My Lighthouse

A distance away

Two days had past since Sheila came back home in Ireland, the country she loved so much, but not now. Christie came walking in with Sheila's favorite tea and self made cookies. She looked at her adopted daughter, who sat on the couch being sick and a pillow against her belly. She was glad Sheila had told her, she had her period and that this was the reason of being sick. Because when she came back from Africa and got sick the day after, Christie was afraid she might have been pregnant. How much she liked Mark, this couldn't be a more worse timing than ever. Sheila sat with her phone in her hand who kept on bleeping, since the moment she walked out of the plane. John should take care of business in Africa, but he didn't do such a good job with that. The doorbell rang. Ah, she's on time, Christie laughed and put the three cups of tea down to open the door. Gillian kissed Christie on her cheek and walked into the living room. Hi sweetie, how are doing? Sheila smiled at Gillian, she was glad she was here. Since Sheila arranged for Gillian to go to the charity ball in Africa without Shane knowing about it, they became good friends. They had lots of fun during their conversations on the phone and when Gillian heard she was coming back to Ireland, she and Christie had come to get her from the airport. Since then, Gillian visited her every day and without her knowing she also had contact with Shane who told her how Mark was doing. Both weren't doing very well..

Mark please, just two more shots and we can start with something new tomorrow, the director asked Mark. Nicky looked at Mark and already saw on the expression of his face, that he was not going to change his mind. I am sweating my head of here and there are no extra drinks or food to get everybody through the day and that's irresponsible. John should have taken care of that, Mark said irritated. John! Where the hell is John, the director yelled. Since Sheila was gone, things weren't going very well and everyone got irritated because of that. John came running into the tent, while Mark just walked out. Mark hated his guts since he found out that, because of John's phone call to Louis, Sheila was taken away from him. The worst thing was, they also had a bad connection here, so Mark could hardly reach her to ask how she was doing. He knew she was ill, because Shane told him, but he didn't know how bad it was. Kian had already called Louis a couple of times to ask him all kinds of questions about things that had to be arranged, according to the charity ball. Westlife would perform at the ball, but there wasn't anything ready yet. Of course, Sheila had arranged everything, but the coordination of the lights, music, makeup etcetera was always taken care of on location. Kian was sick of it! No matter what Louis's police was, he wished he left Sheila here and talked with the two of them, after they came back to Ireland and he even told Louis the same. Kian had a very good relationship with Louis and to be honest if this would have happened to Kian, Sheila probably wouldn't have send home. Louis liked Mark, but he definitely had his favorites. His favorites where Shane and Kian. No one knew why, but because of that the two of them were normally the ones who asked the more difficult questions. Kian grinned when he heard Louis was getting crazy because of all the phone calls and that after just two days.

