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Dedication: calumisprettyhottbh [CAZ I LOVE YOUR BOOK THING (even though I do some of those dumb fanfic moments, oops) AND THAT ONE PART FOR ME AW ILY x ]

"A tuxedo, you say?" Luke asked, seeming intrigued with the idea of getting a bodyguard suit.

"Yeah!" Michael said as he nodded. "You'll look all professional in one, and attractive guys like you will look even hotter in tuxes."

"Luke's attractive?" I asked, looking down at my bodyguard since he was still seated on the floor. "I can't see it."

"It's because you aren't wearing your glasses, Ashton. Wear them and you'll see."

Luke laughed at Michael's comeback and I glared at my manager. The two high-fived each other and I took the opportunity to kick at Michael's leg. I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed as I looked away from the two.

"Aw, princess can't handle the fact that I'm hot," Luke cooed, poking my side. I jumped a bit, squealing and I tried whacking Luke's arm away.

"Don't do that!" I retorted.

"Do what?" Luke asked, tilting his head to the side innocently as he attempted to hide a smile. "This?"

He started jabbing his finger into my side again and I yelped and squirmed the farthest away I could from Luke, my back pressing against the armrest.

"Stop, Luke! Knock it off! That hurts!"

Luke stopped for a brief moment to say, "Sorry. Let me take it back." Then he started poking me again and I tried kicking him, but with his free hand he grabbed my ankle, keeping my leg up at an awkward position in the air. Then I tried using my other foot, but he did the same the same thing as he did with my other leg.

"I'm back!" Calum announced as he returned to the room with a notebook in his hands. He looked over at my direction and stopped in his tracks. "Am I interrupting something?"

When I took in the position Luke and I were in I saw that my legs were on either side of his head and he was really close to me.

"Yeah," Michael said. "These two are busy right now. Let's leave them alone for a bit." He walked over to Calum and started pushing him out of the room.

"No!" I shouted. "We weren't doing anything! Luke, let go!"

When Luke obeyed I sat normally on the recliner and he sat back down beside me on the ground. Calum eyed us weirdly before taking a seat on the couch adjacent from me while Michael sat beside him.

"All right, then," Calum slowly spoke, clearing his throat afterwards. "So, Ashton, do you have any idea why you're here?"

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair. "Tell me. I was just told to come here."

"Okay." Calum held in a breath, like he was waiting for something. I leaned forward a bit, still wondering what this thing was that Calum has to announce.

"I'm throwing a huge party to celebrate your upcoming album and it's taking place at a beach!" he finally exclaimed. "I'm inviting all the people who helped with creating the album and some other celebrities, too!" His smile grew wide. "It's going to be the greatest party I've ever hosted!"

"Awesome!" I exclaimed. "But wouldn't it have been better if you kept it a surprise?"

"I tried to do that, but it was too difficult and I just had to tell you."

I laughed when Calum pouted. Luke sat down on my armrest again and I tried pushing him away.

"A party sounds fun!" Luke shouted and I shook my head.

"You're on duty during that party," I reminded him. "Remember? Personal bodyguard? You can't have fun."

"I guess I'll just have to make fun of you."

"Ugh, never mind. Go get lost. Michael, can we get rid of Luke before the party?"

"Ashton, I can't do that," Michael said and I frowned.

"Come on, yes you can! Just fire him! Just say the words: 'Luke, you're fired.' See? Not that hard!"

"He's the best we've got right now."

"Yeah, princess," Luke agreed. "The best."

I frowned at what Michael said. "He's just going to pester me the entire time!"

He simply shook his head. "That's none of my business."

Well, there's one thing that I know and that's I'm not going to be able to enjoy this party Calum's throwing for me with Luke bugging me like the annoying creature he is.

"I'm still in the process of planning it all out," Calum said, "so I'll need to spend lots of time with Michael to plan it all. If you want to help plan it as well, Ashton, you can."

"Yeah, no," I said. "Have fun planning the entire thing." I felt Luke lean his head on top of mine and I shoved him away. "Get off me!"

"Calm down, princess," Luke said, "I'm just resting for a bit."

I snapped, "Go rest in hell!"

"All right, I'll see you there."

Michael jumped up and clapped his hands together. "Okay, then! Let's get Luke's bodyguard suit now!" he announced as he grabbed Calum's wrist and dragged him out of the hotel room while Luke and I followed behind them.

