(Now that Neil is awake and happy I get now to spend a book focusing each on the relationships so this book will go as such- Part 1:George and Paul - Part 2:Keith and Damian - Part 3:More keith and Damo. Don't worry even though Ryan and Neil don't get a chapter there will be PLENTY of them regardless. This chapter is from Paul's point of view. and keep in mind that this doesn't go along with modern day its about a year in the future. and Sharon is the producer of Celtic Thunder for those who don't know)
The problem was that George was okay, because since he was okay he would want te' see me and I felt so guilty I couldn't face him just yet. So te' kill time I went te' go check on Neil. As I approached the room I heard Neil's voice answer a question the doctor asked.
"My name's Neil Byrne soon te' be Neil Kelly I was born November 16 1980 making me 33 its May 10, 2013, seriously doc I'm FINE!" Neil was clearly irratated but he keep a light smile on his face as he spoke.
"Honestly? I don't know how that's even possible. That was such a severe accident how could ye'r brain be unaffected?" Neil just shrugged much te' the doctors annoyence. "I'm gonna order an MRI just te' make sure."
"I don't need it!" Neil shouted after the doc as I moved closer te' him. "I'm sorry ye' did save me' life. Thanks for that I'm just not a fan of hospitials."
"I understand." The doctor smiled and left the room quickly as I stepped aside.
"Neil-babe they're just trying te' take care of ye'." Ryan looked down at his love as he was holding Neil's unbroken hand in both of his.
"But I want ye' te' take care of me." Neil pouted out his lower lip lightly and instantly Ryan looked away from his boyfriend.
"Do not give me those eyes."
"Please Ry-Ry I just want te' go home." Damn, Neil only pulled out little nicknames when he wanted something really bad. It was actualy kinda funny because Neil was pouting like a 4-year old knowing he was getting under Ryan's skin.
"See how half of ye'r body is casted. That's because it's broken, there is no way ye' going home soon." Ryan contuined te' avoid Neil's eyes and eventualy he found mine. "Hey." He said with a smile.
"Hey." I nodded as I noticed that both Ryan and Neil had a look of curiousidy dwelling in there eyes. "Where's Keith and Damo?"
"I think they went te' go get something te' eat with Emmet and Cameron." Ryan smiled as he nodded. A moment of silence passed and I could feel the question prodding through their eyes, begging te' be addressed but they both were te' tactfull te' ask it bluntly.
"Go ahead..." I said bowing me' head, I knew that at some point I was going te' have te' answer something somewhere along the line. I took a seat on the chair near Neil's bed.
"So ye' and George?" Ryan said trying te' sound non-chalant as he pretended te' find something interesting out the window.
"Not really it was just a fling that happened years ago." I looked down at me' hands as the magnitude of how crazy this whole thing was. It was a fling that was YEARS ago, there was absolutely no way George could honestly feel that same way about me. 'It was because I loved you' George's words echoed in me' head. 'Oh shut up!' I mentaly shouted at him and he just chuckled an evil chuckle.
'He can't love ye' Paul, how many times do I have te' say that.' Swanky Man whispered in me' ear. Ever since George flat-lined Swanky Man was being an annoying fly on the wall and only saying something when I was being silent.
"Years ago?" Neil's eyes did a light twitch with shock as he spoke.
"Like 'It's Entertainment' years ago or like 'Take Me Home' years ago?" Ryan asked totaly keeping his attention on me.
"umm...'The Show'." I muttered with a little shame. Me' very small meek part of me' personality was taking over.
"What?" Ryan's jaw literaly dropped.
"How?" Neil's question resounded Ryan's in a different way.
"Well...see after the first concert-"
"The first concert?" Keith was standing in the door with his mouth only slightly gapped. Damo, Emmet, and Cameron didn't seem te' be behind him.
"Yeah, it was after the first concert-" I contuined te' explain the story te' me' three brothers and through the entire thing three sets of stunned eyes watched me. Finally I finished me' story with a deep breath and resting me' head in me' hands. Ryan and Neil looked at eachother as they processed the information while Keith just drew circles with his eyes on the cieling trying te' grasp me' story. The gravity of me' own stupidity resounded in me' ears with another Swanky Man comment 'Wow ye' sound like an idoit.'
"Paul?" Miranda asked from the door with a mutted knock. I just turned toward her with no remark. "George is awake and asking for ye'." I considered not even going te' him,but if I didn't I would regret it consideably. So I left the room of dumbfounded friends and trudged te' George's room which seemed a mile away. As I rounded into the room the scottish man's eyes seem te' spark a little with tiny sprinkles of happiness but then at me' expression his smile dropped a little bit.
"Paul, what's wrong?"
