Attacked by Crayola

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The next day, I came down stairs to the kitchen, to find all of the boys, dressed, eating breakfast. This was a strange sight, since they all liked to stay in bed quite late on days when there was no work to do.

"You look baffled," stated Ashton with his usual, cheesy grin.

"What are you all doing down at," I checked the clock on the wall, "8 o'clock on a Sunday?" I asked, walking over to the sink where my Tangled mug lay.

"We're going shopping," shouted Michael, with his arms in the air as I rinsed my mug and pulled out a Kenco 2 in 1 packet.

"What for?" I asked them, turning around to face the boys.

"A few things really. You and Luke are going after us, because, you're not ready yet and we're getting different stuff to what Luke want so get, so, we will meet you later at Nando's," Calum said, excitedly at the end.

I nodded, "Okay, great."

Once I had heated some croissants and my coffee was done, I sat down at the table, across from Luke, who was watching the news on the tv that was in the kitchen.

"Okay, we're going," clapped Ashton, as they all grabbed their coats and shouted 'bye' as they left.

It was a comfortable silence between Luke and I, as we ate our breakfast until a story came up on 'This Morning' as part of the celeb gossip segment, about Luke and I. He sighed, turning the tv off, before looking at me.

"You don't have to come out today you know? I mean, it's not that, I d-don't want you to, I j-just know that you don't like the limelight and i-if you think it's too soon to go out, then.....that's okay," he stumbled, looking nervous as to what I would say about his suggestion.

I smiled and reached my hand over to his, "It's fine, I'll come out. That was really sweet, you thinking of me like that, but I can't let other people rule my life. One day, people will stop seeing it as a big deal when we go out together, but first, we have to actually go out. That, and I can hear Lola's voice in my head telling me to stop being a wuss and the. Paige scolding her, but, laughing and saying that in some twisted way, Lola has a point," I chuckled lightly.

Luke nodded, "Okay, well, we'll go once you're ready," and with that, I finish eating, before heading upstairs to change into a maroon jumper with blue jeans, my black boots with gold studs, my 'Chloe' locket, my black coat and beanie.

I left my hair out and grabbed my black bag putting my purse, Vaseline, some pads and tissues in my bag, as well as hand sanitiser; you can never be too careful, it is flu/cold season.

Once downstairs, I met Luke at the front door, now wearing a black coat and red beanie over his white superhero top and jeans. We reached the centre of London in about fifteen minutes and parked next to the car that held two security guards of Luke's.

We headed out towards the street, one bodyguard in front, the other behind, when I felt a light brush against my hand. Looking down, I noticed Luke trying to subtly inch his hand towards mine, he was too cute. Smirking, I reached over and interlaced our fingers, causing him to look at me and smile.

"So, what are we shopping for?" I asked, looking round at the shops and glancing at the people. So far people looked either confused or gob smacked and I notice a couple taking pictures.

"Well, it's Michael's birthday a week on Thursday and we have a lot to do till' then, so, I woke up early to come shopping for like an hour to get him a present, but idiot me told the boys that I was going shopping and I didn't want to say why in front of Michael, so, I said I was surprising you with a shopping date," he smiled sheepishly.

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