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..."