Chapter 9:
Mark threw himself onto the neatly made bed, he closed his eyes for minute and sighed deeply , collecting his thoughts which went over and over in Mark's head. Mark moved further up the bed and layed his head onto the soft pillows, he pulled back the covers and got into bed still wearing his tour outfit he couldn't be bothered to get changed, he pulled the covers closer to his face which covered his mouth. After about five minutes of Mark trying to get comfy to try and get some sleep there was a very faint knock at Mark's hotel room door, Mark chose to ignore it and try again to get comfy. Another knock hit Mark's door a little louder and deeper this time. “Who is it?” Mark grumbled.
“It's me...” Spoke a voice from the other side of the door.
“Who?” Mark opened his eyes.
“G... Gary...” Replied the voice.
“What do you want?” Mark's voice started to sound a little more angry.
“I need to talk to you Mark... it's important...” Gary asked still from outside of Mark's door.
Mark sighed pulled the covers back and got out of bed, he unlocked the door to find Gary stood also in his tour outfit but wearing a dark purple colour dressing robe. Mark repeated his question “What do you want?” sounding more frustrated.
Gary's smile soon turned into a frown when he heard Mark's tone of voice. “Mark?” Gary touched Mark's shoulder.
“Get off me Gaz!” Mark pushed Gary away and went to sit back onto his bed.
“Mark? What's the matter i'm really worried now... is it Emma?” Gary nervously moved into Mark's room.
“NO!” Mark said sharply.
“Your little ones?” Gary bit his lip.
“NO!” Mark said again.
“Well what then?” Gary softly sat on the bed next to Mark.
“It's nothing... just drop it!” Mark turned his face away.
“Mark look at me.” Gary turned Mark's head back to face him. “I'm your friend, i care about you, and i'm worried please tell me what's wrong...”
Mark stared into Gary's beautiful deep eyes. Mark let out a deep sigh and too a deep breathe. “It's.... it's you...”
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