Like Im Gonna Lose You( A Gareth Bale Fanfiction) [Completed]

Chapter 87

We arrived outside his parents house. I was anxious. Of course I have never done such thing in my life before.
- Ready ?
Gareth said taking my hand.
- Sure.
I said although I wasn't sure.
We walked inside and I saw a guard in the front door.
- Hello Elliot.
Gareth said.
- Hello mr. Bale. Your parents don't know you're here. Do you want me to.....
- It's a surprise. Thanks Elliot.
He said and Elliot stared at me.
- She's my girlfriend.
Gareth informed him and I think he did that less because Elliot cared and more because he wanted him to back off.
Elliot was a handsome man. He was blonde with green eyes.
- Why do you have a guard ?
I asked Gareth.
- A lot of people have tried to attack to my parents house you know they are harmless, just fans but my parents are also human and need their privacy. Besides my grandma stays here with them.
- Your grandma ?
I asked being surprised.
- Yes.
Gareth opened the door and we walked inside. It seemed like nobody lived there.
- Come.
He said taking my hand. We walked inside the living room.
- Honey, I've heard the door, do we expect.....Gareth ?
His mother asked when he saw him.
- Hello mom.
Gareth said hugging her.
- Omg I didn't expect you. How are you ?
He asked while tears were running down her face. My mom would never be like that.
- I'm so glad you came. You did fantastic both at Champions League and Euro. We have seen all the matches.
She said and then she noticed me.
- Jane is my girlfriend.
Gareth explained.
- Really ? Hello sweetheart it's so nice to meet you. Are you tired ? Do you want something to eat ? You're so beautiful. Gareth how long are you dating and you kept that a secret ?
His mother asked and I think she forgot to breath.
- It's not a long time.
- But again you should have told me. You know Jane, Gareth is really picky with his girlfriends.
She said and I looked at Gareth who looked away immediately.
- I have already understood this mrs. Bale.
- Please call me Debbie.
I smiled. She was so nice. Why couldn't my parents be like that ?
- Who is it Debbie ?
Gareth's father asked coming from nowhere.
- Gareth! You came!
He said hugging him.
- Nice to meet you.....
- Jane.
I said smiling.
- Nice to meet you Jane. You never said that you had a girlfriend.
Gareth's father said.
- It didn't come up.....
Gareth explained.
- I'm Frank.
He said to me.
- Nice to meet you.
I replied.
- Oh honey come with me. You must be starving. We can cook together.
Debbie said.
- You don't want that Jane is a terrible cooker.
Gareth said.
- Really ?
Debbie asked looking at me.
- Well....
- So am I.
She said and she laughed.
- Indeed both of you are awful cookers.
Gareth said and I smiled.
Cooking is not really my thing....
- It doesn't matter. We'll make something fast.
Debbie said and taking my hand leaded me to the kitchen.
- She's a lot more beautiful than Adele....
Frank said and it was obvious she was referring to me.

- Yes, Gareth's dream was always to play for Real Madrid club.
Debbie said to me while we were drinking our tea.
- Weren't we supposed to cook ?
I asked her.
- Well, Gareth is right. I am an awful cooker. You don't want to know believe me.
She said while sipping her tea.
- Me too. I always do something wrong. And my mother blames me all the time.... she is a really good cooker and she makes perfect sweets.
- Don't be ashamed. I remember my mother yelling at me when I was learning how to cook. I just can't take cooking seriously.
She said and I had already liked her.
- Your mother is the one living here ?
I asked wanting to be informed.
- Yes. Gareth told you ?
She asked.
- Yes.
- He loves his grandma. He always did.
- He's such a sweet guy.
I admitted.
- He is. How did you too meet ?
- I knew him since you moved to Spain. When he was eleven.
Gareth had moved to Spain in this age. Then his parents left Spain and came back to Wales six years after their movement. Gareth was always spending his holidays in England. And there's where he met Adele.
- That's so romantic.
Debbie said and I understood who Gareth took after.
- Yes it is.
I replied.
- Do you still study ?
She asked me.
- Yes.
I responded sipping my tea.
- What exactly ?
She asked interested.
- Art.
- You draw ?
- Yes.
- Come with me.
She said taking my hand.
We went upstairs. She unlocked a room that was full of drawings.
- They are beautiful. Who....?
But then I understood.
- Why did you give up on this ?
- You know....motherhood, no much talent.
- No much talent ? You are extremely good at it.
I said not able to believe it. Although they were not difficult drawings.
- Let's go downstairs Jane. I think Victoria came....