What Happens In Vegas...

Luke's P.O.V.
"Dani, can we get out of here? I really need to talk to you."
"Sure thing, everyone is practically gone. Where are we going?"
"...You know better than I do." I chuckled.
"Right... Follow me." She smiled her gorgeous smile.
A few minutes from the country club, we were at "Lookout Mountain".
"Here." She smiled, throwing her car in park.
"What is this place?" I asked staring at the beauty in the dark with all the glowing city lights.
"Lookout. I come up here when I just need to clear my head, seems like it's gonna be one of those nights."
"It just might be." I sighed.
Dani's P.O.V.
"So... What did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"So remember that dance where I was with Ness?"
"It was like half an hour ago... So, yes."
"She told me what really happened in Vegas."
My heart raced, the tone of his voice sent chills, and definitely nausea through my body.
"What exactly is that?"
"She-- We-- Ugh."
"Luke!"
"She roofied the drinks we took up to the roof... We weren't just drunk. She thought you'd end up just another girl I slept with and made cry in the tabloids, not you know... My wife."
Did I mention I could vomit? Cause I could. I don't know what to say.
"Dani?" Luke asked after a few moments.
"I'm not really sure what to say, and I am far too overwhelmed to know what I'm feeling."
"If you don't--"
"Don't tell me I don't want this... I do, I really, really do. I just-- I don't know."
"What did you have to tell me?" he asked.
What did I have to tell him? OH. RIGHT.
"If you don't want this after what I tell you, I genuinely just need to know."
"You're scaring me." He replied.
"Remember how I told you Ryan and I tried to be a thing? And it just didn't work?"
"Yes."
"Well... He was asking me why we didn't work, and why I'm so much happier with you... Well, something to that extent. Anyway--" here comes the vomit.. Oh I can feel it... Word vomit... "I was pregnant. We didn't work because I lost the baby, and all we did was fight. He slept with several other women, and blamed me for a lot. We've just been "friends" since, if that's what you call someone who calls just to scream at you some days."
"You were? Wow."
"Yeah... Young and stupid, and like I said if this--"
"Isn't what I want? You're all I want. More even."
I rest my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around me as we just kind of sat there.
Luke's P.O.V.
I held Dani in my arms and felt like I had the entire world next to me.
"Promise me something?" I spoke.
"Hmm." she replied.
"One day we have a wedding, HUGE, one that is the most memorable day of our lives."
"Was the one we had not good?" she chuckled.
"No, because I don't remember my bride walking down the aisle, as she stares at me, while I and everyone else stares at her. I want mum and dad there, and yours too. I want to make my mates wear those goofy suit and ties again. I want a cake to shove in your face, and to be shoved in mine. I want to see you on the happiest day of your life, coming for me.I want you, then, now, forever, just in the right way."
Tears were welling in her eyes and then it happened. She smiled. God, her smile.
"I want you too, always." she replied.
"And one day, we'll have kids, and even if we don't we'll have puppies, lots and lots of them. They're either mine or they're going to act like little me's would. And we'll have a big house. One day I won't be on tour and we'll do everything in our house. House sex- every room. I just want to do everything with you, and I want to do it right."
"Let's do it. ALL of it. And so much more."
"Done deal, babe." I spoke kissing her passionately.
We leaned back on the hood of her car against the window, I felt her smile.
"What?" I chuckled.
"You know what else this place is good for?" she smiled.
I took a look around.
"Hmm, with the way the cars are rocking, I could take a guess."
"Get in." she spoke, going to her backseat, as I didn't catch the hint and got in the front, so you know what I did? Played it smooth.
"Where to, miss?"
"The stars." she replied.
See? She totally got the reference.
Dani's P.O.V.
My back window was completely fogged, as of course to go along with his Titanic quote, there is a hand print too. We laid there completely bare staring out of my sunroof.
"This night has been perfect." He sighed.
"You're perfect."
"That's my line." he laughed, so did I.
You know what I don't get? Why does he still love me after what we found out tonight? Most guys would just be like "Suhh dude, bye Felicia." not Luke. He's different.

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