Chapter 30

Gary's POV

There's a coldness in the pit of my stomach whilst I sit on the edge of the bed, my eyes dart from Robbie then to Mark, before releasing a heavy sigh. "...What are we going to do?"
"Ring the police!" Robbie pipes up, as he hurries to his feet.
"No!" Taking a tight grip to his wrist, I pull the taller man back onto the bed. "That's the last thing we need, more attention. There's no chance budging them now, not what they know."
"And what is there to know? Two people being in love is suddenly a crime? Jesus Christ." Throwing his hands in front of his face, clearly this is upsetting Robbie just as much as me, even if he's trying to hide it. "I haven't been this happy in years and a bunch of twats have to go and ruin it all." Lifting a hand onto Robbie's back, softly I run my fingertips along his spine trying to calm the younger male down. After a few minutes I finally come to a decision.
"Mark...?" The words almost leave my mouth in a whisper.
"Yeah?" Looking just as nervous as me, he continues to lean against the wall for support.
"I want you to go back out there...to Howard and the paps...OK?" Mark frowns his eyebrows by my demand. "OK...? And you must lock the door behind you."
"Uh...sure...if that's what you want." Taking the key from the kitchen table, as soon as Mark leaves the front door, the sound of camera flashes and clicks fill my ears and causes a shudder to run through Robbie's body. The Paparazzi is one of Robbie's worst enemies, there's no wonder he's acting the way he is about the whole situation.

"Rob?" Tugging at his hands, trying to remove them from his face, he avoids eye contact with me. "Nah uh...no avoiding me...we need to discuss what we're going to do with that lot out there..."
Robbie carelessly shrugs his shoulders, keeping his guard sky high. "I don't care, Gaz. What does it have to do with anyone else? All they want is the cash they make from our stories...which they are going to twist you know that, right?" Seeing the hurt in his slightly reddened eyes, my heart strings are tightly being pulled.
"I know... they're the scum of the earth... I know that, Rob. Maybe if we go out there now, then maybe we can tell our story... before they change it word for word I mean."
"I don't know, Gaz. Are we even ready to tell the world?" He has a point, a very good point in fact.
"To be honest, I don't know how to even answer that question. Today has really fucked up my feelings and thoughts...I'm just trying to make some kind of sense in all of this. Do we hide? Or what do we do?"
"Hiding isn't an option. They already know about us." Robbie once again points out, ruling off a thought. "As soon as we land back in the UK in a few days time, we are going to be bombarded with thousands of news reporters and our paps are twenty times worse than these other here. There's no escape until one of us dies."
"Stop that." Snapping by his comment, my blood begins to boil just thinking about all of this. "That isn't going to happen and so what, it's not like we are not use to having cameras shoved in our faces twenty four seven is it?"

"Alright, there's no need taking it out on me, is it?! None of this would of happened if we were more careful."
"And that's my fault is it? You're the care free one, not me, maybe you should listen to me more and maybe we wouldn't be in this mess!" Glaring my eyes into the direction of my lover, my chest rapidly rises and falls.
"Oh so its all my fault now? Easy target aye? Always been the case. I want a partner not to be turned into a fucking puppet!"
His words hit me like a slap in the face. Neither of us is to blame and by arguing over it isn't going to make matters easier. Our main focus is getting our lives on track. "...I shouldn't of said that, forgive me...?" Robbie crosses his arms across his chest, moving his gaze away from mine. "...Rob, please? We need to work together...I love you, OK?" Sliding my arms around to his stomach, tightly I hold onto him from behind, resting my cheek against his back. The tension drops from Robbie's body by my soft embrace. Unfolding his arms, he places a hand onto my thigh.
"I love you too...but I can't help feeling this way. I'm scared. I'm scared what they're going to do, trying all they can to split us up... I can't lose you, Gaz." A crack forms on my heart by the sight of his terrified face.

"That is the last thing which is going to happen...I'm never going to let you go...I mean that... fights, arguments, disagreements...nothing is going to end us...I mean that." Using the palm of my hand, I grip it to the bottom of his chin, dragging his lips over mine. A burst of energy runs through my veins from the taste of Robbie's lips, I've been craving them for a while and they are good for healing nerves. Releasing my arms from his body, gently he lays me backwards. Now on top, he takes control of the kiss, sliding his tongue inside my mouth, flicking it against mine. The look now showing in his eyes automatically brings a smile to my face once he pulls away, warmth throbs in my chest watching the concentration on his face whilst he carefully removes my vest top, discarding it carelessly behind him. "...Feeling better...?" Words finally form together, as I arch my back feeling aroused, as he traces his tongue across my collar bone.
Faintly he mumbles the word "No." Which is barely audible to my buzzing ears. Continuing his work, he plants kisses onto my torso, before unexpectedly biting down sharply onto one of my nipples.
"Ah!" Swiftly I sit upright, which causes me to come face to face with a pair of innocent looking eyes and a teasing smile. Scolding him with that you are going to get it now look, I throw my arms around the back of his neck. "...In that case... I better do something to cheer you up, right?" Not giving him chance to answer my question, forcefully I pull him flat beside me onto the bed.

