A/N: This was inspired by the story Collision Course by Sophie Chase, it's a TVD Klaroline story and really well done! So This Happened follows the same concept just with Star Wars, Reylo and a good bit of other changes out there. And I hope you guys enjoy it.

Sidenote: If you want to watch what the group dance sequence looks like, it's Tina Boo Choreography for the song FRINDS by Anne Marie. For reference on who dances where the girl is Rey, the one in the leather jacket is Finn, the one with the silver chain is Poe, the sleeveless shirt is Rose and the last one is Jannah. Only the first group is who I used to watch and place people. I use a lot of choreographed videos in this story from that channel and others, so hope that helps for visuals.

Summary: Rey is the frontwoman of the ever growing popular Co-Ed group With The Resistance and Kylo Ren is an actor who has taken Hollywood by storm. One chance meeting, some drinks and wedding bells will change their lives forever.

Chapter One

In all his life, it was never difficult to slip into the mind of another, to get in their head or to, in a way, become them. Being someone else has always been easy for Kylo Ren, it was when he had to be himself that he struggled beyond help. Playing a part was easy, give him the lines, tell him what the scene is, roll the cameras and he would execute it perfectly. More often than any other actor in the movies and tv shows he worked on, he was able to get most of his scenes done in one take.

The character he was portraying now was having a mental breakdown in a way, getting his face to show the anger and desperation wasn't hard. Getting his voice to crack as the character struggled to hold back his tears. The scene was him screaming at his wife, then breaking down with the palms of his hands pressed to his eyes as he struggled to hide his sobs. He fell to his knees, releasing the muffled sobs as he was bent over, curling in on himself a bit. The hand of his costar rested on his back, comforting him as he cried on.

He wrapped his arms haphazardly around her calves as he sputtered an apology, he barely heard her reply though. No more words needed to be said, this was the end of the scene so all that was left was to hold the moment and for the director to tell them when the scene was done. He hoped that would be soon, he was a little more on the tired side and wanted to leave.

"And cut," shouted the director as he climbed off his chair, a wide grin on his face, "That was great, I think that's the best take. Mark that down, take three was brilliant."

His costar stepped away as he wiped the stray tears from his face and sighed, bringing his mask back into place. Kylo rose to stand on his feet, taking a breath to recenter himself into the moment of reality, letting his character fall away reluctantly as he stepped back in his own skin. Soon enough his once desperate and pained expression shifted to one that was more apathetic, the turmoil lost as he preferred to keep his facial expressions to a minimum when he could help it. While he used to be shy and awkward, in this new… identity he did his best to appear as a regular or average person would act. He moved his black hair to the side, getting it out of his way. When his arms fell back to his side, he tugged absently at his maroon sleeves. The ends were slightly damp from his tears.

"Kylo, Scarlett," said the director, grinning widely, "That was excellent! Kylo. Really powerful, love to see it. Scarlett good work, like the sorrow and shock there."

Kylo simply nodded, "Thank you."

Scarlett smiled, "I felt real good about that one."

"Will we be doing another scene," Kylo asked, curious, though his tone was off.

The director shook his head, "No more today. See you both on Monday, ready to do some more shots."

"Looking forward to it," Scarlett replied before she turned to leave.

Kylo gave the director a parting phrase without much else, he really needed to get out of here as quickly as he could. While he didn't have to get home, he certainly needed to get off set and away from the studio. After having spent the past twelve or so hours working here and there in scene after scene after scene, he was drained and in desperate need of some time to himself. Or maybe he just needed some drinks in him, he was far too wound up and a little more on the stressed side of things. He could feel himself relaxing a bit more as he made it to his trailer so he could change out of these clothes and into his own.

Though as he entered his trailer, he was annoyed to see that he would not get any minutes to himself. Armitage Hux, his agent/ manager and ever present pain in his ass, was sitting on the little black couch staring at his phone. While Kylo knew Hux was good at his job, otherwise he wouldn't have lasted this long with him, it did grow on his nerves that the man was constantly around. Hux was around the same age as his client, he had ginger hair and a pale skin complexion. He was dressed in black pants, a white Oxford shirt and a red tie, far too business like for Kylo's taste, but he wouldn't voice that. It didn't matter what his agent wore so long as he did his job.

"Hux, what an unpleasant surprise," Kylo remarked as he shut the door behind him.

