Gary's POV
What the hell just came over me?! I just lashed out at Mark and almost ended up punching him. My heart has literally sunk i'm incredibly disappointed in myself. Yes he kept something's behind my back, but it's not worth him getting beaten up over them. "Mark!" Again i call before rushing into the hallway. Without wasting anymore time i run up the stairs to the bedroom. "Baby..." I whisper resting my forehead against the closed door. Very slowly i open it enough for my head to peer around it noticing a figure curled up on the bed facing away from me. "M...Mark..." Quietly i speak whilst walking over to the bed. His arms are wrapped around himself as he softly sniffs and breathes faster. Sitting on the edge of the bed making it sag a little my hand travels to his back once i make contact with it he instantly flinches. He's terrified of me now... and i don't blame him for the way i acted. Never ever would i dream of hurting Mark he's my everything... the best thing that ever came into my life... he's basically my oxygen. "M...Mark...I...I'm so...so....so sorry..." I speak with a shaky breath completely heartbroken seeing him like this. Failing to hold the tears back they roll onto my pj bottoms sinking though to my skin. "I...i would never hurt you... you know that... i love you more than anything Mark..." Using the back of his hand he wipes the tears from his mouth and eyes.
"Y...You...s...scared...m...me..." His voice still trembles slowly he peers over his shoulder at me.
"I...i'm sorry... i know it doesn't mean anything, but i mean it from the bottom of my heart..." Softly i sigh bowing my head. We almost lost our baby today i can't lose Mark too.
"C...can...i...have a hug....please?" Instantly my head lifts by Mark's response. Tears continue to run down his reddened face.
"R...Really?" I ask surprised that he even wants me still in the room let alone to hug him! He answers with a nods lifting his arms to my direction. Moving closer to him i tightly wrap my arms around him planting kisses all over his face. "I'm sorry baby... really...really sorry...."I speak during kisses running my lips through his hair. Mark no longer feels tensed and his tears have stopped falling.
"You're a twat...but i love you..." He wraps his arms around mine, as we lay together in an embrace.
My hand rakes through his hair not wanting to let go of him even for a second. "I love you."
"Gaz... that's the ninth time in three minutes... i know you do." He places a single kiss onto my hand which is placed on his chest.
"Everyday i'm going to tell you how much i love you... not a day will go by that i wont tell you until the day i die."
"That's the Gary i fell in love with." He snuggles even more into my arms locking his fingers with mine. We were always meant to be it just took time for it to become real. Mark's fingers were made to fill the spaces inbetween mine. "What shall we do today...?"
"It's completely up to you gorgeous."
"erm... how about...hmm... oh the zoo!" Mark suggests giving me a wide smile. Its easy to mistake him for a five year old sometimes.
"The zoo? We're grown men babe why do you want to go there?" Laughing whilst i squeeze him slightly he's full of surprises is my Mark.
"Maybe we could make a day of it? Take Eleanor with us? It'll be nice to take her somewhere fun whilst Yasmin's in hospital and Rob is erm...well...he's you know... things won't be fun for her with her parents at one another's throat once they're back home will it?"
"You have a point... ok... well if you get dressed and i'll go and fetch her from Mum's we can get a family ticket and spend the day down there?"
"Perfect." Mark grins.
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Once we've paid for our tickets we begin our walk around the zoo. It's pretty big i haven't been here before it was only built two years ago plus i didn't really have the need to walk around a zoo on my own. Me and Mark hold hands and Eleanor holds my hand. "Shall we get a map?" Mark points to an information desk with free leaflets containing a map of the zoo.
"Yeah we better just incase we get lost." It's a good thing we came wrapped up the days are getting much colder, but at least we have our holiday to look forward to in a few weeks and it'll be much colder there.
"P...pen...guieees!" Eleanor jumps up and whilst holding my hand.
"Penguins? Do you want to see the penguins, sweetie?" Grinning i squeeze her mitten covered hand a little.
"Aww..." Mark smiles looking at the map. "They're near the dolphins at the other end of the zoo." He begins reading the directions to the penguins and similar type of animals in that area.
After 20 minutes of wondering around we end up asking for directions from a member of staff. Mark can't read a map to save his life! We ended up at the lions four times. "Remind me not to let you read the map when we're driving god knows where we'll end." Cheekily i wink resting the side of my head against his shoulder. Mark tuts and kisses my lips keeping his eye on Eleanor who runs over to the Penguins. There's a safety rail and glass securing the penguins behind it. "Oh look you're allowed to go and feed them... do you want to Ellie?" Excitedly she nods walking to the door of the feeding room.
"Go on then Barlow." Mark laughs patting my shoulder. "Lets see you feed some baby penguins."
"Ay... why me?" I'm not a big fan of animals especially ones that are fast on their legs no matter the size i'm still not keen.
A member of staff opens the door guiding the small queue of people inside including me and Ellie. Mark watches from behind the safety bar bet he's loving this. The gentleman shows us how to hold our hands flat with a piece of fish resting in your palm. A couple of the baby penguins come running over to him taking it out of his hand. "Aww..." I smile crouching down to Eleanor's height. She can't stop smiling bless her.
"Sir... come here." He points to me reaching into the bucket for another small piece of the flesh coloured fish.
"Erm...me?" I ask pointing to myself. Oh great i'm going to make an absolute fool of myself in front of kids and their parents. He pulls me over to his direction making me kneel on the floor holding my hand out. Taking a piece of fish again he places it into the centre of my hand i hold it out flat in front of me. A few of the penguins come rushing over pecking my hand i bite my lip squinting my eyes a little. "Awwh..." It isn't as bad as i thought. They peck away the fish out of my hand once it's all gone they look at me pecking around the floor near my shoes. "I haven't got anymore." Carefully i stretch my hand out stroking one of them on the back. A loud screech sound comes from it's opened beak making me jump. I must of scared it getting it's revenge it starts pecking my trousers angrily. "O...ok... that's enough." Standing to my feet i try and stop it from pecking me until it starts to jump up my leg. Quickly i run to the direction of the door again being chased by at least four other penguins all following me squawking loudly after me. "Argh let me out."
Everyone falls around laughing at me clawing at the door. The middle aged staff member opens the door letting me and Eleanor out again shaking his head at me. Feeling incredibly embarrassed i quickly leave holding Eleanor's hand walking back over to Mark who's trying his best to look serious at me. "Are y-" Before he finishes his sentence he falls about laughing. "Oh Gaz... that was hilarious." He wipes a few tears which run down his cheeks from laughing.
"Shrup." I mumble blushing slightly. "They attacked me!" Even Eleanor starts laughing at me being chased by them.
"Aww... my poor man." Mark plants a soft kiss onto my lips pulling me into a hug. "Let's go to another part where you can't get attacked, yeah? Maybe you can ride on a dolphin." He chuckles holding onto my hand again.
"I prefer riding on your dolphin." Quietly i mutter under my breath.
"GAZ!" He playfully hits my arm. "Not in front of Ellie... naughty mouth... bad Gary."
Giggling a little i wrap my arm around his waist whilst i still hold Eleanor's hand as we make our way to the dolphin area. "I was talking about your tattoo babe... you and your dirty mind ay?"
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After spending a full day at the zoo it was finally time to go home. My feet are killing after being made to walk around all day. Can't wait to get in and have a cuddle with Mark in bed i'm freezing. We pull up on the drive. "Home sweet home." Mark smiles at me squeezing my thigh a little whilst peering into the back seat noticing Eleanor who's dropped off. "Bless her. She loved it."
"Yeah it was.... an experience... i'll say that." We both get out of the parked car. "Want me to carry her in?"
"No no i'll get her." Mark opens the back door lifting Eleanor into his arms. Her eyes open a little by the sound of the car door slamming shut, but closes them again straight after. Whilst walking up to the front door something catches my eye. An envelope is attached to the glass of our door. Mark slowly makes his way to me as i pull it off. There's nothing on it it's just plain. "What's that?" Mark looks over my shoulder still holding Eleanor against his chest. I frown my lips opening it up revealing a photo inside. A photo of Mark at Robbie's wedding. It was a photo which contained me and Mark which we had together, but i've been ripped off for some strange reason. "Ay?" He raises his eyebrow. Who even got hold of this? There are only two copies. Robbie and Yasmin had one of them in the wedding photo album and we had the other copy. On the other side of the photo is a message. Remember this night? I do... so does someone else... My heart begins to throb. Not these messages again. This is the second one now. What's going on?! Someone's playing a game with us and they're loving it.
Monday, 28 October 2013
Sunday, 27 October 2013
Chapter 17
Gary's POV
Mark shyly looks away whilst he's in my arms. "Well?" I ask wrapping a loose piece of Mark's hair around his ear.
Swaying a little in my arms he looks at me with his tired looking eyes. "Maybe some other time... i'm a bit knackered...it's been a long day." Suppressing a yawn he drops his head against my shoulder. Gently i run my free hand through his quiff messing it up a little to look like bed head.
"Ok babe... one day perhaps?" Mark agrees to my question by nodding his head against me. The past few days have been tiring yet amazing. "Want me to carry you?" Nudging him slightly stopping him from dozing off on me.
"N...no... i can walk." He begins to make his way to our bedroom with me following close behind. We reach the bedroom where we start to get undressed for bed. The nights are beginning to get colder as winter approaches each day. I toss Mark a pair of his pj's from the cupboard. We have matching pj's which we bought for a joke. Mr and Mr ones. Mark climbs into bed lifelessly curling up slightly as he releases another yawn causing me to copy uncontrollable.
"Look at us Mr Owen...in bed before 11... who would of thought it...and sex isn't the reason for an early night either...we'll be Grandad's before we know it." Jokingly i tease him, as i crawl into bed.
"Oi... i'm younger than you!" He pokes his tongue out through his parted lips whilst his eyes remain closed.
"Only by a year."
"And a week." Mark adds turning onto his left hand side so his back now faces me allowing me to spoon him. Wrapping one of my legs over both of his i rest my hand against his chest nuzzling my cheek against his neck. "I'll make it up to you in the morning." With the last remaining part of his strength he plants a few kisses onto my knuckles holding my hand onto his shoulder.
"Looking forward to it..." I mumble against his ear as my eyes slowly become heavier.
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A buzzing noise increases in sound. Is this part of my dream? It gets louder causing me to open my eyes. Peering through my tired daze a light flashes at the side of the bed. It's Mark's phone ringing. "Babe..." Nudging Mark slightly as his phone continues to ring he doesn't reply only by snores. Carefully i stretch my arm out reaching for his phone. Once i have it in my grip i hit the answer button without paying attention to the caller ID. Pressing it against my ear i reply trying my best not to drop off to sleep again. "Hello...Mark Owen's phone...Gary speaking." A yawn manages to escape my lips.
"H...Hiya..G...Gaz." Nervously a voice speaks on the other end of the phone. I know that voice anywhere.
"Rob? Everything ok?" I ask rubbing my eyes glancing over at Mark who still hasn't moved a muscle.
"N...N..no...not really..." It sounds like he's been crying or is about to break down any second whilst speaking.
Sitting up a little now worry fills my body slowly. "Mate...what's happened are you ok? Shall i wake Mark up?" Maybe Yasmin has plucked up the courage confronting him about his affair.
"I...I'm...at...at the hospital." He swallows hard as his words turn into faint whispers. My eyes spring on ends by the word 'hospital'.
"Woah why are you there?! Are you ok? Where's Yasmin?"
Robbie takes a deep breath before answering. There's a few seconds pause. "She's here....she fell... it...it doesn't look good Gaz..."
"What do you mean?! Is she ok?" Panic washes over me thinking about Yasmin being in hospital i care a great deal about her after all she is a close friend.
"It's...It's the baby... they're doing checks to see if it's ok...things don't look good Gaz...you both need to get down here as quick as just incase." Shock causes my body to freeze. Yasmin's had a fall and she's not even a month's pregnant yet. She can't lose the baby she just can't it would destroy us. "Gary?!" Robbie speaks louder bringing me back down to earth. "You have to be here you both do this is serious."
"Y....Yeah....we...we're on our way... keep us updated?"
"Yes...yes of course... see you soon." Robbie hangs up before i get another word in. For a few seconds i sit there until it hits me like a tone of bricks. We have to get there and fast.
"Mark!" Pushing him with a force almost knocking him out of bed i slip on my shoes not even bothering to get dressed out of my pj's. "MARK GET UP!" Loudly i shout feeling myself begin to shake slipping on my coat.
"Woah who what?!" Mark rolls out of bed making a loud thud as he makes contact with the floor.
"Get dressed!"
Rubbing his head whilst worry fills his eyes he frowns at me. "Gaz? What's going on?"
"Get your coat and shoes on we need to drop Eleanor off at my Mum's on the way to the hospital." Quickly i run out of the bedroom and into the spare room scooping Eleanor into my arms. With a matter of seconds Mark comes flying out of the bedroom chasing me down the stairs with his coat and shoes in hand.
"Gary! What's going on?!" He grabs me by the shoulders trying to calm me. "Hospital? Why the hospital?!"
I feel like breaking down, but i can't not now. "Y....Yasmin....fell....the baby.... we....we need... hospital....shoes... on.... Mark..." My words make no sense, but at least Mark sort of understands.
"Oh...oh no...please don't tell me..." His free hand covers his mouth, as the tears build in his eyes.
"We've got to go..." Carrying Eleanor in my arms who's surprisingly is still sound asleep i place her into the car baby seat. The colour in Mark's face has dropped into a pastey white as he drops in the passenger seat ghost like. It's not safe for me to drive i've barely been awake no longer than 5 minutes, but by the time i've rung a taxi this could get worse we need to be there as quick as possible. Wasting no time i get in the drivers seat starting up the engine. Mark looks at me even though he isn't speaking it's written all over his face 'everything will be ok.'
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Luckily we arrive at the hospital without any damage. Mum's looking after Eleanor for the time being briefly i told her what's going on and she's devastated about it. As soon as i park the car we jog inside the entrance. "Yasmin Williams." I speak breathless to the receptionist feeling my rapid heart beat pound against my chest as i pant for my breath back.
"Mark! Gary!" A voice calls from the far side of the hospital. Searching around the room Robbie appears sprinting down the corridor.
"Where is she?!" Asking wide eyed what if we're too late. "What's happening?!"
