chapter 12

Gary's POV

Panting for my breath back i rest against the cold tiled shower wall. Robbie carefully steps out from the shower turning off the water whilst wrapping a towel around his waist leaving me naked. "Erm... i...i think i'm clean...now."
"You look it." Robbie laughs holding out a towel into my direction. "But don't play innocent with me Barlow. I know you've had a blow job before in a shower..." His lips curl into a smile, as he wraps the towel around me.
"Eh? Have i?"
"Don't give me that." Again he laughs drying my skin on the white material. "Which one of the lads was it then? I don't mind, honest."
Feeling slightly confused by his assumption i raise my eyebrow. "Honest... i've never done this before... with anyone let alone one of the lads..."
"Oh...er...not...erm...Nigel...surly...right.?"
"Bloody hell Rob." Laughing a little i tightly tie the towel around my waist whilst making my way to the bedroom. "Give me some credit."
"Sorry...it's just that... you seem so relaxed about all this..." Robbie sits down on the bed dragging the duvet off.
Tilting my head over my right shoulder towards him i bite my lip a little. "There's a reason for that mate... you'll find out soon."
"Soon? Not now?" He asks playing the puppy eyed look at me, and opening his towel a little to reveal his bare chest trying to lure me in. Pushing away the temptation i snigger quietly.
"One day, Rob... one day you will." Shuffling over to the bed i sit beside him resting my head against his bicep. "What do you wanna do today?"

Robbie takes my hand in his placing it over his covered lap entwining our fingers together. "I was thinking... maybe we could invite the lads back to mine... have a bit of a get together? It's not long before the album goes on sale, so it will be nice to be together and have our own little party regardless of what the future chart position will be... just be together..."
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Robbie Williams?" I grin up at him rubbing my thumb over his knuckles.
"Cheeky git.... so...what do you say? Meet me at mine...say 6pm? I'll drop the others a text."
"You're going now? I thought you'd want to spend a bit of time together first?" Watching him walk over to his pile of clothes feeling my heart sink a little.
"I was going to ask... would you like to spend the night at mine... once they've left? Well it's not my place... actually i left that detail out, but it's my mate's. It's a lot bigger than my flat and tidier too. He's on holiday for the week leaving me the keys... what do you say?"
 "Wow... sounds good to me..." Happily i sigh reaching for another towel to dry my hair with. Robbie smiles relieved at my answer before walking back over to me. "Can't wait..." Gently he kisses my temple then firmly presses his lips over mine causing me to fall backwards onto the bed pulling him on top of me.

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Robbie's POV

6pm strikes on my watch and there's still no sign of Gary. "Did you give him the right address?" Howard laughs whilst downing another glass of champagne.
"Erh... yeah..." I sit down on the sofa beside Mark trying to hide my worry the best i can. I shouldn't make it too obvious we aren't even dating yet i can't ruin it before it starts.
"Howard stop worrying him. Don't worry Rob, Jason still hasn't arrived yet has he? They've probably gone and got some more drinks or food knowing them. They'll both be here soon." Mark squeezes my tensed shoulder.
"But if they aren't together... Gary's driving himself..." The pair of them look at me surprised over my worry all of a sudden about Gary, but i quickly brush it off. "...What am i talking about? Of course he'll be ok. It's Gary Barlow for gods sake." Forcefully i laugh reaching for my orange juice which sits on the coffee table in front of me. Very faintly there's a knock on the front door's glass. "Oh..."
"See. Told you." Mark winks at me gently patting me on the back. "Give 'em a good telling off Rob for worrying us."
"A good spank." Adds Howard giggling as he knocks back yet another glass of Champagne. The way he's going he'll be drunk before the night even starts.
"Erh... you guys can do the spankings. I'll get the door." Standing to my feet i make my way towards the hall mumbling under my breath. "I wouldn't mind giving Gaz a spank." Once i've neatened myself up in the mirror i open the front door with a grin which slightly fades when i realise it isn't Gary, but Jason holding a bottle of wine wrapped in a brown bag. "Oh...hi Jay."
"You were expecting me tonight...wasn't you?" Confused, he raises his eyebrow at me. Shaking my head a little i paint on a smile.
"Of course silly." We exchange a friendly hug as a welcome. Standing a little to the side i allow Jason to come in whilst i look behind him for anymore guests. "Gaz not with you?" I ask taking his coat from him trying not to sound too concerned that Gary still hasn't arrived yet.
"Afraid not mate. Maybe he's taken ill or something? I shouldn't worry it's not like Gary to be late he'll be here soon. Lads in there?" Jason points towards the living room area which has the door closed. Getting lost in my worried thoughts of Gary who could of possibly had a car accident on the way over here i just stare at the closed door.
"E...er...erh...yeah... go in..." Quietly i sigh to myself.
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7:12 pm