Hux didn't glance up from his phone, "Yes Ren, delighted as always. It's a good thing you're here, you've been dodging Phasma."

Kylo could not hold back the heavy sigh. His publicist, named Phasma, had been hounding him for the past two days about doing some event he couldn't even remember the name of. In all honesty he hadn't been paying attention. No matter, he needed to change and get out of here. He grabbed his own clothes.

He stepped into the bathroom as he called, "I refuse to participate in that ridiculous event. There is no benefit for me in showing up when I can simply send them something nice."

"The publicity would do you some good," Hux told him simply, "Think about it Ren, you've hardly been in the tabloids or entertainment news or anything for weeks."

"That's just the way I like it," Kylo said dryly through the door.

Hux rolled his eyes, "Be that as it may, you need some good press otherwise you will fade into the background."

Kylo exited the bathroom as he replied, "In another month or two, myself and the other actors will begin promoting this film, that press should be plenty. You can tell Phasma that. Bye Sucks."

"Ren," Hux ground out.

Kylo sighed heavily as he faced his agent, a brow raised. He was a taller than average man, but Hux was merely an inch or two below him, so he didn't have to look down much. The agent tended to be on the more controlled side of things, but Kylo did enjoy pushing his buttons to see how long it would take for him to snao. So far the record was five minutes.

"This is a serious matter," Hux said sternly.

Kylo turned away to open the trailer door, "And I already told you a solution that you can relay to Phasma. In the meantime, I have work to be done without you in my presence. Go home Hux, take the night off and relax."

The agent huffed with a shake of his head, "I'll send Phasma a message tonight, but she will likely call you."

Kylo nodded, "Understood. Goodbye Sucks."

A dejected sigh left the agent's lips as he shook his head. For years he had been working with the big shot actor, he could never escape the sarcasm and remarks or the occassional temper tantrum, but he supposed it was worth it. The pay was good and though Kylo would deny it with every breath he had that he didn't like his agent, Hux knew the truth.

The two weren't best friends by any account, but some could call them as such. Hux decided it was time for him to head home, he would talk to Phasma when he made it there. However with one last look at the retreating form of his client, he hoped that the actor wouldn't get into trouble. While Kylo didn't find himself in trouble often, trouble did tend to find him on occasion.

The black haired man made it out of the studio and into his car, the evening air was cool, though the breeze was gentle. New York City was a fun city, he had been to a number of great restaurants and places here, but he had to admit it was a little too busy for him. There were far too many people condensed into the one space, but he had to admit that the energy the city provided was a pleasant one. As the wind blew his hair, he looked out into the distance to see the lights shining against the buildings, the sight of cars rushing by to get home or to get out into the city.

A sigh left him as he wondered what he would do for the rest of the night. He climbed into his black 2019 mustang and turned the key in the ignition. Though he couldn't call it tiring, he did recognize what he did take a good amount of energy out of him, but he could tell he was still filled some restless energy that needed an outlet. As he glanced at the time on his dashboard, he saw that he did still have some time to kill. He wouldn't be shooting anything tomorrow and it wasn't like he went to most events that Phasma tried to force him into, so in a way he was free The night was young, he figured a drink or two wouldn't hurt him.

Rey raked her fingers through her matted brown hair, it was slightly damp from sweat and she tried not to cringe at the feeling. However it couldn't be helped, considering how long they had been at it and how much work they had been putting in. The young woman glanced at the clock on the wall behind her to see that it was nearly 8:00 in the evening, they had been in here since after they had lunch together. Dance practice would last around this long though, but preferably they spread it out. A few hours in the morning and a few in the afternoon and maybe some in the evening, this way it wouldn't be done in one fell swoop.

In the coming weeks they would have a show which meant far less time to prepare than any of them would have liked. While they could have used their previous dances, they were going to be performing a new song or three actually so they needed new choreography. Jannah, one of the more logical of the group, thought they should put off the event, but Poe and Finn were adamant. Not to mention Dryden, one of their managers, jumped through a lot of hoops to get them the stage for an hour that would let them make the announcement of their new album.

So when the news came to them last week, they immediately set to work and had been going at it nonstop. If they were going to put in a good show it would just take a lot more work and hours. Today was dance practice, next time they would be singing and dancing instead of just the dance moves and their voices playing on the speaker in the background. Rey preferred it when they did both singing and dancing in practice, but it was important that they break all the steps down.

"Okay, you guys ready," Poe called from his spot on the right of the room, "One more time through and then we can call it for it the day."

