Chapter 15

Gary's POV

Stirring in my sleep i roll over to the edge of the bed. "Rob..." Softly i moan spreading my arm behind me reaching for his figure. Surprisingly the bed is empty and the space beside me is cold. My eyes snap open noticing that his clothes have also gone. He hasn't done a runner...has he? Last night was the first time we have had sex...what if he didn't enjoy it, and now that's it? I shake my head brushing away the negative thoughts, knowing Robbie he's probably downstairs making breakfast. Grabbing hold of my creased clothing i throw them onto my naked body carelessly. Tip toeing down the carpet stairs i peer my head over the banister searching around the kitchen- it's empty. "Where the hell is he?" I mutter whilst walking into the kitchen feeling the icy cold tiles make contact with my bare feet. He's actually gone, hasn't he? Feeling used and slightly embarrassed i switch on the kettle before cupping my face. I should of known...god i'm such a fool. Tears spring to my eyes. Why did i even let myself get attached to him? Once the kettle is boiled i make myself a strong black coffee whilst reaching for my mobile from my back pocket. He's got questions which need to be answered. Sitting down at the breakfast table i dial his number. 'Hello this is Rob's phone. Sorry i can't make your call right now, but please leave a message and i'll get back to ya!' Well isn't this just great?! I'm stuck in some random guy's house and i can't even find my shoes! "Fuck it!" Taking a tight grip to my mobile i forcefully throw it against the wall. My hands trail down my face resting against my eyes as i breathe a quiet sob.

5 minutes pass which feels like a life,  hearing the front door knocks me off guard. Worry fills through my body causing it to freeze... is it the owner?! "Gaz? Are you awake yet?" Robbie's voice echoes down the hallway. Breathing a sigh of relief i brush away the loose tears before taking a gulp of my coffee. "Gareth Barlow wakey wakey!" He laughs walking towards the kitchen. Once he opens the creaky kitchen door i hear a loud gasp of surprise when he notices me sat at the table. "Fuck! Jesus Christ Gary... almost gave me a heart attack! How long have you been awake for?!" Not moving a muscle i continue to stare at the steam evaporating from my mug. "...Gary?" A hand appears in front of my eyes which causes me to look up. Robbie stands beside me, his quiff has fallen partly over his eyes which the wind has made a little messy, and his cheeks are a little flushed from the coldness outside. "Aah i see... grumpy in the morning eh? Well you wont be after i've cooked you a fry up! If i don't burn it again that is." He moves his lips towards my cheek which i quickly move out of contact. "...wow... you really are grumpy... sure you're ok?"
"I'm fine."
"Very blunt this morning Mister Barlow." He chuckles reaching out to my hand.
"Will you just leave me alone?!" Pushing back my chair i march out of the kitchen heading for the living room, where i stand looking out of the window. Within seconds footsteps follow me even though he hasn't spoken yet i can feel Robbie's presence. I'm over reacting i know, but it's not my fault. He left without saying a word after we slept together... and the fact that this isn't even our house what would of happened if the owner was to come back? God knows how i would of got myself out of that one.

"Gaz...mate...come on... what is it? And don't say nothing... i might not be the brightest person on this planet, but i know there's something upsetting you." A hand strokes along my spine, feeling Robbie's warm touch causes me to surrender.
"You...You left without saying anything..." Quietly i mumble barely audible.
"I went to pick a few things up from the shop... there's nothing in to eat... and i know that you will tell me off if we leave without having breakfast."
"That's not the point Rob... we could of gone together... or you could of at least woke me... i mean... leaving without saying a word after we...er...you know." Sighing softly i bow my head feeling pathetic for overreacting, this isn't like me.
Robbie frowns his eyebrows absorbing my words."When you put it like that... oh Gaz... i didn't think... you were asleep and looked peaceful. I didn't want to disturb you...i don't regret last night... not at all... you made me feel safe..." Wrapping his arms around my waist he pulls me closer. "...I can't thank you enough really."  It's almost like i can't control my body as i rest against his chest.
"...You gave me the cold shoulder too...after i asked you that question. How am i meant to take this relationship seriously when it feels like you're hiding something?" Making eye contact with Robbie his eyes quickly avoid mine tightening the grip around me.
"I...I don't know what question that was... i was just knackered last night... it was a long day...that was all."
"Right... seeing as you're awake now are you going to be honest with me? If not...then there's always the door to walk out of and we can break this future album off... the lads will understand."

The room falls silent for at least 5 minutes the only sound which can be heard is the loud ticking of the clock which hangs above the fireplace. "...I can't loose you...and i can't let the lads down...not again... if you can be honest with me...then i'm going to be honest with you... ask away..." As soon as the words leave his mouth i know he instantly regrets saying it.
Taking a deep breath i study his face." You already know that you're the first man i've slept with, but am i the first person you've slept with... the first male...?" Tension fills the room, so thick that it could easily be cut with a knife. It's clear that he's done this before, maybe more than once it's showing all over his face even if he is avoiding eye contact. Why didn't he just say? "...I'm not...am i?"
Massaging his temples like he's smoothing an on coming headache he closes his eyes for a brief moment. "I...i'm going to be honest with you...please...please sit down." Swallowing hard his eyes slowly fix to mine showing sadness. Even though he hasn't told me the story of who yet, already i can sense something doesn't feel right about it.