All Hidden Away

Paul walked Luke and I out the backdoor. We were met with hundreds of screaming fans, making me automatically tense.
“Clearly Claire tipped off some people…” grumbles Luke before he notices my clenched jaws and stiff walk. “Hey, it’s okay… Pauls’ with us… well be fine.” He says gently smiling at me. I nod and look up at him. His eyes even bluer contrasting against the dark night air. He looks back at me and offers me a hand as we climb into the 4X4 we are traveling in tonight. I take his offer and pull myself into the car to hear the screaming increase to the point I can barely hear myself thinking.
“How on earth do you guys perform to this?” I ask shaking my head as we buckle in.
“We have these weird ear inner things that help, but it can be hard sometimes… wait… you’ve never been to one of Harry’s concerts?” he asks frowning and looking surprised.
“I have once or twice, but didn’t have any special seating or passes or anything, just a fan.” I explain before I get a message.

Got my hopes up… thought you were going out in the dress </3…

It was from Stu and made me laugh, I show Luke who smiles and mumbles.
“Not the only one…” but I don’t think I was meant to hear that, so I keep quiet. I look out the window and look at the sky. I realise that means some has gotten photo and already updated it, but I guess that’s what happens.
“Tasha…” starts Luke looking at his hands in his lap. “I know this really isn’t ideal, and that you don’t necessarily want to be here… but I promise you I’ll try to make it as much fun as I can…” he says softly. I look at him in surprise.
“Luke… I was just thinking the same about you…” I say, finally he looks at me. He smiles.
“Well, considering how much neither of us want to be here, we might as well take the piss out of Claire and see how angry we can make her.” He says mischievously. I laugh.
“You do not want to piss her off… devil spawn can be dangerous when angry…” I say shaking my head. “There was a photo of me walking outside mum’s house one day, someone thought I was Gemma… let’s just say thousands of pounds later I nearly had fire breathed on me…” I say laughing at the memory of Claire freaking out and shouting at everything that moved.
“Wow… okay… jees. I thought naked photos of us were bad...” he says shaking his head.
“Oh my god! Really?” I ask laughing as he turns a slight shade of red.
“I think you are the first girl to not know about Cal’s little friend on snapchat…” he says laughing as I shudder. “It was kinda every were I looked… horrifying really.” He says frowning and pulling a face at the memory.
“Lovely…” I say still laughing.
“No but seriously, when you say stuff like that it makes all of us realise how… isolated you are from them all… I guess we’ve not gotten used to? But adjusted to the screaming fans and everything… but it’s completely new to you…” he says almost talking to himself. I nod and accept the way he explains it.

Paul soon pulls over and opens our doors as he leads us to place for laser tag. I smile as I see a que of people waiting to go inside. This felt good. It felt normal. Until I heard a gasp and someone rushed into the building with a camera. Suddenly I felt Luke’s large callused hand take mine in a means of comfort more than a means of image. He looks down and smiles.
“Ignore them, they wont come in with us.” He says smiling before leading us to an empty que.
“Tickets please…” comes a very monotone girls voice before she looks up. Her face pales before turning bright pink and her hands cover her mouth. Luke takes it in his stride and says hi and signs a piece of paper for her once she has taken our tickets. He also follows her twitter there and then, clearly making her day.
“Is this… is this your girlfriend?” she asks shyly looking at me. I grimace at the word but Luke just laughs.
“We will have to wait and see how well tonight goes…” before taking my hand and walking us through a small corridor. I wave goodbye to Paul who goes to wait outside in the car for us.
“Well that was smooth as fuck…”I say, referring to his comment.
“Eh, it’s easy when they will pass out no matter what you will say. You have no idea how refreshing it is for us to be around a teenage girl that doesn’t half die every time we do or say something…” he passes me my laser gun, and a body armer thing. I sling off my jacket and put it and my bag into our shared locker and slide it on the body protector over my top. He does the same and then smiles crazily.
“This is going to be so much fun!” he then giggles and runs into the maze, his quiff bouncing and his giggle mixing in with the shouts of the kids already playing. I laugh, lock the locker and run in after him.