"I caused ye' te' have a heart attack." I stood at the foot of his bed a little worried te' move for fear of causing something else te' happen.
"It's not ye'r fault Paul." George chuckled a little and the light te' his eyes re-illuminated.
"Why are ye' laughing?" Swanky Man was present in me' mind but wasn't in control.
"Why in the world would ye' think that it was ye'r fault?" George ran a hand over his shiny bald head.
"Because me kissing ye' is what caused it..." I found a little comfort by staring at the floor, avoiding his eyes so I wouldn't forgive me'self. I didn't deserve that pleasure.
"Damn it Paul!" George's voice was suddenly angry and I couldn't help but look up at him . "Stop being so stubborn, it's the one thing about ye' I don't like." This was true, I was stubborn and I knew it but who the hell did he think he was for trying to tell me not te' be me'self. I snapped.
"If that's the only thing that ye' don't like about me then ye'r head more fucked up then ye' thought." Me' voice was cold and flat and I felt me' body freeze in it's place.
"Me' heads fine the problem is that ye' don't think much of ye'rself, and I don't know why..."
"Can't think much of something so terrible." That was the only responce that I could think of.
"Why would ye' ever-" He started talking and some even darker form of me then I even knew, surfaced and I rotated on me' heels te' get the hell away from him. "PAUL BYROM IF YE' LEAVE THIS ROOM I SWEAR TE' GOOD ABOVE!" The threat made me turn around but I kept me' distance with me' arms crossed. "Paul. Why would ye' ever think that ye' are so terrible?"
"Because I went after someone I knew I couldn't have and even though I knew it was wrong I didn't listen and it almost killed him." I wasn't paying much attention te' the world outside the room but I could hear Keith and Damian laughed as Emmet and Cameron where talking loud enough te' be heard.
"Paul ye'r making no sense." George shook his head lightly then leaned forward and wrapped his hands around me' arms then pulled me around the bed till I was by his side. I tried te' resist but I almost tripped over me' self so I just followed the lead. "Ye' didn't do anything wrong, if anything, I'm the one who did something wrong. I'm the one who had sex with a man even though I was married te' somebody else who I saw maybe six hours before that."
"But I knew that ye' were married and let it happen." Me' own stubborness was staying adament.
"PAUL! Listen te' me! I'm the cheater here not ye'. Then afterward I was about te' leave me' wife and I would have if ye' didn't be the better person and tell me I was doing wrong." I opened me' mouth te' talk but George's words and eyes pulled me into silence. Tick...tock...tick the clock sounded creating a pattern of serenity that fell uneasily around me. "Paul I would have left in a heartbeat for ye' and if ye' let me I would still be with ye' in a heartbeat."
"Ye' would?" I asked not picking up me' eyes because I was trying te' stop happiness from finding me.
"Yeah." He smiled up at me and I felt me' cold haze start te' melt. He gently started te' pull closer te' me and as he was about te' kiss me I just had te' say.
"No. If ye' want te' be with me then we are gonna do this right, because I'm not some floozy who kisses a man before the first date. If ye' want any of this then ye'll have te' win it with flowers, dinner, and maybe a box of choclate. And I don't think ye' have officaly asked me yet." I held me'self up straight as I spoke. I was trying not te' smile but I couldn't help but crack a smile. George laughed very louder, and I couldn't help but laugh with him.
"Okay, fine. Mr. Byrom would ye' be interested in going on a date with me after I get out of the hospiial."
"I'll have te' check with me' boyfriend first te' see if it's okay." I turned non-chalantly away te' look at the door.
"Boyfriend?" George lightly gripped me' hand and tugged a little so I would look at him. His eyes were a little worried and I couldn't help but smirk at him.
"yeah. Me' boyfriend Lucky, he's a leperchaun and when we go on dates he picks me up on his orange marshmallow star." I laughed and I heard someone behind me laugh te' but that laugh was silence instantly. "The thing is that he spends a little te' much time at the cereal bar with Sam and Tony."
"Oh, damn he sounds amazing I don't know if I can compare-" George chuckled and his hand twisted in mine till he had a comfortable grip and pulled me a bit closer. "-especially since ye'll be me' first time with a guy."
"Really? Never would have guessed by the way ye'-"
"Yep first time." George blushed as he cut me off, he clearly knew what I was about te' say. "Ye' guys gonna come in?" He asked and I turned te' see Emmet, Keith, Cameron, and Damo all trying te' hide at the archway and still watch us at the same time. They all stumbled forward, emberessed that they were caught.
"Sorry, I wanted te' get me' jacket but ye' looked serious so we didn't want te' interupt." Keith said trying te' act cool as Damo held his hand. Emmet and Cameron stood behind them, not touching in anyway. I nodded slowly.