Over an hour has passed since Gary should of been due here and now i'm fully convinced that he's changed his mind about coming. The thoughts of him possibly being involved in a crash or accident has left my mind seeing as his phone got turned off whilst i was trying to ring him or should i say rejected. "When did you say the pizzas were getting here?" Jason asks rubbing his growling stomach.
"They said fifteen to twenty minutes. It's only round the corner i should really consider changing my takeaway venue. They never deliver on time." I frown my lips checking my phone incase there's a text which includes a good explanation from Gary.
"Maybe Gary kidnapped the pizza guy and stole our pizzas." Howard jokes who soon gets scolded by a Motherly telling off by Mark.
"Don't be awful Howard. You know how upset Gary gets about his weight."
"I wasn't hitting at his weight i was just saying about where the fuck have our pizzas got to?!"
"We don't need Gary anyway." Placing my glass down a little harder than intended Mark flinches beside me. All six eyes stare into my direction. "S...sorry...it's...it's just...where the fuck are these pizzas?!" Unexpectedly the door bell rings even before i get chance to close my mouth after my sentence.
"I think your question has been answered..." The three of them burst into laughter. After all i am over reacting over 'pizzas' - well that's what they think i'm over reacting over anyway.

Grabbing my wallet i open the front door in an annoyed way. "This is the second time you've been late. If you think you're going to get a tip... you've got another thing coming." Searching through my wallet for the exact amount of money owed a voice speaks which instantly catches my attention.
"No tip? Well that's a shame."
Blinking my eyes a few times my jaw drops. "G...G...Gary?!" In front of me stands a very smartly dressed Gary Barlow. He's wearing a white shirt which has a few buttons undone showing off his golden chest hair which shines in the hallway lighting.
"Missed me? Sorry i'm late. Mother kept me talking it's been a while since we've spoken, and i guess i lost track of time." Gary holds five boxes of pizza in one hand and a huge box Cadbury's in the other. "The pizza guy was about to deliver these so i paid him and thought i'd deliver them to you myself... and the chocolates... well they're just an apology... from me." Shyly Gary smiles up at me.

Butterflies form in my stomach. Gary always knows how to cheer me up. Feeling like a high school girl with a crush on her teacher i bite my lip nervously staring at Gary standing on my doorway with the moonlight beaming down on him. "You look gorgeous..." Stupidly i mutter causing Gary's cheeks to turn a hint of red.
"Am i forgiven?"
Taking the boxes from his hands i place them on the floor before pulling him into an incredibly tight hug. Nuzzling my face against Gary's neck i inhale his manly scent. He's not drowned in aftershave like most men, only a light spray just how i like it. The palm of Gary's hand rests on my back which gently moves up and down sending tingles all the way down my spine. "Of course you are..." Quietly i mumble against his ear which i nibble the lobe slightly.
"Good..." He releases a sigh of relief pulling away a little from the hug. "....so... this tip? Do i deserve one?" Cheekily he laughs whilst wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
"We'll see Gaz... i mean... you had me worried... i might have something for you later, but just for when the two of us are alone... i don't like sharing..." Grinning like a Cheshire cat i reach down retrieving the boxes before making our way to the living room with Gary leading.
"I better not eat too much pizza then..." He winks over his left shoulder at me. Without saying a word i wink back gently squeezing his bum.