"Where is Calum and Yasmin?" I asked as I walked out of the bathroom.
"They went out for lunch." Michael said while typing on his phone.
"Should we go out?" Ashton said asking no one specific.
"Sure, I saw a cafe down the road." Luke said standing up. He pulled me up and we all got ready. Luke thought that I would be too cold so he gave me one of his black zip up hoodies to wear. It was so big I had to roll up the sleeves, but it smelt like him.
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We walked down the street, luckily the boys didn't get recognised and we walked into a cafe. Luke opened the door and let me walk in. We heard some pictures being taken and me and Luke looked around. There stood some paparazzi. I quickly whipped my head around and covered my face up. Luke walked up close to me and we walked in the cafe, Luke standing in the way so they can't take pictures of me.
"I think they got one of my face." I said looking up to Luke. Ashton and Michael were still outside, talking to some people.
"It's alright." He said pulling me into a hug. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and I wrapped my arms around his waist and he swayed us slightly.
We got our lunch in a bag and Michael and Ashton came rushing in.
"There's a mob." Michael said pointing outside, and sure enough, there was one.
"Fuck." Luke muttered. He rubbed his face with his hands and looked at Ashton and Michael nodding. Then he turned to me. "Okay, Hetty. You're going to have to keep your head down, hold onto my hand tight and Ashton and Michael will walk behind you, okay?" Luke explained. I was staring outside, shocked by all the people but I was cut out of my stare.
"Uh, yeah sure okay." I said nodding. Luke grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. Ashton grabbed the food bag and we made our way to the door.
Luke opened it and took a deep breath. I covered my face with my hair and hand and Luke pulled me out.
We walked through the tight crowd of paparazzi, interviewers, reporters and fans. Some of them were shouting rude things to me making Luke pull my hand closer to him and hold it in his chest. Some of the things shouted are fine and normal, to an extent.
"Who is this Luke?"
"Boys, how are you liking your new album?"
"Is this girl your girlfriend?"
"Where is Calum?"
"Are any of you in relationships?"
But some other things were rude to be said.
"Who is this slut?"
"She's controlling you!"
"She's disgusting!"
"Whore!"
"Gold digger!"
Some of them made me tear up but I had my hand by my face to cover it up, which is good.
We got back to the hotel and walked in, going straight for the elevator. I moved my hair out of my face but kept my face down, and discreetly wiping my tears away.
