Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Twenty Eight

  The car pulls up outside this huge, and i mean huge house. Its like a stately home. Actually, it probably is a stately home. All i can see are flashes of light, there are so many cameras here, so many people from the press and stuff. Holy fuck man
"Can you walk in those?" Gary nods towards my feet as the car stops completely.
"Yea." I smile.
"Just as well." He grins. "We've just got to get into the house okay? We wont be hounded after that."
I nod as someone opens Garys car door. He climbs out, dragging me with him. As soon as im on my feet there is this buzz of lights, and microphones and...ARGH! Everything! Being shoved in my face. Somebody is trying to push them all back, i presume its Garys body guard but i really dont have a clue.
Gary wraps his arm tightly around my waist and leads me up into the entrance of this huge manor where we are greeted with champagne. I glace across at Gary before i pick up a glass, but he just nods subtly, so i carry on.
"Stay close to me." Gary smiles as we make our way through the crowds of people. "It'll get quite busy."

Busy?! You dont say. Within seconds swarms of people are throwing themselves -and i mean throwing themselves- at Gary, introducing themselves, complementing him, or just having a general 'long time, no see' conversation. He never lets go of my waist though, my skin tingles slightly where his thumb makes contact with my naked back. Gary introduces me to a few people. I presume these are the important ones, like friends and stuff that im probably going to meet again. We battle our way through to the main hall where there is a band at one end and a huge staircase at the other. Another waiter comes over, offering yet another glass of champagne. I havent eaten yet, this is going to go straight to my head.
We stand there, socialising a little more, when we get a spare moment Gary turns to me and rolls his eyes.
"What?" I chuckle.
"This." He shakes his head slightly. "So bloody boring."
"Why did we come then?" I smile. "Surly you didnt have to?"
Gary just shrugs and smiles. "I wanted to buy you that dress."
I shake my head. "You're an idiot Barlow." I laugh.
"Yea, but a sexy idiot."
"You've had to much champagne!" I laugh, Garys eyes sparkle brightly as he grins at me.

"Aright Gaz?" A familiar voice sounds from behind Gary.
"Mark! Heya mate." Gary spins around to greet Mark Owen. Woah! Hang on.WHAT? Mark Owen? The. Mark Owen?! Yes. Yes it is. Its little Mark Owen. Damn hes cute.
"I see you brought someone?" Mark grins at me, i grin back. I cant help it.
"Yea, this is Libby, Libby, this is Mark." Gary hold me tighter.
"Hiya Libby." Mark smiles. "This is Nicole."
He too is linked arms with a woman, shes about the same age as me with light brown hair, curled- or crimped maybe? And sparkling blue eyes. She suits Mark, they look great together. Shes smiling at me, i smile back. She seems nice.
"Bored?" Mark chuckles.
"Oh mate." Gary shakes his head. "You've got no fucking idea. I didnt think it would be this dull!"
"I know." Mark sighs, "I suppose we better go and get this sorted then hadnt we?"
"I guess" Gary rolls his eyes again. Hes so fucking sexy when he does that. Or is that just the champagne talking? "Will you be okay here for a minuet?" Gary asks, loosing my waist slightly. A warm sensation runs through my blood as his fingers graze my back. Shit. My breath hitches slightly when i realise i want him. Oh fuck i want him.
"Yea." I smile towards Nicole. "We'll be fine."
Mark pulls away from Nicole and begins walking her off, after kissing her, rather err...yeah, you get the idea. Gary leans in and kisses me gently on the cheek.
"Meet me upstairs in ten minuets." He whispers against my ear. Woah. What?! But before i have time to protest hes gone, walking off with Mark. And i dont want to make a scene in front of Nicole do i?
"Its Libby right?"
"Yea." I half smile, half choke as i catch Gary winking at me as he walks away. "Nicole ye?"
"Nice to meet you. You been with Gary long?"
"A couple of months now." I smile, i can feel my palms getting sweaty. I pull my phone out of my bag. "What about you? With Mark."
7:14
"Yea, we've been together about five months. On and off."
"Ohh.." I can help sounding curious.
"Yea, it took some getting used to. You know the whole living like Mark Owen does. But its worth it, its really is, hes great. Al the ads are great in fact. You'd be a fool to leave 'em really."
We both giggle, taking another glass of champagne from a passing tray. You should really stop. My heart is racing. Why is my heart racing? I cant stop thinking about what Gary had whispered to me. I chat more with Nicole for a few more minuets before Mark bounces back over.
"Hiya." He grins, pecking Nicole on the cheek. "Gary not here?" He furrows his brow. Shit! Gary! I was suppose to meet him.