Hello, hello, hello!
Who is this strange person and what are they doing?
That's right, I;m back after being a ghost for so long. Did you miss me?
What can I say about my radio silence? I am just shit at this stuff okay... I promise to get better and keep this story updated a lot more.
Just stay with me okay?
Love and kisses
Nessa
xoxox
Chapter 7- Our haven
"Honestly, do I look like a fucking clown to him?" Austin muttered as he pulled me out of yet another chapel. Las Vegas was streaming with people, a lot of which turned and stared at Austin and me as we wondered the streets. "I mean really, do I look drunk enough to think that getting married by a fucking Elvis Presley impersonator old enough to be the real fucking Elvis Presley is just damn right rude. This is the most important day of my life and I am not going to be married by my fucking Uncle John." He raged as he dragged me the three blocks to the next chapel on the Google list. I sighed and said nothing, just trying to take in the gorgeous scenery in the minimal time I was given. Vegas was beautiful at night, the lights vibrant and the people animated. The whole city had a buzz of money and luck and everyone just seemed to be on cloud nine. It was honestly one of the most electric places I had ever been too.
"Why don't we try the next state?" I asked quietly.
"Because the next three states don't have any walk in chapels and I don't have six months to organise." He muttered, pulling me down a side road and onto another brightly lit street.
"Well why don't we just wait then? We don't have to get married now…" I try to calm him down, noticing the people stop and stare and he pulls me past them at an alarming rate.
He stopped midway down the street, pulling me to a hault as well and looked at me with a look of shock, "Ally, you know we can't hold off on this…"He muttered, looking guilty.
I sighed and nodded, remembering our conversation from a week ago.
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"I think we should get married in Las Vegas." He muttered to me all of a sudden, not looking up from his map.
"Vegas? But that's were we'll be in two days." I looked confused.
"Yes . I think it would be a good place to marry and why wait? We don't even know how much longer we will be here for." He shrugged and made another pen mark on his map.
"Austin! Don't you dare say that! I don't want to get married just because you think we are going to die soon…" I raised my voice and slammed my hand on the dashboard, making him look up at me finally.
"I know Ally, and don't want to think like that but can you blame me? What more can we think? We are on the run, we don't even have an address anymore. Heck we don't even have a toothbrush anymore. How can we go from being international celebrities to nothing in a few months because of some crazy chick with a knife." His voice rose with every word and by the last word it dropped to an menacing whisper. "I just want to make you mine Ally… before it's too late." He grabbed my hand from the gear stick and smiled a loving smile at me.
I smiled back as best I could, "Fine. Vegas then. Look up chapels." I turned my head back to the road as Austin started tapping on his phone.
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"Yeah, I know." I sighed and looked down at the street below me, it was stained with drunk nights past and gum clung to its rocks. I imagined what it would be like to learn these streets the way I did in New York, or LA. To know the potholes to avoid in my heels, to know where the pavement is slightly uneven, I craved to be somewhere familiar again.
Austin kissed my head but said nothing, he knew anything he said would no longer brighten my mood, I was a lost cause. How sad is it that on my wedding day, the happiest day of my life, I am wanting nothing more than to just curl up in a ball and die rather than to put a ring on my finger and drink to loud music. "Ally I promise you, when we shake this bitch, when we get home I will give you a re-do. I will pay for the best hotel in LA, I will get the fucking pope to marry us if we have to but I cannot, will not, let us not get married because of this bitch." He kissed me softly and I can't help but smile. He again began to lead me to the next chapel, this time with a new resolve to try and make the most of this awful situation.
Finally we found a respected chapel that was beautiful and the woman at the desk was extremely helpful. She handed us a form to fill out each and then explained how the service would go and what we would need to do to make it official. Thankfully we could be married legally all in the same place and the ceremony would be a quick and simple one, just to keep it quick for us to escape at the earliest time possible. As busy and as big as Las Vegas was, we knew that she would be hot on our case right now.
Half an hour after filling into numerous bits of paper, getting photos of our faces for the records and purchasing $400 wedding rings from the attached jewellers I was staring right into the eyes of my best friend, as he recited the words the officiant spoke. I smiled and cried a little at the thought that the man I was looking at was going to be mine forever in just a few minutes. The man stood in front of me with the bleach blonde hair and the beautiful brown eyes, the man with the most wonderful smile and with talent beyond belief was mine and only mine.
"Ally, you came in to my life with the suddenness of a car crash, and the damage you did to it was just the same. You came and you conquered my whole entire kingdom with one smile, one laugh and I was a prisoner. I got Stockholm syndrome for you Ally and I never want to be away from you. You hold my heart captive and yet I couldn't be more happy, more in love than I am right now. You showed me that you don't have to step on other people to get somewhere in life, you showed me that no matter what good people get good things happen to them. You've taught me that even when you're dancing with the devil you can still always lead. Although the dance hasn't ended yet, I've got my best dancing shoes on thanks to you." He smiles at the little secret only we share about our situation and I tear up a little at the emotion in his speech. The woman looks at me and I know its my turn to speak.
"Austin, I came to LA with one goal in mind, not getting lost in the world of the rich and famous. I was a girl from the big apple who just wanted to get along so I could go back home. But you got me so damn lost that I ended up finding a new home right in the same town I wanted to leave. I never wanted to fall in love, I thought I had already found it, but meeting you proved to me I had no idea what love was into I looked into your eyes. Love isn't about getting everything you want for yourself, love is about getting everything the other person wants from you. Love is selfless, and you taught me that so many times over. When you left it felt like my whole world was gone, it felt like someone had picked me up and shook all the life from me. But then you came back and the world exploded into colour. You're my life Austin Moon." My voice broke at the last sentence and tears rolled freely down my face, as freely as the love spilled out of my heart. Austin's eyes pierced through my soul and I knew that he could see my core, right now I was vulnerable to him because all the love I had was on display.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." A voice boomed through the silence and Austin brought me back to life with a kiss. The world was dazzling colours and my body buzzed with excitement. I looked up into the eyes of my newly wed husband and one thought popped into my mind; this man is mine forever.