He rubs his temples and trances his fingers over his eye lids taking a deep breath. "She's having scans now... and she needs surgery on her wrist."
"Oh...god..." I pinch the bridge of my nose squeezing my eyes together. "How did this happen?! Why wasn't you with her?!"
"I...I was... we were arguing and...and she fell over the phone charger in the bedroom."
Mark goes even quieter taking a few steps behind me almost like he's using me as protection. "Arguing?! Why was you arguing?? You didn't hit her did you?!" Clenching my fists i grit my teeth together frowning my face at him.
"NO! I'd never do that! She....erm... found out about the affair...didn't she..." Robbie sighs slumping down in a chair feeling sorry for himself.
"So... it is true?! All these months you've been seeing someone behind her back?! You fucking married Yasmin and you was shagging some other girl?!" Anger builds inside of my body i could kill him.
Robbie lifts his head raising his eyebrow at me.
"Why do you seem so surprised? I thought Mark told you seeing as he was the one who...hel...er..." Robbie pauses looking behind me. Tilting my head over my right shoulder i catch Mark crossing his neck doing sign language to Robbie.
"Excuse me?!" My eyes widen looking at Mark which a spread of guilt fills his face.
"G...Gaz...i..."
"Save it Mark... you're all a bunch of fucking liars. " Feeling incredibly hurt and upset i take a seat away from them both waiting outside of Yasmin's room. Trying my best to be strong i hold back the tears out the corner of my eye i see Mark looking at me, but i choose to ignore him. Certain parts i knew that Robbie might of been having an affair, but the fact Mark played some role in it behind my back 'helping' him just hurts me over the fact he was lying.
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"Are you friends... family? Of Mrs Williams?" Instantly my eyes open by the mention of Yasmin's name. I must of dozed off for a bit.
"I'm her husband." Robbie jumps from his seat nervously combing his hand through his hair. Mark sits a seat away from me looking at the doctor searching his face for answers.
"Well i can say at this moment mother and baby are ok.." We all release a sigh of relief. "But that doesn't mean they're off the hook yet things could still turn to the worst, so we all need to prepare for the worst... it was a good thing Mrs Williams fell onto her side instead of her stomach although it broke her wrist the baby wasn't harmed luckily."
"Can i see her?? I need to speak to her." Robbie tries to push his way inside of Yasmin's door.
"Sorry Mr Williams, but she told me not to let you in. She doesn't want any visitors."
"But i'm her husband! Move out of the way!" Again he tries pushing his way through, but the doctor guards the door.
"She doesn't want to see you and i'm not surprised." I mumble under my breath.
"Oh shut the fuck up you go back to your 'honest' relationship. Complete joke you are Barlow!"
Standing to my feet i push him forcefully against the door surprised at my own strength. "You wanna say that again?!"
"GARY!" Mark tries to pull me away. Robbie smirks in my face making me even more angry. "He's not worth it! Please lets just go she doesn't want to see any of us!" Hands grab me tearing me off him it's the hospital security.
"Gentlemen we're going to have to ask you to leave the premises." They point to the exit of the hospital. Mark takes hold of my hand which i just shrug off. Right now i don't want to speak to him let alone walk out hand in hand with him. Frowning at Robbie i begin to walk off down the corridor to the exit of the hospital with Mark shortly following behind me.
"Just wait until we're home." Angrily i whisper to Mark.
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Mark's POV
The car journey home was incredibly quiet the only sound which could be heard was the car engine. Gary pulls the keys out of the exhaust once we arrive on our driveway. "Gaz...?" He doesn't reply as soon as the car stops he gets out and makes his way inside the house. "Please can we just talk? I can explain... you know i can't turn anyone away when they need help... it wasn't any of our business i was only there for someone he could talk to that's all!" Trying my best to keep up with his walking pace we make our way to the living room where Gary stops in the centre of the living room rubbing his forehead. "Gary please... please believe me." Carefully i place a hand onto his shoulder.
"Believe you? Believe you?!" All of a sudden i feel myself make hard contact with the living room wall, as he slams me against it. My eyes widen surprised to see him behave like this. Never in a million years has he reacted like this to me. "You lied behind my back Mark! You said it had nothing to do with us yet you go off helping him?! He's the one in the fucking wrong!" Anger builds in his face and his fist clench against my fast breathing stomach. Is he going to hurt me? My own boyfriend?
"G...Gary... I.... i'm...sorry..." Slightly my body starts to tremble from his grip on my t shirt. For a few seconds he stares into my panicking eyes which causes guilt to fill his face.
"URGH!" He punches the wall only an inch away from my face causing me to jump out of my skin and yelp feeling his fist bounce against the wall. Gary bows his head releasing me.
"M..Mark..." Sadly he looks at me. I've never been so scared of him before. I'm actually scared of him now. Not wanting to be in the same room with Gary anymore i quickly sprint out of room to our bedroom locking the door behind me. "MARK!" Gary calls from the living room my hands cover my ears as i sit against the bedroom door.
Mark shyly looks away whilst he's in my arms. "Well?" I ask wrapping a loose piece of Mark's hair around his ear.
Swaying a little in my arms he looks at me with his tired looking eyes. "Maybe some other time... i'm a bit knackered...it's been a long day." Suppressing a yawn he drops his head against my shoulder. Gently i run my free hand through his quiff messing it up a little to look like bed head.
"Ok babe... one day perhaps?" Mark agrees to my question by nodding his head against me. The past few days have been tiring yet amazing. "Want me to carry you?" Nudging him slightly stopping him from dozing off on me.
"N...no... i can walk." He begins to make his way to our bedroom with me following close behind. We reach the bedroom where we start to get undressed for bed. The nights are beginning to get colder as winter approaches each day. I toss Mark a pair of his pj's from the cupboard. We have matching pj's which we bought for a joke. Mr and Mr ones. Mark climbs into bed lifelessly curling up slightly as he releases another yawn causing me to copy uncontrollable.
"Look at us Mr Owen...in bed before 11... who would of thought it...and sex isn't the reason for an early night either...we'll be Grandad's before we know it." Jokingly i tease him, as i crawl into bed.
"Oi... i'm younger than you!" He pokes his tongue out through his parted lips whilst his eyes remain closed.
"Only by a year."
"And a week." Mark adds turning onto his left hand side so his back now faces me allowing me to spoon him. Wrapping one of my legs over both of his i rest my hand against his chest nuzzling my cheek against his neck. "I'll make it up to you in the morning." With the last remaining part of his strength he plants a few kisses onto my knuckles holding my hand onto his shoulder.
"Looking forward to it..." I mumble against his ear as my eyes slowly become heavier.
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A buzzing noise increases in sound. Is this part of my dream? It gets louder causing me to open my eyes. Peering through my tired daze a light flashes at the side of the bed. It's Mark's phone ringing. "Babe..." Nudging Mark slightly as his phone continues to ring he doesn't reply only by snores. Carefully i stretch my arm out reaching for his phone. Once i have it in my grip i hit the answer button without paying attention to the caller ID. Pressing it against my ear i reply trying my best not to drop off to sleep again. "Hello...Mark Owen's phone...Gary speaking." A yawn manages to escape my lips.
"H...Hiya..G...Gaz." Nervously a voice speaks on the other end of the phone. I know that voice anywhere.
"Rob? Everything ok?" I ask rubbing my eyes glancing over at Mark who still hasn't moved a muscle.
"N...N..no...not really..." It sounds like he's been crying or is about to break down any second whilst speaking.
Sitting up a little now worry fills my body slowly. "Mate...what's happened are you ok? Shall i wake Mark up?" Maybe Yasmin has plucked up the courage confronting him about his affair.
"I...I'm...at...at the hospital." He swallows hard as his words turn into faint whispers. My eyes spring on ends by the word 'hospital'.
"Woah why are you there?! Are you ok? Where's Yasmin?"
Robbie takes a deep breath before answering. There's a few seconds pause. "She's here....she fell... it...it doesn't look good Gaz..."
"What do you mean?! Is she ok?" Panic washes over me thinking about Yasmin being in hospital i care a great deal about her after all she is a close friend.
"It's...It's the baby... they're doing checks to see if it's ok...things don't look good Gaz...you both need to get down here as quick as just incase." Shock causes my body to freeze. Yasmin's had a fall and she's not even a month's pregnant yet. She can't lose the baby she just can't it would destroy us. "Gary?!" Robbie speaks louder bringing me back down to earth. "You have to be here you both do this is serious."
"Y....Yeah....we...we're on our way... keep us updated?"
"Yes...yes of course... see you soon." Robbie hangs up before i get another word in. For a few seconds i sit there until it hits me like a tone of bricks. We have to get there and fast.
"Mark!" Pushing him with a force almost knocking him out of bed i slip on my shoes not even bothering to get dressed out of my pj's. "MARK GET UP!" Loudly i shout feeling myself begin to shake slipping on my coat.
"Woah who what?!" Mark rolls out of bed making a loud thud as he makes contact with the floor.
"Get dressed!"
Rubbing his head whilst worry fills his eyes he frowns at me. "Gaz? What's going on?"
"Get your coat and shoes on we need to drop Eleanor off at my Mum's on the way to the hospital." Quickly i run out of the bedroom and into the spare room scooping Eleanor into my arms. With a matter of seconds Mark comes flying out of the bedroom chasing me down the stairs with his coat and shoes in hand.
"Gary! What's going on?!" He grabs me by the shoulders trying to calm me. "Hospital? Why the hospital?!"
I feel like breaking down, but i can't not now. "Y....Yasmin....fell....the baby.... we....we need... hospital....shoes... on.... Mark..." My words make no sense, but at least Mark sort of understands.
"Oh...oh no...please don't tell me..." His free hand covers his mouth, as the tears build in his eyes.
"We've got to go..." Carrying Eleanor in my arms who's surprisingly is still sound asleep i place her into the car baby seat. The colour in Mark's face has dropped into a pastey white as he drops in the passenger seat ghost like. It's not safe for me to drive i've barely been awake no longer than 5 minutes, but by the time i've rung a taxi this could get worse we need to be there as quick as possible. Wasting no time i get in the drivers seat starting up the engine. Mark looks at me even though he isn't speaking it's written all over his face 'everything will be ok.'
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Luckily we arrive at the hospital without any damage. Mum's looking after Eleanor for the time being briefly i told her what's going on and she's devastated about it. As soon as i park the car we jog inside the entrance. "Yasmin Williams." I speak breathless to the receptionist feeling my rapid heart beat pound against my chest as i pant for my breath back.
"Mark! Gary!" A voice calls from the far side of the hospital. Searching around the room Robbie appears sprinting down the corridor.
"Where is she?!" Asking wide eyed what if we're too late. "What's happening?!"
He rubs his temples and trances his fingers over his eye lids taking a deep breath. "She's having scans now... and she needs surgery on her wrist."
"Oh...god..." I pinch the bridge of my nose squeezing my eyes together. "How did this happen?! Why wasn't you with her?!"
"I...I was... we were arguing and...and she fell over the phone charger in the bedroom."
Mark goes even quieter taking a few steps behind me almost like he's using me as protection. "Arguing?! Why was you arguing?? You didn't hit her did you?!" Clenching my fists i grit my teeth together frowning my face at him.
"NO! I'd never do that! She....erm... found out about the affair...didn't she..." Robbie sighs slumping down in a chair feeling sorry for himself.
"So... it is true?! All these months you've been seeing someone behind her back?! You fucking married Yasmin and you was shagging some other girl?!" Anger builds inside of my body i could kill him.
Robbie lifts his head raising his eyebrow at me.
"Why do you seem so surprised? I thought Mark told you seeing as he was the one who...hel...er..." Robbie pauses looking behind me. Tilting my head over my right shoulder i catch Mark crossing his neck doing sign language to Robbie.
"Excuse me?!" My eyes widen looking at Mark which a spread of guilt fills his face.
"G...Gaz...i..."
"Save it Mark... you're all a bunch of fucking liars. " Feeling incredibly hurt and upset i take a seat away from them both waiting outside of Yasmin's room. Trying my best to be strong i hold back the tears out the corner of my eye i see Mark looking at me, but i choose to ignore him. Certain parts i knew that Robbie might of been having an affair, but the fact Mark played some role in it behind my back 'helping' him just hurts me over the fact he was lying.
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"Are you friends... family? Of Mrs Williams?" Instantly my eyes open by the mention of Yasmin's name. I must of dozed off for a bit.
"I'm her husband." Robbie jumps from his seat nervously combing his hand through his hair. Mark sits a seat away from me looking at the doctor searching his face for answers.
"Well i can say at this moment mother and baby are ok.." We all release a sigh of relief. "But that doesn't mean they're off the hook yet things could still turn to the worst, so we all need to prepare for the worst... it was a good thing Mrs Williams fell onto her side instead of her stomach although it broke her wrist the baby wasn't harmed luckily."
"Can i see her?? I need to speak to her." Robbie tries to push his way inside of Yasmin's door.
"Sorry Mr Williams, but she told me not to let you in. She doesn't want any visitors."
"But i'm her husband! Move out of the way!" Again he tries pushing his way through, but the doctor guards the door.
"She doesn't want to see you and i'm not surprised." I mumble under my breath.
"Oh shut the fuck up you go back to your 'honest' relationship. Complete joke you are Barlow!"
Standing to my feet i push him forcefully against the door surprised at my own strength. "You wanna say that again?!"
"GARY!" Mark tries to pull me away. Robbie smirks in my face making me even more angry. "He's not worth it! Please lets just go she doesn't want to see any of us!" Hands grab me tearing me off him it's the hospital security.
"Gentlemen we're going to have to ask you to leave the premises." They point to the exit of the hospital. Mark takes hold of my hand which i just shrug off. Right now i don't want to speak to him let alone walk out hand in hand with him. Frowning at Robbie i begin to walk off down the corridor to the exit of the hospital with Mark shortly following behind me.
"Just wait until we're home." Angrily i whisper to Mark.
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Mark's POV
The car journey home was incredibly quiet the only sound which could be heard was the car engine. Gary pulls the keys out of the exhaust once we arrive on our driveway. "Gaz...?" He doesn't reply as soon as the car stops he gets out and makes his way inside the house. "Please can we just talk? I can explain... you know i can't turn anyone away when they need help... it wasn't any of our business i was only there for someone he could talk to that's all!" Trying my best to keep up with his walking pace we make our way to the living room where Gary stops in the centre of the living room rubbing his forehead. "Gary please... please believe me." Carefully i place a hand onto his shoulder.