Sheila's phone buzzed again and when she looked at it, her heart missed a beat, it was a text message of Mark. She hadn't spoken to him since she left Africa and she missed him like crazy. He wrote, heard you were sick, nothing serious I hope? Not really, Sheila texted back. I miss you. I miss your touch and your kisses on my skin. Mark looked at his phone and got a warm feeling through his body. Don't write things like that sweetie, you know how my body responds to that, he wrote back. Sheila smiled when she looked at her phone and wrote, How does your body respond sweetheart? Hard and passionately? Wish I could touch it now. But I will make it up to you, within two weeks. Mark looked at the screen of his phone, moaned and wrote back, OMG Sheila! What are you doing? I will stop now before I grab Nicky. Sheila laughed out loud and wrote, ask Nicky what he thought of my lips. I thought his were soft, but not as soft as yours. She only got a asking sign back and a fist. She send him laughing faces and said she had to go back to her company, otherwise she wouldn't be a good host. Again an asking sign. Sheila loved it when he was jealous or turned on. Gillian, was the only thing she text him back. Thumbs up and a heart, appeared on her screen. Sheila, waited, looked at her phone and shortly closed her eyes, when she texted, I miss you so bad, it hurts. I love you with all of my heart and I wish I was with you now. I would have caressed your soft chest, while I passionately kiss your lips. I long for you and I am glad when these two weeks are over. Still I hope we will make it in the future, because Louis took me away from you now, but when you're going on tour, I won't be there anymore either. I won't be seeing you than, for a much longer time. I hope we will survive this. Love you... Sheila watched at her text and pushed send. Gillian looked at her friend. She saw tears in her eyes. Gillian stood up to sit next to her and put her arm around her. Sheila crawled against her and said softly, what if he can't stand the temptation of all those beautiful woman around him? I was always there. I have seen how often they couldn't resist and I even understood. They are really beautiful some times. Her phone buzzed, Mark had send her a video instead of a text. She pushed on his face which appeared on her screen. He had recorded a piece of a song for her. Tears were falling down her face when she heard and saw him sing. With her fingertips she touched the screen, as if she could feel him through the cold glass. After the song was finished, he looked in the camera and said, hi sweetie. You know I can sing the words better than I speak, but the only thing I want to say to you is, to keep on believing in us. My love for you is so strong, we will survive. I love you with all of my heart, something I have never experienced before. You are my heart, my breath and my soul. So whatever they try to tell you or show you, don't believe them. Believe in me. I love you and can't wait until I can touch that gorgeous body of you again. And until than, don't text me such naughty messages okay. Nicky was already complaining about me hugging him all the time. Sheila was blushing and laughing about his message. He kissed his hand and threw the imaginary kiss towards her. I love you so much, we will survive. Bye sweetheart, see you in one week and five days. And black went Sheila's screen. Christie as well as Gillian didn't spoke a word at first. Gillian stared in front of her, when she finally said to Sheila, wow, This was a very impressive message. Saying things like this most mean, he really loves you, wouldn't it? Christie stared at her daughter and said softly, I am sorry if I had my doubts, but I was so scared he would step on your heart. But this I hadn't expected. He really opens up about how he feels. That's very sweet and I hope he will stay this way. Sheila frowned. What do you mean, if he stays this way? Loving you, even after a longer time apart and including the temptations which come with it. I hope he will keep on loving you, he would be crazy not to. Because he won't get any better than you sweetie. Christie stood up and kissed her on her cheek. She mumbled something about the kitchen and disappeared. Sheila had seen the tears in her mums eyes. Her real mum wouldn't have loved her more than Christie did. And that's why Sheila understood the way she reacted. She loved her so much and wished only sincere love for her daughter. Sheila quickly send Mark a screen full of hearts and concentrated on Gillian again.

Mark looked at his screen and smiled. She probably liked his message. He realized the conversation was over and put his phone on the table when someone knocked on the door of the cottage. After Sheila left, Mark wanted to stay in her cottage. This way he had the feeling she was near and he had told them not to clean the sheets yet. Her smell was still in her pillow, but he didn't wanted to tell Sheila this. He had also liked the cottage very much, because it gave him a more homely feeling than the on personal hotel rooms. To have some fun with the lads again, he had invited them over for a barbecue to set their mind of things. Although he missed Sheila very much, he was also professional enough to realize that they had to deliver a good product when it came to the video's and the gigs they were giving here. So a good feeling and some fun between the lads was very important for Mark too. When he opened the door, Nicky and Kian were standing in the doorway, but they weren't alone. They had brought a couple of the models, they had met before, to make it look more like a party. Mark didn't know if he had to be glad about all this, but he didn't wanted to be a nag, so he welcomed everyone. Where is Shane? He asked. Shane was on the phone with Louis about this afternoon and he will be a little bit later. After Mark had given them something to drink, the doorbell rang already and there was Shane. But Shane wasn't alone either. He looked a bit uncomfortable, when he looked at Mark. Next to him stood the blond model, Mark had sex with on the first day. Kian has invited me, she defended her presence. It's okay, Mark answered but he had a feeling this wasn't okay at all. She walked in and without him realizing what happened at first, she passionately kissed him on his mouth. We'll make a nice evening out of this, I promise, she said with a very sensual tone of voice and Mark didn't like the feeling this gave him. Shane slapped him softly on the back and smiled, well we can use a drink now, don't you think? Mark grinned just shortly, when he realized he had to be very careful with alcohol tonight. Because there was no around anymore, who took care of their "safety"........