Once You've Tasted Love

Chapter 51

*6 weeks later*

"Mum. Stop crying. Please. Otherwise I'll cry too and then we’ll have to do my make-up again and then we’ll be late and I really don’t want that." I rolled my eyes with a smile and looked into the mirror.

It was the day of our wedding and I was currently standing in my old bedroom at my parents house. Gary and I wanted to get married up here in the north, because we were both, despite living in London, still northerners.

I brushed my hands over my dress and was relieved it still fitted, nobody knew about my pregnancy yet though. It was such a beautiful dress. Plain, but not too plain, a full skirt but it didn’t swallow me. My hair was pinned up and I had a long veil too. I really liked what I saw, I felt pretty, like a princess.

"I’m sorry love, you are just so beautiful. And grown up. I'm so happy for you. She is beautiful, isn't she girls?" 

Anna, Louise and Kennedy, who were with us, all nodded encouragingly and smiled honestly.

Suddenly the door opened and my dad came in "You ready? The car's here."

I took a deep breath and nodded "Yes. As ready as I'll ever be."

My mum and the girls went downstairs and dad handed me my flower bouquet, before offering me his arm and guiding me downstairs.

A few minutes later dad and I were sitting in a beautiful Bentley, and the nearer we got to the church, the more nervous I got.

My dad took hold of my hand and softly squeezed it "Clara, you have to know, I'm really pleased with Gary. I think he's good for you and I wish you only the best." 

I smiled "Thanks dad, that means a lot."

We arrived at the church and obviously on the other side of the street there was press. It didn't bother me that much, I think I might have even given them a smile and a wave, but I was so nervous, I can’t remember much.

I grabbed my fathers arm and took the few steps towards the heavy wooden doors of the church. The door opened, we stepped inside and I looked immediately towards Gary. He stood with his back to me, but even from behind he looked so handsome in his black suit. Next to him stood his brother, Ian, who was his best man. 

As I walked down the aisle there was my family on one side and Gary’s on the other, everyone was smiling at me. Of course the boys were here too, and some other friends of us too. I was so nervous, but I had a grin on my face nonetheless, I mean, I was just about to marry the love of my life.

I got nearer to the altar and then Gary slowly turned around. The look on his face as he saw me made me melt. He had the exact same grin on his face like when I gave him the picture of our baby, a grin that was pure happiness and joy. He looked so handsome and hot and to be honest, I couldn't wait to get him alone later. His hair was styled to the side and his stubble was trimmed to the exact length that he knew I liked it most.

My dad took my hand and gave it to Gary, whispering something into his ear I couldn't make out. Dad went away and Gary held my hand, gave it a gentle squeeze and lent over, whispering "You look so amazing and beautiful, wow..." 

I blushed "Thank you, you look very handsome yourself." 

The priest came towards us and nodded at us and we both nodded back. "Today we are here to witness the wedding of Clara Wellington and Gary Barlow. If there are any people in here that have a reason that these two shouldn't get married, raise your hand now." 

Silence. Thank fuck. 

"Good. Then we can continue."

We said our vows and changed our rings. I was crying through out most of the ceremony, but at the same time I was grinning like mad too. 

"You may kiss the bride." 

Gary grinned at me, put his arms around my waist, pulled me towards him and pressed his lips softly, tenderly, romantic, passionately and full of emotion onto mine. As he pulled away he smiled at me and whispered "I love you. Both of you."

I smiled back "I love you too. We love you too."
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We got to the reception and as we got out of the car Gary leaned in and whispered "Ready to party, Mrs. B?" 

"I am, Mr. B. Sounds nice...Mrs. Barlow..." I blushed. 

"I know. Fits you, that does." Gary smirked at me.

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After dinner I was chatting to some friends, when Gary came towards me and pulled me away.

"Gary, where are you going? It's way too early for bedtime!" 

"We're not going to bed, as much as I would love to, but I have a surprise for you, and I can't really do it when I'm drunk so I'll have to do it now."

He walked me to another room where a grand piano was. He sat down on the stool and gestured for me to sit down beside him. I sat down and looked at Gary expectantly. He smiled at me and started to play, and sing. Once again it was 'Forever love', just like at our engagement. I was swaying softly to the music and listened intently. It was such a beautiful moment.

I looked at Gary as he finished "...guess what I need from her, is forever love." 

I had to wipe away a tear and sniffed "I love you Gary. This was so beautiful. Thank you. You gave me all this and make me so happy, every day."

He smiled and cupped my face with his right hand, brushing his thumb over my cheek "You make me happy too, more than you could ever know. I love you." 

We kissed each other again. I sighed "I think we should head back Gary." 

He sighed too "Yeah, you're right. But there is something I wanted to talk to you about first." 

I frowned "What?"

He nodded towards my stomach "I think we should tell them." 

I nodded, he was right. "Good idea. Then everybody knows it and we don't have to tell them each." 

"You want to say it?" 

I bit my lip and nodded eagerly “Yes, please.”

We got back into the main room. Gary cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention, which wasn't necessary, because as soon as he stepped into the room everyone turned to him instantly. -Bloody popstars.- 

"My dear family and friends! Thank you for coming and celebrating this day, which I can say is certainly the best day of my life, with me and my lovely wife. But, there is one surprise for you lot. Clara?" 

He smiled down at me and I smiled back before turning towards everyone "I'm pregnant!" 

Instantly the room erupted in cheers, the girls ran towards me and hugged me and out of the corner of my eye I could see my mum crying.

I went towards my parents and hugged my mum "Mum, I hope those are happy tears?" 

"Yes..." she choked and then my dad gave me a hug too "My little girl...Gary lad come here." 

He let me go and pulled Gary into a hug.
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A few hours later the party started to fade and Gary was drunk. And to be honest, the only reason I was sober was that little human in me, if I hadn’t been pregnant, I would have been in the exact same state.

Gary came towards me, grabbed my hand and slurred to everyone "Good night, my fellow friends! See you in the morning!" 

I blushed, because nearly everyone who was still there wiggled their eyebrows and wolf-whistled.
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Gary opened the door to our honeymoon-suite and looked at me, sincerely "I'm sorry. I would carry you in there, but I don't trust myself in this state to carry you when you're pregnant." 

I giggled "It's okay Gary. You better use your energy when that door here is closed." 

"Oh I will my lovely, amazing, beautiful wife." Gary took my hand and pulled me inside, closing the door behind us.