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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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9. :: 8 Years Later::

The early spring of 2004 had been a warm one, even for British standards, and these were the moments that Charlotte hated it that she worked in a museum. She loved her job, she really did, but the sun was shining so brightly outside that she sighed, wiped her sweating forehead and removed a lock of hair from her face and wished that the museum would dissolve around her and turn into a beach with lots of nice men in tiny swimming gear….”Get your head out of the gutter Charlie,” she told herself.

She jumped when her boss came walking into her office.

“Charlie listen,” her boss looked stressed out which wasn’t like her. “D’you remember that congress I am supposed to go to in 4 days?”

“The one in Spain?”

“Yes, see, I just got a call and my kid had just been admitted into the hospital with appendicitis. Nothing lethal, but I really can’t go to Spain now. Somebody needs to go for me, I know you speak Spanish and erm…somebody will have to do the presentation too.”

“What presentation?” Charlotte asked suspiciously.

“The one about surrealism.”

“That is like oh…2000 years away from my expertise area!” Charlotte hissed.

“I know…I know…but who else can I send? The presentation is finished, visuals and all. You just have to read it out loud.”

“Alright, okay, I’ll do it, but only because it is in Spain mind you!”

“You’ll love Ibiza!”

***

Charlotte was packing her bag. She was actually feeling excited about going, travelling was not one of those perks that came along often in her job. Spain was nice, she indeed spoke Spanish as she had studied it on the side whilst being at Uni doing Roman Art & History. She had never been much of a party crasher, she was way more interested in studying and soaked up every history detail she could get her hands on at the time. Only over the last couple of years had she been going out properly, since three years she had lived on her own. Julia had left their apartment because she had found another job, in London working as a PA for a huge solicitor. Not as flashy, Julia had trusted Charlotte after her first week in London over the phone, but paying a hell of a lot better than Nigel had ever done.

Nigel…they had never really spoken about it anymore. Julia always avoided the subject and after a while it seemed as though nothing had ever happened. Only the Christmas cards from Dawn and Gary, well, Dawn really, remembered Charlotte of things from the past. She had never bothered to send her a card saying Julia didn’t live there anymore. Julia hadn’t spoken to Dawn either in all those years. Especially not after the Christmas card from 2000, when Julia had gotten it she flung it in a corner and left for her room where she had kept herself locked for a couple of hours. Weeks later Charlotte discovered the card, all dusty behind the Christmas tree that she was getting out of the house. On the card it said:

“Thinking of you, always. Love, Dawn, Gary and Daniel.” Daniel being the newly added name on the card Charlotte had figured it probably was their son. After that she hid the cards from Julia.

Charlotte had missed her friend in her life and found some solace in going out nights at a time and dancing until her heels bled, as if only then she felt she was alive; when she felt pain. It was a strange thing, Charlotte was not the kind of person to be negative or depressed but sometimes she needed to feel she was a living person, made from flesh and blood. Music helped too, the beat of loud dance music synchronising with her heart was a fantastic feeling. She could not believe that going out was so much fun, she wished she’d discovered it earlier. Maybe that’s why she was enjoying the idea of going to Ibiza more and more, it was the ultimate party island of Europe after all.

***

“…Thank you for your attention. Muchas gracias.” Charlotte nodded and the whole sala sprung back to life from the massive applause she received for the presentation she had just done, not even her own one and not even one about her field of expertise but it had gone rather well. Relieved she left the stage and accepted the flowers she was handed by one of the congress organisers.

Sitting in the taxi on her way back to the hotel she phoned her boss and told her everything had gone well. When she hung up, she was contemplating what to do next for a minute. She was also invited to a diner with some other guest speakers from the congress. Good for her network but rather boring. When she passed a huge club called “Amnesia” which a huge sign outside saying that tonight was THE night, she grinned and made up her mind. No way was she going to some boring black tie diner party feeling all uptight because she knew the older men would undress her with their eyes and try to get a glimpse of her chest when she’d get up from the table.

“I’d much rather have a young hot DJ undressing me with his eyes,” she thought as she put on her sexiest black top and tight black skirt.

***

The atmosphere inside the club was amazing, even if it was a club with as cheesy a name as “Amnesia”, Charlotte was enjoying herself. She was dancing high above the ground on a sort of pillar, all around her people were dancing to the music of the hot Spanish DJ that was stood behind the mixing desk. “Gay!” was the first thing she had thought when she’d laid eyes on him upon entering the club. But the cheap Vodka Lime had kept her inside, his music was pretty good to be honest and it only got better after her third Vodka Lime.

Suddenly, the music faded away and lights stopped flickering. Some cheering rose up from the dancing crowd beneath her but most people were stood still, wondering where the music had gone. A new DJ took the mixing desk and the gayish Spaniard left followed by a totally queer looking she-male hanging from his lips.

The massive beat of music made her heart skip as once again the club was drowned in hard dance music. Charlotte smiled and decided she needed another drink and made her way over to the bar. When she’d ordered she turned around and looked at the dancing masses before her, she sipped from her drink and kept the strong alcohol inside her mouth for a while. Enjoying it thoroughly when she finally swallowed and felt the burning sensation at the back of her throat.

Another sensation came over her as she looked at the mixing desk. There was something familiar about the DJ’s movements. His head hung low as he changed the records and moved to the beat of his own music. His hair was a little curly and his arms looked muscular. Charlotte moved closer towards him to see a little better.

A jolt of recognition ran over her spine.

***

He so did not like this. He never liked drinking people around him. He was thinking about giving up on alcohol lately, it was such poison he thought as he looked at the complete drunk Spanish girl that was sitting next to him, flirting with him as if her life depended on it. She was completely unaware that her left boob was nearly hanging out of her already tiny top, it was a miracle anyway she had managed to get them in there he thought, and that her mascara was all over the place, expect on her lashes.

A dark haired, small figure brushed passed him and stood in front of him looking up at the mixing desk.

Dark hair…

The dark hair was dancing in the wind.

The perfume, it was her!

A jolt of recognition ran over his spine.
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