All The Crossed Wires

Vegas

I would've married you in Vegas

Had you given me the chance to say "I do"

 

Chapter 30 – Vegas

“Is this going to become a thing now? You calling me at night when you are pissed…” Gray complained.

“No!” Luke giggled. “This is only like the second time!”

“This is the sixth time Luke, last night you called me from a club, the night before you called me and told me that you’d fucked another girl, the night before that it was how you had fallen over and couldn’t get back up, the night before-.”

“I get it,” Luke stopped her.

“Can I tell you a secret Gray…”

“You’re going to anyway,” Gray sighed.

“I’m not drunk,” Luke told the truth. “I wasn’t drunk last night either or when I told you I had fallen down.”

“Sure,” Gray rolled her eyes thinking he was drunk as he was speaking to her.

“I’m telling the truth, I just wanted to talk to you and I figured you seem to put up with me more when I’m drunk,” Luke admitted.

“If you want to talk to me then you can just call like a normal person.”

“I know but I figured if you thought I was drunk then I would be able to get away with a lot more things,” Luke chuckled.

“You’re an idiot,” Gray couldn’t help but laugh herself.

“When I get back off tour I’m going to get you back,” Luke declared.

“Are you sure you aren’t drunk?”

“I haven’t touched a drop of alcohol,” Luke said. “Anyway,” he began again. “I am going to win you back because I figured, this time you don’t have a sleazy Spanish boyfriend and -.”

“He was Italian!”

“Whatever,” Luke hushed her. “I’m just going to win you back one way or another.”

“How do you plan on doing that?” Gray teased.

“I’m gonna start off with chocolates and flowers, girls love that type of thing and then maybe a movie where I will be completely cliché and pretend I am stretching as an excuse to put my arm around you. We can take spontaneous trips to the beach like we used to and get lost on a stupid hike like that one time when we thought we would be healthy but it backfired.

I’m gonna take you out to dinner and cook you food that I will probably end up burning so we will end up ordering Chinese food like always or some other takeout but I probably won’t suggest Italian because it will remind me of Enzo. After that it’s time to meet my parents – even though technically you know them but we can pretend you don’t. My mum will absolutely love you and my brothers will think you are crazy for getting with me because you are so out of my league. My friends will think you are amazing and so will become your friends. When we tour you can come along with me and sleep in my bunk where you can keep me company and make tour a little more bearable.

We will fall in love again and eventually maybe in a few years I will ask you to marry me, unlike the other night you will agree and I will find you a ring you deserve. We can go on couple holidays to Paris where we will kiss under the Eiffel tower and to Venice where we will go on one of those boat things.”

“We’re going to do all of that?”

“Yes,” Luke confirmed. “And we are going to buy our own house together,” he added.

“Alright,” Gray shrugged.

“Alright?” Luke asked confused that she wasn’t telling him how none of that was going to happen.

“I’m not saying it is going to happen but I’m not going to stop it,” she said nonchalantly.

“Seriously?” Luke said happily.

“I want my chocolates and flowers when you come back though,” Gray warned.

“Yes ma’am.”

“I also want this proposal to be big and fancy! But I don’t want a big wedding, we can invite your mum and my mum, wait no not my mum Ashton! We can invite your mum and Ashton to be our witnesses and then we will have a massive party!”

“Or we can just get married in Vegas.”

“Yes!” Gray squealed. “Like the in the All Time Low song  - what is it called?”

“Vegas?” Luke chuckled.

“Oh…” Gray giggled. “We can get married by Elvis, like in the films.”

“Yes!” Luke agreed. “When we come back we will have the most massive party and then fly off to Hawaii for our honeymoon.”

“Hawaii?”

“I thought it would be exotic and romantic,” Luke explained.

“The band could play at our wedding,” Luke said.

“You can’t have your own band play at our wedding!”

“Fine then we will hire Green Day to play at our wedding.”

“I am not walking down the aisle to American idiot!”

“No we can walk down the aisle to whatsername,” Luke joked.

“So funny,” Gray said sarcastically. “We need someone beautiful like Gavin Degraw or Ed Sheeran!”

“They can open, Nickelback can close?” Luke compromised.

“Our wedding isn’t going to be a fucking concert!”

“That would be pretty awesome though,” Luke said wistfully.

“Luke we’re arguing about a pretend wedding,” Gray laughed.

“Can you imagine the real thing,” Luke agreed.

“You would have to wear a suit!”

“I could wear black skinny jeans on the bottom and a black blazer and tie on the top with some black vans or converse,” Luke shrugged.

“You can’t get out of wearing a suit if I am wearing some big white princess dress,” Gray huffed.

“This is why we get married in Vegas!”

“But then we miss out on best man and maid of honour.”

“Ashton can be best man and Piper maid of honour.”

“No way! Ashton is my maid of honour; you can pick your best man from Calum and Michael!”

“Ashton can’t be the maid of honour, he’s a lad.”

“You’re wearing skinny jeans; I think Ashton can be my maid of honour!”

“Fine,” Luke grumbled. “Ashton can be maid of honour, Calum can be best man and Michael can be the ring bearer.”

“Deal and Piper can be like a flower girl… just so she feels involved!”

“Am I allowed a stripper at my bachelor party?”

“Only if I’m allowed one at my bachelorette party…”