For the past several hours they had been running through dance after dance after dance. Rey spotted herself in the mirror wall, sitting on the ground dressed in her beige dance shirt and tan pants. With a slight sigh, she forced herself onto her feet so that she could get in her place. The dance wasn't one of the more complicated ones they did, but it certainly wasn't the easiest one they had done in the past. The sound of clapping startled Rey, she looked in the direction of the noise to see their choreographer laughing with Poe and Jannah.

"You doin' alright Rey," asked her bandmate, Rose.

Rey glanced at her friend, "Yeah. Just a little lost in thought I guess, nothing to worry about."

Rose raised an eyebrow at her friend unconvinced. It wasn't uncommon that Rey would be off in space on some far off journey, but she had been spacing out a bit more than usual which everyone found out. Though it could just have been the long hours they had spent here in this studio. In all honesty, Rose was starting to feel out of it as well. Soreness was beginning to settle in and she couldn't wait to get home to relax for a little bit.

"I assure you, I'm fine," Rey said as she noticed Rose hadn't stopped studying her.

Rose replied, sliding her hands into her white shirt hoodie pockets, "Can't say I'm all that convinced, but for now I'll take your word for it."

Rey flashed a a grateful smile, even though she didn't want to worry her friends, it was nice to see them look out for her. The two women made their way to their positions in the group dance as their choreographer, Jyn Erso, stood off to the side by the music speaker. Everyone helped choreograph the dances they did, discussed what they wanted to see and would often to an improv dance to the song they were discussing. It was Jyn's job to put all the pieces together and ensure that the dance fell into place.

The song that they were rehearsing was a newer one, titled REBELS. They had a similar song from their first album, but this one was more upbeat and had a faster tempo with different lyrics. Rey made her way to the left side of mirror. For the first part of the verse she danced alone, the second with Finn and Poe and the chorus with everyone. As this song was more of Rey's than the others, she had to remain frontman. It wasn't that Rey didn't like being frontman, she just felt a little more at ease when they rotated it like they did in their main songs. Each member had songs that leaned more heavily on each of them so that meant the dance leaned more heavily on them as well.

Originally the song had been everyone's in the sense that the front spot and singing parts were distributed to each of them equally. It had been Jyn who told them they needed to change it. Instead they arranged it for Cross Us to be evenly distributed. The recording change had been more of a pain than the dance routine. And so REBELS became more of Rey's singing and her dancing in the center. With the change Rey insisted they work on it last, so that everyone else could work on theirs without delay and she would make do if time ran out. No time would run out though, especially not with Jyn around who ran a tight ship.

Rey heard the music start to play, her voice entering her ears. Soon as she heard herself say the first word, she began the dance routine, her movements timed to the beat. When the first verse was over, Finn and Poe joined a step behind on either side of her. The three of them matched up the dance moves for this segment. The movements were quick and had more arm movement, it was coming together. The three of them made their way over to Rose and Jannah during the pause before the chorus would begin.

Soon as the chorus began, allowing the five of them to step into the dance routine. Quick movements timed to the beat, their bodies moved as if they were one instead of five. Towards the end of the chorus, Rey, Rose and Jannah matched their movements while Finn and Poe matched each other's. The process related itself as they made their way through the dance, Rey was able to shut her mind off and let the beat carry her through the rest of dance until it came to an end. She stood there breathless, her gaze focused on her reflection who looked back at her with a slight light in her hazel eyes.

"Great work," Jyn said with a grin, "I think the formation could be tighter in the chorus, but other than that, well done. Take tomorrow off to let the dances settle, I'll see each of you bright and early Monday."

Several cheers and thank yous left the pop group, they didn't often get days off so it would be a nice change. With their day off came all kinds of things to do that didn't relate back to the group. Of course they each loved coming in, singing and dancing, but sometimes it was exhausting and a break was necessary in order for them to get the most out of the experience.

"We going out tonight," Poe asked to no one in particular.

Jannah shook her head, "I don't think so."

"Had enough of us already," Poe asked teasingly, his smile wide.

Jannah playfully shoved him, "Enough of you for sure. Regardless I'm so tired and think I'm going to bed."

Rose nodded, "Sounds amazing. Think I'll stop by my sister's place and crash there. What about the rest of you guys?"

"Just heading to rest, Poe's going to rest as well," Finn said, he gave a pointed look Poe who sighed.

