Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Twenty Six

"Someone's up early." Gary smiles as he pads into the kitchen, he plants a gentle kiss on the top of my head as he flicks on the kettle.
"Mornin." I smile back, I stop tapping my palms against the Worktop. I don't want him to see nervous about anything. I decide to distract myself. Gary. Yes Gary, he looks hot. Very hot in fact. Hes standing in front of me topless, wearing a pair of pale blue pinstripe pyjama bottoms, bare feet.
"Why do you always look your best when you've just got out of bed?"
"Oi! What are you trying to say?!" Gary smirks, pouring two cups of tea.
"Oh nothing darling." I tease, "Nothing at all."
Gary sets the cup of tea down in front of me grinning. "Are you okay?" Suddenly he's not joking anymore, his brow is furrowed in concern again. "You don't look well..."
Shit. "I'm fine Gary." I try and give him my most reassuring smile. "Just didn't get enough sleep, that's all."
Gary nods, sitting down besides me. I think he bought that. "You'll be okay for tonight though ye?" he asks worriedly. Oh yes! The dinner party thing...I get to wear that beautiful dress!
"I Wouldn't miss it for the world." I lean across and plant a small kiss in the corner of Gary's mouth. "What time are going?"
Gary twists his mouth a little and looks at the clock. "I really should go, like now...is that okay?"
"As long as your putting some more clothes on that's absolutely fine by me." I grin. My fingers tracing their way over his beat chest.
"Just for you" Gary mouths and slips away to get changed.

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I blast music through my headphones as I walk through town. I need something to concentrate on. Something to take my mind of what I may actually be about to find out. I can practically hear my heart beat. This is serious. This is serious fucking shit.
I think about popping into TopShop, but there really would be no point, so i head straight to Boots and pray i wont see anyone i know.
I stroll in and just stand there for a while, staring. Just staring, not taking anything in. I dont have a clue what im doing. Settling for the most expensive test, i pay and get out of there as quickly as i can.

The fresh hair hits me when i get back out side. I could be pregnant. I could be pregnant with Gary Barlows child. Gary Barlows child. This is huge, this is just- this is. Libby. Get a grip.
I shake the thought from my head and make my way back to Garys, keeping my fingers crossed that he hasnt come back early. I shove the test into my handbag as i step through the door. "Gary?" I shout. "Gaz, Babe?" I call again as i head upstairs. Nope, hes definitely still out. Thank god. I perch on the end of the bed and rip open the test, scanning the instructions quickly. Okay. Can i do this? Libby, you've got no fucking choice. Now get it over and done with. I take a deep breath before padding into the bathroom to take the test.

Fifteen minuets. I have to wait fifteen minuets! Im going insane. Actually insane. I feel sick again, i sit down on the edge of the bath, but i cant stay here. I need somewhere comfy, i trapes back into the bedroom, leaving the test in the bathroom, and curl up on the bed. I check my phone.
1:17pm
Okay. Lying there, it was the perfect excuse for my mind to wounder. Ive always wanted kids. I know that much, i just figured id be married to some normal guy from work, we'd have bought a house and we'd plan the whole thing. Perfectly, without a flaw and it would all just work out. Reality however is so much different. I love Gary, i really do. So much. But he doesnt want kids-does he? Hes never mentioned them. See! We bearly even know each other, we've never spoken about kids or marriage or previous relationships. None of that kind of stuff. What if its positive? What am i going to do? How would i tell him?! Would i even have to tell him?... Abortion? No, i couldnt. Im not that strong. I couldnt do that. Shut up Libby! Your probably not even pregnant. Stop working yourself up. I check my phone again.
1:31pm
Okay...One minuet. Sixty seconds. I feel my heart beat quicken again as i climb to my feet. My legs are shaking, im so nervous. I should be though right? My life could be about to change forever. I tiptoe into the bathroom asif trying to avoid someone. My heat beat thuds against my chest, pounding in my ears as i pick up the test. I cant do this. God, i cant do this. I cant look. My palm twitches, begging me to look. Slowly i force my eyes down.
Its positive. Im pregnant. Im having a baby.

Tears burn the back of my eyes. Fuck. I cant move, im frozen, just stood there. Staring in disbelief. No way, theres no way. Fuck. Oh Fuck. Fuck.
The slam of the front door makes me jump so much i grab hold of the sink for support.
"Lib? Im back Babe."
Oh its Gary. Its Gary?! Fuck its Gary! I run back into the bedroom and shove the positive test into my handbag where he wont find it.
"Heya Babe." I smile as i greet him, trying to act as normal as possible.
"Hiya, your alright?" I grins, planting a kiss onto my lips. I dont want him to pull away. I fling my arms around his neck, gripping him tightly and bury my face in his neck.
"Eh." Gary whispers, resting his chin on my shoulders, his hands running up and down my back on a soothing motion. "Whats up?"
I pull away and shake my head slightly, smiling. "I love you, Gary." I whisper.
"Eh." He frowns. "I love you too. You know that dont you?" He tips my chin up so im looking directly into those beautiful green eyes. "I love you so much Lib, So so much. You got that?" I nod at him, reaching out my arms and straightening his T-shirt slightly.
"Good." He grins, "Right, im going to go for a shower. Theres a car picking us up at half five, we'll need to be ready to go by then."

Oh shit yea, the dinner party! Can i go, can i face it now? Will i be able to drink? Oh my God this is a mess. Ill have to say im ill. No i cant do that hes bought me that dress! Ill go. Okay ill go, and enjoy the night then i can think about what im going to do about the whole thing tomorrow when its had sometime to sink in. Okay, yea, thats what ill do. Ill be fine. It'll be fine.
Im about to sit down and make my self comfy for a but when i hear Gary calling from upstairs.
"You what?" I shout back, i really cant be arsed to move.
"Come here a minute can you Lib?" He calls.
"Alright, coming." I pad back up the stairs. "What is it? Dont know know which bow tie to we-" I stop dead as a reach the door way to the bed room.
"Whats this Lib?" Gary asks, his voice quiet, in a tone that i cant quite read. My mouth opens, but no words come out. Hes holding the box to the pregnancy test. I must have left it in the bathroom!
"What. Is this?" Gary asks again, this time i recognise his tone slightly better, his getting impatient.
"Nothing Gary." I mutter, taking a few steps closer to him, in an attempt to take the box out of his hand. He just snatches it away, holding it above his head, out of my reach. I take a step back in retreat. My heat beating faster than it has all day.
"Is this a pregnancy test Libby?" Gary asks, the same tone as before. I find myself speechless again. My mouth is dry, i cant speak.
"Libby!" Gary snaps. He makes me jump. Hes staring at me, right at me. Looking deep into my eyes, locking my gaze so i cant move away.
"Im pregnant Gary." My voice is so quiet. Im not even sure i said it.