twins?" Nicky's mother asked, tears spilling down her cheeks.
"No," Shane whispered as the Doctor began to shake her head, her own green eyes filling up with tears.
"I'm sorry, Tira Rose didn't have a chance, Shane died in the ambulance on the way. There was nothing anybody could do."
"This can't be happening," Bryan whispered before rushing out of the room to call his wife.
Nicky's father stood at the far end of the room, a grim look written across his face. Gillian was sobbing her heart out in Kian's arms, whilest Mark tried to comfort Adam.
"Does Sarah know?" Shane croaked.
"No, we thought it would be best if maybe one of you told her. She might take it better coming from a friend."
Muttering another sorry she exited the room, leaving the dumbfounded relatives and friends to their own thoughts.
"I'm going to see Sarah, is anyone else coming with me?"
No one replied to Shane and he sighed quietly to himself as he made his way over to her room.
"Hey honey, how you feeling?" He asked as he slid his denim jacket off and sat beside her in a red plastic chair.
She tried to smile, but tears instantly fell down onto her bruised cheeks.
"Shane, it was so bad, so bad. The car came flying out of no where, he, Nicky, he tried to swerve but it directly hit us, we didn't stand a chance."
"Shhh," Shane comforted her as he slid his strong arms around her frail body.
Softly stroking her hair, he felt his own eyes filling up at the thought of what he had to tell her.
"I'm sorry," she sniffled, pulling away. "Nicky would laugh at me for being so emotional!"
He tried to smile, he really did, but instead tears fell down his freshly shaven face.
"Oh my god Shane, he's not, don't tell me he is?"
"No Saz, he isn't darling. He is in a coma though."
The room went deathly silent as she absorbed the news. A fresh batch of tears filled her brown puppy dog eyes.
"But he'll wake up soon won't he, and be alright? Nicky will be fine right?"
Her body began to tremble as Shane clutched her hand.
"Yeah of course he will babe, he will."
Pulling her close for a hug, he realised he didn't have enough heart to tell her about the children. Someone else was going to have to that job.
It was a gruelling two hours later, as Kian and Shane sat in the hospital canteen, softly sipping hot coffee. All around them were newspapers with the headlines about the crash, every channel you flicked on to was about the crash. Nicky still hadn't made any signs of recovery, Sarah had had to be knocked out with a jab after having the Doctor break the news about the twins to her.
"This doesn't seem real Ki," Shane whispered as he stared absent minded into his black coffee.
"I know, why? Why did this have to happen to them? I dunno what we're gonna do if we lose Nicky, there's no way Westlife can carry on without him, it just wouldn't be right."
Glancing up to look at Shane, large tears threatened to fall down his tanned face.
"I know, but he's going to be alright Kian, you know Nix, we all do! He's a fighter, he's so competitive aswell. He isn't going to let this beat him."
Kian managed a small smile.
"Fighter is right, he fights right up until he wins. Oh god, do you remember that interview we had once where someone dared two of us to see who could pick the longest strand of grass? He bloody did aswell, and won!" The empty canteen filled up with their muffled laughter. Bryan had gone home to his wife and daughter, Mark had gone home with the rest of Nicky's family. Too shocked to comprehend the truth. Kian and Shane felt it was their duty to Nicky to stay.
"Talk about competitive, he will wake up Kian! As long as no one gives up hope."
Shane smiled, his gorgeous hazel eyes looking just that bit more hopeful.
"Yeah, he will, there's no way he won't."
It was three days later, and Sarah awoke in the morning to find the fourth sack of sympathy cards from all over the world at the end of her bed. It didn't seem real. What was worse was the fact they wouldn't even let her go and see Nicky yet. The thought of him lying there with tubes and needles stuck in him nearly made her heave. She felt like a part of her had died with the twins. She couldn't believe this had happened. Finally though, the doctor had promised her she would be allowed to go see him. She was missing him so much. In her mind, she didn't believe it anyway. It was all just too surreal.
She gazed round the hospital room. Teddy's, flowers, cards, and floral wreaths were placed all over it. Shane had been a brilliant friend. She gazed over to his sleeping figure in the corner of his room. He was due for a shave, his brown unruly hair was flying out in all directions and he had only changed his T-shirt once in the last three days. He was being a brilliant friend, being there for her all the time but he needed some time to himself, she realised this. As soon as he was to wake up, she would tell him to go home and rest for a bit. It wasn't helping anyone him being here, if she was honest anyway. She had read all the news headlines and heard all the reports on the radio. The twins had gone, she was beginning to accept that, although she wasn't sure how Nicky would.