After three games we were both hungry and decided to grab some food. We grabbed our things out of the locker and handed back the laser guns. Luke signed a few more people’s shirts or whatever they gave him until he excused himself so we could go get something to eat. By now it was just before nine and he had made a reservation at a restaurant for the two of us.
“Ready to go?” he asks as I slip on my jacket before he messages Paul, letting him know we are coming back now. I nod and we start walking to the door.
“Fuck…” he says seeing the growing crowd of people and paparazzi. I close my eyes and mentally slap myself. “Will you be okay? I mean we can get Paul to try move some people…?” he says forming a question. I grimace and look up at him before we start inching closer to the doors. The fans in the front freak out when they see him, and luckily for us I see Paul pushing his way through, followed by Ron. He must have called for some more help. I take a deep breath before Luke gently slips his hand into mine, grabbing my attention.
“Just don’t let go… I don’t need you to be getting lost. I promise we will be okay…” he says looking at me. I say nothing in return, knowing that I probably seem silly being so freaked out by a group of screaming girls. Paul and Ron come over greeting us before Paul takes the front, already telling people to move and Ron walks behind us quickly keeping the peace between fans and the famous…
“OH MY GOD!” “LUKE! I LOVE YOU!” “SIGN THIS!” “OH MY GOD PLEASE TAKE A PICTURE WITH ME!” the people screamed, shoving things in our faces. I tried staying calm but my pulse quickened and soon my hand got sweaty. Luke was pulling me forward by my hand and felt me stiffen as the group surged around us, stepping closer. He turned around and put his arm protectively around my shoulders.
“Hey, just breathe… look the car is just over there.” He says gently urging me forward. I nod and try to settle my rapidly increasing breathing rates. I can feel my hands shaking and for some reason it makes me angry. Suddenly the hands being shoved in my face stop and we reach the car, Paul opens the door and Luke gently encourages me inside.
I slump into the chair and rest my head against the head rest. Paul and Ron jump inside and both quickly turn to me.
“Tasha? You okay there?” asks Paul as I close my eyes and I can feel three sets of eyes watching closely.
“Yeah.” I say quietly before leaning forward and resting my head on my shaking knees. Luke gently places his hand on my back, rubbing small circles while I try to stop shaking. We start driving and Luke leans down and makes me turn my head to face him.
“We can go home if you would rather?” I smile a small smile and slowly sit back up.
“No…I’m okay, really… I just need to get used to it.” I say more to myself than to him. He smiles and nods his head before pulling out his phone.
“So how did the laser tag go?” asks Ron turning around to face us.
“It was really fun! We played three games, I won two –”
“And I won one.” says Luke proudly, still on his phone.
“Yes, but that’s because you cheated! You ran in before me, gathered troops and bribed them with sweets you didn’t have to all shoot me.” I say laughing as he pulls his lips into a line and blushes a little bit.
“Yeah… but it worked…” he says smiling. I roll my eyes and hear my phone start ringing. I pick it up to see its Harry calling.
“Hello?” I answer frowning slightly.
“Shit, Tasha? Are you okay? I saw Luke’s tweet what happened?” he asks in one sentence.
“Wait what did Luke say?” I ask turning to the boy next to me. He lifts up his phone so I can see.

Sorry couldn’t stop for pictures L in a huge rush! Thank you to everyone for coming out to see us!