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"Does it have to be this place?" Luke asked, glancing up at the bright store sign.

"Yes," Michael said. "What's wrong with it?"

"It's just... this place has a reputation of having expensive clothes."

"Maybe to people like you," I muttered under my breath. I felt something whack the back of my head and I glared at Calum who was looking elsewhere and whistling innocently.

"The best part is, we have the entire store to ourselves, so we don't have to worry about fans or anything. Now lets go in!" Michael exclaimed, already pushing Luke into the store without waiting for his response. I stuffed my hands into the pockets of the jeans I was wearing and went in with Calum close behind me. "Okay, Ashton, since you have the better fashion taste, I'll let you choose the outfit for Luke."

I glared at Michael. "You're just saying that, because you don't want to do anything. You gotta do something, too."

"Fine, I'll look over there with Calum. Come on, Cal." Michael reached for Calum's wrist, but the latter boy already had his fingers wrapped around Michael's arm as he pulled him towards the other side of the store.

"Well, come on, princess," Luke said. "Let's get me a nice tuxedo and you a fluffy, pink princess dress."

"Whatever," I muttered, glaring at Michael for leaving me with Luke to look for a tuxedo and princess dre- "WHAT?! NO! Just the tux!"

"You wanted to wear a princess dress."

"No, I didn't! Shut up!"

"You're blushing." Luke poked my face.

"Quit it! Just go look over there and I'll be over here."

"What kind of a bodyguard lets the princess be alone?"

"You, if I want to get rid of you. And stop calling me that!" I walked over to a rack that had a bunch of tuxedos in ridiculous colors, lik one of them was a very bright yellow.

Who was the genius that came up with this design? And who in his right mind would wear this crap?

"Hey, Luke," I said. "You should wear this ugly tux." I heard Luke's footsteps behind me and I turned to look at him.

He just shrugged. "I'll wear it, if you get a matching princess dress."

"No way!" I pulled the suit off of the rack and shoved it towards Luke. "Have fun putting this on and walking down the streets looking like a doofus."

I pushed him towards the changing room that was located at the back of the store and shoved him into one of the empty stalls, but before I could close the door he dragged me inside with him.

"What's the big idea?!" I shouted when he shut the door and locked it.

Luke turned to me. "I have to keep an eye on you," he explained, "and I can't see you if I'm in here and you're out there."

"I don't want to be in here!"

He pointed towards the bench that was placed by the wall and I huffed, reluctantly going over to it and sitting down. I crossed one leg over the other as I turned my eyes away from Luke.

"Are you seriously going to put that thing on?" I asked, gesturing to the ugly tuxedo.

"If you like this suit," he responded. "After all, you did pick this out."

"You think I'd like such a piece of crap?" I laughed. "You're funny."

"I'm hilarious." He started removing his jacket and tossing it to the empty seat beside me. I looked away when he grabbed the hem of his shirt and started pulling up.

"Can I use your phone?" I asked. "I have nothing to do."

"Why look at my phone when you can look at me?" Luke asked.

"I'm outta here. I can't stand another minute with you."

"You're sit-"

"Don't start with me!" I got up and stepped out of the dressing room and saw Michael and Calum coming back, holding a couple of black tuxedos.

"Did you find anything for Luke?" Michael asked as he walked past me and handed his choices to Luke.

"Yeah, he found something," Luke said, holding up the really ugly yellow suit. "He said he wanted me to wear this one, because it reminded him of the light blue one he wore to prom."

"What?!" I shouted. "I said no such thing!"

"Did I mention his taste in clothes is horrible? Look at this one he picked."

"Shut up!"

"Aw, Ashton, I thought you could do better than that," Calum said, laughing a bit. He relieved Luke of the yellow tuxedo and began to hang it on a random rack nearby.

"I really don't think I need to try on all of these tuxedos," Luke said as he took a look at the many suits he had in his arms.

"Then pick one that you like," I said. "It probably won't be a very good choice."

"Said the princess that picked probably the worst tuxedo ever made in history."

"Please, if I really did care about getting you a bodyguard suit, that yellow tux would be the last thing I'd choose."

Luke looked between the suits before he finally pulled out away from the rest and looked over at me.