Robbie's eyes widen as I straddle his hips, stroking the bottom of his stomach delicately with my fingertips. "Gaz..." Weakly he moans, as I lightly palm him through his shorts.
"Shhhh..." Placing a finger over his lips, slowly I crawl off the bed, sinking to my knees so my chin now sits on the edge of the bed, whilst his legs rest on my back and shoulders. "I'm going to make you feel relaxed before we go out there, OK? We haven't got much time before one of the boys come back in or before the paps end up knocking the door down... so less talking the better..." Pressing my hands firmly against his hips where his shorts cling to, gradually I peel them down his legs along with his briefs. Tossing his clothing to one side of the room, comfortably I position myself with my elbows on the bed and my backside resting on the backs of my ankles. Without wasting any time immediately I form a tight fist around his semi hard erection.
"Oh....god..." He drops his head backwards into the mattress as I steady pulsate my grip against him.
"We're in this together...no matter what happens out there... we will always have each other...I promise you..." Robbie nods his head, clearly not listening to a single word I'm saying. Grinning to myself feeling pleased with the state Robbie's in, teasingly I drag the tip of my tongue from the base of his member, increasing my fist instantly once I've reached his tip.
"Oh...yeah...I like your tongue..." Loudly he grunts. "I've...I've missed it."
Silently laughing, I bring my mouth closer to his erection, breathing my warm breath again his wet skin. "...Just...my tongue?"
"Well uh-" Abruptly cutting off his comment, I close my lips around him, taking him to the back of my throat. "Oh fucking 'ell, Gary!" By using my full name, its turns me on even more, but my focus is on making Robbie relax, not myself. Massaging him in the same speed of my mouth, I increase my speed rapidly, driving him even more insane once I sneakily add a finger inside his entrance. Pulling off his erection only briefly, the taste of his pre come dances on my taste buds, only luring me back in for a second time. Claiming my mouth with his shaft, I wriggle another finger in so that I'm now hitting that spot deep inside of him. Thrusting my mouth along his entire shaft, he arches his back whilst his legs tightly wrap around the back of my neck, pushing my mouth deeper onto him. "I...I...Jesus..."

Sounding hoarse, I feel his muscles clench around my fingers. Within seconds, not even allowing me to give him permission to let go, he goes ahead anyway. His come dribbles down my chin as he shoots his load to the back of my throat. "Hmm..." Appreciatively I purr admiring my own work.
"Fuck! Oh good god..." Shakily he collapses backwards onto the bed, looking spent with his chest promptly dropping and falling. Removing my mouth from his softening member as soon as I've swallowed every last drop, I wipe my chin with the back of my hand, lightly smiling over at the man who looks exhausted.
"Feeling better?" Standing to my feet, my fingers circle around his bare kneecap.
Nodding his head, faintly he smiles as he forces open one of his eyes. "With your magic touch...I always do..."
"Same about you..." Happily I sigh, as I skip back into the bathroom. Carrying half a roll of toilet roll, I hand him some of the tissue. "...Got to make sure you're clean before you're plastered all over the news, ay?" Sadly I smile. Rubbing his back painfully from the awkward position he's been laying in, he releases a groan whilst sitting back up. Speedily Robbie cleans himself up, before wrapping the duvet around his lower half.
"It wont be all bad, you know?" Reassuring me with a smile, he plants a tender kiss against my throbbing temple.
"You think so?"
"I know so..." Glancing around the room for his clothing, he begins to get dressed again. Even with a half naked Robbie Williams standing in front of me, I have to paint a smile onto my face, the thoughts of what will happen with the press has dampened my mood completely. "...Tonight we are going to draw a line...if we're going to confess to the world about the pair of us...then before we go out there...I want us to confess any secrets we have...now."

My heart drops like a lead weight by his words. "...S...Secrets?"
"Yes. If we're serious about each other...then this is the perfect time to discuss any demons or anything we've kept from each other...I'm serious about you Gary... and I'm willing to talk anything through with you..." Tightly he pulls me into a hug. The warmth from his body still manages to cause a shiver to run down my spine just by thinking about what Jason told me. Maybe he's right...maybe I should confess my demons...maybe I will be able to sleep with it off my chest.