Gary's POV
We reach Robbie's bedroom. Before i get time to have a glance around it i feel myself being shoved against the door. Robbie begins sucking against my neck whilst his hand snakes up my shirt stroking my torso. "Mhmm..." I murmur feeling his hand get higher, as he swirls and sucks around my pulse point.
"I've...been waiting....so long for this...Gary....." Robbie pants faster his fingers wrapping around each of my shirt buttons undoing them.
"Rob.....i..." My breathing increases as sweat builds on my forehead. A wash of emotions shower me whilst being pressed against the wall.
"You don't understand how much i want this....i want you Gaz....so bad....." He takes my hand in his walking me over to the bed. For the first time i feel incredibly nervous. Scared almost.
"I...I..I can't..." Stuttering a little trying to sit up on the bed. This is all too much it's too pushy and i just can't do it this way especially not whilst i'm in a relationship.
"Huh? What do you mean 'can't?'" Robbie raises his eyebrow at me removing his lips from my neck. "Is this because of Mark?"
Softly i nod. "I'm sorry...it was never meant to go this far...i guess it was just a little bit of fun..."
"Oh right...i see....you better go then."
Shyly i button my shirt back up as i slide off the silk covers. "Rob?"
"It's fine."
"But-"
"Just go Gaz." Robbie sinks into his bed. His back facing me. A quiet sigh leaves my lips as i leave the bedroom.
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{2pm the next day Gary heads back home after spending a few hours in a cafe then sitting on a park collecting his thoughts.}
"Mark..? Are you home?" Pulling myself through the door i hang up my keys on the rack before walking to the living room. "Mar-" My sentence is cut short seeing Mark laying on the sofa with a half empty bottle of red wine. A glass containing some of the liquid is half filled. Not once does his head lift by the sound of my voice he continues staring at the TV with his slightly red eyes. Feeling completely confused i walk over to him. "Erm...Mark...what are you-"
"Don't bloody start Gary." Mark holds his hand up to my direction causing my jaw to drop slightly. He drains the remaining bit of red wine from his glass using the back of his hand to wipe away any from his lips. "If i want to get bladdered i bloody well can."
My eyebrows raise from his childish attitude which i'm receiving. "Where are the kids?"
"Emma took them back...thanks for telling me they needed dropping off this morning." Mark pours himself another glass.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Mark rolls his eyes. "Don't you listen or something? Emma said she told you that she needed the kids dropping off this morning. Yet once again you disappear leaving me with the mess. I'm sorry for my baggage. If you don't like it why don't you just throw me out?! Is that why you've been disappearing??? Is that it ay?!" Mark pokes me in my ribs.
"N...no it's not... Mark i'm sorry... i really am..."
Angrily shaking his head Mark frowns at me. "Sorry?! Fucking sorry?? What if she stops me from seeing the kids?? I could of died because of you this is all your fucking fault Gary Barlow!" He throws his glass against the wall. Wine droplets roll down my cream wallpaper. My heart drops like a lead weight in my chest. I don't know this man. This isn't my Mark. Is this down to the drink? "Gaz..?" Sadly he looks up at me like a school boy who've just been told off.
Fighting my tears i quickly run out of the living room and into my car. Seeing Mark stumble to the front door i waste no more time, as i pull off the driveway speeding down the road. My mind is completely fuzzy. He blamed me for the accident..... he blamed me.... tears come flooding down my eyes making it harder to see where i'm driving. Feeling confused and hurt my mind drifts back to the way how Robbie acts around me. Sweet, caring, handsome man and i hurt him. The way i'm feeling now i can feel his pain. I've upset the man who loves me......and who i sort of love too. Sod it. Putting my foot down i head back to Robbie's house.
Once i arrive at Robbie's house i slam my car door shut as i start marching up his driveway to his front door. The curtains are still closed like they were when i left early this morning. Maybe he's still in bed? Or maybe he just wants to be left in peace. There's only one to find out pulling back my fist i knock onto the front door. Silence is on the other side of the door. Again i knock this time a little louder. Still no reply. Perhaps i should just leave him alone. My phone starts to ring. 'Incoming call - Marko x' "No chance." I mumble to myself. Right now i don't want to talk to him. Not after what he said. Blaming me...saying i was the reason he almost died. Anger fills my stomach i hit my hand against the door handle causing the door to slowly open. That's when i realise that Robbie must still be where i left him. In the bedroom. "Rob?" I call as i walk into the hallway closing the door behind me. Movement sounds upstairs. "Rob? Are you ok?"
"G...Gaz?" A voice sniffs from upstairs.
