Post by westlife18 on Sept 9, 2008 7:24:45 GMT -5
Hey guys.
I'm in the middle of writing a fan fic staring Westlife. And I need opinions and help and that to make the lads seem like the lads we know and love. Now I started an intro and I need help to make it better and I will accept any suggestions. Just please help. Its something I've been working on for so long. I'm gonna put up what I have so far on this and please read and help. I would appriciate it, from one westlife nutter to another.
That morning as Dublin airport was brought to the dull hum of five o’clock in the morning, four very famous faces walked through with their bags. Westlife guided through Dublin airport undetected by screaming fans or the press. All wearing baseball caps and ordinary looking clothes they went to get taxis. Mark Feehily walked towards the exit first, with his eyes glued to his mobile phone as he sent text messages to family members and partner to say that they arrived safely. Kian Egan was behind him, rubbing his eyes, sleeping on the planes was never a nice thing after you have a celebration party the night before. Shane Filan was behind him, nodding his head to the beat of a Michael Jackson song on his I Pod, trying not to start dancing but was enjoying himself still and lastly Nicky Byrne was slowly walking behind, just enjoying the view of Dublin airport again, grateful to be home. As Nicky looked ahead of him, he saw Shane slow down to walk beside him, he was trying not to laugh out loud
“Look at Kian. He looks like a volcano ready to blow” Shane smirked as him and Nicky looked towards the entrance, Nicky smiled
“Why? What’s wrong with him now?”
“I’m not sure. But you can just tell, he is ready to tantrum” and Shane laughed a little louder this time. As they approached the entrance of the airport as they heard Kian exclaim
“Ah for gods sake!” they both laughed, Nicky put his hand around Kian’s shoulder
“What’s the matter with you Kian?”
“You would think that taxis are meant to stop when someone puts out their hand” Nicky laughed
“Relax Kian, for one thing, they’re Dublin taxi drivers, it doesn’t mean they have to do anything and another thing is my house isn’t going anywhere so chill. Now boys I don’t know about you but I’m in the mood for a bit of breakfast” and the other three walked away, leaving Kian standing there by himself. But they all knew he would follow them up soon enough. Shane then nudged Nicky
“I wish he would cool down, one of these days, he will blow and we will have to clean up the mess” Nicky laughed
“You have a point there man” and they both laughed as they walked to go to get something to eat.
As Nicky, Mark and Shane sat down at one of the airport cafes, they all smiled as Kian followed them up a few minutes later. Mark took out this morning’s paper and began reading it as Kian had to go and get the orders as he was last up. Nicky relaxed back into the chair and closed his eyes, he couldn’t wait to go back to his house and sleep in his lovely bed with his equally lovely wife. Shane smiled,
“Hey Nick, don’t fall asleep on us just yet. We haven’t even gotten out of the airport.” Nicky didn’t even open his eyes to respond
“Shush you. Just be grateful I’m letting you stay with me and not pushing out to a hotel” and they both laughed. Mark smiled at them both as he spotted something in the paper,
“Hey lads, we’re in the paper. They got word that we were coming back”
“What?” Kian questioned as he put the tray with everyone’s order onto the table, Nicky frowned,
“How did they do that??”
“I don’t know, it just says “Superstar’s Westlife are to be heading home, their location however still remains a secret as they prepare for their world wide tour scheduled to start next March.” They’re crafty buggers aren’t they?” Mark said as he folded up the paper, then walked to put it in the bin, Shane picked up his coffee
“Look at the bright side boys; at least we know that we’re crap at sneaking about without being detected.” And they all laughed
“At least they don’t know about the album, it’s only the tour they’re worried about.” Nicky added. Kian took a sip of coffee
“We need a new feel for this album, this is the biggest one we could ever do and we need to come up with something good.” Shane sighed
“Let’s just leave Louis at it. There is no point us stressing about it just when we have arrived home. Look if we go to Priscilla in a few days and see what ideas and that we come up with.” Nicky chuckled
“Yeah lads, Shane’s bagel is calling to him, he needs to eat it” and they all laughed. Shane frowned as he picked up the bagel
“Shut up you Byrne.” And he took a bite from it as the others laughed again and started to enjoy their breakfast.
