Do Me a Favour - Alex Turner

45. Vegas

(Alex's POV)

The morning light filtered through the curtains as I slowly opened my eyes, the gentle hum of the hotel's air conditioning the only sound. I turned over to see Lana still asleep beside me, her hair a tangled mess on the pillow. A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth at the sight.

I couldn't resist the urge to tease her. "Good morning, Medusa," I whispered, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

She stirred and opened her eyes, giving me a sleepy glare. "Very funny, Alex," she mumbled, trying to smooth down her wild hair.

I chuckled, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "I'm serious, though. How do you manage to look so adorable even with bedhead?"

She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. "Stop teasing me and help me fix it," she said, still feigning annoyance.

We spent the next few minutes untangling her hair, laughing and joking the whole time. It felt like a normal, everyday moment, but those were quickly becoming my favorite with her.

Eventually, we managed to get her hair under control, and we started getting ready for the trip to Las Vegas. As we packed up our things, I couldn't help but feel excited about the journey ahead. Vegas was the last city on the tour before we headed back to the UK, and I wanted to make the most of every moment with Lana before she had to go back to her life in the US.

Once we were ready, we headed down to the lobby to meet the others. Everyone looked a bit bleary-eyed but excited for the trip.

Nick and Kelly were already there, and as soon as they saw us, Nick grinned. "Look who decided to join us," he said, nudging Kelly. "About time."

"Yeah, yeah," I said, waving him off. "We're here now, aren't we?"

As we loaded our bags onto the tour bus, I took Lana's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement and love. I knew this trip to Vegas was going to be unforgettable, and I couldn't wait to share every moment with her.

*

As the tour bus rolled down the highway toward Las Vegas, the atmosphere was filled with anticipation and excitement. Everyone was chatting, laughing, and enjoying the ride, but Matt had a different plan in mind.

"Alright, guys," Matt announced, pulling out a deck of cards. "I need to get some practice in before we hit the casinos. Who's up for a few rounds of blackjack?"

Breanna rolled her eyes, clearly not thrilled with the idea. "Really, Matt? You're already planning to lose all our money?"

"Hey, it's not about losing," Matt protested with a grin. "It's about the thrill of the game. And besides, who knows? I might just win big."

I laughed, nudging Lana. "What do you say? Think I can beat Matt at his own game?"

She smiled, leaning against me. "Go for it. Show him how it's done."

I moved to the small table at the back of the bus where Matt had set up, and took a seat opposite him. The rest of the group gathered around, curious to see how this would play out.

"Alright, let's see what you've got," Matt said, shuffling the deck.

We started playing, and it didn't take long for my competitive streak to kick in. I had always been told I had a knack for blackjack, and I was determined to prove it. Matt was good, but I managed to stay one step ahead, winning hand after hand.

"You've got some skills," Matt admitted after losing another round. "Where'd you learn to play like this?"

I shrugged, grinning. "Just picked it up over the years. Guess I've got a bit of a gambler in me."