“Oh, yeah no there were quite a few people but we are okay. I didn’t freak out to badly. Luke, Paul and Ron had it under control.” I hear him heave a sigh of relief.
“Okay, just be careful… love you… enjoy the rest of tonight.” He says before I hang up and turn to Luke.
“Thank you… I feel bad you couldn’t stop... that was very nice of you to post.” I say smiling at him and indicating to his phone.
“All part of the job…” he says before looking up and meeting my gaze. He smiles. Paul pulls over outside a nice looking restaurant.
“I thought you said it wasn’t fancy?” I ask as we get out the car.
“Well, it’s nice… just not too fancy. The make great Pizza and pasta.” He says grabbing my hand and opening the restaurant doors. In some weird way, I’d gotten used to the hand holding. It was… nice? Not a forced sign of affection but more like Luke reassuring me the fans would be okay.
“Table for Harold?” he asks I smile at the name as we are lead to a secluded table area.
“Harold?” I ask as we sit down. He nods.
“For some unknown reason, people randomly show up more if you use Hemmings or Luke…” he says sarcastically opening his menu.
“I’m just going to go to the loo quick, be back just now.” I say standing as he looks up and nods. I walk past our table and a few others but soon feel someone’s eyes on me. Making my hair stand on end. I ignore it and enter the vacant loo.
After washing my hands I keep my head down and walk back to where Luke is. He seems concerned.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, returning to my seat at the little wooden table.
“That guy over there… clearly on a date and still looked at you like you were a piece of meat.” I frown and he points him out to me. I turn and see the familiar back of a dark head of hair.
“Fuck…” I say dropping my head into my hands. “Luke… that’s Zayn and Gigi!” I whisper - shout. His mouth shoots open and he takes another look.
“We should go say hi… and tell him off… but mostly say hi…” says Luke standing without really consulting me.
“Gigi doesn’t know who I am…” I say seriously.
“It’ll be fine.” He says grabbing my hand.
“Zayn! “he greats loudly. Zayn turns around in shock, gives me another look up and down and then greats Luke.
“Lucas… long time, long time. You know Gigi?” he says. She smiles and gives us a small wave.
“Yes I do, sorry about this Gigi, but Zayn you were clearly looking as my girl here walked passed and I just wanted to let you know, for more than one reason, you probably shouldn’t do that.” He says lowering his voice so only us four could hear. Zayn and Gigi’s looks darken before Zayn turns to me. I lift up my lowered chin and meet his eye contact. He takes in a sharp breath of air.
“Tasha? What are – shit… I’m so sorry.” He pulls me into a hug. I hug him back and he smiles at me fondly, which I return, even if it is slightly forced.
“I’m here with Luke.” I say returning to his side. He slips his hand into mine.
“Oh…? Oh… OH!” he says catching on quickly. I give him a curt nod.
“Yes well, we must be getting back so we can order. Nice seeing you both.” Says Luke placing a hand on my back, indicating it was time to leave.
“Hold on… Tasha, here’s my new number… keep in touch. I miss playing Xbox with you.” He says offering a smile before handing me a napkin with his number on it. I smile and turn away. Once we reach our table I face Luke.
“Was that really necessary? Not exactly my favourite person in the world right now.” I say before picking up my menu.
“I know, but he’s a nice guy…” he says quickly dropping the subject.

“Good evening. My name is Tammy and I will be your waitress tonight. Can I get you anything to drink?” We order food and drinks, which arrive quickly. We sit and talk while we eat, but it seems tonight’s events are mostly over. We decide to head home after this and call it a night.
“Hey, Harry’s house isn’t too far from here. A block or two… want to walk home?” offers Luke as he pays for our meal. He wouldn’t let me even think about paying, even if I explained to him it wasn’t necessary. I think about it for a bit.
“Yeah, that sounds nice.” I say smiling as we stand to leave. We walk outside to the car and explain to Paul and Ron.
“Yes, sure, it’s fine. Just don’t take too long, after fifteen minutes I’m coming to find you lot.” Says Paul sternly. We nod and start walking, not holding hands as mine are in my jacket pockets and his in his jeans. We walk silently under the moon and stars not for very long before Luke’s phone starts ringing.
“Yes?” he asks curtly. I guess its Claire. “You’ve got what?” he says turning around in horror. “No! I’m not doing that right now, Claire.”…”Because I don’t think it’s right!”… “Next time. Not now. Yes it is my decision over all actually.” He says running his hand through his hair. I frown. “Goodnight.” He says before hanging up and looking over his shoulder one more time.
“She’s got paparazzi following us. Come on.” He says grabbing my hand and picking up the pace.
“What else did she say?” I ask not sure if I want the answer.
“She wanted us to wait for them to catch up and then give them some PDA.” He explains almost embarrassed. “But I told her no…” he says looking at me.
“Thank you…” I say before we reach a streetlamp. We turn and hear people coming.
“Aagghh… come on… let’s go.” He says picking up the pace. Five minutes later we are plugging in the security code and headed inside the house.

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