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The Ultimate Take That Story COMPLETE	By : MissLizzie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Take That Views: 5447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Take That. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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11.

“He phoned Robbie but not us?” Howard was very pissed off, he just got off the phone with Gary who told him everything about Nigel’s plans. He sat next to Jason in his hotel room who had just booked two tickets to go back to Manchester. Gary had asked them to meet up with all the lads to talk about this. It was strange knowing that within a couple of days, Take That would sit together again. They hadn’t been together, all of them, in 8 years.

Jason however, had been longing to go home for a couple of days now. Ever since Charlotte left Ibiza, he had felt the urge to jump on the first plane that came along. Unfortunately for him, there weren’t any flights scheduled for a whole week after Charlotte had left. It was Saturday now, and finally they were flying home tonight. The meeting with Gary, Mark and perhaps Robbie was pushed to the back of his mind. There was only one person he desperately wanted to see, it was Charlotte.

Howard who had noticed that his friend was totally not taking in the importance of this meeting said to him: “Jay, you do realise that we might have to speak to Nigel again?”
The word “Nigel” seemed to do the trick. Jason was literally terrified of Nigel. Nigel had made singing for him a struggle, every single day that he was in Take That. Nigel had been the one who made Jason doubt himself, who had caused his endless sleepless nights, who had made sure his perfectionism had gone totally out of control. How many times had Nigel called him “just a decorator”, countless of times. Even thinking about it now, was painful. It was because of Nigel, that Jason felt useless in everything that he did. Even today. Jason headed towards his bedroom, to pack things and think things over. Like he always did.

He peered at himself in the mirror. The stitches in his lip were slightly visible but he felt a whole lot better. He’d also made an appointment with his GP for that afternoon so he could take the stitches out the minute he’d arrived back in England.

He was flicking through some papers and documents when he came across a copy from the hospital document that Charlotte had filled out for him the night he had his lipped stitched. He smiled and neatly folded it, ready to be put in a safe place. As he folded the paper, he suddenly noticed there was something written on the back:

“If you need any other translation help, please come and see me. Charlie, xx”

Underneath, she’d scribbled her address and Jason immediately went back to cloud number nine where he had been that whole week.

***
Julia woke up in a splendid mood. It was Saturday, her day off, spring was at its peak and the air around her seemed to smell of flowers.
When she jumped out of the shower, she saw she’d received a message on her phone.

“Hi, still on for dinner tonight? Will see you at your place! Love, Bob.”

And there was the biggest reason why her mood was so great, Robbie Williams. She had been calling, texting and chatting with him all week and had become friends in that short time. They felt completely at ease with one another. She was just texting him back when her doorbell rang. And there he was, Robbie was standing at her door looking miserable.
“Rob?! You just sent me a text?”
“Yeah, and then I got this phone call, can I please, please come in.”
“Sure.”
Robbie entered her apartment and crashed down on her couch rubbing his face.
“He called me and I just didn’t know what to say. I felt so angry and scared at the same time. I know it’s not his fault I just….just..” he looked as though he was about to cry and Julia sat next to him patting him on the back.
“Who called you then?”
“Gary Barlow. He wants me to come and meet the other guys and talk about this Nigel plan. I’m so scared, what if they still hate me?!”
“I don’t believe Gary hates you.”
“He should, after all the things I’ve said about him.”
“Well, isn’t it a good sign that they want to discuss things with you too?”
Robbie shrugged and looked for a cigarette in his pocket, Julia passed him one.
“If they’d still hate you, they wouldn’t have invited you now would they?”
Robbie fell silent for a bit. Julia hugged him, “It’ll be alright, you’ll see.”
“Will you come with me then?”
“What, to meet Gary?”
“Yeah and the other lads?”
The other lads…Howard.

Robbie saw her eyes changing, they filled with fear the moment he had mentioned the other lads. Was she scared of meeting them as well? Hadn’t she already worked with them? Then it flashed through his mind again, he had joked about it, but obviously those red cheeks of her when he had mentioned Howard wanting to shag were had given her a away a bit.
What was it that Howard had done to her?

***
The wheels of the plane touched down and Jason felt free to breath again. He hated flying but today it went extraordinary well. Maybe it was because he was on a mission.

Howard looked at his friend, he had never seen him so upbeat about any woman. Sure, Jason had had his share of women. Super star status came with lots of pretty women and Jason had always been the one who found the prettiest. The prettiest though, mostly came with the biggest attitudes. And many a breakfast of Take That had started with telling each other the outrageous details of their night. Jason never failed to contribute on that one, and he sniggered as he remembered a particular story of Jason and a stunning brunette who had turned into a right vixen in the bedroom and had forced Jason into spanking her. He chuckled out loud.

“What are you laughing about?” Jason asked.
“Just thinking about Spank me Sally,” Howard replied and he laughed even louder when he saw Jason rolling his eyes.