"You hungry sweetie?"
A young female nurse wheeled in a breakfast trolley. The thought of food made Sarah's stomach lurch.
"No thank you, I just wanna see Nicky, honest to God that's all I wanna do."
The nurse sympathised with her, she too was a massive Westlife fan and she couldn't believe this had happened to the couple. It was too tragic to even begin to comprehend.
"Well I'll see what I can do ok?"
The brunette nurse strode towards the door.
"Oh yeah, try and wake sleeping beauty over there, I think he needs to go home and relax for a bit."
Sarah nodded her head with a smile.
"Thank you," she whispered softly, trying not to let her voice break. The nurse smiled in reply.
It was an hour later and Sarah had just got out of bed for the first time in a few days. Feeling extremely wobbly on her legs, she grabbed hold of Lusia's hand. She'd come to visit her, just like she had the previous days.
"Are you sure you're ready for this Saz?" Lusia asked, her piercing dark blue eyes staring straight into Sarah's.
"No, I know I'm not, but I've got to see him, you don't understand, he'll wake up when he hears my voice, the doctor told me that's what happens sometimes. I've already lost my babies, I can't lose him too, I can't."
Tears begin to pour out of her sorrowful eyes as her body began to wrack with emotion. Grabbing her gently, Lusia pulled her close, feeling tears slowly beginning to make their own way down her soft cheeks.
"Shhh honey, it will be alright I promise."
Lusia stroked her best friend's hair gently. The shop in which both of them worked was closed for a week. They would lose a lot of trade but it was her mark of respect to Sarah and Nicky. When she had heard that her godchildren had both been killed, she had instantly collapsed into a fit of tears herself.
A tight knot formed itself in the pit of Sarah's stomach as the nurse wheeled her down to the intensive care unit. She gripped Lusia's hand firmly as she stared straight ahead, trying to prepare herself for what she was about to see.
"I'm afraid I've got to warn you Miss Berlyn, it isn't very pretty."
She nodded her head and tightened her grip on Lusia's hand. Holding open the doors for her, the nurse pushed her in. All around her were sounds of beeping, monitors took up most of the space in the room. Sarah felt her eyes filling up with uncontrollable tears, but she fought back.
"I've got to be strong for Nicky," she realised.
"I'll leave you alone now," the nurse said, personally thankful to get out of the horrible situation.
Lusia backed away into the corner of the room after having wheeled Sarah right up to his bedside. She stared at him. He looked exactly the same, it was just as if he was sleeping. A small cut above his eyebrow was neatly stitched, so hopefully it wouldn't scar him. The blond curtains created a sort of halo effect, and his long blond eyelashes lay neatly on his skin.
"Hey baby, it's me, always thought you were lazy you know! Any excuse to sleep isn't it."
She tried to smile through her tears. Reaching over, she winced slightly as pain tore through her chest. Softly placing his warm hand in hers, she began to stroke his pale skin. She studied his chest rising and falling slowly, a drip was inserted into his left hand.
"You better wake up soon babes, we've got the whole house to decorate before Christmas you know."
Sarah sighed, and smoothed away a crease in her hospital gown.
"I've got some bad news too honey. It's about Shane and Tira Rose, they, they didn't make it."
A stray tear dripped onto his hand. No reaction. Feeling more and more tears falling rapidly, she held on to his hand for dear life.
"Nicky, please babe, just show me a sign that your listening, better still, wake up, I need you so much, I love you so much, Nicky."
Sobs overtook her body as she placed her head down on the bed, Nicky's eyes not even flickering. The constant beep from the heart machine told everyone he was still breathing. Lusia stood at the back of the room, biting down hard on her lip wishing she could take away her friend's intolerable pain.
