Mr Barlow

Chapter Thirty-Four

Songs for this chapter:

Westlife - World Of Our Own

Olly Murs ft Rizzle Kicks - Heart Skips A Beat

Ed Sheeran - Sing

Boyzone - Light Up The Night

"Gary..." I whispered. "Gary!" I whispered louder and shook his chest slightly.

"Katie." He said in the most angelic morning voice. "What, are you okay?" He whispered and sat up pulling me with him.

"G, we're still naked." I said looking down between us.

"Is that what you woke me up for? To share with me our clothing situation?" He asked sleep still laced into his voice.

"No, it was just an observation. Shush, listen." I said keeping still.

"Wha-"

"Shush." I shushed him and cut him off. We could hear voices coming from what sounded like the kitchen. I was curious and so stood up and started to walk towards where the sound was coming from.

"Woah, wait." Gary loudly whispered pulling me back by my waist. "I don't know where you think you're going with no clothes on." He continued whispering.

"Shit." I cursed and turned around just for Gary to throw my underwear and his t-shirt -that nearly came down to my knees- at me. He also stood up pulling on a pair of his boxers while I also put on the clothes he'd just given me.

Gary wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and walked forward towards the kitchen door. We stopped outside it and listened in to hear giggling.

"Guys, is it PG in there because we'd really like to come in, thanks." Which apparently caused even more laughter.

"Honestly, we're coming in." Gary said behind me.

We both popped our head around the door to make sure it was safe a clear to go in before actually going in. Luckily for us there was nothing much going on.

"Hi." They both said as we did.

"Hi." Me and Gary replied simultaneously as we pushed the door open and walked in smirking at them.

"Hope we didn't disturb anything." I said winking.

"Well, it's a good job you came in now or you might have." Lauren said laughing and then sitting on the chair at the counter.

"Ugh." I cringed as I walked over to the kettle. "Gary, do you want anything to drink?" I asked.

"Can I have a cup of tea please?" He asked smiling at me.

"Of course." I replied getting everything out that I'd need. "So, I would ask how the date went last night but, seeming as Marks here." I said putting my hand on his shoulder. "And not at home, it must have gone quite well." I smirked at her again.

"It went well, after I got over the initial shock, I do wish you'd of told me before so I could of prepared, it was very embarrassing." She said smiling.

"I think you missing the whole point of it being called 'a blind date' there." Gary said joining in and walking over to me.

"Exactly." I said agreeing. "If we'd of told you who you were actually going on a date with, one; it does in fact lose the whole point of it and two; then we wouldn't be able to hear the embarrassing story of your reaction." I cheekily smiled at her.

"But." She heavily sighed. "It wasn't even just embarrassing, it was worse than when you saw Olly Murs for the first time bad." She sighed again. Mark and Gary both looked at me obviously wanting an explanation to the memory.