"Believe you? Believe you?!" All of a sudden i feel myself make hard contact with the living room wall, as he slams me against it. My eyes widen surprised to see him behave like this. Never in a million years has he reacted like this to me. "You lied behind my back Mark! You said it had nothing to do with us yet you go off helping him?! He's the one in the fucking wrong!" Anger builds in his face and his fist clench against my fast breathing stomach. Is he going to hurt me? My own boyfriend?
"G...Gary... I.... i'm...sorry..." Slightly my body starts to tremble from his grip on my t shirt. For a few seconds he stares into my panicking eyes which causes guilt to fill his face.
"URGH!" He punches the wall only an inch away from my face causing me to jump out of my skin and yelp feeling his fist bounce against the wall. Gary bows his head releasing me.
"M..Mark..." Sadly he looks at me. I've never been so scared of him before. I'm actually scared of him now. Not wanting to be in the same room with Gary anymore i quickly sprint out of room to our bedroom locking the door behind me. "MARK!" Gary calls from the living room my hands cover my ears as i sit against the bedroom door.
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
Chapter 16
Gary's POV
{A week had already past Yasmin still hasn't built the courage up to confront Robbie about his 'affair'. Mark and Gary are baby sitting Eleanor for another couple of days allowing Yasmin and Robbie to spend time alone together where as it gives Gary and Mark that extra practise living and supporting a child.}
The front door closes causing me to look up from my newspaper. "Let's find Gary." Mark's voice echoes down the hallway. He decided to take Eleanor to the shops for a blow of fresh air and to do some shopping for the week. Eleanor comes running into the kitchen with a little cheeky grin on her face.
"'ello sweetie." Gently i squeeze her cheek noticing a new book with pink writing and princesses on in her hand. I wonder who will be reading her that story tonight i smile to myself. "Markie bought you a new book?" Excitedly she nods to my question. A few seconds later Mark comes walking into the kitchen loaded with shopping bags. He's wearing his winter jacket, dark brown ugg boots and his blue patterned silk scarf. Not saying a word he piles the shopping bags into a corner of the kitchen. "Everything alright babe?"
"Do you want to go and put Peppa pig on Ellie?" Mark reaches into one of the bags handing Eleanor a plastic rectangle case. Once Eleanor skips off to the living room Mark closes the door.
"Babe?" Feeling worried i close my newspaper giving him my full attention. "What's happened?"
"Can't even go to the bloody shops without getting verbal abuse thrown at me! It wouldn't be so bad, but in front of a small child? It's disgusting Gaz." Sadly he sighs using the worktop to support his slouch.
Standing to my feet i stretch out my arms in his direction. "Come on. You could do with a nice warm hug you look frozen." He doesn't argue taking a few steps towards me he tightly wraps his arms around me. I nuzzle my cheek against his shoulder as we both form an embrace.
"All i want to do is tell people about us having a baby together and for them to be happy. If only everyone would be understanding as our fans, ay?"
"Sod them." Planting a few kisses behind his scarf i stroke his back a little. "Why don't we tell the fans? I'm sure they'd love to hear about it. I've been getting a load of tweets about us. All positive."
"Urgh, but then that gives the paps an advantage of making money out of us. I don't want that. If only there was a way of getting all our fans into one big room and tell them."
Rattling my brain a little i come across a plan. "Maybe there is a way..." Mark pulls away from the hug slightly looking at my face searching for answers with a confused look.
"How is that possible? There's millions... well of your fans there is. There isn't a place big enough to get them all in without paps getting involved."
"True, but this is the 21st Century Marko..." My eyes glance over to my phone resting on the far side of the table.
"But it wont be the same will it? Like it wont be the same being on text instead of coming out of our mouths."
"That's where you're wrong." Giving him a cheeky wink i walk back over to my seat picking up my phone. Mark turns around to face me leaning his hands onto to the table steadying himself. Typing a few things into my phone i smile proudly. "Done."
"Oh Gaz you haven't bloody told them have you? I wanted us to do it together."
Smiling whilst shaking my head i show him my phone. "No. Read it." Mark takes my phone and begins to read the short text. Attention fans ! Me and @OfficialMarko have some special news. Watch our twitcam to hear. 9pm (uk) xx
"A twit-cam? What's that?" Squinting his eyes a little he re reads the tweet. My phone's notifications go wild within seconds. Playfully i roll my eyes receiving my phone from his grip.
"Gosh Grandad! It's like webcamming but on twitter and they can tweet us asking questions, but instead of typing a reply we speak it... understand it now?" I log out of twitter stopping the notification noise from going off.
"Ooooh i get you! Wow that's actually perfect.. and we don't need the fans in a room together, because they will all be watching... nice thinking Gaz!"
"Not just a pretty face." Cheekily i laugh patting his bum.
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Once we finally get Eleanor off to to bed we head off to the studio to do our twitcam. We've still got 15 minutes spare so it gives us enough time to actually figure out how to work it. "Mark, any idea what you type in to get it up?"
"Pornhub." Mark jokes.
"Be real lad." Trying not to laugh i type twitcam into google.
"Well you said 'get it up.'" He sniggers looking through some memory boxes on the bottom shelf. Within seconds the twitcam programme comes up. All we have to do is click 'go live' and we're all set. "Ooooh i remember these!"
Spinning round on the swivel chair i look at Mark who's kneeling on the floor wearing my glasses from our performance of Greatest Day at the Brits 2009. "What are you wearing them for?" I laugh but unable to keep my eyes from him. Not going to lie, but he looks incredibly sexy in those geeky type glasses. Hearing my phone going off pulls me away from Mark's trance. "It's time!" Mark shuffles over to the computer still wearing the glasses pushing a chair beside me. "Ready?" I ask hoovering my finger over the mouse.
"Lets do this." Mark rubs his hands together placing the scan photo onto his lap.
As soon as i click the live button thousands of views and tweets appear. "Can people see us?" Mark raises his eyebrow. "Heellooooo?" He moves his face full view of the camera.
"Mark they're saying they can see us." I push him back in his seat chuckling. "Evening everyone! So it's the first time we've done one of these, so apologises the reason why we decided to do one was because we want our fans to hear it directly from us instead of the papers spreading bull." Feeling a little nervous i look at Mark who's eyes are focused on the scan photo resting on his lap. "Shall we tell them or should we show them?"
"Erm... both? Say it at the same and show?" Mark seems a little quieter than usual i guess it's also nerves, but it's a good thing we have such understanding loyal fans.
"Ok.. and after folks we want to answer your questions, so get some good ones prepared." Taking hold of Mark's hand i squeeze it a little. "On 3.... 1... 2...3."
"We're having a baby!!" We both speak at the same time showing the scan photo towards the camera. Waiting a few seconds with grins plastered over our faces we look at the tweets at the side of the screen. It feels SO good being able to finally tell people. "Marko you wanna chose a question first?" Moving closer to the screen Mark fixes his glasses.
"Ummm... @GBarlowForever says... 'This is the best news ever!! I'm so proud of you boys wishing you all the luck you'll make amazing parents!'
"Awww... isn't that just sweet ay? Not going to lie, but i was incredibly nervous about telling everyone... was you?"
"Oh yeah without a doubt... your turn."
Looking through the list of exploding tweets one catches my eye. '@SaidItAll_TT says 'I can't believe it you're going to be the best daddies ever! Who's going to be on nappy duty?' "Good question!" I laugh turning to Mark with a cheeky look on my face.
"I knew that would be my job!" He giggles pushing his glasses onto his forehead. "But honestly i don't mind it'll be erm... an experience."
"Same here... you choose."
'@XGinoCThatterX says 'Any idea of the baby sex? Do you mind which it will be?' "No we haven't found out the sex yet it's a bit earlier isn't it? 3.5weeks old now.... babe?" Mark smiles.
"Well i just want a healthy happy baby not fussed at all about whether it's a he or she."
"Awwh cutie." Mark wraps his arms around me and plants a big sloppy kiss onto my cheek.
'@MarksDolphin asks 'Will there be a certain 'Barlowen' wedding anytime soon?' "Yeah...Markie." Laughing i squeeze him a little whilst his arms remain around my waist. "Well to be honest we haven't discussed marriage yet, but who knows in the next coming years there could be.
"Ooooh Mr Barlow is that a hint?" Winking at me Mark bites his lip a little. '@MadAsAThatter says 'Have you been practising or will you learn along the way once the baby's born?' "Well actually we've been babysitting Rob's little girl a few times.. she's in bed at the minute, but even when our baby is born we'll be learning along the way seeing as they're all different, but i've got to say Gary... he's a natural Dad he's brilliant." Sweetly he smiles at me making me tear up a little.
"Awh don't..."
Another interesting question catches my eye. Wow this is a good one. '@NewOldThatter asks 'Is it true Mark, that you wrote 'Alone Without You' about Gary before you were together?' "You wrote a song about me?" Excitedly i ask. I've never heard of the song before nor had i known it was supposedly to be about me. A shade of red appears on Mark's cheeks as his eyes scan through more of the questions trying to avoid that one.
'@MrsAlexBarlow says 'Is the surrogate anyone famous or just a close friend?' "Erh... are we allowed to say who it is? Or shall we just say close friend?"
"Erh..." Thinking for a few seconds i come to the conclusion it's best to get permission from Yasmin when we're allowed to say. "She's just a close friend of ours... right a couple more." '@MoonieCFC says 'Will you bring baby Barlowen on tours with you? Solo tours that is.' "Hmm... well i'm not sure whether i'm touring solo unlike Mark who has his tour next year don't you babe?" Mark nods in response to my question. "I think we'll travel with him for a few dates and for the future Take That ones we'll take him/ her with us i don't believe in having nannies."
"Couldn't agree more Gaz. There's no way i'm pushing our baby to some stranger i want to spend every second of my life with them.... right final one... and this one is from '@Abbie_TT_MC asking 'What is Gary's favourite sex position.' Bursting into fights of giggles Mark looks at me. I almost choke on my tongue. "Yeah Gaz... spill?"
"No comment..."
"Why not?" He laughs nudging me. Mark loves embarrassing me just so he can have a little giggle!
"I'm a virgin. Right thank you everyone for watching our twitcam and for supporting us... lots of love!" Waving to them Mark still falls around laughing also waving.
"I'm a virgin." Mark continues to laugh whilst i log off the computer.
"There's always one!" Shaking my head i stand to my feet pulling Mark into my arms. "So... i wanna hear this song..."
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Yasmin's POV
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Robbie's downstairs on the phone to one of his 'friend's'. Each day becomes tougher watching him happily skip off to god knows who. The words always sit on the tip of my tongue, but have never manage to leave my mouth yet. Softly i sigh bringing my hands towards my face burying it against them. All i ever wanted was a happy family. To be a proper family. Footsteps walk along the hallway snapping me away from my day dream of a 'perfect family'. Grabbing hold of a magazine from the bedside table i pretend to read it.
"Still awake?" Robbie's voice enters the room. His shirt is half undone and he looks incredibly tired. Hmm not surprised.
"Yeah.. couldn't sleep..." Coldly i reply flicking through the magazine pages. He walks over to the bed and perches on the edge.
"Missing Ellie? I miss reading too especially telling her stories.. not the same without the little madame."
Setting my magazine down i look at him. Floods of emotions wash over me. I don't blame anyone else loving or wanting him. He's an amazing Dad, husband and man. I just wish i confronted him before the wedding, so it could of been sorted before hand. "Yeah... i miss her...a lot... but i trust the boys they're great with her."
Unbuttoning his shirt even more Robbie watches me out the corner of his eye. "You know what? I fancy a nice warm cuddle from my wifey." He grins climbing over to me.
"Oh..?" I look at him surprised. He hasn't been near me in about a month or so. Why the sudden change? My thoughts are soon stopped once i feel Robbie's lips make contact with my neck. God i've missed this. I've missed his touch more than anything. Slowly i bring my hand towards his chest stroking along his chest hair. He wraps his arms tightly around my waist kissing along my jawline. The moment is soon interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. "Ignore it." I mutter raking my hand through his fringe pulling at it slightly, as the kisses deepen. His mobile begins ringing again causing Robbie to break contact with me. He picks up his phone checking the caller id. "Who is it?!" I ask in an annoyed tone.
"Oh...erm... babe... i've got to nip out i wont be long." Quickly he fastens up his shirt walking towards the bedroom door. That's it! I can't take it no more.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" I yell surprised at myself that i've built the courage up at last. Looking shocked Robbie turns on his heels to look at me. "I can't believe you..." Tears instantly spring to my eyes. Robbie bows his head. He knows exactly what i'm talking about. "Who is she..." Angrily i wipe anyway the tears which manage to escape.
"Babe..." His voice whispers and tears build in his eyes. Why is he upset?! He's the one who's been having the affair!
"Don't babe me!! Who is she Robbie???"
"She... she doesn't....mean anything..." It feels like i've been shot. Right in my heart. It's true. He's been having an affair behind my back.
"Oh.....oh god...." My hands cradle my head as the tears come flooding out. Robbie walks towards me trying to comfort me. "Don't fucking well touch me Robbie!!" Forcefully i push him away. If he brings me into his arms he knows i'll break down to him. "Get out..."
"But Yaz... please let me explain!"
"I SAID GET OUT!" Not noticing the phone charger wire hanging in front of me my foot gets caught in it causing me to fall to the floor. "ARRGHH!" I call out instantly gripping my stomach feeling a pain shoot throughout my entire body. It feels like i've been stabbed.
"Oh shit Yaz!" Robbie falls to his knees.
My eyes begin to feel heavier from the pain. "T....T...The...b...bab...baby... ri...ring....the...b...b..boys..."
{A week had already past Yasmin still hasn't built the courage up to confront Robbie about his 'affair'. Mark and Gary are baby sitting Eleanor for another couple of days allowing Yasmin and Robbie to spend time alone together where as it gives Gary and Mark that extra practise living and supporting a child.}
The front door closes causing me to look up from my newspaper. "Let's find Gary." Mark's voice echoes down the hallway. He decided to take Eleanor to the shops for a blow of fresh air and to do some shopping for the week. Eleanor comes running into the kitchen with a little cheeky grin on her face.
