*Note from author- Thank you so much for all feed back from the last chapter! Your all so lovely, im glad your enjoying it...anyway, here is the next chapter;) @KL_GBarlow_TT*
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I take another step out into the air. The evenings are getting chilly now summer is drawing to a close. I take another step down the steps, onto the gravel drive when it hits me. He was right. Gary was right. I have nowhere to go. Nowhere. I dont have a clue where i am. Fuck. I can feel the tears threatening to fall again, but this time, i dont try and stop them. They just fall, cascading down my cheeks, i drop to the step and sit there, bawling my eyes out. Thats what i needed to do. Bawl my eyes out. God im so stressed. What do i do now?!...
I cry even harder as i realise what ive just done. I just walked out on the man i love. He thinks ive left him, but right now i want nothing more other than for him to just hold me, and tell me its okay.
His words ring though my mind.
"I'm here." he whispers, shaking my hand slightly.
But hes not here is he though. Because ive just pushed him away! I cry harder still, sobbing my eyes out on Gary Barlows door step and he has no idea. I should go. But i dont want to, i want to go back and tell him how sorry i am for acting like a total bitch. I cant jut go and knock on the door now though can i? Quickly, i pull out my phone.
Recipient; Gary.x
'Im sorry. x'
send.
Half a second later my phone buzzes in my hand.
1 new message. Gary.x
'Where are you? xx'
Can i tell him? It'll sound stupid....Its the only thing i can do.
Reply.
'Your doorstep. xxx'
Within a blink of the eye, i hear the door swing open behind me. My head whips round so quickly i think i pull my neck muscles.
"Babe." Gary breathes a he looks down at me. I think hes been crying too. God, ive been so mean, i was totally out of order! What the hell was i thinking?! I dont have the energy to do anything else, guilt tears are just streaming down my face. I lift my arms up to Gary.
He hauls me up to my feet, but doesn't say anything. Instead he just holds me, tightly. Like i'm so desperate for him to do. He squeezes me so tightly i nearly struggle for breath, but i dont care. It feels too good to care. Im back where i want to be. Gary's arms.
"I'm sorry." I whisper against his neck when i find the air to speak. Gary doesnt say anything. I bury my head into his neck further. "Gary, im so sorry." I whisper again. I feel his grip tighten on me still.
"No. Im sorry." He murmurs, propping his head up so his chin rests on my shoulder. "I shouldn't have said all that stuff. You were upset."
I pull away slightly, trying to protest, but Gary stops me short. "I thought you'd gone Libby." He whispers, holding my steady gaze. Yes, he's been crying.
"I'm never going, Gary." I murmur, pulling him into my arm again. I feel him breathe out. Relief? I dont know.
"Come on." Gary smiles weakly after a minuet. "Lets get a drink eh?"
"Please." I smile back as we head back into the house. "Something strong!"
Gary leads me into the kitchen, its lavish. Beautiful white cabinets and cupboards contrast with the black work tops.
"Isnt it a little early to start drinking?" Gary shouts, disappearing into what seems like a cellar for a moment.
"After the day ive had?" I shout back, positioning myself on a stool at the island in the kitchen. "I think not!"
"Ye." Gary grins, re-emerging with a bottle of what i think is brandy. "That blowjob was quite something."
I burst out laughing, i cant help it. "Gary!" I scold, as he pours the liquor into two glasses and passes one to me.
"Cheers." He smiles, clinking glasses with mine. "To our first argument."
"And the last." I smirk, knocking back half of the liquid in one gulp.
My phone begins to buzz in my pocket.
"Hello?...Oh yea, speaking....Thats great. Thank you so much!..erm, hang on." I pull the phone to my chest and turn to Gary. "Its the garage. My car is ready, he wants to drop it off?" I dont really want to go handing Gary Barlow's address out.
"The garage? Oh its only two minuet from here. We can walk to pick it up tomorrow if you want?"
I nod at him in agreement.
"...Hi, it me. Im back, yea...I'll come and pick it up tomorrow if thats okay?...Great. Thank you. Goodbye!" I hang up and turn back to Gary. "How far away is it?"
"Bout 10 minute walk maybe?" He shrugs, moving round the island so hes standing right next to me. I twist myself in the stood so my knees are touching his waist.
"Why cant we go now then?" I ask. "Its still light outside."