"Take these back, will ya? Thanks, princess." He threw the suits over at me and I didn't have enough time to catch them before they all landed right on top of my head. I growled at him as I removed the tuxedos and placed them lazily on top of a nearby chair.

The shop employee approached us with a wide smile on her face. "Are you finding everything okay, Mr. Clifford?"

"Oh, yeah," Michael said, grinning at her. "Extra okay now."

She giggled a bit and I heard Calum gag beside me. She sent a wink at Michael and then left.

"Okay, Luke, go get changed and then we gotta find you some dress shoes," Michael said.

Luke nodded and then closed the door.

"Can I leave?" I asked Michael. "I don't want to go blind when I see Luke in a tuxedo."

Michael shook his head. "Unless you're taking Luke with you, you can't leave."

"But he's in there changing!"

"Oh, well."

"I'm taking Calum then." Without waiting for Michael to answer (not like he wasn't, because then he pulled out his phone) I took Calum's wrist into my hand and started leading him towards an area far away from the dressing room, which happened to be the shoe section of the store.

"Why'd you have to bring me here?" Calum pouted. "I wanted to stay with Mikey."

"Yeah, well, I didn't want to see Luke and I'm not allowed to be by myself," I said. "That's why you're here." I plopped down onto one of the benches and groaned, my hands rubbing over my face. "I swear, I'm so done with Luke."

"He doesn't seem like a bad guy."

"He's not good either! He constantly annoys me, keeps calling me that stupid name, and he's just making me look bad in the public eye!"

"... Does this have to do with the pasta?"

My eyes widened and then looked towards Calum. "You saw that, too?!"

He nodded. "Who didn't see it? It only happened a couple of hours ago, but it's already all over the internet. Newsflash! Ashton Irwin wears pasta on his date with Lucifer!"

"That's not seriously a news article, is it?"

Calum tugged out his phone. "Want me to show you it?"

I let out an exasperated sigh. "We weren't on a date! We weren't even trying to spend time together! He's just my stupid bodyguard who has to follow me wherever I go, which I think is pretty stupid. I don't need a bodyguard, and I especially don't need that idiot over there!"

"Right here! Ashton Irwin wears pasta on his da-"

"IT WASN'T A DATE!"

"Ashton! Calum! Check Luke out!" I heard Michael exclaim.

"No way! This is embarrassing!" Luke shouted.

Luke? Embarrassed? Then I have to see what he looks like.

Calum and I walked back towards the changing room area, only to see Michael.

"So where's the tux'd idiot?" I asked. "Thought you said he was done."

Michael jerked his thumb towards the door where Luke changed. I smirked to myself. I can't believe he's actually embarrassed.

"I didn't think I'd look this bad in a tux," Luke grumbled loud enough for all of us to hear.

"You didn't even look bad!" Michael said. "Come on, let Ashton get a glimpse of you!"

"He's going to laugh."

"Of course, I'll laugh!" I exclaimed. "If you look stupid, then you look stupid!"

"Ashton, quiet," Calum said in a serious tone and I glared at him. "I doubt you can look bad, Luke. You're a pretty hot guy."

I snorted. "Easy for you to say, because you like-"

Calum slapped his hand over my mouth and hushed me. "That's between you and me," he whispered.

"Get out, Luke!" Michael shouted. "You look perfectly fine! I promise!" He turned to me. "Don't laugh, Ashton."

I pushed Calum's hand off my face and said, "I can't promise anything."

The door of the stall made a clicking sound and then all of our eyes were fixed on the door as it slowly opened. Luke finally stepped out and I gaped at what I saw.

I don't understand how he thinks he looks bad. He looks pretty good looking and, coming from me, that's saying something.

The black pants he wore looked snug on him but at the same time appeared loose. He wore a white dress shirt and a black blazer over it and he was in the process of fixing his black tie.

Once he finished with his tie he buttoned up his jacket and then his eyes looked up, briefly looking at all of us.

"Well?" he asked. "How is it? Go ahead and make fun of me."

"I thought you said you looked bad?" Calum said, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't I?"

"Ashton's not laughing, so I guess not."

Soon everyone's attention was on me and I felt my face heat up a bit when his gaze met mine.

"I-It's not laugh worthy," I managed to say, trying to hide my minute discomposure. I cleared my throat. "It doesn't look bad at all. We should get an outfit for you that'll make me laugh at you."