"'ello sweetie." Gently i squeeze her cheek noticing a new book with pink writing and princesses on in her hand. I wonder who will be reading her that story tonight i smile to myself. "Markie bought you a new book?" Excitedly she nods to my question. A few seconds later Mark comes walking into the kitchen loaded with shopping bags. He's wearing his winter jacket, dark brown ugg boots and his blue patterned silk scarf. Not saying a word he piles the shopping bags into a corner of the kitchen. "Everything alright babe?"
"Do you want to go and put Peppa pig on Ellie?" Mark reaches into one of the bags handing Eleanor a plastic rectangle case. Once Eleanor skips off to the living room Mark closes the door.
"Babe?" Feeling worried i close my newspaper giving him my full attention. "What's happened?"
"Can't even go to the bloody shops without getting verbal abuse thrown at me! It wouldn't be so bad, but in front of a small child? It's disgusting Gaz." Sadly he sighs using the worktop to support his slouch.
Standing to my feet i stretch out my arms in his direction. "Come on. You could do with a nice warm hug you look frozen." He doesn't argue taking a few steps towards me he tightly wraps his arms around me. I nuzzle my cheek against his shoulder as we both form an embrace.
"All i want to do is tell people about us having a baby together and for them to be happy. If only everyone would be understanding as our fans, ay?"
"Sod them." Planting a few kisses behind his scarf i stroke his back a little. "Why don't we tell the fans? I'm sure they'd love to hear about it. I've been getting a load of tweets about us. All positive."
"Urgh, but then that gives the paps an advantage of making money out of us. I don't want that. If only there was a way of getting all our fans into one big room and tell them."
Rattling my brain a little i come across a plan. "Maybe there is a way..." Mark pulls away from the hug slightly looking at my face searching for answers with a confused look.
"How is that possible? There's millions... well of your fans there is. There isn't a place big enough to get them all in without paps getting involved."
"True, but this is the 21st Century Marko..." My eyes glance over to my phone resting on the far side of the table.
"But it wont be the same will it? Like it wont be the same being on text instead of coming out of our mouths."
"That's where you're wrong." Giving him a cheeky wink i walk back over to my seat picking up my phone. Mark turns around to face me leaning his hands onto to the table steadying himself. Typing a few things into my phone i smile proudly. "Done."
"Oh Gaz you haven't bloody told them have you? I wanted us to do it together."
Smiling whilst shaking my head i show him my phone. "No. Read it." Mark takes my phone and begins to read the short text. Attention fans ! Me and @OfficialMarko have some special news. Watch our twitcam to hear. 9pm (uk) xx
"A twit-cam? What's that?" Squinting his eyes a little he re reads the tweet. My phone's notifications go wild within seconds. Playfully i roll my eyes receiving my phone from his grip.
"Gosh Grandad! It's like webcamming but on twitter and they can tweet us asking questions, but instead of typing a reply we speak it... understand it now?" I log out of twitter stopping the notification noise from going off.
"Ooooh i get you! Wow that's actually perfect.. and we don't need the fans in a room together, because they will all be watching... nice thinking Gaz!"
"Not just a pretty face." Cheekily i laugh patting his bum.
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Once we finally get Eleanor off to to bed we head off to the studio to do our twitcam. We've still got 15 minutes spare so it gives us enough time to actually figure out how to work it. "Mark, any idea what you type in to get it up?"
"Pornhub." Mark jokes.
"Be real lad." Trying not to laugh i type twitcam into google.
"Well you said 'get it up.'" He sniggers looking through some memory boxes on the bottom shelf. Within seconds the twitcam programme comes up. All we have to do is click 'go live' and we're all set. "Ooooh i remember these!"
Spinning round on the swivel chair i look at Mark who's kneeling on the floor wearing my glasses from our performance of Greatest Day at the Brits 2009. "What are you wearing them for?" I laugh but unable to keep my eyes from him. Not going to lie, but he looks incredibly sexy in those geeky type glasses. Hearing my phone going off pulls me away from Mark's trance. "It's time!" Mark shuffles over to the computer still wearing the glasses pushing a chair beside me. "Ready?" I ask hoovering my finger over the mouse.
"Lets do this." Mark rubs his hands together placing the scan photo onto his lap.
As soon as i click the live button thousands of views and tweets appear. "Can people see us?" Mark raises his eyebrow. "Heellooooo?" He moves his face full view of the camera.
"Mark they're saying they can see us." I push him back in his seat chuckling. "Evening everyone! So it's the first time we've done one of these, so apologises the reason why we decided to do one was because we want our fans to hear it directly from us instead of the papers spreading bull." Feeling a little nervous i look at Mark who's eyes are focused on the scan photo resting on his lap. "Shall we tell them or should we show them?"
"Erm... both? Say it at the same and show?" Mark seems a little quieter than usual i guess it's also nerves, but it's a good thing we have such understanding loyal fans.
"Ok.. and after folks we want to answer your questions, so get some good ones prepared." Taking hold of Mark's hand i squeeze it a little. "On 3.... 1... 2...3."
"We're having a baby!!" We both speak at the same time showing the scan photo towards the camera. Waiting a few seconds with grins plastered over our faces we look at the tweets at the side of the screen. It feels SO good being able to finally tell people. "Marko you wanna chose a question first?" Moving closer to the screen Mark fixes his glasses.
"Ummm... @GBarlowForever says... 'This is the best news ever!! I'm so proud of you boys wishing you all the luck you'll make amazing parents!'
"Awww... isn't that just sweet ay? Not going to lie, but i was incredibly nervous about telling everyone... was you?"
"Oh yeah without a doubt... your turn."
Looking through the list of exploding tweets one catches my eye. '@SaidItAll_TT says 'I can't believe it you're going to be the best daddies ever! Who's going to be on nappy duty?' "Good question!" I laugh turning to Mark with a cheeky look on my face.
"I knew that would be my job!" He giggles pushing his glasses onto his forehead. "But honestly i don't mind it'll be erm... an experience."
"Same here... you choose."
'@XGinoCThatterX says 'Any idea of the baby sex? Do you mind which it will be?' "No we haven't found out the sex yet it's a bit earlier isn't it? 3.5weeks old now.... babe?" Mark smiles.
"Well i just want a healthy happy baby not fussed at all about whether it's a he or she."
"Awwh cutie." Mark wraps his arms around me and plants a big sloppy kiss onto my cheek.
'@MarksDolphin asks 'Will there be a certain 'Barlowen' wedding anytime soon?' "Yeah...Markie." Laughing i squeeze him a little whilst his arms remain around my waist. "Well to be honest we haven't discussed marriage yet, but who knows in the next coming years there could be.
"Ooooh Mr Barlow is that a hint?" Winking at me Mark bites his lip a little. '@MadAsAThatter says 'Have you been practising or will you learn along the way once the baby's born?' "Well actually we've been babysitting Rob's little girl a few times.. she's in bed at the minute, but even when our baby is born we'll be learning along the way seeing as they're all different, but i've got to say Gary... he's a natural Dad he's brilliant." Sweetly he smiles at me making me tear up a little.
"Awh don't..."
Another interesting question catches my eye. Wow this is a good one. '@NewOldThatter asks 'Is it true Mark, that you wrote 'Alone Without You' about Gary before you were together?' "You wrote a song about me?" Excitedly i ask. I've never heard of the song before nor had i known it was supposedly to be about me. A shade of red appears on Mark's cheeks as his eyes scan through more of the questions trying to avoid that one.
'@MrsAlexBarlow says 'Is the surrogate anyone famous or just a close friend?' "Erh... are we allowed to say who it is? Or shall we just say close friend?"
"Erh..." Thinking for a few seconds i come to the conclusion it's best to get permission from Yasmin when we're allowed to say. "She's just a close friend of ours... right a couple more." '@MoonieCFC says 'Will you bring baby Barlowen on tours with you? Solo tours that is.' "Hmm... well i'm not sure whether i'm touring solo unlike Mark who has his tour next year don't you babe?" Mark nods in response to my question. "I think we'll travel with him for a few dates and for the future Take That ones we'll take him/ her with us i don't believe in having nannies."
"Couldn't agree more Gaz. There's no way i'm pushing our baby to some stranger i want to spend every second of my life with them.... right final one... and this one is from '@Abbie_TT_MC asking 'What is Gary's favourite sex position.' Bursting into fights of giggles Mark looks at me. I almost choke on my tongue. "Yeah Gaz... spill?"
"No comment..."
"Why not?" He laughs nudging me. Mark loves embarrassing me just so he can have a little giggle!
"I'm a virgin. Right thank you everyone for watching our twitcam and for supporting us... lots of love!" Waving to them Mark still falls around laughing also waving.
"I'm a virgin." Mark continues to laugh whilst i log off the computer.
"There's always one!" Shaking my head i stand to my feet pulling Mark into my arms. "So... i wanna hear this song..."
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Yasmin's POV
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Robbie's downstairs on the phone to one of his 'friend's'. Each day becomes tougher watching him happily skip off to god knows who. The words always sit on the tip of my tongue, but have never manage to leave my mouth yet. Softly i sigh bringing my hands towards my face burying it against them. All i ever wanted was a happy family. To be a proper family. Footsteps walk along the hallway snapping me away from my day dream of a 'perfect family'. Grabbing hold of a magazine from the bedside table i pretend to read it.
"Still awake?" Robbie's voice enters the room. His shirt is half undone and he looks incredibly tired. Hmm not surprised.
"Yeah.. couldn't sleep..." Coldly i reply flicking through the magazine pages. He walks over to the bed and perches on the edge.
"Missing Ellie? I miss reading too especially telling her stories.. not the same without the little madame."
Setting my magazine down i look at him. Floods of emotions wash over me. I don't blame anyone else loving or wanting him. He's an amazing Dad, husband and man. I just wish i confronted him before the wedding, so it could of been sorted before hand. "Yeah... i miss her...a lot... but i trust the boys they're great with her."
Unbuttoning his shirt even more Robbie watches me out the corner of his eye. "You know what? I fancy a nice warm cuddle from my wifey." He grins climbing over to me.
"Oh..?" I look at him surprised. He hasn't been near me in about a month or so. Why the sudden change? My thoughts are soon stopped once i feel Robbie's lips make contact with my neck. God i've missed this. I've missed his touch more than anything. Slowly i bring my hand towards his chest stroking along his chest hair. He wraps his arms tightly around my waist kissing along my jawline. The moment is soon interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. "Ignore it." I mutter raking my hand through his fringe pulling at it slightly, as the kisses deepen. His mobile begins ringing again causing Robbie to break contact with me. He picks up his phone checking the caller id. "Who is it?!" I ask in an annoyed tone.
"Oh...erm... babe... i've got to nip out i wont be long." Quickly he fastens up his shirt walking towards the bedroom door. That's it! I can't take it no more.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" I yell surprised at myself that i've built the courage up at last. Looking shocked Robbie turns on his heels to look at me. "I can't believe you..." Tears instantly spring to my eyes. Robbie bows his head. He knows exactly what i'm talking about. "Who is she..." Angrily i wipe anyway the tears which manage to escape.
"Babe..." His voice whispers and tears build in his eyes. Why is he upset?! He's the one who's been having the affair!
"Don't babe me!! Who is she Robbie???"
"She... she doesn't....mean anything..." It feels like i've been shot. Right in my heart. It's true. He's been having an affair behind my back.
"Oh.....oh god...." My hands cradle my head as the tears come flooding out. Robbie walks towards me trying to comfort me. "Don't fucking well touch me Robbie!!" Forcefully i push him away. If he brings me into his arms he knows i'll break down to him. "Get out..."
"But Yaz... please let me explain!"
"I SAID GET OUT!" Not noticing the phone charger wire hanging in front of me my foot gets caught in it causing me to fall to the floor. "ARRGHH!" I call out instantly gripping my stomach feeling a pain shoot throughout my entire body. It feels like i've been stabbed.
"Oh shit Yaz!" Robbie falls to his knees.
My eyes begin to feel heavier from the pain. "T....T...The...b...bab...baby... ri...ring....the...b...b..boys..."
Friday, 18 October 2013
Chapter 15
Gary's POV
"What's that suppose to mean?" Flexing my fists which hang either side of me. I'm not a fighter, but when it comes to my family i'll do anything to defend and protect them. Robbie laughs in my face drowning me in the strong smell of alcohol on his breath.
"You? A Dad? God what is this world coming to?! All you do is sleep around with women who are in relationships." He slurs laughing louder. Anger takes over my body causing me to take two fist fulls of Robbie's shirt forcefully pushing him against the wall.
"Are you going to say that again??"
Mark flies out of his chair sitting Eleanor onto the bed before taking me by the waist. Causing me to release my grip on Robbie. "Gaz! Come on don't not here. He's clearly drunk, please leave it."
"You've been drinking?!" Yasmin's voice becomes more high pitched due from the shock and surprise over him drinking, after being sober for so long. Robbie can barely stand up using the wall as support.
"Absolutely appalling! You're in a hospital! Look at your daughter! Look at her!! What the hell will she think? You're suppose to be her role model!" He turns my stomach acting like this just shows that he doesn't deserve this beautiful family he's been gifted with.
"Come on. We're leaving right now!" Yasmin clambers to her feet pointing her finger in Robbie's direction like he's behaving like a naughty child... well he has the same attitude as one. I've never seen Yasmin like this before she's always showed her soft side, but Robbie needs to be told. He's going to lose everything otherwise!
"Yaz... do you want me and Gaz to take Eleanor home with us?" Mark lifts the small child back into his arms again. Eleanor coos a little squeezing Mark's cheek. Such a heartwarming thing to see. "I think the two of you need to do some talking..."
"R...really? Are you sure?"
"Yeah... we don't mind do we Gaz? Will give us some practise." He grins at me stroking Eleanor's curls as she continues to smile back at him.
"N...no problem... as long as you want Yaz." Giving her a friendly smile i reach for mine and Mark's coats from the chair beside the bed. Yasmin gives Eleanor a big kiss and cuddle before yanking Robbie's hand from his pocket.
"I can't thank you both enough. If there's any problems just give me a call and i'll be straight there."