Softly, Lusia heard the door creak open and a fresher Shane crept in through the doors. Seeing Sarah crying next to his band mate made him realise that maybe things weren't as hopeful as he was trying to make out to everyone. He noticed Lusia, who busily wiping away her wet tears with the back of her hand. His gaze travelled down her voluptuous body. Ever since he had first met her he had been drawn to her, but he never did anything about it. It seemed it was tearing her heart apart seeing her best friend in so much pain. Obviously she seemed to be experiencing the same thoughts and feelings as he was about Nicky. Maybe in time, they could help each other get through this.
It was a miserable three weeks later, Saz had been out of hospital for two weeks now, attended her babies funeral, which without Nicky being there, was the hardest thing in the world. Cards and presents were still flooding through the door, and everyone around her was always checking to make sure she was all right.
Every day consisted of her waking up, having a shower, putting on clothes, and making her way to the hospital. There she stayed all day, in hope that Nicky would come round from the coma. Groups of adoring fans were non-stop parked around the hospital. Westlife songs were continuously sung, and red roses were scattered all over the pavement. A massive banner, painted by the teenage fans was pinned up onto the hospital wall. It read:
"This Love Is Unbreakable, WAKE UP NICKY."
Every day, Sarah spent an hour of her time talking to the mobs of girls outside the hospital. Some of them she felt so sorry for, because their whole life depended on Nicky. She never realised just quite how famous Westlife really were. Sarah closed her eyes as an image came flashing back to mind.
* * * *
"I'm surprised you aren't getting mobbed to death if you're so famous," Sarah muttered to herself under her breath.
She grinned sheepishly as Nicky cast a sharp look in her direction.
"Well no body knows I was out tonight, because normally I would be at home in Ireland."
"Oh right," she sighed as a block of posh, expensive looking apartments came into view. "You own one of those?"
Nicky smiled proudly, the moonlight reflecting softly in his blue eyes.
"You don't really know just how famous we are do you? Come on!"
* * * *
"Still no change?"
Sarah inquired at the reception desk before walking in to visit her boyfriend.
"No love sorry, you would have already been informed anyway."
The old nurse smiled kindly at the young woman in front of her. She had read all about her story in the newspaper. What the doctors and nurses hadn't told her though, was the chance that Nicky might never come round as results from a scan showed brain damage. They all saw how much she depended on him, and they were going to give him another month to wake up as the damage was very minor and might not have any effect.
Sighing loudly to herself, she walked in with a smile on her face. It soon froze when she saw Bryan playing happily with his daughter Molly on the chair next to the bed.
"Saz, hi," Bryan mumbled, unsure of what to do or say.
"Daddy?" Molly asked with a cheeky smile, her bright blue eyes twinkling merrily. "When is Uncle Nicky going to wake up and play with me?"
Sarah froze to the spot. Bryan cleared his throat before answering.
"We're not sure yet honey, we're just visiting him because he can hear us you see, and that way he knows we're all missing him and want him to wake up."
"What if he doesn't wake up Daddy?"
Molly gazed up from her thick eyelashes, her blue eyes staring expectantly at him for an answer.
"Then he'll fly up to heaven and be with the angels."
Tears filled Bryan's ocean blue eyes as Molly smiled at him. Sarah stood, observing the scene before her. She hadn't even considered the idea of Nicky not waking up. That was just impossible. He was strong, and he loved her, he was going to wake up, it was just a matter of time.
"We better get going Moll," Bryan told her as he hauled himself out of the small chair.
"I'm sorry Sarah, I didn't expect you to arrive so early."
He apologised guiltily at being caught playing happy families. Blinking slowly, Sarah looked up to the towering blonde in front of her.
"It's ok Bry," her voice, nothing more than a painful whisper.
"Take care, I'll be back later."
He picked his little girl up and strode out of the room without looking back.
Sarah slowly walked over to Nicky's bedside. Chewing on her lip, she studied him lying thereon his back in front of her. Gone was the sparkle out of his midnight blue eyes, his cheeky, adorable smile, the puppy dog expression he could switch on whenever he didn't get his own way. Even his blond hair seemed duller than it used to. She ran her fingers softly over the body that had grown to know and love. It still felt exactly the same as it always did. Feeling tears well up in her brown eyes, she sank slowly to her knees, the realisation finally dawning on her, that she wouldn't ever hear him say her name again, kiss her, laugh at her, joke with her, or touch her, but most importantly love her. All he was now was a body. His whole spirit and personality had gone the second they crashed. This wasn't the Nicky she had fallen in love with.
