Mr Barlow: Chapter 1, Part 1

Charlie worked as a runner at Abbey Road Studios in London. She was a singer but took the job in hope that one day she'd be discovered, it was hard work, but meeting the famous singers/songwriters that came through the door was a big perk of the job.
Everyone knew Charlie. She was always there helping, organising and providing anything they'd ask for, but she was always thanked and showered with gifts.
Today Charlie was excited. This morning she walked to work with a spring in her step. The studio had been booked for the day by her favourite group Take That. She loved their work and had all their music. When she was younger Charlie's bedroom walls were covered with Take That posters. She lie every night staring at them her eyes always going to Gary, Gary Barlow, he was her favourite. But today she had to be on her best behaviour, shake hands, introduce herself and act professional so no drooling, no giggling and no screaming. It was going to be very difficult but she could do it, she'd no choice.

Opening the front door of the studio Charlie could hear voices coming from down the hall. Walking in to the office she took off her coat and jheaded straight to the kitchen to make coffee. On the way she bumped intoMr Patterson, her manager, waving. Is hands in the air. "Oh!, Charlie, just the the person i was looking for." He said breathlessly. "Take That are here, their asking for tea, Help!" Charlie smiled, "I'm on it" she said hurrying off down the hall. Charlie could hardly breath, they weren't suppose to be there until later, she wasn't as prepares as she thought. Checking the try had everything she slowly walked down the hall, she was shaking, the try rattled. Charlie stopped and steadied herself against the wall, "Calm down for Christ sake, pull youself together," Charlie scolded herself. She stood outside studio 1, taking a deep breath she opened the door with her elbow pushing it the rest of the way with her bum walking in backwards. The talking and laughing stopped as she heard Mark shout, "Tea's up". Jason ran over to help her with the door, she shyly  mumbled a thank you without looking at him and walked to the table. Setting the try down she began to pour,she was afraid to look up at them, if she looked she was sure she'd faint.

They all stood gathered around the table, eager for the tea their hands grabbed at the cups. She knew which hand belonged to whom with out looking at their faces, Gary was on her left standing close beside her. No more stalling, she thought, she had to introduce herself. Taking a deep breath Charlie pulled her shoulders back and looked straight ahead, Marks friendly face smiled back, "Nice cuppa", he said & the rest mumbled in agreement. "I'm Charlie, your runner", she said in a strong voice, " If there's anything you need just ask and I'll get it for you".She breathed, she was sure the whole room could hear her heart pounding. Howard, Jason, Robbie & Mark raised their cups in the air and together said, "Cheers Charlie!", before walking back to the sofa in the corner of the room.
Gary was still standing beside her drinking his tea staring at her over the rim of his cup. Charlie looked at him but not for long, she quickly turned away, her legs were like jelly. "You make a lovely cuppa," he said, Charlie looked at him this time she held his gaze, she couldn't turn away even if she'd wanted to. Gary moved closer to her, reaching out he took a biscuit, dunking it into his tea he ate it hungrily. She stared at him as he looked at her and he licked his lips, then his fingers, and then his thumb, " Oooooh! Chocolate hob-nobs," he groaned. Charlie could feel herself blush, she was completely turned on by him eating a biscuit, she gave a nervous laugh and said, "well, like I said anything you need. Just ask." "Right now!" Said Gary, "I need more milk," he grained at her. Walking behind her he poured the milk into his tea, Charlie could feel the hairs on his arm rub up against her arm as he stood close to her.As he turned to walk away she felt his arm brush against the back of her blouse giving her goose bumps. She held her breath as Gary moved around her, he leaned in almost touching  her head with his, "You can get us anything?" He asked. Charlie eyes widened, "Yes!" She said in a shaky voice. Gary moved closer she could feel his breath on her ear, in a soft voice Gary whispered, "What about a Fuck?". Charlie froze to the spot.

Gary looked at her he could see her eyes widen and her lips open,  he'd shocked her, he liked that.
Charlie watched him as he walked to sofa to join the others, as he sat Gary turned to look at her, he smiled out of the corner of his mouth and bit his bottom lip, he was enjoying this. Charlie couldn't move his smile alone made her stomach do sommersalts. He was laughing at her but she wasn't going to let that happen, Gary Barlow or not.
Finding the strength Charlie lifted the plate of biscuits and walked over to where they were sitting. Standing with her back to Gary she leaned forward offer the biscuits to the lads, she knew what she was doing, she wanted to tease him. She turned quickly catching Gary staring at her ass, grinning she offered him a biscuit, he took one his eyes never leaving hers. Standing up stright Charlie said in a loud voice, "Your request earlier, Mr Barlow, do you still need it?" Gary quickly looked over at the lads and back at charlie, with a mischievous grin he said, "Yes, I do." Without blinking charlie responded, "That can be arranged, infact Mr Barlow there's one in the kitchen whenever you're ready."  "The Kitchen!!", Gary coughed, almost choking himself on his tea, he leaned forward to catch his breath his eyes wide with excitement.

Charlie walked to the studio door, she had shocked him now and she was buzzing inside.