"We will." Mark rests his head against my chest a little.
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"B....b...booo...G...Gar...." Someone squeezing my lips and cheeks cause me to wake up. Peering through my half open eye lids i come face to face with a grinning Eleanor. Her rosy cheeks shine when she sees i'm awake. "Yeeeyyy!" She bounces on the bed crawling onto my chest.
"ello petal..." Rubbing my eyes a little i sit up seeing the space next to me is empty. Where's Mark gone? "Shall we go and find Markie? Maybe he has some sweeties for you." With excitement she claps her hands together. This feels great having Eleanor staying over... Mark's right the practise will be good. Tenderly i carry Eleanor downstairs where i can hear faint humming sounding from the kitchen. The door is a touch open enough for me to see a figure near the sink. Quietly i tip toe into the kitchen to find Mark pouring milk into a bowl. He still hasn't noticed me entering the kitchen, whilst his back continues to face me i quickly place Eleanor in front of the table. Mischievously i creep up behind Mark wrapping my arms tightly around his waist.
"AAAHHH!" He jumps a couple of centimetres into the air. I can almost hear the rapid increase of his heart beat bouncing against his chest like a drum. "Jesus, Gary!" Comforting him a little i plant a few kisses against his neck and jaw line bringing his heart rate back down gradually. "Mmm...twat..." He whispers quietly inaudible to Eleanor's delicate ears.
"Morning my lover..." I whisper stroking my hand up the front of his t shirt brushing my finger tips against his slim torso.
"Breakfast is ready." Playfully he nibbles my arm whilst lifting two bowls up from the work surface. In each is a dried up square thing and a drop of milk... if that. Curling my lips a little i look at Eleanor who has the same placed in front of her we both look at one another pulling the same facial expression. "Don't look like that... it's healthy... nothing beats a weetabix in the morning!"
"Er...thanks...babe.... we was expecting a fry up wasn't we Miss Williams?" I chuckle crushing the weetabix with the side of my spoon.
Mark rolls his eyes cheekily drinking his fresh orange juice. "We need to get fit for when our little one is born... he or she doesn't want two over weight Daddies chasing them around the park."
"Hmm... suppose you're right..." Speaking with a mouthful of Weetabix almost sounding like some sort of hungry farm animal. "Ay...speaking of the park, how's about the three of us go after breakfast? Will be a nice day out. Eleanor can feed the ducks and we can chat for a bit...fresh air will do us all good."
"Sounds great... think Yasmin would mind us taking her out? I mean it is mid October we don't want to get the little one unwell for Christmas." Mark already sounds like a concerned father. Feeling warm inside i caress the top of his hand whilst swallowing my mouthful.
"We'll make sure she's wrapped up well... she has a cardigan and coat... oh and i spotted some little beige uggs in her case too."
"It's a date then."
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Once we reach the park we find a bench in front of the duck pond where me and Mark settle on. Eleanor sits a couple inches away from the pond scattering a few fist fulls of duck corn into the pond. The frosty air swirls around the golden leaves which have fallen to the ground under our feet. Resting his head against my arm Mark closes his eyes for a brief moment releasing a quiet sigh.
"Everything ok, handsome?" I ask sounding a little concerned over his sigh. He tucks his hands into his black thermal coat pockets.
"More than ever...for the first time...things are going right..." He nuzzles his face against my chest making contact with the warmth.
"I hear you babe..." Inhaling his scent through his hair i feel relaxed until my eyes glance up to the opposite direction. Facing us a good few inches away sits an elderly woman and a gentleman in his mid forties staring at us in disgust. "I....I think we're being watched." Mumbling into Mark's hair i peer out the corner of my eye at them catching part of their conversation.
"Would you look at that! They're everywhere it's disgusting and in a public park! Even in front of that poor kiddie! Gosh she'll be traumatised!" Turning her nose up at us she speaks a little louder whilst continuing to watch our every movement.
"Couldn't agree more. It's just....just...wrong." The pair of them carry on their little chit chat about us. Mark instantly lifts his head over hearing their conversation too.
"Gotta problem?" He asks raising his eyebrow leaving his head rested against my upper arm. The woman looks at each of us fixing her glasses.
"Can you not do that in a public park please, and especially not in front of your daughter." Feeling smug with herself she makes a sarcastic joke to the male beside her. "Don't fancy bringing back my breakfast this morning... i paid full price for it!" Both of them snigger.
"So it's illegal for me to lay against my boyfriend is it now? And our daughter has been raised correctly. We are proud parents who don't lock her away from the real world... unlike the snobby kind of people." Mark copies the elderly lady by turning his nose up and flicking his hair a little. Giggling a little at his actions i squeeze his waist focusing on Eleanor who watches the ducks peck at the corn in the muddy water. "What would happen to us if we kissed? Hung? Shot? Electrocuted?"
"I say... you need to be taught some manners. You type are all the same... all mouth." She reaches for her walking stick which leans around the wooden bench.
"Being all mouth is a good thing for 'our type'." Mark quietly jokes to me. Before the pair of them get away Mark sits up facing me just inches away from my face. "How about this??" Forcefully he pushes his lips onto mine giving me a breath taking kiss.
"Disgusting! Urgh!" She frowns before staggering away shortly with the middle aged man following her. Panting a little for my breath back i release a loud giggle patting Mark's knee a little. "Wow..."
"Wow indeed Mr Barlow... no one speaks like that to us..." He plants a quick kiss onto my parted lips again. Eleanor walks back to us holding her empty duck corn bag with a slight pout forming on her lips. "Aww... did you run out sweetie?" Mark pulls her onto his lap tucking the loose strand of hair back around her ear.
"Apparently this is our daughter?" Nudging Mark a little i joke stroking Eleanor's hand sighing happily.
"For today." The sound of my phone buzzing interrupts the conversation. "Bet that's Mummy." Carefully i slide my phone out of my jean's pocket pulling off one of my gloves with my teeth allowing me to use the touch screen. (1) new message - Yaz.
"Aye." I click open the message before quickly scanning it. Just letting you know that i'm going to confront him... i can't take this anymore... i'm going to do it in the next couple of days... what happens happens... as long as i have my little girl that's all i need... thank you again... Yaz x. Sucking in a deep breath of the icy air i feel a little bad for her feeling my heart sink.
"Well?"
"She's... she's going to confront Rob... about the affair." Biting my lip a little i sigh resting my head against Mark's shoulder.
"Oh god..."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Flexing my fists which hang either side of me. I'm not a fighter, but when it comes to my family i'll do anything to defend and protect them. Robbie laughs in my face drowning me in the strong smell of alcohol on his breath.
"You? A Dad? God what is this world coming to?! All you do is sleep around with women who are in relationships." He slurs laughing louder. Anger takes over my body causing me to take two fist fulls of Robbie's shirt forcefully pushing him against the wall.
"Are you going to say that again??"
Mark flies out of his chair sitting Eleanor onto the bed before taking me by the waist. Causing me to release my grip on Robbie. "Gaz! Come on don't not here. He's clearly drunk, please leave it."
"You've been drinking?!" Yasmin's voice becomes more high pitched due from the shock and surprise over him drinking, after being sober for so long. Robbie can barely stand up using the wall as support.
"Absolutely appalling! You're in a hospital! Look at your daughter! Look at her!! What the hell will she think? You're suppose to be her role model!" He turns my stomach acting like this just shows that he doesn't deserve this beautiful family he's been gifted with.
"Come on. We're leaving right now!" Yasmin clambers to her feet pointing her finger in Robbie's direction like he's behaving like a naughty child... well he has the same attitude as one. I've never seen Yasmin like this before she's always showed her soft side, but Robbie needs to be told. He's going to lose everything otherwise!
"Yaz... do you want me and Gaz to take Eleanor home with us?" Mark lifts the small child back into his arms again. Eleanor coos a little squeezing Mark's cheek. Such a heartwarming thing to see. "I think the two of you need to do some talking..."
"R...really? Are you sure?"
"Yeah... we don't mind do we Gaz? Will give us some practise." He grins at me stroking Eleanor's curls as she continues to smile back at him.
"N...no problem... as long as you want Yaz." Giving her a friendly smile i reach for mine and Mark's coats from the chair beside the bed. Yasmin gives Eleanor a big kiss and cuddle before yanking Robbie's hand from his pocket.
"I can't thank you both enough. If there's any problems just give me a call and i'll be straight there."
"We will." Mark rests his head against my chest a little.
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"B....b...booo...G...Gar...." Someone squeezing my lips and cheeks cause me to wake up. Peering through my half open eye lids i come face to face with a grinning Eleanor. Her rosy cheeks shine when she sees i'm awake. "Yeeeyyy!" She bounces on the bed crawling onto my chest.
"ello petal..." Rubbing my eyes a little i sit up seeing the space next to me is empty. Where's Mark gone? "Shall we go and find Markie? Maybe he has some sweeties for you." With excitement she claps her hands together. This feels great having Eleanor staying over... Mark's right the practise will be good. Tenderly i carry Eleanor downstairs where i can hear faint humming sounding from the kitchen. The door is a touch open enough for me to see a figure near the sink. Quietly i tip toe into the kitchen to find Mark pouring milk into a bowl. He still hasn't noticed me entering the kitchen, whilst his back continues to face me i quickly place Eleanor in front of the table. Mischievously i creep up behind Mark wrapping my arms tightly around his waist.
"AAAHHH!" He jumps a couple of centimetres into the air. I can almost hear the rapid increase of his heart beat bouncing against his chest like a drum. "Jesus, Gary!" Comforting him a little i plant a few kisses against his neck and jaw line bringing his heart rate back down gradually. "Mmm...twat..." He whispers quietly inaudible to Eleanor's delicate ears.
"Morning my lover..." I whisper stroking my hand up the front of his t shirt brushing my finger tips against his slim torso.
"Breakfast is ready." Playfully he nibbles my arm whilst lifting two bowls up from the work surface. In each is a dried up square thing and a drop of milk... if that. Curling my lips a little i look at Eleanor who has the same placed in front of her we both look at one another pulling the same facial expression. "Don't look like that... it's healthy... nothing beats a weetabix in the morning!"
"Er...thanks...babe.... we was expecting a fry up wasn't we Miss Williams?" I chuckle crushing the weetabix with the side of my spoon.
Mark rolls his eyes cheekily drinking his fresh orange juice. "We need to get fit for when our little one is born... he or she doesn't want two over weight Daddies chasing them around the park."
"Hmm... suppose you're right..." Speaking with a mouthful of Weetabix almost sounding like some sort of hungry farm animal. "Ay...speaking of the park, how's about the three of us go after breakfast? Will be a nice day out. Eleanor can feed the ducks and we can chat for a bit...fresh air will do us all good."
"Sounds great... think Yasmin would mind us taking her out? I mean it is mid October we don't want to get the little one unwell for Christmas." Mark already sounds like a concerned father. Feeling warm inside i caress the top of his hand whilst swallowing my mouthful.
"We'll make sure she's wrapped up well... she has a cardigan and coat... oh and i spotted some little beige uggs in her case too."
"It's a date then."
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Once we reach the park we find a bench in front of the duck pond where me and Mark settle on. Eleanor sits a couple inches away from the pond scattering a few fist fulls of duck corn into the pond. The frosty air swirls around the golden leaves which have fallen to the ground under our feet. Resting his head against my arm Mark closes his eyes for a brief moment releasing a quiet sigh.
"Everything ok, handsome?" I ask sounding a little concerned over his sigh. He tucks his hands into his black thermal coat pockets.
"More than ever...for the first time...things are going right..." He nuzzles his face against my chest making contact with the warmth.
"I hear you babe..." Inhaling his scent through his hair i feel relaxed until my eyes glance up to the opposite direction. Facing us a good few inches away sits an elderly woman and a gentleman in his mid forties staring at us in disgust. "I....I think we're being watched." Mumbling into Mark's hair i peer out the corner of my eye at them catching part of their conversation.
"Would you look at that! They're everywhere it's disgusting and in a public park! Even in front of that poor kiddie! Gosh she'll be traumatised!" Turning her nose up at us she speaks a little louder whilst continuing to watch our every movement.
"Couldn't agree more. It's just....just...wrong." The pair of them carry on their little chit chat about us. Mark instantly lifts his head over hearing their conversation too.
"Gotta problem?" He asks raising his eyebrow leaving his head rested against my upper arm. The woman looks at each of us fixing her glasses.
"Can you not do that in a public park please, and especially not in front of your daughter." Feeling smug with herself she makes a sarcastic joke to the male beside her. "Don't fancy bringing back my breakfast this morning... i paid full price for it!" Both of them snigger.
"So it's illegal for me to lay against my boyfriend is it now? And our daughter has been raised correctly. We are proud parents who don't lock her away from the real world... unlike the snobby kind of people." Mark copies the elderly lady by turning his nose up and flicking his hair a little. Giggling a little at his actions i squeeze his waist focusing on Eleanor who watches the ducks peck at the corn in the muddy water. "What would happen to us if we kissed? Hung? Shot? Electrocuted?"
"I say... you need to be taught some manners. You type are all the same... all mouth." She reaches for her walking stick which leans around the wooden bench.
"Being all mouth is a good thing for 'our type'." Mark quietly jokes to me. Before the pair of them get away Mark sits up facing me just inches away from my face. "How about this??" Forcefully he pushes his lips onto mine giving me a breath taking kiss.
"Disgusting! Urgh!" She frowns before staggering away shortly with the middle aged man following her. Panting a little for my breath back i release a loud giggle patting Mark's knee a little. "Wow..."
"Wow indeed Mr Barlow... no one speaks like that to us..." He plants a quick kiss onto my parted lips again. Eleanor walks back to us holding her empty duck corn bag with a slight pout forming on her lips. "Aww... did you run out sweetie?" Mark pulls her onto his lap tucking the loose strand of hair back around her ear.
"Apparently this is our daughter?" Nudging Mark a little i joke stroking Eleanor's hand sighing happily.
"For today." The sound of my phone buzzing interrupts the conversation. "Bet that's Mummy." Carefully i slide my phone out of my jean's pocket pulling off one of my gloves with my teeth allowing me to use the touch screen. (1) new message - Yaz.
