Stolen

Chapter 8

LUKE'S P.O.V

We'd come inside as the cold breeze had set in, all sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

Suddenly there was a screech from the outside, making the boys and I jump.
Kate jumped up.
"There you are!"
She walked over and opened the door, a true black greyhound running in and jumping up on her.
"Hellloo!"
"Hawooo!" It howled back at her, making her smile.
"You have a pet?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, he's called Jett. Jett whose that?" She asked, pointing to Michael.
The dog jumped up on his lap and sniffed his hair before licking his cheek then jumping onto Calum's and Ashton's, then to mine.
She laughed.
"Do you want food or not?"
He jumped down quickly and followed her out to the kitchen.

"Do you think that thing knows how to maul stuff?" Calum asked.
"Probably." Ashton replied.

Kate come back out to the lounge and yawned.
"I don't know about you guys but I'm tired. So I'm going to bed, goodnight."

"Goodnighhttt." We all sang, watching her vanish up the stairs again.

Calum shifted in his
"Guys.."
We all glanced at him.
"They said we were highly wanted.. I don't feel safe when we aren't with her. I can't work a gun."
"Her name is Kate." I murmured.

Exchanging looks we all snuck up into Kate's room.

KATE'S P.O.V

I woke snuggled into Luke's chest, Ashton's chin on my shoulder with their legs blanketing me.

I cleared my throat.
"Luke..
Luke...
Luke....
Wake up...
Luke..."

He grumbled and pulled me closer.
"Real cute Lucas." I mumbled.

I laid there for 4 minutes before Coldplay bursted through the speakers for my alarm.
The boys jumped, Luke digging his nails into me slightly as Ashton banged my head with his.
I groaned before Calum's head popped up from the other side of Luke.
"Good morning." Michael sang.
"You're all in here??"
Luke nodded at me.
"We got a little paranoid.."
I smiled and looked up at him.
"There's nothing to worry about."
He smiled back.

"You smell good." Ashton mumbled.
I rolled my eyes.
"Try saying that once you smell my morning breath."
Luke looked down at me again.
"You don't have any?"
"Oh.. Well. Everyone up!"

They all groaned and cuddled, squishing me.
"GROUP CUDDLE!!"

I laughed and tried to wriggle out but they held me down.
I felt like I'd miss these guys once they were gone.. Why am I thinking that..?

"Come on dickheads. We have a plane to catch."

Ashton grabbed me and rolled off the bed.
"Go get ready then. You'll take the longest."
"Or will Luke's hair?" I laughed, grabbing new clothes and going to the bathroom.

It took me around ten minutes to get ready, I walked down to the kitchen and started making toast for everyone. Quick and easy.

I heard rambles of footsteps stampede down the staircase.
"It's easy for Calum but the rest of us need more clothes." Michael said as he took a seat.
I handed him some coffee and toast on a plate with choice of spreads on the table.
"I'll take you shopping once we get to Italy."
They gave a nod and started eating their breakfast. I took my coffee and walked over to the window, taking in the view I haven't ever gotten my head around.

Suddenly I walked over to a cabinet like a lightbulb had appeared above my head, snatching some aspirin from the packet inside then shoving it in my jacket pocket.
I'd almost completely forgot about Calum. He hadn't complained about pain once since we got here.

I handed some painkillers to him.
"Here Cal. Take these."
"Cal huh?" He smirked, swallowing the pills and sipping his coffee.
I blushed slightly and slipped my aviators on.
"Shutup, let's move."

They followed me out to my car.
Michael jumped in the passenger seat.
"I call shotgun!"
Ashton whined.
"My turn next!"

I sped off, Calum being the one to grab hold of something.
"Sorry, no merry go round driving today."