Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Thirty Eight

  "Who you texting?" Gary leans over my lap and peeps at my phone. We're cuddles up on the sofa, Gary with a glass of red wine, me with a hot chocolate. I pull my phone to my chest.
"Will you stop?!" I laugh, but half joking at the same time. "What wrong with you today?"
Gary avoids my question. "Is it Mark?"
"No!"  Twist my phone around to show him its my Mother. "I wouldnt normally answer to you Gary, but you seem real uptight about the whole thing and its concerning me..."
"No i know. You never do." Gary smirks, once again avoiding the point. Id ask him about it again but ive had too much of an amazing day to start arguing again.
"You love me really." I smirk back instead
"I know. It turns me on when you dont do what i ask.
"Oh shut up Gary!" I laugh, slapping his rock-hard bicep playfully.
"Im not joking" He smiles.
"No. I know. That the issue."
"Ah, im sorry." Gary moves his arm around my shoulder, pulling my head against his chest. "Ive been a dick head today."
"You gonna tell me why?" I mutter, looking up at him. I feel him sigh underneath me.
"Hes done this before. With other girlfriends."
I pull away from him quickly. Woah! WHAT?!
"What do you mean, 'done this before?' Whats he done before?"
"This. The whole texting thing, then he starts flirting and then thats it, your gone. Away with him into the sunset."
"Dont be stupid Gary." I shake my head, placing a hand on his thigh. "Im going no-where."
"Yea thats what the last one said."
I cant help but roll my eyes and feel he is being totally immature and over protective. "Gary. Im having your baby. Having. Your. Baby. Do you realise how serious that is? Im not just going to get up and go you know?"
"So was the last one?"
What? "What?! Gary are you making this up?" I ask, shifting of the sofa so i can look him in the eye. He sighs again.
"No. Im not. I was in a relationship, like you already know, and we were trying for a baby, you know that too. And then every time she had a fucking miscarriage hed be there. Mark would be there for her. The shoulder to cry on. Hes always been a better listener than me, better at giving all the fucking advice. And then one day, after shes miscarried she just turned to me and said i never listened. Said i was never there for her, that i never comforted her. She said that it didnt even bother me. That i was too wrapped up in my own life to even care. She told me that Mark cared more about the miscarriages than i did. And then she left me. She left me for him."
I dont know what to say. What can i say? Im utterly speechless...until the penny drops that is.
"Nicole?..." I dont know if the words are even audible.
"Yea." Gary mutters. "It just, it scares me Baby." Gary streches out is arms and pulls me onto his lap again. "Because i dont want to loose you."
"Your not going to loose me." I whisper, planting a gentle kiss against his chest, above the neck of his t-shirt. "Im not going anywhere."

We sit in silence for a few minutes, just the sound of our breaths filling the room.
"Can we get away somewhere?" Gary asks after a while.
"What do you mean?"
"Like, go on a bit of a break, take some time off work and just go on a break somewhere, just me and you."
I lift my head and smile at him. Yea, that sounds nice, stress free... "Sure, where were you thinking?"
He just shrugs. "I dunno, the Bahamas or something?"
Woahh! You what?! Theres me expecting him to say the Lake District or something. Sorry, i must have temporarily forgotten i was dealing with Gary Barlow. He doesnt wait for me to answer.
"Oh come on Lib, lets do it. Lets get away from here for a week. Away from all the stress!" It does sound appealing. And plus, hed be walking around topless all week...yep. My minds made up.
"When can we go?" I grin.
"Friday?...You'll come? You're saying yes?"
"Friday?! This Friday?"
"Why not?" Gary raises an eye brow, that lopsided grin creeping back onto his face. "Besides," He spreads his hand out over my stomach. "We've got something to celebrate now havent we?"
I cant help but grin at him, running my fingers through his hair. The seriousness in his face fades away as he leans his head back into my hand, closing his eyes and moaning quietly. Did i just turn him on?
"Well then we need to pack, dont we?" I grin, once his eyes are open again.
"Oh Libby..." Hes eyes are dancing. "I cant think of one or two things we need to do before we pack..."

"Gary!" I scream as he he throws me down onto the bed. He just gives me an unapologetic shrug and leans forward to drag off my pyjama bottoms. "Someones keen!"
He just throws me a sarky look. "I dont like these." He tosses my pyjama bottoms to one side and reaches for my top. I do the same to him. "I much prefer you in that silk nighty...Or nothing at all come to think of it."
"Gary!" I laugh again, whipping his backside with his t-shirt. He snatchs it from me and narrows his eyes.
"Now, now. Dont be naughty."
"No Gary." I pull away from him so he knows im serious. "No fooling about tonight. No teasing. Im tired. I need sleep. But i want you. So will you please just hurry up and make love to me?"
He looks taken aback, very taken aback. "Make love to you?" He raises an eyebrow, placing his t-shirt on the end of the bed and dragging down his bottoms, just leaving his boxers. I nod slowly, unclasping my bra.
"Yes please."
"Then you dont need to ask me twice." Slowly, Gary crawls up the bed to me, placing his arms either side of my hips, his lips meet mine and he kisses me gently, tendery. Like he loves me.
I kiss him back, the same way. My fingers sliding down his torso to his waist band. Standing up suddenly, Gary skillfully whips off his boxers, springing free and sliding my bra off at the same time. I help speed things along my dragging off my pants and before i know it his lips are on mine once again.
"Mmmh, i love you." I whisper as he eases himself into me, my fingers twising in his hair again.
"Not as much as i love you." He murmurs, his lips making their way down to my neck as he begins to move slowly, at a steady rhythm. My fingers tighten in his hair as i grind my hips up to meet his. I force my eyes to remain open and lock them with Gary's, Gary beautiful, hypnotic grren gaze.
"Babe." He hisses, lowering his head onto my shoulder, he contnues to move inside of me, driving me more and more insane each time. I run my hands down into his smooth back, pulling him closer to me. Gary picks up speed, gripping my hips tightly.
"B-babe. Im gonna cum." He grits his teeth agasinst my ear. Oh i know how you feel!"Thats okay." I choke back in response. Finally, Gary thrusts himself into me suddenly, filling me, taking me by utter suprise as i hit my orgasm, convulsing around him. He continues to thrust as he spills his warmth inside of me.
"Oh Gary!" I scream loudly, breaking the romantic silence as he pulls out of me, releasing himself on my stomach.