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Chapter 13

LUKE'S P.O.V

They started to walk over to me, Dean looking at me as I turned away awkwardly, he come off quite intimidating.
He was around as tall as Michael, but a lot more muscle, he didn't really look much like Kate at all, he had
sharp green eyes that gave off the intimidating effect, brown short hair that quiffed up slightly and stubble.
He was in a worn dark brown leather jacket with the collar up and jeans, he didn't really seem like a agent, not like Kate.

"Well then. I'm still making you take the night off. I'll get another guy to guard the band. You can come out for dinner with me."
It was the first time I'd heard cheer in the mans voice.
Now that I listened to them speak they had a clear resemblance in personality.

"Awh! My big brother taking me out? How sweet."
"I know. How sweet am I?"
I heard Kate's boots skid at the ground.
"Wait.. Italy.. Dinner.."
I turned to look at her.
"Ka-"
"DEAN NO!
NO! I'M NOT GOING OUT IF SHE'S GOING TO BE THERE! YOU KNOW I HATE HER!" She roared, making the boys walk over quickly.
Dean sighed.
"Kate she isn't that bad."
"Fine! If you want me to come I'm bringing a friend."
Dean laughed
"Oh yeah what friend?"

She grabbed me and pulled me up.
"Luke." She smiled.
"Oh right, I'm sure Luke would love to go on a date with you."
She looked at me, I grinned and nodded.
"Yes. Yes I would actually."
Dean laughed slightly.
"Rookie mistakkeee."
Kate rolled her eyes at him. 
"Well fine, wear something nice though. It's a very fancy restaurant. Tuxes and Dresses."
"Awh damn no Maccas date?" Kate whined smartly.
Dean gave a dull look.
"Very funny. I'll see you two tonight. Kate, that Alfa Romeo is yours. I'm gonna take care of the bodies in the plane."
"Ooo much Italia!" She said in a pitch perfect Italian accent.

KATE'S P.O.V

I continued to whine as we drove to the mall. This car wasn't fun to drift at all.
Ashton was in the front, no longer did anyone hold on, they'd gotten use to my 'maniac' like driving.
"I don't see what you're sad about.."
"It doesn't flick around! It's boring!" I whined at him.
I grabbed my phone and flicked through their page on Twitter.
"You know, you guys should probably say you're alright. People are worried."

Ashton pulled out his phone and started videoing.

He gave a grin.
"Helloooo! For everyone who was concerned yes we are fine, it's been a big two days!
Right now we're in Italy, doing some stuff there. This is our bodyguard Kate."
He turned the camera to me at which I waved, not looking at it.
"Come onnn!"
I rolled my eyes and gave a grin.
"Hiiiiii."
"Annndd. We've got the rest of the crew in the back."
Ashton moved the camera around, the guys waving.

"Anyways, we will keep you updated and I'll give you Kate's Twitter name which is!" He turned the camera to me.
"I don't do Twitter."
He turned the camera back to him.
"Fine I will make her a Twitter. Her name is KateAlton97. FOLLOW HER! Byeeeee!"
He turned the camera off and uploaded it.
"Such acts." I teased. 
He pouted.
"Are not"
"Are so."

We arrived at the mall.
Michael tapped my shoulder.
"You know we might get a little held up right?"
"I hope not."

I walked in, Luke walking next to me.
"I'll help you pick a dress if you help me pick a tux." He grinned.
I laughed slightly and shook my head.
"There is no way in hell I'm wearing a dress."
"Come on, impress your scary brother."
I burst out laughing
"You think he's scary?!"
"He looks like he's going to rip your face off.."
I calmed myself.
"Most hunt- Agents do."
Luke tilted his head at me as I walked inside quickly.

"Right. I'll meet you back here at 5. You have two hours children, surely you can get a wardrobe full."

Ashton, Michael and Calum darted off in different directions.
I yawned as I turned, my face smacking into Luke's chest.
He put his hands on my shoulders.
"You need a coffee."
"I don't like-"
"Don't even try." He grinned.

He started walk off. I didn't follow.
"You see, this is where you bite your lip, grin and follow me to Starbucks."
"I'm not white."
He looked back at me and smirked.
"You are now."
I laughed and shook my head, walking to him then walking towards the store.
"It's cause I'm blonde isn't it?"
"I have blonde hair too, what's that got to do with it?" He smiled.
"Well I don't know what being a smartass has to do with flirting." I smirked back, making him flick my cheek. 
"Just so you know. I don't think you're scary anymore."