Thank you for the FB Laydees!!! I'm glad to bring a bit of laughter to Fanfic land
Here's part 2 since you all asked so nicely
Part 2 Mary’s phone vibrated in her pocket just as Robbie had pulled her in close to him in the shop doorway he had used as an escape from a persistent fan who was sure it was him and not a fake. He raised an eyebrow as the phone vibrated, a cheeky grin gracing his face.
“I…I knew it was you…it looked too convincing to be anyone else…! he eyes were wide 'Bbut the tattoo behind your ear, it’s not right!” she muttered, as she stared up into her eyes, thankful that she didn’t have to move right now. Her legs had almost certainly given up: it was Robie Williams!
“It’s surprisingly easy to change the appearance of a letter when you have a good make up artist.” he winked, his arms were still holding onto her waist and for the first time in a while she was rendered speechless. “You weren’t so quiet earlier when you were discussing me with your friend, I hope whoever you sent the pic to enjoyed it.” he smirked.
“I…sorry but I didn’t think it was you, we thought it was an impersonator or I wouldn’t have taken any pics. Oh God, you’re Robbie Williams!” she blurted out before she felt her cheeks redden and she looked away.
“Last time I checked, I was!” he nodded “I guess you’re a fan then, or are you one of those Take That fans that hate’s my guts?” he frowned.
“Would I be stood here like this if I hated your guts?” Mary asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Right well listen, I need to get back to the queue and you need to promise not to blow my cover. So far everyone thinks I’m an impersonator and I’d like it to stay that way!”
“Why?”
“Coz I don’t want to be hassled...”
“No, I meant why the hell are you in the queue? Couldn’t you just have contacted the guys and told them you were coming, you’ll be telling me you paid for your ticket next!” she laughed.
“I did! And it cost me a bit above, I had to buy it on eBay!”
“What? I mean, I don’t even need to be in the queue, but I’m not famous so that’s different but you…”
“What do you mean you don’t need to be in the queue?” he raised an eyebrow.
“Oh…erm…I’ve already seen the show so I don’t really need to be at the front again! Back to you why are you in the queue?”
“Look if I had been backstage, I’d have wanted to get up there and sing and I know that I can’t do that, this is the guys moment and as much as I would love to get back up there and do something with them this isn’t the appropriate time”
“Right, so you’re gonna go back and sit in the queue then?”
He nodded and looked down into Mary’s eyes, causing her heart to pound in her chest and her legs to go weak.
“You won’t blow my cover will you?” he asked staring at her intensely
“Of course not” she almost managed to utter as he said thanks and bent his head down to place a kiss on her cheek, she turned her head slightly causing his lips to connect with hers at the corner of her mouth and she shivered. As he pushed her back against the wall, his body pressed tight to hers, her phone vibrated in her pocket again.
“You like the vibration then?” he asked cheekily as he stepped back and took her hand leading them back out to the main road as the walked back towards the stadium.
A little further along the road he stopped to use the portaloos that had been set up and while Mary waited as instructed she saw someone she knew heading her direction…Marijke was heading towards her and in a panic she opened the door she had been holding shut for Rob and jumped inside the portaloo.
“You’re a bit forward!” he grinned as Mary jumped inside and Rob was stood there with his pants and trousers down. She realised that she was staring much to Rob’s amusement and she quickly turned to face the other way.
“Sorry…I…I didn’t mean to stare, not that I was staring…oh good grief!” she blushed and wished she could fall down a hole right now.
“Don’t worry about it, if you wanted to see me in all my glory you only had to ask!” Rob chuckled as he covered himself up again and took her hand as they walked back to the queue.
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The concert was great, as always and we left just before Rule The World started to beat the traffic. We were back at our hotels within half an hour. I had just got changed into my PJ’s when there was a knock at the door and I opened it to find Ruthie standing there.
“Why aren’t you at the Travelodge?” I frowned.
“Mark turned up and I don’t want to watch whatever might happen there!” she said screwing up her face and making a yuk sound. I giggled and opened the door to let her in and we sat down to watch TV for a bit.
Back at the Travelodge Mark had turned up and apologised profusely to Mary and had said that he had a special surprise for her if she’d come back to his hotel with him.
“Is that what they call it nowadays?” she sniggered.
“Hey! I’m trying to be serious here!” he pouted “I went to a lot of trouble to arrange it!”
“Fine, lead the way Mr Owen” she smiled and put her hand in his as he led them downstairs to the car that was waiting for them. Paul opened the door for them to get in and before long they had arrived at the lads hotel. There was still a few fans hanging around outside but they managed to get in the side entrance without too much fuss. As they passed by the bar where the others were sat having a drink, Jason ran up to them.
“Is Karen here too?”
“Nope, I assume she’s at her hotel; I’m only here cos he made me come” Mary rolled her eyes at Mark.
“Right, I think I might need to borrow Paul for a bit!” Jason winked before heading off to find Paul.
Mark took Mary’s hand and led her up to the roof top of the hotel and they stood looking out over the bright lights of Manchester
“It’s a gorgeous night” she sighed “This is lovely!”