"and how long have ye' been there?" I asked looking at Damo who's cheeks were red, clearly he was the one I made laugh with me' fake boyfriend.
"Not long-ish, actualy we kinda just got there." Emmet spoke up trying te' protect this small band that was caught like deer in headlights. I just rolled me' eyes and turned back te' face our leader who was smiling and also rolled his eyes as he looked up at me.
"Hey, I'm kinda hungry I'll be back soon, okay?" I smiled at him and for once in years I felt a true sense of happiness. George was gonna try and be with me! That felt some amazing te' think about then I realized that what he had said earlier had a good point. Him and I weren't that different from Cameron and Emmet.
"Hey, Paul wait up!" Ryan ran te' catch up with me and he also had a likewise smile te' me' own.
"Hey, Ry-Ry." I teased as he took te' matching me' stride. "How's Neil?"
"Same from when ye' left, being stubborn because he wants te' leave." Ryan smiled as we made our te' the elevator. "I hate seeing him like that, It makes me' stomach twist every single time." I pressed the call button as he spoke and we waited for it te' arrive. Then with a ding the door opened.
"Oh come on Ry, Neil doesn't look that bad bald."
"I meant him all casted up like that." Ryan laughed at me as I pressed another floor's button.
"Oh, sorry. I thought ye' were just racist against bald people." A round of laughter echoed through both of us.
"I'm not racist against them I just don't have a desire for them-" He rested his head on the wall and kept laughing "clearly ye' love rubbing that bald head all night long."
"Careful what ye' say Ryan this elevator is small and I'm known for getting what I want."
"Oh come now Paul I'm engauged ye' know. Besides I don't think George would appreciate that." Ryan laughed with me again in a round till the elevator opened.
Lunch went over rather plain (mostly because Ryan and I were eating because it was the first time we both felt comfortable te' since we got te' the hospitial last night) then we causualy went te' the elevator and made our way te' the floor where all of our friends were at. I don't think any of us could have expected what was about te' happen next. We rounded the corner te' see George's room open and every (minus Neil) was crowding around.
"Sharon?" I asked as I step into the room with Ryan just a second behind. "Hey guys." She smiled back at us as I hugged her quickly only lightly ghosted me' lips on her cheek before she hugged Ryan. "I was just coming by te' check on George and Neil. How are ye' guys holding up?"
"Fine." Ryan and I almost said in synch as we both weren't really sure how te' answer.
"That's good." Sharon smiled "I also brought some presents for ye' guys, cause I know how much ye' all hate hospitials." She smiled then brushed past us and tapped Emmet and Cameron te' followe her te' go get them, Damo and Keith just followed Ryan te' go check on Neil and then I was alone with George once again this time with out any form of regret or awkwardness.
"Hey." I smiled at him as I took a spot of the bed next te' him.
"Hey, I meant te' bring this up sooner but I forgot and seeing Sharon reminded me." George smiled though his smile didn't touch his eyes. "Can ye' do me a favor?"
"Of course, what do ye' need me te' do?" I asked a little confused.
"Me' clothes that I came here in are over there in a bag on that chair. Can ye' please find me' pants and check the back pockets? There's something there I want ye' te' see something."
"Sure." I followed his direction and lo and behold there was a paper that was folded neatly in the back right pocket. I unfolded it and quickly read through everything and I dropped me' jaw instantly, was this paper right? I pulled me' head te' look up at him with a stupid expression. "Are ye' sure about this?" He just nodded te' me and I check over it again. "are ye' truely sure about this? Ye' can't just do this lightly."
"I'm sure Paul. This is my descion and I stand by it." He smiled a little wider. "Besides how could we have a proper relationship otherwise? I'm way te' old for something as trivial as long distance."
"I- umm...well I-" I struggled with words because this was te' unbelivable. I think I looked back and forth from the paper te' him about a million times and eventualy Emmet's voice came from behind me.
"Paul, Sharon got ye' a new teddybear!" Then he saw me' expression. "What's going on?" I didn't move I just kept me' eyes looked with George's and Emmet just stepped around me and took the paper from me as Cameron, Sharon, Keith, and Damo came back into the room. Keith had a new black fadora in his hands as Damo had a new hoodie. Even Cameron had a new jacket that he was zipping on while Emmet had a new scarf around his neck. Emmet joined me at staring at George with a dropped jaw as Sharon put a new book in his hands.
"Sharon do ye' know about this?" Emmet and I asked as we slowly turned toward her.
"Yes I am. We talked about it first, and if it's what George wants te' do then I will support his descion." She said and slowly the paper got passed around and more dropped jaws us in staring at him with shock. Then Damo spoke up.
"George, ye'r...leaving Celtic Thunder?"