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《Chapter 42》

I've gotten probably seventy DMs on Twitter just to see my ring. I was going to wait until we had a meet and greet but no one could wait and neither could I.

I posted a picture of it on Twitter and Instagram yesterday. Everyone wants to see wedding pictures and rings and the dress.

All I have worried about for the past couple of days was, well, nothing. I've been literally nothing but happy since July tenth, the date of my wedding.

"We write today." Luke says from beside me in the bunk.

"And record!" I say excitedly. We all pulled an all-nighter and wrote a song in the kitchen yesterday.

"And get my stitches out!"

"Yes!" he cheers, high-fiving me as we walk into the kitchen. I stand next to Luke by the counter and he stands next to me. I grab his favorite cereal from the cupboard and he grabs mine. He hip bumps me as I pour the milk in the bowl.

"You ass!" I tease. I playfully slap his shoulder. He tickles me until he can loosen my arms and set me up on the table. He stands in between my legs, his hands on my hips. Our foreheads are stuck together as we breathe heavily, his breath feathering my hair. He lifts his chin up so his lips could reach mine. Before he could get there, I picked up a Captain Crunch barrel and put it in my mouth.

"You tease! I swear I can't wait, can't wait, for our honeymoon so I can tease you like that!"

"Me neither." I laugh as I grab the bowl of cereal Luke made me and he grabs the one I prepared. I sit cross-legged on the ground outside the bus and Luke sits right in front of me.

It's a beautiful day in Amsterdam. It's not too chilly a morning and the sun is out. The sun is reflecting off of Luke's blond hair perfectly. It would almost be worth getting up and taking a picture of it.

"Can you catch it?" I ask, holding up a Crunch berry.

"Yes! I am the pro!"

"Let's see..."

I toss the cereal piece at his mouth. It bounces off his cheek and onto his lap. He picks it up and sets it on his tongue.

"See. Pro."

"You cheated!" I laugh.

"Lies! I kept trying after I failed. Totally diffrent." he shrugs as he takes a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.

"Good excuse Hemmings."

"It was a good excuse, Hemmings." He laughs. A bubble of happiness floats to my heart. That's my last name now.

We get up and get showered and dressed to get ready for the writing session we are gonna have today. We are also going to record a song I wrote for the guys that we finished.

Genna found me a gray sweatshirt that says 'I'd rather be at a concert' in white lettering and I literally want to live in it because it's so soft. So I wore it today with galaxy printed leggings, a bun on the very top of my head, and gray boots that are knitted from the ankle up.

"You look hot!" Luke says, biting his lip and laying his arm on my shoulders.

"Same goes to you!"

His hair was swooped up in a crazy tall quiff. He had on a red and black flannel with a black shirt under and, you guessed it, black jeans.

"Let's go crew!" Genna yells.

"Alex! You got the girls?"

"Yeah we're good." Alex laughs from the big bed where she was playing with the now seven month old Dylan and Candice.