I'll Always Look Out For You - Chris Martin Fanfiction

Chapter Eight

It was now late February and Chris's birthday was rapidly approaching. He was having a surprise party organised by his band mates. One evening in the common room Guy had discreetly taken me aside and informed me about their plans for the party and I had finally learnt the names of the other people in the band. Guy was the bassist, on drums was Will and the elusive guitarist, who Chris often told me how good he was at guitar, was a guy called Jonny. Then there was their manager, Phil. Chris had gone to school with him but he had ended up at a different university.

I was still yet to hear Chris's band play but he assured me it would be worth the wait as he had written a song for me but they were just trying to perfect playing it together. It made my insides turn to goo when he told me. That man just continued to amaze me. I was eager to hear them, I was even nervous for him because I was just about the first person they had ever played for that wasn't in the band. Chris was excited, though. I could tell. And he was really excited for his birthday which I found incredibly cute.

His birthday fell on a Sunday but they had decided to host the party on the Saturday before it, so all his friends could get drunk and not have to worry about waking up early for lectures the next morning. Chris and I would probably be the only ones there not drinking. Chris rarely, if ever, drank. I didn't think I'd ever seen him drink in all the months I had known him. I simply didn't like the taste, plus it brought out an unpleasant side in me. But there would be loads of food and party games so it promised to be a great night.

We'd rented out one of the halls for the party. It was absolutely huge and the architecture was amazing, it was about 100 years old. After the lunch on Friday Chris's band mates and I decided to skip our last lecture of the day. We'd put so much time, planning, thought and not to mention money into this party that we couldn't afford to give the game up so close to the big day. Chris would go to his lecture as normal but we wouldn't, we'd never know as none of us were studying the same course. Besides, last thing on Friday was the time most teachers, as well as students, officially gave up on the week so we wouldn't miss much.

When I arrived at the hall 10 minutes after lunch had ended, a highly precise military operation was already underway. One of the boys was barking orders at Guy and another boy who I didn't yet know the name of as they arranged a table at the back of the room. It was quite amusing. I stifled a giggle as the one who was ordering the others around spun around to face me. His face relaxed and he broke out into a huge grin. He was chubby - probably from drinking too much - surprisingly tall and had brown hair which perched on the top of his head.

"Here she is. The girl who's been the greatest gift for our song writing in the history of man." He smiled and shook my hand. "I'm Will by the way and that's Jonny. You already know Guy, right?"

"Yeah we've met before. Nice to finally meet you guys!" I grinned. They were really warm and friendly. Jonny walked over towards us.

"Ah! It's nice to finally put a name to the face of the girl who's been stealing our singer!" Jonny joked. "Good to see you, at last."

The pleasantries were soon over and I was quickly treated as one of the troops, Will dictated where I should stick the large gold letters that spelt out "HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY CHRIS". After many moves up a bit, down a bit, right a bit and left a bit...finally, they were up to his meticulous standards. The room looked amazing. Will, Guy and Jonny would come back a bit earlier than all the guests tomorrow to lay out food and balloons, while I would entertain Chris for the day. At the back we had arranged several large tables to form a U shape for food and drinks, in front of it were a few smaller chairs and tables for people to sit at. By the door we had put out a couple of tables for presents. We were expecting around 50 guests but I knew more would invite themselves. I didn't mind as long as they actually cared about Chris.