"Rey, what do you think you'll do," Rose asked putting her bag on her shoulder.

Rey answered, "I'm going to visit a friend before heading to bed."

"What friend," Finn asked curiously.

"Just Teedo," Rey said with a nod, saying her farewells she left the rehearsal space.

Rey quickly made her way to her car outside, the cool New York air was a welcomed relief against her burning skin. Though she was not a fan of the cold, she had to admit that after dance practice she really enjoyed the colder climate. As she climbed into her car, she glanced at the clock to see that Teedo's shift would be still be on. She turned on her car and drove off.

Kylo strode into the bar, taking a seat at the counter to wait for the bartender to stop by. The bar was mostly empty, maybe two or three people in total besides the bartender and maybe another employee which worked remarkably in his favor. Crowds were not the worst thing in the world, but he would avoid them if he could help it. Hopefully this place was small and secluded enough that paparazzi or crazed fans wouldn't be an issue. Soon enough the young man behind the bar came over to take his order and then set to making it. However as the bartender made his drink, he noticed the young man had stopped in his task to look at the entrance and wave with a wide grin.

Out of curiosity, Kylo glanced over his shoulder to see a young woman with shoulder length hair walk in with a wide smile of her own. Kylo followed the woman as she made her way to sit at the bar, the bartender walked around, leaving his drink behind, to give her hug. A reunion among friends, relatives or even a couple, Kylo couldn't really tell. The woman took a seat as the bartender went back around the counter, starting over on Kylo's drink and bringing it over to him. Though with his drink before him, he kept his eyes on the woman, a slight sense of familiarity there. He had seen her somewhere before. He strained his ears slightly to hear the conversation.

"It's so good to see you," said the bartender, "How long are you in town for?"

The woman replied, "Another month I believe, though we might leave after the show."

The bartender spoke again, "Oh yeah, I almost forgot about your show. Think you can get me for a sneak peek?"

"Well let me think," the woman said teasingly, "Sure thing. I have your ticket in my bag."

"Sweet. Can I get you anything to drink," the bartender asked.

The woman paused, "Just a water for now. Then maybe you can surprise me after you bring me some of those amazing bread rolls."

"You got it," said the bartender and left to get her order of bread.

Kylo watched as the woman pulled out her phone, to either scroll on instagram or send some messages. As he studied her a bit longer, he struggled to piece together where exactly he had seen her before. The woman seemed to notice she was being watched, she lifted her gaze to meet his own, but he did not look away. A large part of him realized that was probably incredibly creepy and likely freaking her out, which is not something he wanted to do.

"I apologize," Kylo said to her, "You look really familiar and I was trying to figure out where I had seen you before."

The woman seemed to relax by his words, "I do get that a lot. Where do you think you've seen me before?"

Kylo moved from his spot to move to see closer to her, but not the one right next to her, "Well, I can't be sure. Are you in that Star Trek show?"

The woman chuckled, "No, not an actor I'm afraid."

"Ah, my mistake, a singer then," said Kylo with a knowing look.

"Getting warmer, I'm in a co-ed band actually," the woman said, her expression proud and embarrassed at once.

Realization washed over Kylo, "With The Resistance. Yes, I remember seeing some articles about them. An ambitious project. You're the frontman, or frontwoman I should say. Dre?"

"Rey," the woman corrected, she wore nice smile though it looked a little tight, "And you're Kylo Ren, on the rise actor."

"I take it by your tone, you aren't a fan," Kylo remarked, only a little bitter, "You know everything you need to."

Rey didn't answer right away. She hadn't heard a great deal on the actor, only a handful of things that wasn't enough to make her worried about him necessarily, but enough where she couldn't be sure of him. Though she supposed that was to be expected considering she had never met the man until now and it couldn't hurt to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"I know some," was her answer.

Kylo grinned, "Do you now?"

Rey looked into his brown eyes, "I haven't seen that much of your stuff. And I only know what some say in the tabloids, but that isn't enough to go off of."

"Not one to judge a book by it's cover?"

"Not one to go off rumors."

"Oh and what are those rumors?"

"That you're a bit of a snob, arrogant, anger issues and heartless."

"Oh good, here I thought it was something untrue," he quipped and to his joy, she laughed at him.

Her smile was radiant, "Glad to know all I need to."

"Might I join you for a drink," Kylo asked.

Rey nodded, she didn't see the harm, "Sure."