***
Mark was on the phone with Gary. “Did you ring him?” Mark wanted to know.
“Yup, I did. He sounded…weird.”
“God, that’s not so strange is it. You haven’t spoken with him in over 10 years! Did he say he’d come?”
“Actually, he didn’t really say he’d come. He just sort of accepted the information of us getting together and discuss this thing. Did you know he sued Nigel for it?”
“Yeah, Jonathan told me this morning. D’you know what Gaz, I am so looking forward to seeing all of you guys again. It’s strange, a real overwhelming feeling. I haven’t seen all of you for so long. Gods I haven’t even seen Daniel since he was just a baby!”
Gary smiled and let Mark ramble. He loved it too actually, life hadn’t gone as planned for him either. Oh his personal life was nothing but bliss, two gorgeous children whom he loved to death, a lovely wife who he seemed to love more and more every day. But his career had been a disaster. The whole Robbie versus Gary feud hadn’t been easy on him and being dumped by his record label was still a black day in his memory. People stopped wanting to work with him and treated him as an outcast. For God’s sake, he did win an Ivor Novello Award! But most artists saw him as that looser from Take That and refused to record any of the song he’d written. Lately, things were better. The Blue project was great. But sometimes he did think back of the Take That days. He’d done things all wrong, he hadn’t enjoyed it. Had always seen it as the first step to something bigger. But what if Take That was as big as he was going to get? Gary sighed and thought of how hard it had been to work with Nigel. A sudden rush came over him and out of the blue he said to Mark: “Markie, this time we’re going to do things completely different!”

***

Charlotte was at home, enjoying a lazy late Saturday afternoon. She sat on the couch, drinking wine and reading her favourite book for the hundredth time; Pride and Prejudice. Her legs curled up underneath her and her bare feet buried in the cushions. Just as she was reading the part where Mr. Darcy and Lizzy Bennet finally kiss…her doorbell rang. Wondering who the bastard was that interrupted her reading she sighed and put the book aside, heading towards her door.

The tall good looking gentleman at her door, nearly made her gasp for air. Jason Orange, wearing a thin white shirt, baggy jeans, flip-flops and huge sunglasses smiled his most biggest and sexiest smile at her as she opened the door.
Charlotte hesitated, not having a clue how to great him. She wanted to hug him, kiss him but didn’t know what to do with herself. Jason stepped inside, placed his hand on her hip and kissed her on her cheek as if he had done so a million times before. He immediately walked on, inviting himself in her house.
Charlotte grinned, he was playing her game now.

“Pride and Prejudice?” he asked, his eyebrows raised as he held the book.
“Yes, you don’t like it?”
“Naaah, girls stuff,” he said with a teasing smile.
“You have to imagine Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy, makes it a lot better.” Charlotte replied cheekily.
“If you’d rather have Colin here, I can give him a ring,” Jason mockingly took out his phone.
“Naah,” Charlotte laughed.

She walked up to him and touched his face.
“It healed nicely,” she said as she admired his lips, turning his face towards the light. The late afternoon sun rays reflected in Jason’s blue eyes. His strong jaw with a days stubble on it felt rough and oddly smooth at the same time to Charlotte’s hand. He pouted his lips involuntary which made his jaw get an ever nicer shape.
“So, you’re back into full functioning then?” Charlotte asked, feeling her heart rate slowly rising.
“I dunno, maybe you should check,” Jason whispered as he lowered his head, leaning in on her. He didn’t kiss her right away, just as his lips were about to touch hers, he moved his head sideways. His chin brazing her cheek made her shudder. Slowly, Charlotte’s hands started to discover the radiating body in front of her. Her hands started on his shoulders, travelling down via his upper arms, feeling his strong muscles as they moved underneath her hands. She wrapped her arms around his chest and pulled him towards her.
Jason’s mouth was on her collarbone where he left tiny kisses going up to her neck. Throwing her head back, Charlotte enjoyed his kisses while lazily leaning in to his perfect body. He smelled wonderful, his skin so smooth and his hands everywhere. Spreading out his fingers on her back as if he wanted to touch as much as possible of her at the same time. He pulled her closer into his arms and finally, his mouth came up to her lips. He lingered there for a few seconds, opening his eyes and searching her soul through her eyes. Her breath was fast, her lips were open just a bit. He felt her breath on his cheeks, on his lips while her hands had found a way underneath his silk shirt.
He softly placed a gentle kiss on her lips, keeping his mouth closed and just savouring the shiver that went through Charlotte’s body. His hands slid up from the small of her back, to her neck and in her hair. Her beautiful raven hair.
Her hands had found his chest underneath his shirt and it pleased her to find out that his heart was banging just as loudly as hers was. They finally gave in to the lust raging through their bodies and as Charlotte opened her mouth to let him taste her, he lifted her off her feet. Carrying her to the couch he gently put her down. Jason looked down on Charlotte and smiled. She smiled back.
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