Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Fifty One

  "Im sorry." I mutter, pathetically quietly as i curl up next to Gary on the sofa. My knees resting against the outside of his thigh is the only contact bewteen us. Gary doesnt answer me, instead he just stares straight ahead at the muted TV. "Gary im sorry, i was wrong earlier." I mutter again, lightly tracing the seam on the shoulder of his blue polo shirt with my middle finger. He just shrugs me off and ignores me again. I dont like it. "Gary please talk to me." My voice quivers as the tears begin to build in the back of my eyes.
"S'cuse me." He bearly mutters, lifting himself up off the setee and walking out of the room. Great. Ive really upset him, he doesnt even want to speak to me anymore.
Now i know he cant see me i let the tears fall, freely down my cheeks. I drop my head down onto the arm of the setee, sniffling quietly to myself.

When i open my eyes its pitch black outside, im still on the settee, but someone has covered me over with a blanket. Gary. As  my eyes ajust i see him sitting at the other end of the setee, typing away at his blackberry.
"I didnt want to move you." He mumbles not moving to look at me.
"Its, okay. Thank you." I smile, sitting up, but he doesnt smile back, he just continues to hit the keys, staring at the blackberry screen. Hes still upset. Great. "Gary please." I whisper. "I was wrong, and stubborn and im sorry. What more do you want me to say? The truth is, i dont know what i would have done if you wernt there..." I wait for him to say something, but he doesnt. After a while, he opens his mouth.
"You know when you left the other week. I spent five days crying into my pillow." He taps his phone against the arm of the setee before letting it drop into his lap. He still hasnt looked at me, he just stares straight ahead, speaking without any emotion. "Five days Libby. I cant remember the last time i cried."
I sigh, partly in relief, partly in dispare. I had no idea. "Gary..."
"But then you came back." He cuts me short. "And i dont want to loose you again.I cant loose you again." Theres a pause before he carries on. "And all i want to do is protect you and then you just throw it back in my face like that?!" He turns his head to face me as he raises his voice. Shit. I knew he couldnt stay calm for long...

"D'you know what? I dont get you Lib!" He stands up suddenly and storms his way through to the kitchen.
"Gary stop." I try and snatch his hand, but hes too fast so i end up pushing him against the fridge. "Please, listen to me." My voice is quiet, calm.
"The man raped you Libby." He hisses, staring me dead in the eye.
"No he didnt." I hiss back. That was probably the wrong thing to do, but it was a desperate attempt to defend myself.
"He would have done if i hadnt walked in." He snarls back, hes right and to make things worse he knows his right. Just back down Libby.
"Yea so he didnt..." Oh you dick head.
Garys eyes fill with anger as he narrows them at me, giving me that 'Are you fucking serious?!' look. "See?!" Gary practically shouts. "This is what im talking about! You are still, stood here defending him! I dont fucking understand you." With that, he pulls away from me viciously and starts rummaging aroud in the kitchen.
"Gary im sorry!" I sout back, surprisingly loudly for me. "What more do you want me to say?!"
"I dont want you to say your sorry!" Gary shouts. "I want you to stop fucking defending the bastard!" He downs a glass of what i think is brandy before he starts walking quickly towards me. Shit. Keep your mouth shut Libby.

"Why? Are you jealous?" I bite my lip as he stands over me, his body centimetres away from mine.
"Stop trying to turn me on." He hisses, using his thumb to pull my lip from under my teeth. His touch leaves my skin tingling. Im so turned on. Nice one Lib. You top class dickhead.
"Why?" I cant help but grin as my fingers play with the top button on Garys polo shirt. "Is it working?"
He closes hes eyes briefly, taking yet another step towards me. "Yes." He breathes, grabbing my hips tightly, his fingers digging into me. I open my mouth, raising my eyebrows.
"Isnt it my turn?" I smirk, trying not to full on grin at him.
"What?"
Before he can stop my ive twisted around so now he has his back to the fridge.
"Im not following." He says deadpan but i can see the glint in his eye. Quickly i unfasten the thin belt from around my waist and thread it behind his back. "Oh." He tries to sound surprised as i thread it round his wrists and then through the handles of the fridge, before knotting it tightly so he cant move.
"See." I grin as i pull away to look at him. "Now you're mine."
"Whore." Gary mouths and i think my jaw drops to the floor. I manage to regain composure, gently running my fingers down Garys torso. He lets out a small groan. I reach the bottom and slide my hands under his T-shirt and then back up his chest, pulling the T-shirt with me. Shit. Ive fucked up here...
"Not so clever now are you?" Gary smirks. He knows ive fucked up too. I cant get his t-shirt off.
"No biggie." I bite by lip as i pull away to rummage around in the kitchen draws.
"You wouldnt fucking dare." Gary smirks when i return with a pair of siccors.
"I would. You can hardly stop me..."
Gary pulls against the belt and im thankful its leather. Hes totally stuck
"Bitch." He hisses, as i pull the T-shirt towards me beginning to cut up the middle, making sure i graze Garys bare skin with the tip of the siccors. He lets out a low throaty groan and i feel the fabric of his trousers become taught against my stomach.

I cut the fabric right up to his collar and put the scissors down on the work top, so i can rip the t-shirt the rest of the way.
"I liked that T-shirt." Gary mutters dryly as i pull it apart, revealing his tight torso.
"I think you can probably afford another one." I smirk, reaching for the scissors and beginning to cut the arms. The blade is closer to his arm this time and he tenses.
"Dont worry." I smirk, ripping the fabric on one side before moving to the other arm. "I wont hurt you."
Soon enough his T-shirt has fallen away and Gary Barlow is stood in front of me tied up and naked from the waist up with a hard on. Yea, i think i could have some fun with this...