THE BEGINNING OF OUR FAIRYTALE
by Amy

.script by Binha.

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[Challenge July 2008:

Lifer: Shane
Place: theater
Stuff: palmtop
Quote: "You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. Y ou're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." (Fight Club)
Movie character: Agent J and Agent K [MIB. Men In Black / played by Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones]]

“BB, what do you have in your bag?” Mark asked, from my back, looking at Bryan’s black bag.
“Juice and popcorn?” Nicky joined.
“You’re not allowed to bring juice and popcorn at a theatre!” said looking furious at Bryan.
“Who says that? What are we supposed to do then if not eat?” Nicky asked, with a raised eyebrow.
“Well, you’re here to see a play, not to eat” answered, moving her angry look to Nicky who wasn’t impressed at all by her.
“This play has boredom written on its forehead. Do you want me to fall asleep?” Nicky talked back.
“You haven’t seen it yet! What makes you think it’s boring?”
“Everything! Look at the posters! ‘Romeo and Juliet’! It’s enough for me to throw up!” Nicky hissed with a disgusted smirk.
“You just don’t know how to appreciate art!” Mark joined . Yeah, and Mark, the art lovers! I agree with Nicky to be honest. All this R&J thing, as Bryan calls it, is just a bunch of crap. But was there and that was all that mattered.
“That’s a soap opera, not art! Art is what we do in Westlife!” Bryan helped Nico.
“What? Don’t make me laugh! That is not real art! Listen to some Mozart or Beethoven to see what art is” said.
“I hate classical music! It’s boring” Nicky added.
“To you everything is boring! You should’ve stuck with your football. You don’t need to know what art is there!”
“What are you insinuating?” Nicky asked furiously.
“That you have no brains!” answered.
“Wait, wait, wait! Stop fighting!” I came in between. This kind of fights were typical for us (especially for them), but the theatre wasn’t the right place to develop them.
“So what do you have in your bag in the end?” Kian asked to break the tense formed between and Nicky.
“A pillow! The chairs are hard and I can’t get a good sleep” Bryan answered, leaving and Mark with big disapproving looks on their faces.

The play was extremely boring, probably the most boring thing I’ve seen in my whole life, but it was worth it as I had been watching . She and Mark were devouring the scene, occasionally crying (God knows why), hugging each other (lucky bastard!) or, often, looking disapprovingly at the other lads. Well you can’t blame them, as Bryan, who was sleeping, began snoring like a bull. That annoyed half of the audience and we had to wake him up. He fell asleep again, eventually. Nicky had brought with him a palmtop and had been playing games all the time, much to ’s disgust who was once in while punching him to look at the scene. Kian was next to me, tattling about some things Louis had told him, while I was trying, but failing of course, to watch the play, only to prove that I also liked that shit.

“In the break, I want to tell her how I feel” I murmured to Kian who stopped talking, giving me a concerned look.
“Do you think this is the right place? I mean, you could have chosen a more romantic place, like a restaurant, a ball…”
“Now I feel that I can do it. I don’t know why I am so nervous. It’s not the first time I open my heart to a girl” I said, gesticulating with my hands. I was really nervous and I was sweating like a pig under the summer sun.
“Those girls liked you for being in Westlife. And they think Westlife means only fame and fortune. is different. She knows that you are beyond Westlife” he told me. Honestly I didn’t get it.
“What are you trying to say?”
“You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world” he said, a bit too loud as a few heads turned our way. We ignored them and I whispered:
“You’re not encouraging me, you know”
“All I want to say is that is special, better than all those bitches you dated in the past” he muttered.
“They weren’t bitches!” I protested.
“Yeah, right, that skinny Sarah wanted to bed me when you were at your mom. And remember Kim? She kissed Mark when you were bringing us the drinks. Not to mention Jenny who drugged BB just to…”
“Okay, okay, I get it. I’m not good at choosing girls, I know” I finally said, not wanting to remember all my failures in love.
“This time you are. is perfect. She is single, she is hot and she likes you. I don’t know if she loves you, but that isn’t out of discussion”
“I’ll try to tell her everything in the break”
“Good luck, mate”

That play seemed endless. The only important thing that happened was when another fight started between and Nicky. It helped me to not fall asleep and it even woken up Bryan.
“Byrne, just turn off that bullshit!” hissed quietly, looking annoyed at Nicky, who was very seized by his game.
“Fuck off!” Nicky answered, licking his lip and not looking at her.
“You’re at a theatre! Can’t you just show some manners at least here?”
“Are you actually planning on annoying me all day long? Can’t you see I’m doing something? Shut up!” Nicky talked back.
“Get your arse off that nonsense and enjoy the play! That’s why you’re here” said louder, but she didn’t care. It was obvious that she was all pissed off. I could’ve intertwined, but I really enjoyed this fight.
“Look, what I do is important! I’m playing a game with Agent J and Agent K. I don’t think you know them as you’re a nerd and nerds don’t watch action movies. They are the men in black. And furthermore this game is actually thrilling, not like that foolery happening on the scene” Nicky said, pausing the game to look her in the eye.
“You’re a fucking stupid git! I’ve no idea why you came here in the first place!” said, this time even louder. I think half of the people in there turned their heads at us and murmured a quiet ‘Shh’. Nicky giggled, amused by her embarrassment.
“I’m not done with you” whispered, catching Nicky defenceless and pressing the ‘Esc’ button on his palmtop. The game ended and you could actually see the explosion of fury on Nicky’s face. It was priceless!
“You will pay for this!” Nicky hissed.
“Yeah right! Like I’m scared of you. You’re just a brainless little kid”
“While you’re a stupid and annoying bitch!” slapped Nicky on the face, making a noise that invaded all the theatre. With that she stood up and walked away from there. I just couldn’t let a moment like that pass away so I followed her. I had seen Mark wanting to get away too, but fortunately Kian stopped him. I forgot to thank him. Stupid me!