"Aye." I click open the message before quickly scanning it. Just letting you know that i'm going to confront him... i can't take this anymore... i'm going to do it in the next couple of days... what happens happens... as long as i have my little girl that's all i need... thank you again... Yaz x. Sucking in a deep breath of the icy air i feel a little bad for her feeling my heart sink.
"Well?"
"She's... she's going to confront Rob... about the affair." Biting my lip a little i sigh resting my head against Mark's shoulder.
"Oh god..."
Thursday, 17 October 2013
Chapter 14
Gary's POV
I grab a t shirt and pair of shorts before going downstairs. Yasmin is sat at the table with Eleanor her head bowed away from me a little Eleanor makes soft cooing noises to her Mum. "Morning." Painting on a smile i walk straight to the coffee maker. Right now i fancy something a lot stronger than a coffee, but it's not ideal at 10:30 in the morning.
"Morning..." She mutters quietly, but audible. Whilst turning on the coffee maker i tilt my head over my right shoulder.
"Nervous for this evening?" I ask trying to make conversation. Clearly nerves isn't anything to do with the fact she's much quieter than usual.
"Erm...y..yeah a little...you?"
I pour myself a strong black coffee in my mug whilst pulling back a chair opposite Yasmin at the table. "Same, but excited at the same time..." I sip my coffee peering over the rim at her. "'ello princess." Grinning and making baby noises i smile at Eleanor. Instantly her faces lightens up and does one of those adorable baby giggles at me. "She's a cutie."
"T...Thank you... you'll make a great Dad, Gary... you both will." She brushes her hand against mine a little. Clearing my throat i place my mug onto the table looking her in the eyes. "He didn't mean it... i mean... it was a shock..." I release a giggle, but also trying to be serious. "I've just been...erm... over thinking these past few days..he's probably been sensing that and it's stressed him out a little."
"Is everything ok? I know it's none of my business... but you've been there for me... the least i could do is offer it back... and this morning... i just... didn't think..." A shade of red appears on her cheeks dropping her gaze from mine again.
"Don't worry about it honest.. easy mistake being somewhere different an all... well... the other day...erm the postman... he er...-" The sound of footsteps walking down the stairs stops the conversation.
"Gary?" Yasmin places her hand over mine with a confused look spreading over her face. Mark walks into the kitchen quickly i move my hand from under Yasmin's, but he already saw. Without saying a word he goes straight to the worktop to make himself a coffee.
"Morning babe." Wrapping my arms around his waist i rest my head against his shoulder. Nudging me away a little he continues making his coffee. "Mark?"
"Looks cosy in here." He mumbles under his breath pouring the hot water into his mug. Choosing to ignore what he said i sit back down downing my coffee.
"Excited for today?"
He nods a little. "Yeah... maybe we can start sorting our lives out after today... maybe move away or something."
Feeling surprised by his response i look at him. "Woah when was this discussed?!"
Sipping from his mug he slowly turns around to face me. "You need to go and get dressed. I'll drive." Yasmin doesn't say a word she just continues to watch Eleanor eat her breakfast.
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We arrive at the hospital a little later than expected. A car had a crash, so we was left waiting for an extra half an hour. Once we finally arrived we got straight into our appointment luckily they hadn't given our spot up! "Is Robbie coming down?" Mark asks whilst slumping into the chair beside the bed with Eleanor sat on his lap.
"Erm... i texted him... and he knows the times, but he didn't text back..." Yasmin sits on the bed trying to relax.
A short brown haired chubby lady walks into the room. "Evening Mrs Williams." She smiles picking up the notes from beside Yasmin's bed. "Mr Williams." She shakes my hand whilst reaching for a scan at the side of the room.
"Oh...er...i'm not...erm..."
"I see...many woman come in here with partners who aren't the child's father."
Yasmin looks at me trying not to smile even Mark releases a little giggle looking at my nervous face. "I'm not Yasmin's partner...i...erm... this is my partner... Yasmin's our surrogate." Nervously i reply. The nerves are really kicking in now... this is all real.
The lady smiles at each of us. "Ooooh that's right. Sorry about that." Carefully she lifts Yasmin's t- shirt up tucking it under her bra. Mark looks down a little bouncing Eleanor on his knee. A clear gel type substance is squirted onto Yasmin's stomach. "Right let's see if this has all planned out. If you are pregnant you'll only be a couple of weeks or so, so you might not see anything other than a tiny blob. She starts moving around Yasmin's stomach switching on the small tv screen next to her. Feeling incredibly nervous now my hand tightly grips to Mark's not taking my eyes away from the screen. "It's hard looking for something so small. It's not a usual thing at this age we do, but seeing as it's IVF it's better to check earlier." Using a pen she searches on the screen for anything which could represent a baby.
After about 20 minutes she's just about to give up. Mark sighs softly i can feel his disappointment in the room i know how much he wants to be a father, so do i. It feels like a led weight just fell to the bottom of my stomach. I'm gutted it hasn't worked. "Oh... here we go." The nurse smiles tapping the pen onto the top left of the screen. All of our heads shoot up to where the nurse is pointing. It's hard to see everything is just grey, but a very very tiny little light grey blob sits just under Yasmin's ribs.
"I...Is...that?" Asking with a shaky breath a few tears roll down my cheeks.
"Meet your Daddies..." Taking a few snapshots of area the nurse looks at us all. Wiping away my tears grinning hugely i look down at Mark who's face is almost dripping with tears.
"G..G...Gaz... that's....that's...our..." Breathing faster from his tears he can't get his words out instead he falls into my arms. Nuzzling my lips into his hair i plant a few kisses onto his head.
"Our baby....we're going to be parents Mark...It's official..." I whisper against his ear stroking his hair. Eleanor pouts a little seeing us crying she hands Mark a piece of her cookie causing us all to laugh.
"Well done boys..." Yasmin smiles congratulating us both whilst slowly sitting back up. The nurse takes the prints and goes to make us all some copies. Gently i let go of Mark walking to Yasmin's bed.
"We can't thank you enough! You've made our dreams come true." I sling my arms tightly around her giving her a big kiss on the forehead. "I could kiss you Yasmin Williams!"
"Excuse me?" A voice speaks behind me. My stomach flips recognising the voice causing my heart to almost bounce out of my chest. Slowly i let go of Yasmin peering over my shoulder. I knew exactly who it was. Robbie walks into the room.
"Someone going to fucking tell me or what?"
"R...Rob... you knew i was going to carry their baby... why are you acting like this?!" Yasmin mutters adjusting herself. Mark doesn't say a word he continues wiping away his tears.
"So.. it worked? It actually worked??" He sounds surprised. Did he not want it to work? Did he actually want her to fail at the IVF?! Anger builds at the pit of my stomach.
I grab a t shirt and pair of shorts before going downstairs. Yasmin is sat at the table with Eleanor her head bowed away from me a little Eleanor makes soft cooing noises to her Mum. "Morning." Painting on a smile i walk straight to the coffee maker. Right now i fancy something a lot stronger than a coffee, but it's not ideal at 10:30 in the morning.
"Morning..." She mutters quietly, but audible. Whilst turning on the coffee maker i tilt my head over my right shoulder.
"Nervous for this evening?" I ask trying to make conversation. Clearly nerves isn't anything to do with the fact she's much quieter than usual.
"Erm...y..yeah a little...you?"
I pour myself a strong black coffee in my mug whilst pulling back a chair opposite Yasmin at the table. "Same, but excited at the same time..." I sip my coffee peering over the rim at her. "'ello princess." Grinning and making baby noises i smile at Eleanor. Instantly her faces lightens up and does one of those adorable baby giggles at me. "She's a cutie."
"T...Thank you... you'll make a great Dad, Gary... you both will." She brushes her hand against mine a little. Clearing my throat i place my mug onto the table looking her in the eyes. "He didn't mean it... i mean... it was a shock..." I release a giggle, but also trying to be serious. "I've just been...erm... over thinking these past few days..he's probably been sensing that and it's stressed him out a little."
"Is everything ok? I know it's none of my business... but you've been there for me... the least i could do is offer it back... and this morning... i just... didn't think..." A shade of red appears on her cheeks dropping her gaze from mine again.
"Don't worry about it honest.. easy mistake being somewhere different an all... well... the other day...erm the postman... he er...-" The sound of footsteps walking down the stairs stops the conversation.
"Gary?" Yasmin places her hand over mine with a confused look spreading over her face. Mark walks into the kitchen quickly i move my hand from under Yasmin's, but he already saw. Without saying a word he goes straight to the worktop to make himself a coffee.
"Morning babe." Wrapping my arms around his waist i rest my head against his shoulder. Nudging me away a little he continues making his coffee. "Mark?"
"Looks cosy in here." He mumbles under his breath pouring the hot water into his mug. Choosing to ignore what he said i sit back down downing my coffee.
"Excited for today?"
He nods a little. "Yeah... maybe we can start sorting our lives out after today... maybe move away or something."
Feeling surprised by his response i look at him. "Woah when was this discussed?!"
Sipping from his mug he slowly turns around to face me. "You need to go and get dressed. I'll drive." Yasmin doesn't say a word she just continues to watch Eleanor eat her breakfast.
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We arrive at the hospital a little later than expected. A car had a crash, so we was left waiting for an extra half an hour. Once we finally arrived we got straight into our appointment luckily they hadn't given our spot up! "Is Robbie coming down?" Mark asks whilst slumping into the chair beside the bed with Eleanor sat on his lap.
"Erm... i texted him... and he knows the times, but he didn't text back..." Yasmin sits on the bed trying to relax.
A short brown haired chubby lady walks into the room. "Evening Mrs Williams." She smiles picking up the notes from beside Yasmin's bed. "Mr Williams." She shakes my hand whilst reaching for a scan at the side of the room.
"Oh...er...i'm not...erm..."
"I see...many woman come in here with partners who aren't the child's father."
Yasmin looks at me trying not to smile even Mark releases a little giggle looking at my nervous face. "I'm not Yasmin's partner...i...erm... this is my partner... Yasmin's our surrogate." Nervously i reply. The nerves are really kicking in now... this is all real.
The lady smiles at each of us. "Ooooh that's right. Sorry about that." Carefully she lifts Yasmin's t- shirt up tucking it under her bra. Mark looks down a little bouncing Eleanor on his knee. A clear gel type substance is squirted onto Yasmin's stomach. "Right let's see if this has all planned out. If you are pregnant you'll only be a couple of weeks or so, so you might not see anything other than a tiny blob. She starts moving around Yasmin's stomach switching on the small tv screen next to her. Feeling incredibly nervous now my hand tightly grips to Mark's not taking my eyes away from the screen. "It's hard looking for something so small. It's not a usual thing at this age we do, but seeing as it's IVF it's better to check earlier." Using a pen she searches on the screen for anything which could represent a baby.
After about 20 minutes she's just about to give up. Mark sighs softly i can feel his disappointment in the room i know how much he wants to be a father, so do i. It feels like a led weight just fell to the bottom of my stomach. I'm gutted it hasn't worked. "Oh... here we go." The nurse smiles tapping the pen onto the top left of the screen. All of our heads shoot up to where the nurse is pointing. It's hard to see everything is just grey, but a very very tiny little light grey blob sits just under Yasmin's ribs.
"I...Is...that?" Asking with a shaky breath a few tears roll down my cheeks.
"Meet your Daddies..." Taking a few snapshots of area the nurse looks at us all. Wiping away my tears grinning hugely i look down at Mark who's face is almost dripping with tears.
"G..G...Gaz... that's....that's...our..." Breathing faster from his tears he can't get his words out instead he falls into my arms. Nuzzling my lips into his hair i plant a few kisses onto his head.
"Our baby....we're going to be parents Mark...It's official..." I whisper against his ear stroking his hair. Eleanor pouts a little seeing us crying she hands Mark a piece of her cookie causing us all to laugh.
"Well done boys..." Yasmin smiles congratulating us both whilst slowly sitting back up. The nurse takes the prints and goes to make us all some copies. Gently i let go of Mark walking to Yasmin's bed.
"We can't thank you enough! You've made our dreams come true." I sling my arms tightly around her giving her a big kiss on the forehead. "I could kiss you Yasmin Williams!"
"Excuse me?" A voice speaks behind me. My stomach flips recognising the voice causing my heart to almost bounce out of my chest. Slowly i let go of Yasmin peering over my shoulder. I knew exactly who it was. Robbie walks into the room.
"Someone going to fucking tell me or what?"
"R...Rob... you knew i was going to carry their baby... why are you acting like this?!" Yasmin mutters adjusting herself. Mark doesn't say a word he continues wiping away his tears.
"So.. it worked? It actually worked??" He sounds surprised. Did he not want it to work? Did he actually want her to fail at the IVF?! Anger builds at the pit of my stomach.
Monday, 14 October 2013
Chapter 13
High heeled shoes sound on the laminate flooring in the hall way. "Gaz? Are you home?" My eyes widen at Mark whilst i remind still laid on the table completely naked.
"Shit... it's Yaz!" Quickly i grab my boxers from the kitchen floor covering up my still hardened self. Mark doesn't take his eyes off me he puts his onesie back on and sits at the table again. "Y..Yeah in here Yaz..." I join Mark at the table trying to act calm again. The kitchen door comes open my eyes look up to see Yasmin with Eleanor in his arms. Her eyes are slightly red and she forces out a smile.
"S...Sorry... am i interrupting?"
"Well actually-"
"No... we've just finished erm... breakfast." I cut Mark off glancing at him a little out the corner of my eye. Was he actually going to turn her away?
"Oh good...good...i was wondering... if i could talk to you Gaz...?" She swallows hard pressing her lips into Eleanor's soft brown fluffy hair.
Mark looks up from the table to Yasmin's direction. "What do you need to talk to him about?"
"Erm... j...just something about Robbie... it doesn't matter if not..."
Jeeez what's wrong with him?! "Of course it matters take a seat."
Mark shakes his head a little at me and stands up. "Want me to take Eleanor whilst you two talk? I'll show her around the studio or something."
"That'd be great thank you Mark." Yasmin hands Eleanor to Mark. Closing the door behind him Mark takes Eleanor upstairs whilst me and Yasmin are left alone in the kitchen.
"I'm sorry about him. I guess it's just one of those mornings." Softly i sigh. Please don't tell me he's getting those thoughts again otherwise what's the point of this relationship if he's not going to drop my past?
