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Date Posted: 20:31:09 09/09/02 Mon
Author: MARGARETTE TIU MCGARRY BYRNE
Subject: ALL I WANTED- LOVE STORY OF MARGARETTE

ALL I WANTEDPART ONE
Margarette slid the envelope into the mailbox and walked away quickly, hoping he hadn’t seen her. Her sun-streaked black hair was tied up and stuffed under a baseball cap, which also hid her face. She wore a white t-shirt, her yucky brown cargo pants no one had ever seen her in, with the exception of her family, and an old pair of shoes, not her trademark blue sneakers. Chances were that even if he did see her he wouldn’t recognise her at all. Good, she thought. Margarette would die if he ever saw her dressed like this. She would die if anyone saw her dressed like this. Thankfully, the street was empty and she ran home to change.

PART TWO
That night, feeling much better about herself as she was dressed in jeans and her blue sneakers, Margarette returned to Nicky ’s house. She was hoping like hell he had found her love letter, or else she was about to make a complete idiot of herself. She had probably done that anyway, but. Oh well, she sighed. Just gotta make the best of what I’ve started.

Margarette was a good friend of Nicky ’s. They had met backstage at a Westlife concert when she had gotten lost (accidentally on purpose), hit it off and exchanged phone numbers and stayed in close contact. Originally a Bryan fan, she gradually fell for him. That was at the start of the year when Margarette had just begun her exchange. Now she was heading back to Philippines in a couple of months and wanted Nicky to know what she felt for him before she left.

As she approached his house, she could see light shining around the edges of the curtains. Well at least he’s home, she thought. That’s something. She knocked on the door and waited. “Come in!” a voice yelled down the hall. Margarette opened the door and looked around. Judging by the laughter coming from down the hall the rest of Westlife was here as well. She sighed again as she closed the door behind her and walked down the hallway. “Please don’t let him mention anything about the letter in front of the others,” she muttered.

As she reached the open door to the lounge she caught a snatch of what they were saying. “I love you with all my heart!” came Shane ’s voice, followed by a burst of laughter. “You are my everything, Nicky ! I never want to let you go!”

Margarette froze as she recognised the words of her letter to Nicky , carefully chosen to avoid the worst embarrassment. She looked inside the room and saw Shane kneeling in front of Nicky , batting his eyelashes and making sickly love faces at him. Kian , Mark and Kian were laughing so hard they were in danger of suffocating themselves. Lastly she looked at Nicky . He was bright red, but still laughing along with the others. She couldn’t believe it. She had basically poured her heart out to him and he showed it to the others so they could all have a good laugh. Margarette had never felt so hurt and betrayed. It was as if Nicky had ripped her heart out and stepped on it, rubbing it into the dirt, then walked away without another thought.

Nicky finally noticed her in the doorway and waved for her to join them, a smile on his face. That was the last straw. Tears sprang to her eyes and she ran out of the house.

PART THREE
Nicky and the other lads watched Margarette ’s sudden exit, confused. “What did we do?” asked , voicing his thoughts out loud. Mark shrugged at him, a worried look on his face, before picking up the envelope that the anonymous love letter had come in. A scrap of paper fell out into his lap. He guessed it had been ripped off the letter and picked it up to read it. Suddenly he bit his lip and handed it to Nicky . Puzzled by Mark ’s expression, Nicky read the paper as well.

Tell me you feel the same? Margarette

He paled and dropped the paper on the floor, before running out after Margarette .

PART FOUR
Margarette ran through the park across the road from Nicky ’s place, tears streaming down her face. How could he do that? How could he? Those words went around and around in her head. She stumbled through the dark, trying to get as far away from Nicky as possible.

“ Margarette !”

The shout came from behind her and her steps faltered as she recognised the voice. She regained her footing and kept running, determined to lose him.

“ Margarette ! Wait!”

This time he was closer. She was about to speed up when he tackled her from the side, slamming them both into the ground. Their momentum caused them to roll over several times before they stopped, Nicky lying on top of her. Margarette fought to get him off her, but he was stronger and she remained on the ground. “Will you just listen to me?!” Nicky asked, trying to stop her struggling without hurting her.

“Why should I?” she retorted savagely. “I already know what you think about me!”

Nicky looked down at her, seeing her tear-stained cheeks and the hurt in her eyes. Carefully he leant forward and kissed her softly.

Margarette lay there in shock as Nicky kissed her, her mind whirling in confusion. Part of her was happy. Overjoyed, in fact. Her stomach felt like it was doing back flips. Another part of her was angry that he would go and do this after hurting her so much. That part wanted to slap him, but with her arms pinned there wasn’t much she could do. And part of her just felt like crying for no good reason.

Slowly, Nicky pulled away. “I love you, Margarette Tiu , and I always will.”

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