Starstruck (Luke Hemmings)

Ch. 9 Something About the Sunshine

*LUKE'S POV*

"Down. Get down!" I said pushing Nicole down and ducking next to her. "I can't believe it. How do they know where to find me?"

"My sister knows where to find you, and she's from Hattiesburg." Nicole said.

"All right, here. Put these on." I told her, handing her my sunglasses.

"He's probably under an umbrella. Look under an umbrella." A pap said. I looked to Nicole, and she still hadn't put the sunglasses on.

"Now!" I told her.

"Okay." She muttered, putting them on.

"All right. Get in the car." I said, crawling over to the driver's seat and opening the door and heard groaning

"Okay, you really need to stop hitting me." Nicole said looking at me in the car.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just get in. Get in. Get in! Quick, buckle up. Put your head down. Put your head down. Head down." I told her as she got in.

"It's down." She said. I then opened the glove compartment and started looking through it.

"What are you doing?" Nicole asked.

"I'm looking for something. Here, put this on." I told her pulling out a scarf.

"What... Why?" She asked.

"Do it now!" I told her, pulling my jacket collar up and tugging the hat down to block my face.

"Okay." She said. We drove out of the parking lot and got on the freeway.

"You know what? You drive like my grandpa." Nicole said.

"And you look like my grandma." I told her and we both laughed, then took off the costumes.

"Oh, I need my sunglasses back." I told her, holding my hand out for my sunglasses.

"Oh, I don't know. I kind of like them." She said.

"I'll give them to you. Later." I said jokingly.

"For reals? Because my friends just won't believe that I, Nicole Larousse, have an actual pair of Luke Hemmings sunglasses worn by Luke Hemmings himself." She said acting like a fangirl, and gasped. "Will you autograph them for me?"

"Ha-ha. Very funny." I commented.

"What? No, but seriously. I really want these glasses." She told me, holding the glasses close to her.

"Uh-huh. Give them. Come on." I held my hand out again and she placed the glasses in my hand, then she sighed.

"So, how long do I have to drive around with you this time?" Nicole asked.

"Only until the paparazzi leave the beach." I told her. "Hey, let's go do something." I suggested.

"Like what?" She asked, and I shrugged

"Anything. What have you seen since you've been here?" I asked.

"Nothing. I've been too busy following you around." She said.

"Really?" I said interested.

"With my sister. She idolises you. I mean, I, on the other hand, couldn't care less about you or your city." She explained. Hold on, she did not just say that!

"Woah woah, I know you don't like me, but don't take it out on Los Angeles. This is one of the greatest cities in the world." I told her.

"Really?" She asked.

"In fact, I'll be your tour guide." I told her.

"I thought you needed to get home." She said.

"Ahh, we'll take the long way home. ;)" I smirked and turned the radio on. Something About the Sunshine started playing so I sang along.

"Wake up to the blue sky
Grab your shades
and let's go for a ride
Breakfast by the ocean
We'll do lunch at Sunset and Vine" I sang, then Nicole Picked up and we sang together.

"Every day's a dream in California
Every night the stars come out to play
Wish that I could always
Feel this way
There's something about the sunshine, baby
I'm seeing you in a whole new light
Outta this world for the first time, baby
Oh, it's so right
There's something about the sunshine
There's something about the sunshine" that sing basically described the day we had, it was... Perfect.