Amy’s POV
I woke up with a huge headache, it felt like someone was pounding my head against the floor or something, no thoughts were going through, just this pain, starting from my temple and going all the way through my head, like a disease about to form.

I couldn’t even open my eyes, knowing it would just get worse, I would probably even get sick.
What had happened with me?
Why was I feeling this way? This wasn’t normal for me!
I knew hangovers and I knew how bad I sometimes felt after drinking a night away but this?
This never happened to me before, a small headache in the morning, that was it, if any at all… so what the hell was it?!

It had never been this bad before. When I slowly opened my eyes, it was still pitch black, the curtains were doing a fine job in closing the sun out, or was it still night?
Where the hell was I anyway?

I tried to look around through my tired and heavy eyes into the dark, but couldn’t really make anything out, I slowly moved my hurting body out of bed and realized I was only wearing a shirt, a too big shirt for that matter and nothing else.
I normally wasn’t sleeping like that, this was not a good sign, not a good sign at all.

I let my feet touch the floor and tried not to become sick, my stomach began to protest against the up sitting position and I held a hand up to my mouth, don’t get sick, please don’t get sick, headache and full body ache was enough of a pain already.

I decided to go the safe route and let myself more fall to the floor than anything else, I crawled on all four towards a door I hoped would be the bathroom, I couldn’t even remember where the bathroom was in my hotel room, god what had I been thinking yesterday?

I finally opened the door and nearly fell inside the room, with my arm held high I switched on the light, nearly blinding me with its brightness. Oh bad idea, really bad idea.

I blinked against the light and shut the door behind me, I slowly made my way towards the toilet relieved myself and then got up on my feet holding my arms braced on the sink but my head still down, debating if I should meet my eyes in the mirror or if I should rather postpone that awful fate.

In the end it wouldn’t change anything, so I lifted my head up still blinking against the brightness and met my eyes, hell what have I done yesterday?
I had make up smeared under my eyes and the faint hint of lips gloss was still visible on my lips, my hair was curly and I frowned, I couldn’t remember getting that dressed up yesterday.

Had Sara talked me into dolling up some more?
Where the hell was she anyway? Still asleep in the bed?

While thinking that my headache started to pound even more, so intense it made me quickly move towards the toilet seat afraid of throwing up whatever I had been eating during the evening, the evening I also couldn’t remember.

I tried to calm my stomach and my thoughts and settled down with sitting directly before the toilet, my back resting against the enormous Jacuzzi.
Wait a second?
Jacuzzi? We didn’t have a Jacuzzi in our hotel room!

My eyes opened wide when I looked around the bathroom, marble and gold faucets everywhere, the Jacuzzi, a shower for two, this freaking bathroom was even bigger than the entire hotel room that Sara and I had rented!

Oh my god, in whose hotel room was I? Did I sneak into someone’s room? Was someone else here?
Or did Sara and I rent another room while we were drunk, and from the taste in my mouth I could assume I did drink a lot, if the headache and body pain alone wasn’t enough of an indication!

I scrambled back to my feet nausea wanting to overwhelm me again but I pushed it into the back of my mind. I searched for the rest of the clothes that I had been wearing, what had I been wearing.. a dress, yes and I assume I had underwear but where…

I slowly opened the door and peaked outside, that’s where I spotted my panties, thank god!
I quickly slipped them on and searched for the rest of my clothes but couldn’t find them, I walked back to the bed, the light from the bathroom giving me enough brightness to move around the furniture and stare in awe at the huge hotel suite I was in.

This was definitely not the room I had rented when Sara and I had come here, not at all.
It was not a hotel room with a small bathroom adjoined, this was a fucking suite, and if I wanted to rent this room my whole salary of a month would be gone.. for one night!

I swallowed thickly, thinking of the consequences, Sara and I did want to have fun and I really wanted to have her smiling again after everything that happened, wanted her to think of something else, but I hadn’t planned for us to be completely broke by the end of our trip.

I stumbled over to the bed when a person lying in it caught my attention, ah good, at least I haven’t lost Sara somewhere in this lunatic city, that would have been something really fucked up.
I stepped closer and smiled at the form when a frown came over my face, wait a second… there was black hair peeking out, Sara didn’t have black hair, she was blonde, and that was shorter hair.