"Don't worry... it's fine honest..." Nervously she looks down towards her hands crossing them over. Somethings happened it's clear. "So... how are you and Mark?"
"We're erm.. great." Biting my tongue i try and clear my head from the thought of the letter. "What's happened Yaz?"
There's a pause of silence for about a minute. "I can't do it Gaz..."
My eyes widen a little. "Huh? W...What do you mean? The scan's tomorrow? What if you're pregnant?"
"No.. no... not the pregnancy... of course i'm doing that... i mean.. with Robbie... it's killing me knowing he's seeing someone behind my back... i just need need the truth." She buries her face into her hands softly sniffing.
Breathing a sigh of relief i place my hand onto her back. "Has he been disappearing again? Where is he now?"
She shrugs a little. "It's clear he doesn't want me... well not now...especially that i might be pregnant and it's not his...now he's gone... back to her... i can't do it Gary... i just can't..."
"Has he said that?"
A nod is the only reply i get, as she rests her head against my bare shoulder. "Ohh... Yaz... i'm sorry... stay here tonight... i mean we have a spare room big enough for you and Eleanor... you both need a break to clear your head."
"Oh Gary i don't want to come between you and Mark you two need time to yourselves."
"Ay don't worry i've got the rest of my life with Mark... he wont mind... besides we've got the appointment in a few hours what's the point of going home to come back again?" I give her a friendly hug before walking to the direction of the door to tell Mark about the plan.
"Gaz?" Turning on my heels i turn to face Yasmin again. "T...Thank you..." She smiles at me.
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It's the morning of the hospital appointment. Today we'll find out whether Yasmin will be officially carrying mine and Mark's baby. I've been staring at the ceiling for the past 15minutes collecting my thoughts about everything. Still trying to get my head around that bloody letter... i do believe Mark with what he says, but it's bugging me... i need answers... "Mmmm...." Mark stirs in his sleep nuzzling his cheek against my chest slightly. My eyes remind fixed on the ceiling over thinking the situation. "Mmm....morning... gorgeous..." Mark yawns flickering his eye lids a little peering up at me. At first i don't hear him being lost in my own world deafens me from the surroundings. "Gary?" Gently he pokes me in the ribs causing me to flinch.
"What??! Oh... s...sorry... morning..." Forcefully i smile down at his confused expression.
"Wow... someones a little tensed this morning... how long have you been awake for?" He asks rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Sorry... you just caught me off guard that's all... erm.. not long..."
A moan escapes his lips, as he stretches before wrapping his arms around my naked waist. "You could of woke me babe."
"Why? You looked so peaceful and relaxed i didn't want to wake you."
Pouting his lips slightly at me his hand brushes against my chest hair. "Maybe i wanted to help relieve your stress..." Cheekily he slides his tongue against my bare chest.
"Oh...e...erm..." Trying to focus on my speech i begin to stutter a little feeling his wet warm tongue make contact with my skin. "I'm...not...stressed...besides... we've got to get ready...the appointments in a couple of hours..."
"Don't lie... i've felt those bloody shoulders Barlow! It'll only take minute." He winks feeling proud adding the pun to get his own way. Not like i'm complaining.
He flashes his naked self by pulling back the duvet causing my heart rate to increase when he sits on my lower stomach. Using just a finger he pulls down my briefs revealing my hardened self. "Oooh...Mark..." I push my head back in the pillows taking a tight grip of his hips whilst he rummages through the drawer. Anxiously he opens the silver packet almost like his life depends on this moment. A cold feeling strokes down exposed self as Mark secures the condom onto me. "Mmmmm..yes..." Loudly i groan feeling Mark position himself onto me. Very slowly i enter him, as i sink deep into him.
"Yes...Gaz... get rid of that stress..." Our lips collide whilst i begin to buck my hips. "That's it.... mmmm...." Pushing his hands against my chest he starts to form a rhythm of movements on me driving both of us insane.
Sweat begins to form on my forehead as we both increase our movements on one another. "Arrghhh..." Arching my back i get closer to my limit. "M...Mark..I...I..."
Unexpectedly the bedroom door comes flying open stopping me and Mark in our actions."Gary can i-...er..." Yasmin stands at the door way looking at me and Mark. My mouth drops a little whilst she just looks at us both.
"Well? Get out! Go on! For fuck sake." Angrily Mark replies still on top of me.
"S...Sorry..." Quickly Yasmin leaves the room shutting the door behind her. I've never been so embarrassed in my life. It felt like my wife just came home catching me in bed with someone else. Feeling annoyed Mark gets off me and reaches for his clothes.
"Oh my god...." I mutter sitting up wrapping my dressing gown around my naked body.
"No fucking privacy in our own house! Did you see her? Just standing there catching flies. What are we a freak show or something?" Mark continues getting dressed bumping around a little.
"Alright babe... she didn't know... it's ok... calm down."
"Calm down?! What do you mean calm down?? She just walked in whilst we were having sex! Who does that? Why didn't she bother knocking? Jeez i thought she was going to join in!" I can't help but giggle when he says that. "Don't laugh at me Gary! I'm pissed off, but then again you probably would want her to join in."
"Oi enough of that now. Mark we're suppose to be seeing if we're parents today. Come on just drop it, and stop talking out of your arse."
"I'm not it's probably true wouldn't surprise me now she's living here next she'll be in this bloody bed! You know i don't like her and now i can't even have sex with you? Sod that." He walks to the direction of the bedroom door.
"Is that what you think of me then? I invite women round and sleep with them? You're unbelievable sometimes."
"No... sorry... i'm just... i'm sorry ok? I didn't mean it." He sighs opening the door partly dressed.
"Where are you going?"
"For a shower... we need to get ready for later..." Faintly he smiles at me.
Pulling back the duvet i get out of bed walking to him. "I'll join you? We can finish off what we started?"
"N...no...it's fine... i wont be long... don't want to be interrupted again..." Mark walks to the bathroom locking the door.
"Mark come on..." Great. We're suppose to find out if we're having a baby today and the arguments have already started. Please let it be good news.
"Shit... it's Yaz!" Quickly i grab my boxers from the kitchen floor covering up my still hardened self. Mark doesn't take his eyes off me he puts his onesie back on and sits at the table again. "Y..Yeah in here Yaz..." I join Mark at the table trying to act calm again. The kitchen door comes open my eyes look up to see Yasmin with Eleanor in his arms. Her eyes are slightly red and she forces out a smile.
"S...Sorry... am i interrupting?"
"Well actually-"
"No... we've just finished erm... breakfast." I cut Mark off glancing at him a little out the corner of my eye. Was he actually going to turn her away?
"Oh good...good...i was wondering... if i could talk to you Gaz...?" She swallows hard pressing her lips into Eleanor's soft brown fluffy hair.
Mark looks up from the table to Yasmin's direction. "What do you need to talk to him about?"
"Erm... j...just something about Robbie... it doesn't matter if not..."
Jeeez what's wrong with him?! "Of course it matters take a seat."
Mark shakes his head a little at me and stands up. "Want me to take Eleanor whilst you two talk? I'll show her around the studio or something."
"That'd be great thank you Mark." Yasmin hands Eleanor to Mark. Closing the door behind him Mark takes Eleanor upstairs whilst me and Yasmin are left alone in the kitchen.
"I'm sorry about him. I guess it's just one of those mornings." Softly i sigh. Please don't tell me he's getting those thoughts again otherwise what's the point of this relationship if he's not going to drop my past?
"Don't worry... it's fine honest..." Nervously she looks down towards her hands crossing them over. Somethings happened it's clear. "So... how are you and Mark?"
"We're erm.. great." Biting my tongue i try and clear my head from the thought of the letter. "What's happened Yaz?"
There's a pause of silence for about a minute. "I can't do it Gaz..."
My eyes widen a little. "Huh? W...What do you mean? The scan's tomorrow? What if you're pregnant?"
"No.. no... not the pregnancy... of course i'm doing that... i mean.. with Robbie... it's killing me knowing he's seeing someone behind my back... i just need need the truth." She buries her face into her hands softly sniffing.
Breathing a sigh of relief i place my hand onto her back. "Has he been disappearing again? Where is he now?"
She shrugs a little. "It's clear he doesn't want me... well not now...especially that i might be pregnant and it's not his...now he's gone... back to her... i can't do it Gary... i just can't..."
"Has he said that?"
A nod is the only reply i get, as she rests her head against my bare shoulder. "Ohh... Yaz... i'm sorry... stay here tonight... i mean we have a spare room big enough for you and Eleanor... you both need a break to clear your head."
"Oh Gary i don't want to come between you and Mark you two need time to yourselves."
"Ay don't worry i've got the rest of my life with Mark... he wont mind... besides we've got the appointment in a few hours what's the point of going home to come back again?" I give her a friendly hug before walking to the direction of the door to tell Mark about the plan.
"Gaz?" Turning on my heels i turn to face Yasmin again. "T...Thank you..." She smiles at me.
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It's the morning of the hospital appointment. Today we'll find out whether Yasmin will be officially carrying mine and Mark's baby. I've been staring at the ceiling for the past 15minutes collecting my thoughts about everything. Still trying to get my head around that bloody letter... i do believe Mark with what he says, but it's bugging me... i need answers... "Mmmm...." Mark stirs in his sleep nuzzling his cheek against my chest slightly. My eyes remind fixed on the ceiling over thinking the situation. "Mmm....morning... gorgeous..." Mark yawns flickering his eye lids a little peering up at me. At first i don't hear him being lost in my own world deafens me from the surroundings. "Gary?" Gently he pokes me in the ribs causing me to flinch.
"What??! Oh... s...sorry... morning..." Forcefully i smile down at his confused expression.
"Wow... someones a little tensed this morning... how long have you been awake for?" He asks rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Sorry... you just caught me off guard that's all... erm.. not long..."
A moan escapes his lips, as he stretches before wrapping his arms around my naked waist. "You could of woke me babe."
"Why? You looked so peaceful and relaxed i didn't want to wake you."
Pouting his lips slightly at me his hand brushes against my chest hair. "Maybe i wanted to help relieve your stress..." Cheekily he slides his tongue against my bare chest.
"Oh...e...erm..." Trying to focus on my speech i begin to stutter a little feeling his wet warm tongue make contact with my skin. "I'm...not...stressed...besides... we've got to get ready...the appointments in a couple of hours..."
"Don't lie... i've felt those bloody shoulders Barlow! It'll only take minute." He winks feeling proud adding the pun to get his own way. Not like i'm complaining.
He flashes his naked self by pulling back the duvet causing my heart rate to increase when he sits on my lower stomach. Using just a finger he pulls down my briefs revealing my hardened self. "Oooh...Mark..." I push my head back in the pillows taking a tight grip of his hips whilst he rummages through the drawer. Anxiously he opens the silver packet almost like his life depends on this moment. A cold feeling strokes down exposed self as Mark secures the condom onto me. "Mmmmm..yes..." Loudly i groan feeling Mark position himself onto me. Very slowly i enter him, as i sink deep into him.
"Yes...Gaz... get rid of that stress..." Our lips collide whilst i begin to buck my hips. "That's it.... mmmm...." Pushing his hands against my chest he starts to form a rhythm of movements on me driving both of us insane.
Sweat begins to form on my forehead as we both increase our movements on one another. "Arrghhh..." Arching my back i get closer to my limit. "M...Mark..I...I..."
Unexpectedly the bedroom door comes flying open stopping me and Mark in our actions."Gary can i-...er..." Yasmin stands at the door way looking at me and Mark. My mouth drops a little whilst she just looks at us both.
"Well? Get out! Go on! For fuck sake." Angrily Mark replies still on top of me.
"S...Sorry..." Quickly Yasmin leaves the room shutting the door behind her. I've never been so embarrassed in my life. It felt like my wife just came home catching me in bed with someone else. Feeling annoyed Mark gets off me and reaches for his clothes.
"Oh my god...." I mutter sitting up wrapping my dressing gown around my naked body.
"No fucking privacy in our own house! Did you see her? Just standing there catching flies. What are we a freak show or something?" Mark continues getting dressed bumping around a little.
"Alright babe... she didn't know... it's ok... calm down."
"Calm down?! What do you mean calm down?? She just walked in whilst we were having sex! Who does that? Why didn't she bother knocking? Jeez i thought she was going to join in!" I can't help but giggle when he says that. "Don't laugh at me Gary! I'm pissed off, but then again you probably would want her to join in."
"Oi enough of that now. Mark we're suppose to be seeing if we're parents today. Come on just drop it, and stop talking out of your arse."
"I'm not it's probably true wouldn't surprise me now she's living here next she'll be in this bloody bed! You know i don't like her and now i can't even have sex with you? Sod that." He walks to the direction of the bedroom door.
"Is that what you think of me then? I invite women round and sleep with them? You're unbelievable sometimes."
"No... sorry... i'm just... i'm sorry ok? I didn't mean it." He sighs opening the door partly dressed.
"Where are you going?"
"For a shower... we need to get ready for later..." Faintly he smiles at me.
Pulling back the duvet i get out of bed walking to him. "I'll join you? We can finish off what we started?"
"N...no...it's fine... i wont be long... don't want to be interrupted again..." Mark walks to the bathroom locking the door.
"Mark come on..." Great. We're suppose to find out if we're having a baby today and the arguments have already started. Please let it be good news.
Saturday, 5 October 2013
Chapter 12
Gary's POV
We finish our breakfast a little quieter than usual. "Gaz? Are you ok?" Mark asks a little worried whilst wiping his mouth on his napkin. Reading the letter has completely thrown me off guard. What did they mean with Mark's secrets? "Gary?" He touches the top of my hand getting my attention.
"Huh?" I look up to the other man's ageless face. Softly he sighs and picks up the empty plates placing them into the sink.
"That letter ay? Guess some people don't like to see us happy." He swallows hard whilst washing the dirty plates.
"Why would they say it though... why you? I'm the one who's had the affair in the past surly they'd hit out at me again?"
Mark shakes his head a little. "They'll hit out at me to break my image wont they? Making out i'm doing god knows what behind your back.... so we break up and the paps get their huge pay checks for ruining our lives... well mainly mine... you'll just be glad to get shut of me." His voice becomes shaky almost like he's about to burst into tears.