"Because..." Gary grins down at me. His eyes filled with hunger. "...Ive got something planned for now."
"Oh right." I murmur. I think im going to explode already. Taking me by surprise, Gary grabs onto my thighs and hauls me up onto the work top. I think i let out a shrill squeal as i wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He slides the stool out of the way with his hips and now hes standing in front of me. I cant resist him.
Gently, i pull his head down so his lips descend onto mine. It feel so good, knowing we're friend again, him kissing me with that fiery passion. It feels good. A small groan escapes my lips as i feel hi hands explore their way under my top, his fingers brushing over the cup of my bra. I drop my hands down to the waist band of my own jeans and fumble with the button. I slide them off, shimming them down off my shins.
"Someones keen." Gary smiles against my lips. I dont reply, instead, i just start on his jeans, unzipping them and pushing them down to his ankles. I feel his erection, pulling the fabric of his boxers taught once more. I dont want to play now though. Quickly i push them down too, so he springs free.
I feel Gary grin against my mouth again as my hands find their way back to his hair. Hi hands, however, glide down my sides, over my hips and tug at the waist band of my underwear. I lift myself up off the work top slightly to allow him to drag them off.
"This is so unhygienic." I against his neck a his hands replace themselves on my hip, holding me steady.
"Do i look like i give a shit Libby?" And i cant help but scream as he thrusts his length into me, taking me completely by surprise. I dig my nails into his back as his fingers grip my hips. He doesnt build up speed this time, instead he just starts fast, powerfully thrusting himself into me. In seconds im teetering on the edge again, threatening to jump. I dont know how much longer i can hold on.
I moan loudly as Gary continues to thrust, pushing himself deep inside of me, hitting me in every pleasurable place possible. I groan, i know my orgasm is imminent.
"Dont come yet." I hear Garys ragged breath in my ear. WHAT?! Is he joking? What am i suppose to do? I try my best to hold on as Gary continues to slam himself into me.
"Gary!" I choke. I cant hold on anymore. I just cant.
"Now Babe." Gary hisses. And thats enough. My body shakes violently as my orgasm takes over. I scream Garys name as i ride it out, im spiralling, sprawling back down to earth as i feel Gary release his load inside me, gripping my hips tightly.
Make up sex with Gary Barlow. Who'd have thought it would be that good?
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I take another step out into the air. The evenings are getting chilly now summer is drawing to a close. I take another step down the steps, onto the gravel drive when it hits me. He was right. Gary was right. I have nowhere to go. Nowhere. I dont have a clue where i am. Fuck. I can feel the tears threatening to fall again, but this time, i dont try and stop them. They just fall, cascading down my cheeks, i drop to the step and sit there, bawling my eyes out. Thats what i needed to do. Bawl my eyes out. God im so stressed. What do i do now?!...
I cry even harder as i realise what ive just done. I just walked out on the man i love. He thinks ive left him, but right now i want nothing more other than for him to just hold me, and tell me its okay.
His words ring though my mind.
"I'm here." he whispers, shaking my hand slightly.
But hes not here is he though. Because ive just pushed him away! I cry harder still, sobbing my eyes out on Gary Barlows door step and he has no idea. I should go. But i dont want to, i want to go back and tell him how sorry i am for acting like a total bitch. I cant jut go and knock on the door now though can i? Quickly, i pull out my phone.
Recipient; Gary.x
'Im sorry. x'
send.
Half a second later my phone buzzes in my hand.
1 new message. Gary.x
'Where are you? xx'
Can i tell him? It'll sound stupid....Its the only thing i can do.
Reply.
'Your doorstep. xxx'
Within a blink of the eye, i hear the door swing open behind me. My head whips round so quickly i think i pull my neck muscles.
"Babe." Gary breathes a he looks down at me. I think hes been crying too. God, ive been so mean, i was totally out of order! What the hell was i thinking?! I dont have the energy to do anything else, guilt tears are just streaming down my face. I lift my arms up to Gary.
He hauls me up to my feet, but doesn't say anything. Instead he just holds me, tightly. Like i'm so desperate for him to do. He squeezes me so tightly i nearly struggle for breath, but i dont care. It feels too good to care. Im back where i want to be. Gary's arms.
"I'm sorry." I whisper against his neck when i find the air to speak. Gary doesnt say anything. I bury my head into his neck further. "Gary, im so sorry." I whisper again. I feel his grip tighten on me still.