I'm in the middle of writing a fan fic staring Westlife. And I need opinions and help and that to make the lads seem like the lads we know and love. Now I started an intro and I need help to make it better and I will accept any suggestions. Just please help. Its something I've been working on for so long. I'm gonna put up what I have so far on this and please read and help. I would appriciate it, from one westlife nutter to another.
That morning as Dublin airport was brought to the dull hum of five o’clock in the morning, four very famous faces walked through with their bags. Westlife guided through Dublin airport undetected by screaming fans or the press. All wearing baseball caps and ordinary looking clothes they went to get taxis. Mark Feehily walked towards the exit first, with his eyes glued to his mobile phone as he sent text messages to family members and partner to say that they arrived safely. Kian Egan was behind him, rubbing his eyes, sleeping on the planes was never a nice thing after you have a celebration party the night before. Shane Filan was behind him, nodding his head to the beat of a Michael Jackson song on his I Pod, trying not to start dancing but was enjoying himself still and lastly Nicky Byrne was slowly walking behind, just enjoying the view of Dublin airport again, grateful to be home. As Nicky looked ahead of him, he saw Shane slow down to walk beside him, he was trying not to laugh out loud
“Look at Kian. He looks like a volcano ready to blow” Shane smirked as him and Nicky looked towards the entrance, Nicky smiled
“Why? What’s wrong with him now?”
“I’m not sure. But you can just tell, he is ready to tantrum” and Shane laughed a little louder this time. As they approached the entrance of the airport as they heard Kian exclaim
“Ah for gods sake!” they both laughed, Nicky put his hand around Kian’s shoulder
“What’s the matter with you Kian?”
“You would think that taxis are meant to stop when someone puts out their hand” Nicky laughed
“Relax Kian, for one thing, they’re Dublin taxi drivers, it doesn’t mean they have to do anything and another thing is my house isn’t going anywhere so chill. Now boys I don’t know about you but I’m in the mood for a bit of breakfast” and the other three walked away, leaving Kian standing there by himself. But they all knew he would follow them up soon enough. Shane then nudged Nicky
“I wish he would cool down, one of these days, he will blow and we will have to clean up the mess” Nicky laughed
“You have a point there man” and they both laughed as they walked to go to get something to eat.
As Nicky, Mark and Shane sat down at one of the airport cafes, they all smiled as Kian followed them up a few minutes later. Mark took out this morning’s paper and began reading it as Kian had to go and get the orders as he was last up. Nicky relaxed back into the chair and closed his eyes, he couldn’t wait to go back to his house and sleep in his lovely bed with his equally lovely wife. Shane smiled,
“Hey Nick, don’t fall asleep on us just yet. We haven’t even gotten out of the airport.” Nicky didn’t even open his eyes to respond
“Shush you. Just be grateful I’m letting you stay with me and not pushing out to a hotel” and they both laughed. Mark smiled at them both as he spotted something in the paper,
“Hey lads, we’re in the paper. They got word that we were coming back”
“What?” Kian questioned as he put the tray with everyone’s order onto the table, Nicky frowned,
“How did they do that??”
“I don’t know, it just says “Superstar’s Westlife are to be heading home, their location however still remains a secret as they prepare for their world wide tour scheduled to start next March.” They’re crafty buggers aren’t they?” Mark said as he folded up the paper, then walked to put it in the bin, Shane picked up his coffee
“Look at the bright side boys; at least we know that we’re crap at sneaking about without being detected.” And they all laughed
“At least they don’t know about the album, it’s only the tour they’re worried about.” Nicky added. Kian took a sip of coffee
“We need a new feel for this album, this is the biggest one we could ever do and we need to come up with something good.” Shane sighed
“Let’s just leave Louis at it. There is no point us stressing about it just when we have arrived home. Look if we go to Priscilla in a few days and see what ideas and that we come up with.” Nicky chuckled
“Yeah lads, Shane’s bagel is calling to him, he needs to eat it” and they all laughed. Shane frowned as he picked up the bagel
“Shut up you Byrne.” And he took a bite from it as the others laughed again and started to enjoy their breakfast.
is this all you have written though...