I start to make my way up the stairs. "Where are you?" All of a sudden the bedroom door opens and there stands a still half undressed Robbie. This time his eyes are red. "Have you been crying?"
"N...no.." Shyly he looks to the floor. "Why are you here?"
Slowly i move forward to him stroking his messy hair. "Because."
"Because of what? I don't want to messed about with Ga-" I cut Robbie's sentence short as i lock my lips onto his pushing him forcefully against the wall. My hands exploring his torso causing the younger man to release a moan against my lips.
Pulling him closer wrapping my arms tightly around his hips as i walk him over to the bed allowing us to fall onto it. Continuing the kiss i straddle his hips feeling his hands softly stroke up and down my back. Robbie's tongue demands entry into my mouth. Very slowly i part them allowing him access. Whilst he tongue plunges to the back of my throat i quickly unbutton my shirt throwing it behind me. Robbie looks up at me now shirtless and panting heavy pleading for his touch. His hands grip to my belt buckle. Pulling me closer causing my chest to make contact with his feeling both of our pounding hearts beat together. Not taking his eyes from mine he slowly loosens my belt slipping my trousers down to my knees revealing my tight boxers. "Gaz..." A breathless whisper escapes his lips. Gently i place a finger against them preventing anymore sound to leave them.
After several minutes of kissing i look at him deep in the eyes. Nothing mattered right now. His fingertips burnt against my bare skin. Tasting his addictive kisses. I need him. My body needs him. "Have you got...anything...?" Softly i grunt against his ear.
Robbie lifts his head a little surprised looking at my face seeing if i was joking or not. "A...are you...sure?"
A nod is all i reply with. Grinning like a Cheshire cat Robbie reaches into the bedside drawer pulling out a blue shiny packet. "Do you...or?"
"You..." Softly i smile laying beside him on my stomach. For a second or two Robbie sits up staring at me half naked. His hand softly strokes my back making me weaken under his touch. "Something wrong?"
"Nothing... everything's perfect..." Placing the condom packet in between his teeth he rips the top off. I watch every movement he makes. Firstly he removes his boxers i grip my bottom lip tightly when i see his hardened length make contact with his hand, as he slowly slides on the condom. "R...ready..?" Nervously he asks whilst getting on his knees looking at me.
A soft smile appears on my face. "More than ever...."
Robbie gently pulls down my boxers and positions himself against my entrance causing me to moan loudly feeling him pressing against me. Feeling like a lifetime he finally slowly pushes into me. At first its feels like a burning pain. Slightly different to Mark. His thrusts begin slow giving us both time to get use to it. The pain is quickly replaced by pleasure as he increases the thrusts. "Oh...Rob..." Moaning loudly i grip to the duvet. His hands hold onto my hips moving me against him.
"This...feels...so so...good..." Robbie rapidly increases his speed. Running his hand through my hair pulling my head backwards so we can start off another passionate kiss.
The kiss deepens even more and the thrusts start to drive us both over the edge. "Sh...shit..." Robbie growls loudly getting close already.
"Yes...do it... i want to feel you..." Loudly i moan pushing my hips backwards onto him driving him even more insane until he can't take it any longer. "Come on Rob..."
Hitting harder into me it soon gets too much for the pair of us as we both release ourselves. "FUCK GARY!" Robbie shouts collapses on top of my back filling me with his load.
"God yes......" I grunt feeling myself let go as well. We both lay together. In complete silence the only sound is our heavy breathing.
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{2 hours later}
The sound of my phone ringing causes me to wake up. "Huh?" Slowly i open my eyes. Robbie's arms are tightly wrapped around me. His eyes remained closed, as we both lay naked under the duvet together. Without making a sound i reach over to my phone. '12 missed called - Marko x - 1 new voicemail.' Feeling incredibly guilty i press the mobile against my ear whilst hitting the play button on the voicemail. "Gaz? Gary please pick up? I'm going out my mind. I'm sorry... i know that doesn't make up for what i said. I was upset and i shouldn't of taken it out on you. Words cannot describe how much i love you. It wasn't your fault what happened to me it was my own. I was sticking up for you, because i love you and i'll do anything even risk my life for you. Please Gary...please come home... i miss you it hurts my heart hurts. I feel dead inside without you.. {Mark takes a deep breath. His voice becomes unsteady and his breathing becomes faster due to him crying.} You're....you're my life Gary Barlow... i can't wait to start our family... you, me, Lucy, Luke and our little baby... i miss your arms around me... your scent which brings me comfort...p....plea...please...come...come home... where...you belong...please baby.... i love you..." Tears stream down my face. Poor Mark... what have i done...?