“Not as gorgeous as you!” Mark whispered, pulling her closer and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear causing her to blush and look away “Don’t go all shy on me now!”
As she looked away her eye caught sight of the hot tub that was tucked away in the corner.
“It’s all set up if you fancy a dip.” Mark nodded.
“I don’t have a swimming costume with me, you could have told me!”
“Neither do I, but I’ve made sure that we’re not getting disturbed anytime soon, so how about it?” his hands ran down her back to rest on her bum as he looked at her hoping she would agree.
“After what happened in Jay’s car, I’m not so sure!”
“How about if I told you I had filled the hot tub with Irn Bru…would that persuade you?”
“You what?!” she moved over to the hot tub to see the bubbles were orange and maybe he hadn’t been joking. “Oh my God!” she burst out laughing before starting to remove her top and jeans until she was left standing there in her underwear. Mark’s eyes widened and he took the few steps needed so that he was stood in front of her. Stepping into the hot tub she sank under the liquid and very slowly started to remover her bra and pants as Mark stood there watching.
“Come on then, I’m not sitting in here myself” she winked, watching as Mark started to undress hurriedly. His top got caught on his head and for a minute or two his head was stuck in a sleeve, as he thrashed about trying to get untangled all he could hear was Mary’s giggles.
“It’s not funny! I’m blind” he yelled and continued to struggle with the sleeve, eventually managing to set himself free. He looked at Mary and shook his head as she carried on giggling. He started to remove his trousers but the surface was slippy from some water that had splashed out when Mary had stepped in and before he could stop himself his foot had slipped from under him, he tripped on his trouser leg and he stumbled backwards into the hot tub, there was a thud and he disappeared under the water.
“Very funny Mark!” Mary rolled her eyes and waited on him emerging but he didn’t appear “Ok it’s not funny now, this is not how to get me to forgive you!”
There was still no appearance from Mark.
“Mark!!” Panic started to set in and she reached under and pulled him up above the surface as he started to laugh, seeing the look in her face he knew he’d made a mistake, again!
“I’m going Mark, that was NOT funny! Will you never learn!?” she got up out of the tub and went to pick up her clothes, not quite managing to reach the doorway before Mark’s hand snaked around her waist.
“Look I’m sorry I thought it was funny, obviously it wasn’t. Come on we’ve got this place up here to ourselves lets not ruin it!” he stroked the side of her cheek staring into her eyes knowing that she wouldn’t be able to say no.
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Meanwhile back at my hotel, Ruthie was online doing some research trying to find out where the lads were staying.
“Ruthie, I’ve sent a text. I’ll find out ok just chill out for a bit!”
“How do you know your source will be right though?”
“She’s always right, just sit down and shut up, you’re starting to bug me now” I laughed as I watched her sit down but I could see she was still thinking about it.
“Which hat do you think Gary would prefer?” she asked holding out a couple of hats before trying them on in front of the mirror, for some reason I felt like it was going to be a long night. There was a knock on the door a bit later and Ruthie answered it, her jaw dropped open to start with and then when Jason finally asked if I was there she replied: “Look I have a fucking hat emergency here!!!! Now piss off...Jason!!” she slammed the door shut and I came out of the bathroom asking who was at the door.
“Good question! Why was Jason at your door?” her arms were folded across her chest and her foot tapped on the floor.
“Jason who?”
“Nice try, what the hell is going on?” she asked.
I decided it was time to admit defeat and tell her what had been going on. She sat there nodding and talking when she needed to. “I see, so the important question remains, can you get me a private meeting with Gary?” she grinned.
“Ruthie!!! I can probably introduce you to him…I dunno I’d have to ask Jason but since you slammed the door in his face...”
“Arghh what have I done! I could have ruined my chances of meeting the Barlow!”
Stepping outside, I noticed a car sat at the end of the driveway to the hotel. The window rolled down and Jason’s head popped out.
“Sorry about Ruthie Jay, I was coming out to call you”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, I wanted to make sure you were ok”
“Really? Well how about you come back to our hotel and you can give me a thorough checking over?”
“Hmm I’m not sure, I mean it’s getting late and I’m tired…”
“How about if I tell you I can get us the rooftop hot tub and I’ll make sure we’re not disturbed?”
He opened the door of the car and got out, turning me so that my back was against the car. Slowly his hand slid down my body, stopping at the hem of my skirt, he quickly checked round about and without any warning, his hand was inside my panties…
“Jason! We can’t do this here” I uttered, squirming against his body.
“Right so you’re coming back to the hotel then I take it?”
I slid out from in front of him and jumped in the car, tapping on the window telling him to hurry up, causing him to laugh at my eagerness.
Getting to the hotel Jason went to the bar and ordered a bottle of champagne to be sent up to the rooftop
“But Sir it’s…”
“Look mate, I know it’s late and all that but there’s a good tip in it for you!” he winked and handed the guy a £20 note.
“But Sir…”
“Don’t push your luck mate!” Jason snapped getting annoyed.
“Fine Sir, one of our waiters will deliver it up there as soon as possible.”
“Thanks.” I smiled and took Jason’s hand as we headed for the rooftop.
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