Oh no… what have I done! I slowly slipped the sheet lower and found a man lying there, his upper body now exposed, tattoos all over his arms and even one on his back, a name, I held my head to the side to read it, ‘Haner’ in big letters, his face on the side his eyebrows crunched up in an adorable way and even in the state I must have been in yesterday I still had a good taste, he was gorgeous, but still… what have I thought?! I wasn’t here to hook up with some guy, no matter how hot he seemed to be.

I took a step back when he began to turn, the sheet slipping lower when he finally lay on his back, now barely covering what was underneath, and I had to admit, one look wouldn’t hurt would it? I apparently had already had my look on him the night before, but sadly I couldn’t recall any of it right now… or maybe it was for the best?

I should better get my stuff together and leave before he woke up, because I had no idea how this guy would react when he saw me.
I just had to find my stuff, my bag, phone, my bra? Dress… damn… Why was this suite sooo freaking big?

I stumbled around the room when I finally found the dress but no idea where my bra was, I was about to pull the shirt off when I heard a noise from the bedroom, oh he was awake, damn.. now I really couldn’t get around the conversation with him, could I?

I heard some groaning and then the sheet rustling and then the guy appeared in the doorway, holding his head in his hands only wearing a pair of black boxers which he must have slipped on when he got out of bed.

When he saw me standing there, in… well I would guess one of his shirts he stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes moving up and down my body, a smirk forming on his handsome lips, and I might have known why I could have said no to him yesterday, look at the man, but he was not saying a word.

“Hey” I said, holding my dress up a little helpless “I was searching for my stuff… didn’t mean to wake you”
“Hi” A full smirk came now over his lips when his eyes moved over my naked legs again, until they stopped at my face “Nice shirt”
“Yours, I guess?!” I said lifting my eyebrows and he nodded and then groaned loudly “My head feels like it’s going to explode…” He said between gritted teeth and I nodded, I was glad that my headache had at least subsided into the back of my mind.

We both stood there staring at the other a little helpless when I motioned towards the bathroom “Bathroom” I said and felt stupid, this was his room, he would know where the rooms were, I was the guest in here.
“Thanks, be right back” He headed towards the bathroom and I thought, not before I was gone, if I had a say in this.

I quickly pulled his shirt of and slipped into my dress, trying to zip it up, but not succeeding on my own, when the bathroom door opened already and revealing the guy, his hair was a little slicked back and his face still had some water droplets on it, from the process of trying to refreshing himself and when I saw him now I really had to say he way too handsome for his own good, and I do remember flirting with him yesterday, it was more fun than anything else, I never meant to end with him in bed, but apparently that’s what I had done.

“May I help you?” He asked and I nodded “Yeah, that would be awesome… I can’t seem to reach it” I wanted to add his name but, shit… what was his name? Something with a B… oh right Brian.

His fingers were calloused but still had a nice feeling on my skin, when he had zipped me up I had to smile, “Thanks Brian.”

His hand rested a little longer than necessary on my skin and did his hand just brush my hair away? I had to admit that I liked the way he treated me, and that could have been one of the reason, besides the obvious, why I had landed up here with him, I mean he was damn handsome, all those tattoos, his trained body… not necessarily my type, but he was pulling of the bad boy image quite well, and I secretly desired a little bad boy, I guess.

Brian’s POV
I had hangovers before and I had blackouts before, but I never in my life had a blackout about a whole freaking night.
I know that Matt and I arrived here yesterday, out for fun, trying to find distraction, Matt was having a hard time, and we just decided from one minute to the other to leave town and head to fucking Vegas!

Said and done, we rented a suite in the Bellagio and planned on doing some gambling, drinking and might doing some flirting here and there, but me ending alone in someone else’s suite, that’s not what I planned.

Not that I could say I didn’t like with whom I had ended here, she had a hot body and was perfectly nice to look at and I bet we had fun, I remember making her scream… And she did the same favor for me as I recalled.

Anyway, I should pack my shit and get out of her room, before she would think this is something more serious, I mean… I had no idea if I was still in the Bellagio or some other hotel, but this was a fucking huge suite.

“No problem, honey” Her name, damn that endearment bought me time, but what was her name… something short, I remember doing some drinking game, she had been sitting on the bar with her friend, the blonde… and she was inviting us to have a drink with them. Her name, it was… Andy? No… Amy, yes.