Luke just smirked. "You like this?"

"I didn't say that."

"Just admit it, princess."

"I hate it, like I hate you! And stop calling me that!"

Luke just shook his head. "Whatever. You'll come around. Anyway, I'm going to change out of this now."

"Don't need to," Michael spoke up. "Just wear that and you can change when you get home. Now, let's get you some dress shoes."

The four of us walked over to the shoe section. Calum, Michael, and Luke were the ones searching while I sat far away from them.

It made be a bit upset how the three were all laughing while I'm sitting here by myself, especially since Luke was a part of that trio.

He has to go, as in get out of my life.

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The lady gave Luke a bag to put his old clothes and shoes in and another for the three of the same tuxedos Michael bought for Luke. His reason for getting three more was because Luke had to wear a clean one every single day. I don't understand why Luke even needs to wear a tuxedo. It's completely unnecessary. He doesn't need to dress formally to be a bodyguard.

While we were walking around Luke got a lot of lustful stares from girls that passed by him. It's like I'm invisible to the world now Luke's wearing that damn tuxedo. Big whoop, he's fancy looking. I'd look a lot better in a tuxedo than he does, but I'd never wear one. They're far too uncomfortable for me. The only times I'd wear one are during special events.

So everyone agreed on getting McDonald's and I'm a part of the minority that refuses to eat any junk food for dinner.

"Come on, it's late," Calum said as the four of us approached a McDonald's place.

"Then I might as well just skip dinner tonight," I said, crossing my arms. "I'm not going to eat a gross burger."

"Then get a salad," Luke suggested. "You might need to eat one, anyway." He poked at my stomach and I scoffed at him, stepping away.

"Did you just call me fat?!" I snapped.

"You said it, not me."

I growled and jumped at him, but Michael and Calum held me back. Luke didn't even look the least bit intimidated, which was expected from him.

"Why are you holding me back?!" I yelled at my manager and my friend.

"Yeah, why are you holding princess back?" Luke repeated. "It's not like he can hurt me."

"Don't freaking call me that!"

"Excuse me, princess."

"Stop it!"

"Why are you being so mean to your bodyguard, Ashton?" Calum asked and I gaped at him.

"Are you serious?! Do you see how he's treating me?!"

"Yeah," Michael said and he sounded like he was trying to hold back a laugh. "Like a... princess."

"Okay, that's it!" I turned towards Michael and positioned my hands at his neck, prepared to choke him, but then I was pulled away from him and lifted off the ground and over someone's shoulder, an arm around me to keep me from falling. "Let go of me!"

"You need to calm down," Luke said, laughing.

When I realized it was Luke holding me up I started hitting his back with my fists. "Put me down! I demand you put me down right now!"

"Knock it off, Ash!" Calum exclaimed. "You're attracting attention!"

Luke looked over at Michael and Calum. "We should go eat elsewhere."

The two agreed with Luke and then we were all walking away from the fast food restaurant.

"Damn it, Luke! Put me down!" I shouted, thrashing my legs around and trying to get out of his hold. "I can walk myself!"

"Stop complaining, Ashton," Michael said. "My feet are killing me right now. You at least don't have to walk."

"Do you want me to carry you?" Calum asked, a smirk on his face.

"I was joking. I don't want to be carried."

"Well, neither do I," I said, "but this idiot won't listen to me!"

"Luke, just drop Ashton."

Luke laughed. "Okay, then."

I widened my eyes. "Wait, nononono-!"

Luke's arms dropped from around me and I started slipping off his shoulders, but I didn't have enough time get myself into a standing position before I fell front first to the ground. I heard Calum laughing hysterically and Michael just gasped. Even Luke was snickering at me.

"Princess has been dropped," Luke said and Michael began to help me up. I glared at Luke who had his arms crossed over his chest and a smug look on his face. You'd think as a bodyguard you're supposed to protect someone from getting hurt. But not with Luke.

I said he was the worst option for a bodyguard and he's still the worst.

I don't care if it kills me; I'm going to get rid of Luke once and for all.

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AN: Well, this chapter could've been better, but Luke's now wearing a tuxedo :D and he and Ashton are still on bad terms (but not for long c; ).

Don't expect too much of Malum, guys. There will be some moments, but it isn't for certain if the two will end up together.

Anyway, how was this chapter? :D Until next time, lovelies! x