What Happens In Vegas...

Dani's P.O.V
"Dani." Luke whispers.
"Hmm."
"Get up."
"No." I grumble.
"Please."
"No."
"I have news though..."
"Is someone dying?"
"No..."
"Goodnight then." I mumbled, turning over and pulling the covers over my head.
"Danielle."
"Hemmings."
"Exactly, that's the news."
"Luke, it is no news that we're getting remarried."
There was a moment of silence, I felt myself dosing off again.
"Fine, I'll tell Vogue to forget having the inside, first look, at our wedding. We don't need them. We'll have a small, under the radar wedding again, that's fine." I could tell Luke was smirking, such a drama queen.
"Did you say Vogue?"
"Yes, but it's fine."
"Vogue?"
"Yes, Danielle, Vogue. They called this morning wanting every detail. I can just give it to Mikey."
"NO." I jumped, we both laughed.
"So I should call them back?"
"Please." I smiled, he kissed my forehead.
"Good, I already told them yes, but we'll need to set up interviews."
"Vogue." I whispered to myself as he walked out of the room.
After a quick, lonely, shower, I prepared myself for the day.
"Want to get breakfast somewhere?" Luke asked, rummiging through the fridge to find nothing, i chuckled.
"Sure. Where to?"
Luke just gazed at me, "Right... I still know better than you."
"Exactly." he laughed.
We pulled up to a quant mom and pop place I used to go t as a kid.
"This is cute." he smiled, opening the door. Such a gentleman.
We sat at breakfast for what felt lie hours going over every detail of our lives recently. The band has been off recording so much that I haven't seen much of anyone, but Rae and our parents. We're coming down to the wire on our wedding details, and I've only met one of my in-laws, via phone call. Now we have Vogue to prepare for, fittings to have, table settings to prepare. It all seems like so much so fast. But Luke... He's so ready. Nothing has ever felt rushed with him, and we got married the night we met. Everything feels right with him. He knows everything about me, and I him.
"Earth to Dani." his sweet accent pulled me out of my trance, "You're staring. Do I have food stuck in my teeth?"
I chuckled, "No. I was just thinking."
"What about?"
"Love has never been this easy, this good to me. I still think I'm dreaming."
"If you're dreaming, so am I, and I never want to wake up." he took my hand, and kissed it softly.
"Are you sure you're ready to marry me?" he laughed, so did I, "I mean, for real. In front of everyone? We just jumped into this, it seems crazy."
"I want crazy. I felt a connection with you the moment I saw you. I was going to be dating you even if Vanessa hadn't gone too far. I craved you in a way I've never craved anyone else. I stopped looking for love. You came along and... Things changed. Love was right in front of me. And, I believe everything happens for a reason, we got married, and I don't think it was just to get divorced, or never speak of it again. I may not know the reason, but I'll spend the rest of my life figuring it out."
My heart fluttered. Luke wasn't real a few months ago, he was this idea. Singer in a band, with an amazing accent, and "the look". He was an idea, a million girls are in love with. Now, he's a person, he's my person, he's real.
"I don't want easy, I want crazy." I replied.
"Shall we?" he nodded towards the door.
"We shall."
The drive home was quiet, well for the most part.
"Dani?"
"Yes, love?"
"How would you feel about going to Australia?"
"I'd love to. I would enjoy meeting my in-laws."
"How's a week sound?"
"A week?"
"Yes, like we leave in a week. The boys and I already planned a trip home before tour and the weddings."
"Oh... I had no idea." Since when do you just plan a trip and forget to tell me?
"I'm sorry for that, but what do you say? Raegan already said yes."
"Rae knew?"
"Mikey tells her everything, helps him with his depression."
"Right... Sure! Why not? What better time than now."
"Really?"
"I can say no if you want." I laughed.
"No, that's great!"
We pulled up to the apartment and settled into the couch.
"Dani?"
"Hemmo?"
"How crazy do you want this to be?"
"Let's not give me a shock to the system."
"Well--"
"Knock knock!" Rae yelled, busting in.
"Dani! Guess what!"
"We're going to Australia in a week." I replied, completely straight faced, I knew she hated that.
"You suck."
I just laughed.
"Guess what else!"
"Rae I--" Luke tried, but couldn't get anything out before Rae was at it again.
"We're moving to LA!" she jumped. It's always been here dream to leave Colorado, but not mine.
"Wow. Really? Why? When?"
"After Australia, we're going house hunting. Figured it would be easier than never seeing Michael. If we find a house we like, we'll move in after the honeymoon.. Well, I will." she was happy and smiling until that last part.
"I'm really happy for you!" I exclaimed, sick to my stomach.
"Babe, I've gotten get going. Can we finish talking later?" Luke spoke, I knew he had to be at the studio, but right now?
"Sure." I half smiled.
"Take care of her Rae."
"Will do, Hemmo!"
The door shut and I felt this pain in my chest.
Rae went on and on for hours showing me houses she wants to see, and how she could live by the Kardashians. I couldn't stop thinking that I'd be losing my best friend, and holding Luke back. Is this what he meant by crazy?
"You okay, Dan?"
"Yeah, just lost in thought."
"Sorry, if i jumped the house hunt too soon."
"I'm just going to miss you."
"You aren't coming with?"
"Huh?"
"Luke hasn't asked you to do the same?"
"No? We've been planning the wedding and Vogue shoot all day."
"Vogue?! The Vogue?!"
"Yes."
"That's amazing! I wonder why they didn't ask Mikey and I."
"You're not cute enough." I joked.
"I look better than you." she laughed.
I leaned my head onto her shoulder, "Should I offer to move out to LA with everyone?"
"Could you leave it all behind?"
"What's going to be here for me if you're not?"
"We could both live by the Kardashians!" Rae exclaimed, we both lost it.
A few hours later Rae and I had passed out on the couch. I woke up to a text, "Come to the studio?"
"Be there soon :)"
Part of my was really excited, I had never been to a studio before, the other half of me still wanted to throw up from nerves.
"I don't want easy... I want crazy.." I whispered to myself, before opening the studio door.

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