"No. Im sorry." He murmurs, propping his head up so his chin rests on my shoulder. "I shouldn't have said all that stuff. You were upset."
I pull away slightly, trying to protest, but Gary stops me short. "I thought you'd gone Libby." He whispers, holding my steady gaze. Yes, he's been crying.
"I'm never going, Gary." I murmur, pulling him into my arm again. I feel him breathe out. Relief? I dont know.
"Come on." Gary smiles weakly after a minuet. "Lets get a drink eh?"
"Please." I smile back as we head back into the house. "Something strong!"
Gary leads me into the kitchen, its lavish. Beautiful white cabinets and cupboards contrast with the black work tops.
"Isnt it a little early to start drinking?" Gary shouts, disappearing into what seems like a cellar for a moment.
"After the day ive had?" I shout back, positioning myself on a stool at the island in the kitchen. "I think not!"
"Ye." Gary grins, re-emerging with a bottle of what i think is brandy. "That blowjob was quite something."
I burst out laughing, i cant help it. "Gary!" I scold, as he pours the liquor into two glasses and passes one to me.
"Cheers." He smiles, clinking glasses with mine. "To our first argument."
"And the last." I smirk, knocking back half of the liquid in one gulp.
My phone begins to buzz in my pocket.
"Hello?...Oh yea, speaking....Thats great. Thank you so much!..erm, hang on." I pull the phone to my chest and turn to Gary. "Its the garage. My car is ready, he wants to drop it off?" I dont really want to go handing Gary Barlow's address out.
"The garage? Oh its only two minuet from here. We can walk to pick it up tomorrow if you want?"
I nod at him in agreement.
"...Hi, it me. Im back, yea...I'll come and pick it up tomorrow if thats okay?...Great. Thank you. Goodbye!" I hang up and turn back to Gary. "How far away is it?"
"Bout 10 minute walk maybe?" He shrugs, moving round the island so hes standing right next to me. I twist myself in the stood so my knees are touching his waist.
"Why cant we go now then?" I ask. "Its still light outside."
"Because..." Gary grins down at me. His eyes filled with hunger. "...Ive got something planned for now."
"Oh right." I murmur. I think im going to explode already. Taking me by surprise, Gary grabs onto my thighs and hauls me up onto the work top. I think i let out a shrill squeal as i wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He slides the stool out of the way with his hips and now hes standing in front of me. I cant resist him.
Gently, i pull his head down so his lips descend onto mine. It feel so good, knowing we're friend again, him kissing me with that fiery passion. It feels good. A small groan escapes my lips as i feel hi hands explore their way under my top, his fingers brushing over the cup of my bra. I drop my hands down to the waist band of my own jeans and fumble with the button. I slide them off, shimming them down off my shins.
"Someones keen." Gary smiles against my lips. I dont reply, instead, i just start on his jeans, unzipping them and pushing them down to his ankles. I feel his erection, pulling the fabric of his boxers taught once more. I dont want to play now though. Quickly i push them down too, so he springs free.
I feel Gary grin against my mouth again as my hands find their way back to his hair. Hi hands, however, glide down my sides, over my hips and tug at the waist band of my underwear. I lift myself up off the work top slightly to allow him to drag them off.
"This is so unhygienic." I against his neck a his hands replace themselves on my hip, holding me steady.
"Do i look like i give a shit Libby?" And i cant help but scream as he thrusts his length into me, taking me completely by surprise. I dig my nails into his back as his fingers grip my hips. He doesnt build up speed this time, instead he just starts fast, powerfully thrusting himself into me. In seconds im teetering on the edge again, threatening to jump. I dont know how much longer i can hold on.
I moan loudly as Gary continues to thrust, pushing himself deep inside of me, hitting me in every pleasurable place possible. I groan, i know my orgasm is imminent.
"Dont come yet." I hear Garys ragged breath in my ear. WHAT?! Is he joking? What am i suppose to do? I try my best to hold on as Gary continues to slam himself into me.
"Gary!" I choke. I cant hold on anymore. I just cant.
"Now Babe." Gary hisses. And thats enough. My body shakes violently as my orgasm takes over. I scream Garys name as i ride it out, im spiralling, sprawling back down to earth as i feel Gary release his load inside me, gripping my hips tightly.
Make up sex with Gary Barlow. Who'd have thought it would be that good?
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