Anyway, as I was saying I ran after her and managed to catch her on the stairs. She was crying, fact that literally broke my heart. It should be forbidden for her to cry, I swear! It makes me cry too. In that moment I wanted to kill Nicky!
“, shh, don’t worry. He didn’t mean it” I said and pulled her in my arms. She didn’t back away, she didn’t try to protest, she just stood there crying her heart out on my shoulder. Having her in my arms felt amazing, but still knowing she was crying felt awful.
“Shay, it’s only my fault” she murmured, getting away and taking a seat on the stairs. That was great, she was blaming herself!
“It’s not your fault, sweetie. That bastard shouldn’t have said that”
“I started everything and maybe I should respect other people’s tastes. I mean if he doesn’t like a thing, I should not push him into liking it”
To be honest, I thought and I still think that she was crying over nothing. It wasn’t their first fight, it wasn’t their toughest or longest and it wasn’t their most hurtful, but I knew even then that I could take advantage of that situation.
“Don’t blame yourself. He was rough and unmannered. He deserved that punch and even more than that” I said and was pleased to see her smile. Yeah, she was getting back on track. The best thing was that we were alone and, despite what Kian said, that place was quite romantic.
“Oh, Shay, thanks. Somehow you made me feel better. You always manage to do so. You’re like my brother” she said resting her ginger head on my shoulder. Brother? I could be more than that!
“Hey, I’m no brother, thank God!” I said laughing nervously. It was coming!
“Hey, wouldn’t you like to be my bro? You always said you envied Markey”
“Of course, because you sleep in his hotel room, you share the same wardrobe, you know he can see all your clothes and I mean all, if you know what I mean” I began talking nonsense. I think she sensed that because she giggled.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re jealous because of that? Who said I can’t share a bedroom with you?” she said looking into my eyes. I bit my lip, being totally mesmerized by the view.
“Not me, baby. I would even give you my bed” I whispered, coming even closer. Now I could sense her breath on my lips, I could see her eyes almost closing and I could feel her hand touching mine. It was now or never. I leaned over and kissed gently her lips, until a shriek interrupted us and after that I heard Mark’s voice scream:
“You lecher, get off my sis!”

Great! Finally I got to kiss her and we were being interrupted again! All four of them came running on the stairs, breaking the most beautiful moment of my life. Know what? In that moment I hated them! Annoying ugly pigs!
“Mark, calm down! I was enjoying it” Bryan joined.
“She is not your sis! This git can take advantage of every single moment!” Mark protested coming to and taking her by the shoulders. I looked at her and saw a disapproving look on her face, mixed with amusement and yet embarrassment.
“Who’s the git, Markey? Me or Shane?” she asked making me smile.
“, dear, stop joking! I saw him kissing you”
“Actually I kissed him. And I would do it again and again and again and again” she said getting away from Mark and jumping into my arms. I felt like the luckiest git-sorry, guy alive.
“So you two are, you know, together?” Bryan asked smirking. That smirk is scary. He always haves twisted thoughts when he does that.
“Not really… I don’t know. If she wants to, I guess… we are” I stuttered, looking at her. She returned me a lovingly look murmuring:
“Of course I do, baby”
“YEAH! I won the bet! You owe me $500, Byrne!” Bryan shrieked scaring the life out of me. He just can’t be discreet. Never!
“I guess I do” Nicky said with an indifferent face. He seemed to be somewhere else. And I’m sure he was because he didn’t say a thing and that is usually up to Kian. Well, I don’t want you to think that Kian doesn’t talk much, because he does (a lot!!!), but when he isn’t interested, he just shuts up and waits for the moment to pass out.

“What’s bugging you, Nico?” I asked. He had such a puppy face that you just couldn’t be mad at him, not even if your name was .
“I wanna say sorry” Nicky mumbled and, upon hearing that, jumped on him, whispering:
“Don’t be sorry, because of you I got Shane. Thanks, Nico!”
“Besides started it” Bryan said.
“Yeah, but he continued” protested.
“Well, what do you wanted me to do? Agent J and Agent K are my fave movie characters. They rock, not like Romeo and Juliet. Disgusting!” Nicky retorted.
“Romeo and Juliet are better than two shitty agents” hissed.
“What? No way! Do you see Romeo and Juliet fighting with aliens? All they do is cry over their stupid love all day. ‘Romeo, Romeo, how I love you, you little piece of shit!’ Just a crappy play” Nicky talked back. You can guess what that led to. Uhu, another stupid fight.

But I was content. One of this fights led to being my wife and the mother of my kids and, most importantly, the one I share the bed with. Hey, I’m a man!
Anyway, even though the start of our relationship was kind of stupid and childish, not something sappy with flowers, candles, ballads bla bla bla (believe me I hate these things!), I’m proud to say that it was the beginning of our magical fairytale.

THE END