Mr Barlow

Chapter Nine

It didn't take me long to pack I'm not fussy when it comes to clothes so I just threw some in my bag, I also put in some make up, CDs, DVDs, toiletries, all the essentials. For saying it was October, it was quite warm so I threw on a pair of shorts - ugh you could see some of my bruises with these on, oh well - I also had on a nice light blue woman's shirt which was tucked in to my shorts, on top of the shirt I had a black blazer on with the sleeves rolled up slightly and I had simple black flat shoes on.

I picked up all my bags and managed to carry them down stairs without falling over. Gary was sat on the sofa as as soon as he saw me he came over and took one of the bags off me which made it a bit easier.

"Thank you" I said to him.

"It's okay. You ready?" He asked.

"I just need to get my phone and charger." I responded.

"Okay, I'll go put these bags in the car and then you come out" he said walking out the door. I picked up my phone and took the charger out the plug, I didn't know what was going to happen in these next couple of weeks but I was excited to find out. I'd already locked up everything like windows, doors apart from the front door obviously. I sighed as I walked over to the door, I walked out, turned round and locked it. I turned round to see Gary leaning against the car with the door open and the album we were listening to yesterday playing. He looked really hot.

"Oh what's that?" I partially shouted. "Wait, wait, it's your ego again." I continued laughing.

"Oh you never paid last time you said that."

"I slept in the same bed as you last night, I hard you snoring in my ear I think I paid." I said walking over to him and the car.

"Oh well that's just rude." He held out my hand to help me get in.

"Thank you." He then closed my door and walked round to his own side. I just sat there with my eyes closed, listening to his voice and smiling. He must have been looking at me because he simply asked.

"What?" I just opened my eyes and looked at him once he'd spoke.

"Your voice, it's just so perfect." I told him as he started up the car and drove down the road. "Remember when we both used to have the dream of becoming singers, we used to sing all the time and everywhere. You made it and I'm proud of you." I told him while smiling.

"Do you still sing ever? You had such a cute little voice, you could have gone far you know." He told me with a slight smile covering his lips.

"I don't really ever sing to be honest, you know just every now and again to the radio, I stopped when you left." I explained.

"You should sing to me sometime, see if you're voice is still nice we could do a song together or something." I didn't respond and just sat there again with my eyes closed and listened to his music.

It didn't take us long to get to his house, it looked massive. He parked up and said "Stay here for a minute." He got out of the car, took my bags in to his house and walked back up to the car, he opened my door. "Stand up." He smiled.

"What are you doing Barlow?" I asked as I stood up. He put one of his arms on my back and the other at the back of my knees.

"Put your arm around my neck" I couldn't help but laugh as I did what he said.

"Garyyyy!" I complained.

"Shhhh." He pushed the back of my knees and picked me up.

"God you're so embarrassing." I complained again. He ignored me and carried me down the path and through the doors. It was massive but beautiful, it looks like a smaller version of Jays house in The Great Gatsby. He carried me over to his gorgeous, big, black grand piano just near the stairs. He sat down and started playing it, it sounded like Greatest Day and sounded gorgeous as a piano version, Gary started singing, this time I sat there and watched him, he looks so relaxed and happy when he's playing the piano and singing. Once he had finished he stood up and walked round to me and helped me down off the piano. He took my hand and showed me round the rest off the house, it was so big.