* the following morning *
I groan as I sit up. What the fuck. Why did I sleep on the sofa? Must have fallen asleep down here. Gary must have just come in and gone straight to bed I better go check on him. I hobble up the stairs these crutches are fucking me right off like. I get into the bedroom. The beds not been slept in. Fuck. Where is he. I shout Gary but no answer. Shit. I grab my phone and see 7 miss phone calls and a voicemail from Gary I listen to voicemail:
"Jaaaaaaade. Come and get me. Pleaaaaaase. I don't feel well. I love you sexy..." Yep that's Gary drunk off his head. But where the hell is he now? This is weird. I can't even drive, so there's no way I can even find him. Fuck!
I phone Gary's phone but no answer. Where is he? "Come on Barlow" I sigh as I ring him again. Still no answer. I head towards the stairs, I guess I'm not paying attention I have my phone in one hand as well as I'm trying to hobble down the stairs on my crutches. I get to about the 5th step from the bottom, I take y eye off the next step and bang.. I hit the floor like a ton of bricks. "Ouch. Arghh." I groan in pain. My ribs. I've landed on my right side straight onto the on of the crutches. My ribs are killing me right now. I cry out in agony, as I try to take a deep breath. This isn't good at all. I need to go to the hospital. But how? I definitely ain't phoning an ambulance. I will get a taxi or something I have too. I phone a taxi and manage to crawl to the door luckily my bag is there next to the door. Slowly but surely I stand up and make my way out towards the taxi as it arrives. I'm heading towards the hospital when I notice the blood seeping through my shirt, I lift my shirt up slightly and see the gash, I hiss this pain is getting worst.
I decide I have to tell Gary where I am incase he wants to find me. I text him saying :
"Gary I've had a little accident, I'm just on my way to the hospital. Be home soon, hope you will be too. Love you xx"
* One Hour Later *
I've had to have stitches, and boy did it hurt. Still no word from Gary. Where is he? Fuck sakes. I'm in agony right now, I just want him to hold me tightly. And keep me safe. I love him so much.
* Beep Beep *
Gary.
"What? I'm on my way Jade. I'll be there ASAP I promise. Love you xxxxx" Yay that is what I needed to hear. My Barlow is coming. I hope he is ok though he has been out all night. I can't text him back, as the doctor is watching me.
* 20 minutes later *
Gary barges straight through the door. "Jade. Jade are you ok what happened?" He rushes to my side. "Gary I'm ok. But what the hell happened to you?" He has a gash above his eye, which has butterfly stitches and a dark black eye underneath. He has serval scratches down his neck. "Nothing I'm fine babe..." I cut him off "Gary. Don't lie to me! What happened to you last night. Your covered it scratches and have a fucking black eye." I snap at him.
"Jade I was attacked, this guy came up to me and started walking into me and then saying stupid things and i lost it, So I hit him. Then this fucking woman dived on me and started biting me. And clawing at me." He sighs.
"What? You hit them? If I see that woman that did that to you. I'd fucking kill her no one touches my Barlow." I run my fingers over Gary's neck softly. "Did you win the fight with him Barlow?" I smirk a little. "You bet I did baby, haven't you see these?" He does a pose highlighting his huge guns. Fuck me. He is HOT! "I have seen them and I love them. I love you Gary." I press my lips against his softly. "I love you too babe. And jade. Anyway what happened to you?" He slides onto the bed snuggling up to me, I wrap my arms around him.
"Well I went upstairs to find you and you weren't there. I guess I wasn't paying attention on the way down the stairs and I just tripped and fell..." I hiss a little as Gary runs his fingers over the stitches. "I'm sorry baby, and I bet you were on your phone weren't you?" I nod. "I was worried Gary you weren't home and I'd listened to your voicemail. I was scared something had happened and look I was right." I look at Gary's eye it doesn't look pretty at all. But it kinda makes him even hotter is that even fucking possible? I mean come on the man is a god. "Ok maybe I was slightly to blame too and I left you a drunk voicemail didn't I?" He laughs, he clearly doesn't remember it. "Yep you did. It was cute though. Anyway where did you stay last night?" He shrugs. "I'm always cute you know that and I stayed at marks which was fun. He's not speaking to me for some reason." He groans. "Aww baby. When I'm alright you'll have to have a proper might out with me. And well phone him and speak to him ask him what's up. You'll sort it out. Your beautiful Gary you know that right." I press my lips against Gary's softly. He is so beautiful. "I love you." He whispers against my lips.