Sheila had made herself comfortable on the couch with a good glass of wine after she had put on the television. Today would be Westlife's first live television broadcast after pronouncing the new album "Lighthouse" and of course Sheila didn't wanted to miss it for the world. She loved the lines "ladies and gentlemen the 45 million record selling Irish boyband, the fabulous and one and only Westlife!!!" She always got goosebumps of that, even after almost nine years of working for them. Especially now Mark and her were lovers, everything felt different. She always watched what he did, how he responded and how he fidgeted on his clothes when he didn't felt quite comfortable. But now she watched everything he did, especially the way he looked into the camera. Would he give her a sign that he thought about her? Oh don't be stupid, she said into the space only meant to be heard by herself and grinned. The interviewer praised the lads for their great new album and asked them a few random questions, when she suddenly heard him ask, Mark what is true about the rumors that you are having a baby within a few months? Sheila felt the blood disappear out of her face and so did Mark. They had warned Jacky not to tell anyone before the tour, or otherwise she wouldn't be getting anything at all. Mark's career would supply for her finances in the future, so it would be very stupid if she would risk that. But how did they know?
When Mark started to stutter a bit, the reporter made it worse by showing a picture of Mark, Jacky and his mother at the hospital on that particular day that Sheila heard she couldn't get kids of her own. We also heard, that because your girlfriend can't get any children of their own, you will adopt this child and raise it together with her. Again he showed a picture of Mark, who hold Sheila in his arms crying after he carried her out of the toilets and out of the hospital towards his car to take her home. Sheila felt her stomach turn around in her body and tears fell down her face. You fucking asshole, she whispered to the television. Why do they always want to destroy us? Sheila asked the television. She looked at the screen and saw the emotional look in Mark's eyes. He knew exactly what Sheila was thinking and feeling right now and he wasn't able to protect her anymore against what would be coming next. Shane was the first one to respond, because he got so irritated by these questions. These were private matters! He wanted them to leave Mark and Sheila alone! Still Shane knew the rules of the game. He preferred to get angry, but then they would have them, exactly where they wanted them. So he smiled into the camera and said friendly, we will give you the answers to these questions, as soon as we know them ourselves okay? We are very glad that Mark and Sheila found their love for each other, during the recordings in Africa and they have been unseparated ever since. Shane slabbed Mark on the back when he said, and he never sung a love song as well as he does now, so he makes us very happy as well. The audience laughed and the reporter noticed, they weren't going to say anything about it tonight. He left the subject to rest for now, but they all knew the hunt and the hell would start right here. The complete press would want to know, what's true about these rumors and they would hunt everybody down, who could possibly know anything about it. They would even interview the cleaners at the hospital, if they thought it could be relevant to find out the truth. Sheila pushed the button on the remote control to put out the telli, when her phone started to rang. Louis, it said on the little screen of her mobile phone and she picked it up. He didn't even introduce himself, he started yelling into the phone as soon as she pushed the button. He was furious that the press knew about it before he did. Why didn't I know, you can't have any children of your own and why didn't I know you were back together again? Sheila heard all the questions he asked her of which he didn't had the answer too. I want you in the office now! He yelled and hung up without waiting for an answer. Sheila had to be strong now. If she would start to cry, Louis would know for sure, she would not be able to handle the whole situation anymore and he would fire her without a doubt. She took the car keys of the cupboard, put on her coat and walked out of the door, ignoring all the text messages she got from Mark, Christie and a lot of others who wanted to know how she was doing. How the hell would they think she was doing?!
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My Lighthouse
FanfictionShe was always there when they needed anything. Going on the road a lot, they had to trust on her skills and devotion to take care of the Westlife lads. Even if one of the boys had a date, Sheila arranged the restaurant, a romantic boat trip, hotel...