Mr Barlow

Chapter Thirty

Songs for this chapter:

Westlife - Uptown Girl

Take That - Patience (Stripped Down Version)

Blink 182 - I Miss You

The Fray - Love Don't Die

Waking up in the mornings with his strong arms around me is something I'm pretty sure I'll never get sick off.

Waking up in the mornings with his arms around me, the sun shinning in through windows and birds singing seems like something from a movie.

But movies either end happily ever after or with tragedy and the road to the end? Full of surprises, good and bad who knew what was going to happen this time? So far there's been more bad than good. Maybe this will be my movie happy ending.

The only thing that comes close to looking at Gary in the morning while he's asleep, is his raspy morning voice.

I sighed knowing that I had no chance of going back sleep even though it was still early... Well early for me at least. I wish I could have stayed there all day just watching him sleep, his chest rising and falling, nose twitching every now and again which made me giggling quietly but my stomach was telling me otherwise.

I was careful not to wake Gary as I got out of bed, not bothering to get dressed and walked down the hall to the bathroom, I groaned in annoyance at the fact Lauren was taking a shower so I was unable to pee.

"We need to go shopping." I muttered to myself as I looked through the near to empty cupboards and the fridge. We seemed to have quite a lot of eggs that all appeared to be in date.

"Omelette it is then." I said to myself again as I turned the CD player on expecting the radio to be on but instead had to roll my eyes at the fact that there was in fact a Take That CD in.

Apparently it was the Beautiful World album according to the CD case behind the player, the first song sounded slightly familiar but I'd never really payed attention when Lauren was listening to them.

"Hmmm, what can I have in my omelette?" I asked myself. There was some grated cheese which would do the job. "Cheese omelette then."

I cracked the eggs with no shell going in the mug I was mixing them in which I was quite proud of. I turned on the hob to preheat the pan with oil in then went back to whisking the eggs.

I turned back round to the pan and poured the whisked eggs into the pan to cook them, I tilted the pan to spread the eggs around.

"Shit!" I muttered as a tiny droplet of the oil splashed on me. "Stupid oil." I scowled at the pan then laughed at myself realising how stupid I sounded talking myself and inanimate objects.

'Just have a little patience, I'm still hurting from a love I lost.'

I recognised Patience much to my attempts to ignore their music and existence as much as possible for the past god knows how many years. Luckily for Gary though I quite enjoyed this song.

"I'm feeling your frustration, any minute all the pain will stop." I sang along feeling proud I actually knew the lyrics.

"Just hold me close inside your arms tonight, don't be to hard on my emotions.

Cause iiiiiiiiii, need tiiiiiiiiiime, my heart is numb has no feeling, so while I'm still healing, just tryyyyyyyyyy and have a little patience."

I blasted out the chorus with confidence while swaying my hips and body and still cooking my omelette.

"I really wanna start over again, I know you wanna be my salvation, the one that I can always depend.