Since I Saw Him Last: A Gary Barlow Fanfic

Chapter Thirty One

I woke up with plenty of time to get ready. I had a quick bite to eat, showered and made up my face. I put my black and white striped summer dress on and packed the last few items in my bag. Surely if Gary was taking me abroad he would've asked me to bring my passport? He's definitely not taking me to the Mediterranean. I shook the idea from my head. Right, where's Tony? I wish he'd hurry up so I can get this weekend started! The doorbell rang, I opened the door to Tony who smiled at me awkwardly. "Like me to take your bag?" I nodded, "Yes, please." Tony put my bag in the boot as I locked my front door. I walked down the front path and stepped in the car. "Tony?" "Yes, Natasha?" "Where are we headed?" I asked curiously. "I'm on strict orders not to tell you." He smiled a half smile. Hmm. "How long will the drive be? You can at least tell me that." I urged. "20 minutes or so, so not long." He said as he looked at me in his rear view mirror. I decided to give Charlotte a call, I hadn't spoken to her since Thursday night. "Charlie? How are you?" I said. "Hey Tash, I'm great thanks. I have so much to tell you," she whispered. "Why are you whispering?" I asked. "Mark's here. Like I said, I have so much to tell you!" She sounded excited. "You still up for coming round tomorrow?" I paced myself, "Umm, about tomorrow. Gary's surprised me with a weekend away. Well, at least that's what I think." "Really? I told you he'd whisk you away. These boys, honestly. They never fail to surprise me. Listen, you have an amazing weekend with the BF and we'll meet up early next week, you can come round mine. I better go, Mark's waking up. Love you Tash, have fun." I laughed, "Bye Charlie, speak when I get back." It looks like Mark's lowered his barriers. Charlotte must've given him a good talking to, there is no end to that girl's talents.

It looked like we were heading towards the river and wondered if Gary would be taking me on a boat of some kind. Tony pulled into a road and drove into an underground car park. "Natasha, go through that door over there and go up in the lift to the ground floor. Ask for Gary at reception." Tony explained, he got out of the car to retrieve my bag from the boot. I got out of the car too and he handed me my bag, "Wow, okay. Thanks Tony, see you sometime soon." He smiled, got into the car and waited until I'd walked through the door. I jumped in the lift and pressed the button for the ground floor. I wondered why there were no signs on the building when we drove in. It all seems so mysterious. Maybe it's a secret location? I was greeted by a tall, young, brunette gentleman, "Madam, are you Natasha?" How did he know my name? "Mr Barlow is expecting you. If you would like to walk through those doors on the left and wait in the lounge area." I nodded and smiled, "Thank you." I walked through the set of doors and turned right into a small yet modern looking lounge area. There, sat on the sofa, was my gorgeous boyfriend, Gary. He was wearing faded grey jeans and his infamous tight white shirt. He had his sunglasses on top of his head. As soon as he saw me he took the sunglasses from his head and clipped them to his shirt. He was wearing a wide smile, he walked over and kissed me softly, "How you doing?" I smiled back at him, "Gary, this must be the world's best kept secret. I still have no idea what's going on." Gary chuckled, "You soon will." We waited for a few minutes, we didn't speak, we just sat together in a comfortable silence. A blonde lady wearing her hair in a tight neat bun walked over to us, she looked classy and her make up was flawless, she could easily be a model. "Mr Barlow, would you like to follow me please." She looked over at me and smiled politely. Gary grabbed his Prada bag and then reached for mine, "Give it here, let me help you." "I'm alright, I can carry it." Gary held me by the hand and followed the lady around the corner. She waited at another set of lifts. She walked in and pressed for the 10th floor. "We're going right to the top," she said as she clasped both hands together and placed them in front of her. We reached the 10th floor and walked out into a glass windowed room. I looked over to the left at what looked like a reception area where a petite brunette, wearing the same uniform as the blonde lady, was standing. I looked to a large sign behind her which read RIVERSIDE HELIPORT. Oh shit, Gary is taking me in a helicopter!