Shane strode in dressed in casual jeans and a shirt. He froze when he heard the sound of hysterical sobbing coming from Nicky's room. The hair on the back of his neck stood to end.
"God, no," he muttered as he ran up to the window that looked through into the room.
On the bed lying next to Nicky was Sarah. She was shaking madly, and the pillow was soaked. A large lump formed in Shane's throat as he watched the scene unfold in front of him. He realised what was happening. She was finally accepting the truth. His breathing increased with every strangled gasp, and the truth finally hit him hard too. Nicky, his one true very best friend, soul mate, was gone. The past five years they had together, were all he had left. Large tears rolled forlornly down his face as he placed shaking hand up against the pane of glass. Baby Shane and Tira Rose, were both gone. Shane still had all the memories, photographs and video's. Sarah was jut beginning life with him. She had lost everything.
Slowly he pushed open the door and walked over beside her. Placing his right hand carefully on his shoulder, he turned her over and stared into her large eyes.
"We'll give him one more month yeah?"
She nodded up at him, her black eyelashes soaked with tears and run mascara.
"Come here," he whispered as he pulled her up into a massive hug.
She sobbed on his shoulder. Only Nicky's hugs made her feel better.
As she gazed at the hundreds of faces in front of her, tears threatened to fill her eyes dark brown eyes again that sad day in January. The television camera's zoomed straight up to her gorgeous face, before she began her speech. Taking a deep breath, Georgina cleared her throat and took one step closer to the microphone in front of her.
"Nicky and I were together for eight years before we split. I have eight years worth of the most amazing memories life could ever provide. It is true that when I found out Nicky had cheated on me, we did split. But as I learnt more of Sarah, and also the way Nicky felt about her, it became clear to me that both of us had grown apart as the years travelled by and those two were made for each other.
Nobody is ever going to forget Nicky. His stunning dark blue eyes with their naughty, childish glint, his cheeky smile and great dress sense. Most of all though, his talents in whatever he did. Whether it was football, singing, dancing, loving people or most of all being a wonderful father. In a way as wrong as this might sound, maybe it could be seen as a blessing that Nicky has left us. For he is once again with his children. Everyone knows how much he wanted to be a dad, Sarah was lucky enough to give him that chance, something not only him, but all of us will thank her for, forever. If he had survived, the mere thought that his children weren't with him might have had this effect on him anyway. We have got to be thankful though that we still have all of our families and friends around us. Sarah has lost so much, and I can totally associate with how she is feeling at this point in time, because I'm feeling it too.
Nicky made all of his dreams come true whilest he had the chance, something not everyone does. He had the blessing of making it so far in his football career, and when that failed he didn't give up, only went on to achieve his more wilder dreams. Whenever we feel his presence missing, or we wish we could see that gorgeous grin of his, all we have to do is think about him. There are also all the tapes, CD's, DVD's, videos and posters we can all look at and remember him by. He is never going to be forgotten.
Another important aspect of Nicky's life, were his family and friends. Shane Filan was his best friend, ask anyone who knew Nicky. Throughout their five years as a record breaking boyband, Shane was there through thick and thin for him. Nicky returned this favour by naming his newborn son after him. In all interviews, there would be a mention of his family and what great support they were to him. I know that he is watching down over you all, and maybe he is even standing here in the corner of the room laughing at how emotional we are all being. Because that is Nicky. If this were him in place of me, he would stand here and say in that husky Irish accent of his, "ok we have lost another, but life still goes on. You have all got to stop mourning and make the most of what you've got left."
It is true you know. So Nicky Byrne we thank you. We thank you for giving everyone here and all of your fans from around the world the chance of knowing you, and letting you be a huge part of our lives. I know for a fact that millions of Westlife fans, young and old are watching this right now. Most of them probably in tears at the minute, unable to absorb the harsh realities of truth that life brings us. But all we've got to do is think positive. The news that Westlife are now splitting up hasn't really come as a shock to anyone, due to the circumstances. But personally, and also speaking on behalf of the music industry and fans, I think Nicky would go mad at each and every one of you, Bryan, Kian, Mark and Shane. He'd want you to go on without him and compete for all the awards possible, and break many more records. So do. That way, Nicky will not only live on in all of our hearts, but also in yours aswell."