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If They Only Knew | |||||
Gabrielle padded downstairs. She wanted coffee. And pills. Good combination that was. She pulled her robe around herself tighter as she reached the kitchen. Stuart wand Astrid were there eating pancakes and chatting in Germlish (also known as German-ishy English). Gabrielle headed for the coffee pot, which was churning out that lovely java bean smell. “Morning” she yawned, putting a hand to her mouth, and then up to her hair, pleased to find it was doing that thing again, where half of it is plastered to her face and the other half looks like small woodland creatures have made a home in it. Ooh good thing she woke up to Paul this morning. “Gutan Morgan!” Astrid cheered, “You want, er, what do you call them… Pancakes?” “No I…” she started to say while puling down a coffee cup, but Stuart cut her off “She’ll have pancakes” he said, nodding. “Lots of them” “Uarugh” she moaned “I’m not in the mood for lots of food” “Well that’s ‘orrible luv,” Stuart grinned charmingly “cos you’re just going to have to” Gabrielle sneered at him “You better thank god you’re so cute, mate, and you can get away with that” “Mmm” he grinned “Don’t go spare on me, it’s just food. Side’s I can’t ‘elp it that I’m prettier then you” “I can hit you and we’ll see how bloody pretty you are then” They laughed. Gabrielle noticed Astrid looking at her curiously. She glanced over and caught her gaze. Oh bloody hell. IT was the *I know you did something you shouldn’t have* look. Uhhhhhh… “He Stu?” she said, pulling up a chair next to Astrid and sipping her coffee carefully “Yeah?” he pushed a plate towards her and stacked some food on it “Would you sod off fer a bit? I need to talk to yer girl a bit” Stuart pouted and Astrid laughed. She gave him a quick kiss, patted him on the face and mumbled something in German. He nodded and stood up to leave. Gabrielle started eating, hoping she wouldn’t have to talk this way and maybe Astrid would just come out and say it. She didn’t. She just stared with an expressionless face. Gabrielle sighed “Ok, Astrid, what is it?” She grinned “Who, might I ask, was in your room last night?” Gabrielle snorted “No one…” Astrid laughed and stood up to tae her plate to the sink “Was that what I heard last night then?“ She blushed about ten different shades of red and looked nervously at Astrid “You *heard us?” “Of course” Astrid giggled, she came back and sat down next to Gabby “You were quite loud. So, who was it?” “Uh.” She hesitated and looked away from Astrid “You wouldn’t know him…” “You’re lying” Astrid giggled “I can tell, you’re a horrible liar.” “Oh fuck” “So,” Astrid continued “You can either tell me or I can guess, Ja?” “I-” Gabby started to say but Astrid cut her off “Ja, John?” “er… no” “George?” “No!” “Klause?” “Gah, no.” “Jurgan?” “No” “Pete?” “Oh fuck, no! Not Pete! Fer Christ’s sakes Astrid what d‘you take me for?” Astrid looked thoughtful “You know what this means?” “Um. No” “Paul!” Gabrielle didn’t say anything, she just blushed further while Astrid squealed and clapped her hands in joy. “Ja, it is Paul!” then she began raving in German until she realized Gabrielle couldn’t understand her and started speaking slower. Prodding her for information. “Hey, luv” Stuart popped his head in the door “How do I do that thing with the…” He stopped seeing Astrid giggling and nudging a blushing and obviously embarrassed Gabby. “What’s going on?” he grinned, managing to catch something about Paul. Astrid looked at him, and then looked at Gabby and gave her a suggestive look “Nothing Darling” she said sweetly. Stu raised one eyebrow and looked at Gabby “Paul?” he asked “What about him” “Nothing” Astrid said again, a bit too quickly Stu looked at Gabrielle and then he looked at his overjoyed fiancée and then he looked back at her again and made a strangled sound and fell over. Gabrielle whined “Astrid, why did you do that?” Stuart stood up quickly and stumbled over to a chair “You slept with Paul!” “Fuck off Stu, I’m not in the mood…” “You slept with PAUL!?!” “Sutcliffe I will hit you so hard….” “Why did you sleep with Paul? He looks like a girl” Stuart gasped then and pointed at her comically “Dormant bisexual nature!” he gasped and busted up laughing. Gabrielle groaned and whacked him around the head which just made him laugh harder. “Shut up!” He started calming down a bit then, he cleared his throat “Gabby” “What” “I promise I won’t tell anyone” he said seriously She narrowed her eyes “why…..?” Stuart shrugged “Because I know that John and George will kill him for it. And they don’t need to go look for another Bass player.” Gabrielle sighed “You lads need to not be so protective of me.” “Aw, it’s only cause we love you” he grinned Astrid chuckled and stood up “You should feel lucky” “No,” Gabrielle groaned “it’s like having five incredibly mad older brothers” Stu shook his head “I think it’s more like, Paul crossed some sort of boundary that none of us were supposed to cross with you. They’d all go spare, I know they would. I’m not cos I, being the eldest, obviously have more sense then all of them put together” “No you don’t” she snorted “You’re just as mad as the rest of them” He grinned “Don’t worry bout it Gabby. Tell Paul to forget it ever bloody even happened and leave it at that” |
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