Chapter 11

 (NOTE FROM AUTHOR - I am writing this on here because tweets are not long enough! So yes, here it is the continuation of my fan fiction which will now continue every Sunday :) I am afraid its not very long as I quite seriously hurt my hand and am therefore having trouble typing, also to all the people who asked to be in it I will be putting you into next weeks chapter as I had already written this chapter by the time I was asked, but don't worry, none of you have been forgotten! I hope you enjoy it and any feedback is greatly appreciated!) <3

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“No, no, no I want the drapes beside the windows, not over the windows! Why would I want drapes over the windows? It will block out all the bloody light!” Gary threw his arms up in the air in exasperation. God, you want something done properly you have to do the damn thing yourself.

Jason raised his eyebrows as he sat down on a chair draped with white cloth next to Howard. Despite the fact that Gary had truly gone over the top with the decorations for the Donald-Orange wedding, Jason did have to admit the place did look pretty magical. Outside people buzzed around like bees stringing up fairy lights in the porch and placing flowers in every spare corner. Jason was also pretty sure he had seen an ice sculpture being wheeled into the foyer.

“When we told Gary we wanted a simple wedding how much of that went in?” Jason said laughing.

Howard shook his head, laughing as well. “All of it except the word ‘simple’.”

The big double doors at the end of the hall swung open and Mark strode in. He was still getting used to walking, after spending so long in a wheelchair. It had taken him a while to get used the metal plates in his knees as well but he was getting there. Squinting his eyes against the sunlight that spilled into the room he watched as Gary, muttering to himself, strung up huge white drapes along the walls.

“Did they get the drapes wrong again?” Mark said grinning.

Howard nodded. “I thought they looked fine but then that’s Gaz.”

Mark slumped down beside him. “Tell me about it, we got into bed last night and I reached over to kiss him but before I could get anywhere near him he started on a rant that lasted half an hour about how the table cloths were cream when he had specifically asked for ‘crystal white’ and I am telling you, table cloths? Not exactly an aphrodisiac.”

Jason snorted. “We’re sorry we’ve stolen Gaz from you these past few months.”

Mark looked grim. It was true. It had been 4 months since Gary and himself had admitted their true feelings for each other and although Mark often stayed the night at Gaz’s they had yet to consummate their relationship. Mark wasn’t quite sure why this was; perhaps Gary was just to stressed out by the wedding… but as the months passed by Mark had certainly began worrying about it. He had tried to ask Gaz about it the other night but before he could get anything out his mouth Gary got a call from the caterer to inform him they could no longer do the salmon dish and Gary near had a nervous break down.

“Ahhh.” Gary said, evidently pleased with his handy work he turned to the guys. “Don’t you just love weddings?”

Howard and Jason smiled at each other and shared a brief kiss. Mark grinned.

“Hello by the way.” Mark said.

Gary turned his smiling eyes to Mark. “Hello.” He said leaning down and kissing Mark. “Sorry I was distracted by the drapes, how long have you been here?”

Mark rolled his eyes. “And I love you too.”

Gary looked sheepish. He supposed he had been letting the wedding control his life, well he just wanted everything to look perfect and that was easier said than done. He’d already made it up in his head that as soon as the wedding was over he would surprise Mark with something. Although he had no idea what… Mark wasn’t a man who wanted for much, unlike Gary; Mark didn’t really do presents or romantic gestures. Gary had spent a while brainstorming what he could do but had come up with nothing. He’d asked Rachel, who had suggested he do something in the bedroom, which had caused Gary to need to lie down for a while. Because what Gary hadn’t told Mark is that… he had only really got… intimate with one person and that whole thing had turned into a total disaster, which had left him fairly shy of such things. What if he wasn’t any good? What if he didn’t know what to do? Actually Gary was pretty sure he would have no idea what to do but he couldn’t bring himself to ask anyone. He supposed he had been using the stress of the wedding to put off having what will be an extremely awkward conversation with Mark.

Gary sighed. It wasn’t that he didn’t… want to, it was just that he didn’t want to ruin what he had with Mark if it turned out he was crap. Gary valued his relationship with Mark too much to put it in jeopardy. He supposed he could ask Jason or something… Although Gary wasn’t really comfortable talking about… that stuff. With one last look at Mark he returned to the job at hand. The Donald-Orange wedding was truly going to be a spectacular event.

Mark watched as Gary walked away from him again and slumped down in his chair evidently frustrated with the whole situation. Gary was so damn hard to read sometimes. Getting up he walked off to get some air.

Jason’s phone buzzed in his pocket and he reached to answer it… the name flashed up on his screen and his heart skipped a beat. Reddening he shot up out of his chair.

Howard raised his eyebrows. “Where are you off to so fast?”

Jason looked slightly pained. “Um, do you think it’s okay if I leave a little early?”

Howard grinned. Gary was insisting that Jason and Howard sleep in separate hotels the night before their wedding, as much as they had both protested Gary would have none of it and was personally escorted Howard to his hotel room to make sure he was well and truly alone.

“You go, I’ll say goodbye to Mark and take Gary’s car.” Howard said smiling. He couldn’t believe the night before their wedding had finally come. He felt sick, scared, excited and breathless all at the same time and it was wonderful.

Jason leaned down and kissed him. “See you tomorrow then…” He said smiling.

Howard nodded. “Tomorrow… yeah.”

Jason picked up his coat and with one last kiss walked out the door. The next time he would walk through them would be as a married man. Howard shook his head. It’s a crazy, crazy world.

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“I told you not to call during the day… what if Howard had seen… he might have questions.” Jason whispered into his phone. He was stood in the hallway with all the coats; his eyes darted around the room making sure he was definitely alone.

He smiled. “I can’t wait to see you either.”

Leaning back against the coats he ran his hand through his hair. “I’ve been thinking about you.”

“I’ll see you tonight, you’ve got my hotel right?” Jason smiled again and made his way out of the door.

The door swung closed and Mark stepped out from behind one of the coats, his face red and his heart hammering. He hadn’t meant to be there when Jason had hurried in with his phone pressed to his ear… Mark had only come in to get his coat. It would have been too late anyway, Mark had heard everything.