Live And Kicking & Kian

west|zine

Issue # 2, 24th - 31st October 1999

-Live and Kicking & Kian-

-Chapter 1-

     "My mate,jane, is really into a band called Westlife and she persuaded me to go along to Live & Kicking to see them. after much pleeding ang begging i agreed to go. we arrived at 7 am....she didn't want to miss anyone! it was the coldest day of the year, absoutely freezing! jane met up with some people she knew..and started to blank me. "don't ask her, she doesn't like westlife"....she told her friends. i stood
pressed against the fence in silence.
     At 8am a man came out saying there was 3 tickets to get in left....my friend was so excited she pushed forward and got in with her westlife friends. Her mum was giving me a lift home..in 5 hours!!! i was stuck! i thought i may aswell hang around to see the guys since i was here.
     At 8.30am a large van pulled up...with tinted windows. "Its them" a girl screamed..the next thing i knew hundreds of girls descended crushing me against the fence. "arrgghhhh" i screamed in pain. A large man pulled me over the fence and dropped me on the hard floor. A hand appeared in front
of me, offering a lift up. i looked up to see a gorgeous figure in front of me...floppy blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. i took the hand and brushed myself down. "are you ok? those bouncers are soo rough" a soft irish accent asked concerned.
     "fine thanks", i shivered with cold and fear!
     "I'm Kian" the blonde irish man added, "are u sure u are ok?" he brushed his hand over my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine.
     "kian...i love youuuuuu...come hear Kian" girls screamed.
     "duty calls",he whispered smiling. Then he left to sign autographs. another bouncer led me firmly away to behind the fence....i was alone again.

     I shivered as i sat on the wall behind bbc centre. My watch read 10am..still 3 hours.
     'wow that was Kian from westlife', i thought, 'he is so nice ...those eyes!'. i blew into my hands..trying to get some feeling back. Each second seemed to take an hour. i could feel the tears welling up in my eyes....i began to sob quitely. i looked up when i heard a door gently bang. It was the irish figure...he lean't on a wall and saw me. My heart started pounding 'argh its Kian' my mind raced.
     "hey....r u ok?", it was that soft accent again..he walked towards me and wiped a tear from my cheek, " u must be freezing" he took my hands in his and blew..i could feel his soft breath tingling my finger tips .
     The door opened again..another figure...this one taller with soft blonde curtains, and deep blue eyes, he was gorgeous.
     "Bry mate", Kian shouted, "yous looking for me?"
     Bryan walked over and looked at me..."alright I'm Bryan", then he turned to Kian "You can find pretty girls everywhere can't you"...my heart lept...bryan called me pretty..i mean ME!
     "Louis is looking for yous", Bryan continued, he turned to me again " You look cold come in with us..we can't have yous freezing". Kian took my hand and led me into the building.......

-Chapter 2-      i held on to kian's hand tightly. It was so soft and warm. i was led along a corridor...i looked at the the doors we past...'steps', 'emma'..wow it was thier dressing rooms! we walked through many doors past loads or rooms filled with funny technical equipment and finally stopped. The door read "Westlife" wow thier dressing room!
     "are you sure i can be here", I asked, "i don't want to be any trouble".
     Kian smilied, "No probs, we couldn't leave you out there".
     Bryan opened the door. Inside were the other lads and Louis Walsh..for the first time i was star struck. Kian, sencing my nervousness whispered in my ear "Don't worry, we are all lovely lads". I relaxed a bit and Kian released my hand and put his arm around my shoulder. I scanned the room as the lads talked between themselves. It was quite a small room, cosy though. There was a few sofa's and a large mirror and a table of food. I felt my stomach rumble..i hadn't eaten since last night. Imust have been staring at the food because Kian said "hey, u hungry..help yourself they give us way too much".
     "lads, this is..", kian started introducing me, but had no idea what my name was."umm"
     "Leanne", i added.
     "ello, hiya, alright" they were very friendly.
     my head started to spin, i was very hungry, and cold. As i stumbled backwards Kian grabbed me. "Hey, You ok?", he asked for the third time "i grabbed my head i muttered a "fine" then it all went black.

     I opened my eyes and tryed to focus, my eyes blurred for a few seconds. I was in a small room lying on a green couch. I looked around, i was alone in the room. I pulled the blanket from my legs and sat up. My head was pounding. 'where am i, was that a dream?' my head spun. i Looked at my watch, 11:00am, still 2 hours till i could leave, 'where am i?'. I sat with my head in my hands for what seemed like ages trying to remember what had happened. Some time later the door opened.
     "Your awake, oh tank youse", a familiar voice "i was so worried". i looked up to see the bright eyes of kian egan! "You fainted, hows your head?". it all came back to me, meeting the boys, then going all dizzy.
     i was silent, for the first time in my life i was at a loss for words.
     "sorry i left you", kian carried on, "i had to go on the show". he took my hand and looked into my eyes with a deep stare. "You poor thing"
     "Erm...where am i", i can't beleive i said that!
     "Your in BBC studios, I'll go get the doctor"
     "Wait" i managed a squeal as he headed for the door, "don't go".
     "outside, you were crying and looked so pale" Kian talked in a soft voice, "Whats wrong? You didn't just faint cos of us did u?"
     "I'm fine, i was just cold and tired", i couldn't tell him the truth.
     "Well, i really think youse should see the doctor"
     "Really Kian, I'm ok" Its then that it hit me who i was talking to. If only Jane could see me now!
     The door opened once more.....

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