"Mark that is not true!...I just don't understand... you would tell me everything.. right?" Slowly i stand up so i'm now standing behind him. Not saying a word he stops washing the plates and turns around to face me. Sadly he looks at me his eyes a little red underneath from a few tears which have manged to escape.
"You think that? You really think i would hide anything from you? You're the man i've loved for years, but never wanted to ruin our friendship do you really think i'd go and do something stupid to loose you? I've been standing in the shadows waiting for the right moment... this hurts that you don't believe me..." He wipes his eyes bowing his head a little.
Gently i place a single finger under his chin so i can look him in the eyes. "Of course i believe you Mark... i'm just confused... i'm sorry... i know you would tell me if anything was wrong... i just wish people would leave us alone... guess it's part of the job...forgive me?" Asking with pleading eyes. There's nothing more i hate than seeing my loved ones upset.
For a few seconds he just stands there thinking. Gently he nods his head. "Sorry...it's not your fault..."
"Ssshh... i love you Mark... more than anyone in this entire world... and believe that because it's the truth..ok?" Using my thumb i wipe away his tears.
"Ok... i believe you... love you too..." Softly he smiles.
"Hug?" I stretch my arms into his direction hoping he'll accept. Taking a few steps closer he surrenders wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. "Mmm.. that's better." Resting my chin onto his shoulder i inhale his sweet scent. "Feeling better?"
"Hmm...yeah..." He replies with a less convincing tone. Maybe he needs cheering up. I miss that big cheesy grin of his which he shines me with every 3 seconds.
"Wanna bake some cakes with me?"
Slowly he pulls away a little from the hug to look at my face looking a little confused. "Cakes?"
"Yeah... i know how much you enjoy baking... it'll be fun." Gently i stroke his cheek with the back of my hand.
"Ok!" He smiles bigger than better. "I might change into something a little more comfy if we're going to be staying in today?"
"Go ahead babe. I'll get the ingredients out."
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Has Mark disappeared or something? He's been gone over 10 minutes. Standing on my tip toes i grab a few bowls from out of the cupboard along with some ingredients. A nice big chocolate cake will be lovely! Trying to reach the top shelf of the cupboard for the cooking chocolate it's not use it's too high. "Roaaar..." Someone grabs me causing me to almost jump out of my skin.
"AHHH!" Quickly i turn around to find Mark grinning in an orange suit. "Fucking hell Mark!" I take a deep breathe. "You daft sod... what are you wearing??"
Mark giggles and puts the hood of his suit on his head. "It's my tiger onesie! You like?" It's like a huge baby suit miles too big for him, but he looks adorable. Even the hood has tiger ears and a tail in the back.
"N'arwww... cutie." I kiss the end of his nose squeezing him. Mark jumps up onto the worktop swinging his legs a little. "Lets get started then." Reaching for the flour along with the sugar, butter, eggs and vanilla flavouring i mix them together. Mark breaks up the cooking chocolate and adds pieces in whilst i use the whisk.
"I wanna go!" Mark bounces on the worktop like a child. I hand him the whisk as he continues to sit on the worktop.
"Now. Don't get it all-" Too late. The mixture flies out of the bowl sticking to the side of my face and arms. "MARK!"
He bursts into fits of laughter. "Sorry Gaz!" Lifting a finger to my face a wipes a splodge of brown mixture from my cheek and places his finger into his mouth. "Mmmm... tastes good."
"I'm covered! I knew this would happen... urgh it's all sticky." Quickly i reach for the tea towel, but Mark manages to bat my hand away.
"I'll clean you up..." Licking his lips a little he pulls me closer to him. His tongue makes contact with my cheek, as he starts to remove the cake mixture from my face. A giggle escapes my mouth feeling his tongue tickle me slightly. Sneakily whilst Mark continues to clean me i reach for the spoon in the bowl before spreading a large amount of chocolate mixture onto his face.
"Right that does it Barlow!" Mark grabs the whip cream can from the cupboard. Quickly i try to run away suppressing a little scream when he pins me against the wall and begins to squirt me.
"Mark! Mark stop it!" Laughing loudly i try to defend my face with my hands.
"It's not the first time you've had white all over your body." Cheekily Mark laughs scooping some cream from my face. "You don't taste bad..."
"Is that right Mr Owen..." Wrapping my arms tightly around him pulling Mark closer to me so i can get a taste of him. Biting his cheek a little i remove the chocolate from his cheek. "Yum...you know... your onesies looking a little sticky...maybe you should take it off?"
"Take if off?"
Reply with just a nod i continue to stare at his chocolate covered face. Twitching his eyebrows a little he steps back and unzips the onesie before stepping out of it revealing his naked body. "You're naked under there??!" I choke looking at his natural toned body standing in front of me.
"Since when do tiger's wear clothes?....Roar..." His hands snake up my shirt playing with the buttons.
"Y...you've...got...a point..." I swallow hard feeling him forcefully rip my shirt from my skin. Leaving me shirtless pushed up against the wall.
"I'm feeling pretty hungry now... and i rather enjoy the taste... lets see if you taste even better in your certain places..." Taking my hand he walks me over to the empty kitchen table. "Lay down." Obeying his instructions i do as i'm told gently resting my back onto the table staring at the ceiling.
Within a few seconds Mark appears with a few supplies. He starts by covering my chest in whip cream then spreading on some chocolate sauce onto my torso. "Mmmm..." A soft moan leaves my lips feeling the cold sauce make contact with my burning skin. Finally he finishes his 'master piece' off with icing. Writing a partly neat message on the bottom of my stomach. Slightly i lift my head glancing my eyes over at his message once he's finished. 'Mark was here...x' Skillfully with the icing pipe still in his hand using his free one he pulls my boxer shorts to my ankles. Both of us in the kitchen now naked....together. Who could think of anything better? Again using the pipe he writes a final message this time it's close to my slightly hardened length. 'Property of M.O' Something tells me Mark's going to enjoy this dessert... Not taking his eyes from mine he slowly sinks to his knees. Knowing exactly what he's about to do i lay my head backwards moaning already. Feeling Mark's sweating palm take hold of my length causes me to harden even more, as he begins to work his fist around me. "Oooh... fuck..." I mutter squeezing my eyes shut.
Reaching for the half empty can of whip cream he squirts it over the bottom half of my body increasing the speed of his fist. "M...Mark..." My legs begin to tremble feeling close already. Loosening his grip on me a little he parts his lips allowing me to explore his mouth taking me whole. He starts sucking off the cream causing me to loudly groan in pleasure feeling myself touch the back of his throat. "Oh...god... i..." Biting my lip harder as i feel Mark rapidly increase his mouth on me teasingly biting and sucking here and there. Enough to drive anyone crazy. Unexpectedly the sound of the front door opening interrupts us. Both of our eyes dart over to the closed kitchen door. Oh shit.
We finish our breakfast a little quieter than usual. "Gaz? Are you ok?" Mark asks a little worried whilst wiping his mouth on his napkin. Reading the letter has completely thrown me off guard. What did they mean with Mark's secrets? "Gary?" He touches the top of my hand getting my attention.
"Huh?" I look up to the other man's ageless face. Softly he sighs and picks up the empty plates placing them into the sink.
"That letter ay? Guess some people don't like to see us happy." He swallows hard whilst washing the dirty plates.
"Why would they say it though... why you? I'm the one who's had the affair in the past surly they'd hit out at me again?"
Mark shakes his head a little. "They'll hit out at me to break my image wont they? Making out i'm doing god knows what behind your back.... so we break up and the paps get their huge pay checks for ruining our lives... well mainly mine... you'll just be glad to get shut of me." His voice becomes shaky almost like he's about to burst into tears.
"Mark that is not true!...I just don't understand... you would tell me everything.. right?" Slowly i stand up so i'm now standing behind him. Not saying a word he stops washing the plates and turns around to face me. Sadly he looks at me his eyes a little red underneath from a few tears which have manged to escape.
"You think that? You really think i would hide anything from you? You're the man i've loved for years, but never wanted to ruin our friendship do you really think i'd go and do something stupid to loose you? I've been standing in the shadows waiting for the right moment... this hurts that you don't believe me..." He wipes his eyes bowing his head a little.
Gently i place a single finger under his chin so i can look him in the eyes. "Of course i believe you Mark... i'm just confused... i'm sorry... i know you would tell me if anything was wrong... i just wish people would leave us alone... guess it's part of the job...forgive me?" Asking with pleading eyes. There's nothing more i hate than seeing my loved ones upset.
For a few seconds he just stands there thinking. Gently he nods his head. "Sorry...it's not your fault..."
"Ssshh... i love you Mark... more than anyone in this entire world... and believe that because it's the truth..ok?" Using my thumb i wipe away his tears.
"Ok... i believe you... love you too..." Softly he smiles.
"Hug?" I stretch my arms into his direction hoping he'll accept. Taking a few steps closer he surrenders wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. "Mmm.. that's better." Resting my chin onto his shoulder i inhale his sweet scent. "Feeling better?"
"Hmm...yeah..." He replies with a less convincing tone. Maybe he needs cheering up. I miss that big cheesy grin of his which he shines me with every 3 seconds.
"Wanna bake some cakes with me?"
Slowly he pulls away a little from the hug to look at my face looking a little confused. "Cakes?"
"Yeah... i know how much you enjoy baking... it'll be fun." Gently i stroke his cheek with the back of my hand.
"Ok!" He smiles bigger than better. "I might change into something a little more comfy if we're going to be staying in today?"
"Go ahead babe. I'll get the ingredients out."
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Has Mark disappeared or something? He's been gone over 10 minutes. Standing on my tip toes i grab a few bowls from out of the cupboard along with some ingredients. A nice big chocolate cake will be lovely! Trying to reach the top shelf of the cupboard for the cooking chocolate it's not use it's too high. "Roaaar..." Someone grabs me causing me to almost jump out of my skin.
"AHHH!" Quickly i turn around to find Mark grinning in an orange suit. "Fucking hell Mark!" I take a deep breathe. "You daft sod... what are you wearing??"
Mark giggles and puts the hood of his suit on his head. "It's my tiger onesie! You like?" It's like a huge baby suit miles too big for him, but he looks adorable. Even the hood has tiger ears and a tail in the back.
"N'arwww... cutie." I kiss the end of his nose squeezing him. Mark jumps up onto the worktop swinging his legs a little. "Lets get started then." Reaching for the flour along with the sugar, butter, eggs and vanilla flavouring i mix them together. Mark breaks up the cooking chocolate and adds pieces in whilst i use the whisk.
"I wanna go!" Mark bounces on the worktop like a child. I hand him the whisk as he continues to sit on the worktop.
"Now. Don't get it all-" Too late. The mixture flies out of the bowl sticking to the side of my face and arms. "MARK!"
He bursts into fits of laughter. "Sorry Gaz!" Lifting a finger to my face a wipes a splodge of brown mixture from my cheek and places his finger into his mouth. "Mmmm... tastes good."
"I'm covered! I knew this would happen... urgh it's all sticky." Quickly i reach for the tea towel, but Mark manages to bat my hand away.
"I'll clean you up..." Licking his lips a little he pulls me closer to him. His tongue makes contact with my cheek, as he starts to remove the cake mixture from my face. A giggle escapes my mouth feeling his tongue tickle me slightly. Sneakily whilst Mark continues to clean me i reach for the spoon in the bowl before spreading a large amount of chocolate mixture onto his face.
"Right that does it Barlow!" Mark grabs the whip cream can from the cupboard. Quickly i try to run away suppressing a little scream when he pins me against the wall and begins to squirt me.
"Mark! Mark stop it!" Laughing loudly i try to defend my face with my hands.
"It's not the first time you've had white all over your body." Cheekily Mark laughs scooping some cream from my face. "You don't taste bad..."
"Is that right Mr Owen..." Wrapping my arms tightly around him pulling Mark closer to me so i can get a taste of him. Biting his cheek a little i remove the chocolate from his cheek. "Yum...you know... your onesies looking a little sticky...maybe you should take it off?"
"Take if off?"
Reply with just a nod i continue to stare at his chocolate covered face. Twitching his eyebrows a little he steps back and unzips the onesie before stepping out of it revealing his naked body. "You're naked under there??!" I choke looking at his natural toned body standing in front of me.
"Since when do tiger's wear clothes?....Roar..." His hands snake up my shirt playing with the buttons.
"Y...you've...got...a point..." I swallow hard feeling him forcefully rip my shirt from my skin. Leaving me shirtless pushed up against the wall.
"I'm feeling pretty hungry now... and i rather enjoy the taste... lets see if you taste even better in your certain places..." Taking my hand he walks me over to the empty kitchen table. "Lay down." Obeying his instructions i do as i'm told gently resting my back onto the table staring at the ceiling.
Within a few seconds Mark appears with a few supplies. He starts by covering my chest in whip cream then spreading on some chocolate sauce onto my torso. "Mmmm..." A soft moan leaves my lips feeling the cold sauce make contact with my burning skin. Finally he finishes his 'master piece' off with icing. Writing a partly neat message on the bottom of my stomach. Slightly i lift my head glancing my eyes over at his message once he's finished. 'Mark was here...x' Skillfully with the icing pipe still in his hand using his free one he pulls my boxer shorts to my ankles. Both of us in the kitchen now naked....together. Who could think of anything better? Again using the pipe he writes a final message this time it's close to my slightly hardened length. 'Property of M.O' Something tells me Mark's going to enjoy this dessert... Not taking his eyes from mine he slowly sinks to his knees. Knowing exactly what he's about to do i lay my head backwards moaning already. Feeling Mark's sweating palm take hold of my length causes me to harden even more, as he begins to work his fist around me. "Oooh... fuck..." I mutter squeezing my eyes shut.
Reaching for the half empty can of whip cream he squirts it over the bottom half of my body increasing the speed of his fist. "M...Mark..." My legs begin to tremble feeling close already. Loosening his grip on me a little he parts his lips allowing me to explore his mouth taking me whole. He starts sucking off the cream causing me to loudly groan in pleasure feeling myself touch the back of his throat. "Oh...god... i..." Biting my lip harder as i feel Mark rapidly increase his mouth on me teasingly biting and sucking here and there. Enough to drive anyone crazy. Unexpectedly the sound of the front door opening interrupts us. Both of our eyes dart over to the closed kitchen door. Oh shit.
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