“That was a fun night, right Amy?” I asked and her eyes snapped up to mine, a small smile playing on her lips making her look even cuter “Yeah, must be… I mean, was… sure” She sounded uncertain and so was I. I was remembering some bits and pieces, but not how the hell I had ended up here.

My eyes moved over her form again, what could I say, I was only a man… those nice exposed legs, had been perfectly fine wrapped around me, right? She was still looking good in my shirt, could lose it too, would probably look even better, I smirked to myself when I noticed something that made me cringe for a second, shit… she was wearing a wedding ring. What if her husband was showing up here any second?

Had we been that drunk that we both didn’t care she was married? Fucking hell, that was one of the things I refused to do, getting involved with married women, and what was I doing here…
Shit,Marriagethat word alone made me shiver, and not in a good way!

I couldn’t think of a good reason of ever getting married, and look at Matt, we were here because of his marriage… or rather his divorce, trying to make him forget what had been going on in his life during the last couple of months.

“We are in trouble, right?” I said motioning to her hand and Amy frowned, looked uncertain to the floor.
“What?” She looked a little more around “Why?” She asked not getting it and I sighed “Your hand…” I pointed to her left hand with the nice ring attached to her finger.

She looked at her hand like it was foreign, her eyes widened as if she saw it the first time, shit she must now realize what we have done and I was the one to blame too, she would now freak the fuck out.

“Oh my god… what the fuck!” She looked up to me and down on her hand and I cringed “Shit, I’m sorry. If I would have known you were married I would have never made a move on you… I mean.. damn…” I started but she didn’t even hear me, she was looking at the ring trying to pull it off and I felt sorry for her, that wouldn’t help her at all.

“I can’t believe it… This is some bad dream, right? This didn’t happen, please tell me it’s just fun. Sara wanted to prank me, right?” She looked at me hopeful but I could only shrug, “I don’t… I can’t, I mean…” I was helpless, I really wanted to comfort her, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

So I did the only thing that I knew could comfort her, I took the final steps towards her and pulled her into my body, she was stiff at first, but then her arms snaked around my body and she melted against me.

“I’m sorry, Amy. Really am… We must have been so drunk, shit… I don’t even remember how we ended up here in your room” I tried to soothe her when she pulled away, and maybe I did remember carrying her into the room, slurring something, but not knowing exactly what, and some other small fragments were there, but if I told them that she would just freak out more, right?

“My room? This is not my room… and I am not married… I mean I wasn’t…not before… last night!” She said and then she stared me in the eyes, but I had no idea what she meant.

“You don’t get it do you?” She asked and then took my hand in her smaller one, holding my left hand up, showing me the matching ring to hers, the band covering up one of my tattoos on my fingers and my breathe stuck in my throat, oh no… no no no no no!

“We didn’t… I didn’t! I would have never!” I stuttered, and I pulled my hand away from her grip, so she wasn’t married… this was some mistake, we didn’t… I mean…
Las Vegas, whispered this small voice in my head, and did I just hear evil laughter?
Oh hell fucking no!

“Where is my phone?! I need to call Matt, this couldn’t have happened… I didn’t… We didn’t… We don’t even know each other…” I was trying to grab any last straw I could find but it seemed helpless, Amy had sunken down on the small chair wrapping her arms around her knees rocking her body back and forth while she was staring at her hand.
And I stumbled around the room, pushing all the light switches I could find in search of my freaking phone, where the hell was it!

There! I dived for my pants and pulled the phone out, 3 missed calls from Shads! Oh yes, he must know something, he pranked me right?! This couldn’t be real!

I dialed his number but it just rang and no one picked up, “FUCK!” I yelled and was about to throw the phone against the wall, when a small hand stopped me, “Wait!”

Amy took the phone from me and pushed numbers into the phone “I’ll try my friend Sara, maybe she knows what happened.” She whispered, while twirling the ring on her finger.

I had to sit down, my legs felt weak and I know that this was nothing to be fixed that easy, we were in fucking Vegas, if I really had married her, this would be all over the news in a couple of hours, we would have to set up a divorce right away… Fuck, I didn’t even know her for 24 hours, I couldn’t have married her.

“Sara, it’s me… Call me as soon as you got this. This shit is not funny! NOT FUNNY! Get your ass here, or I swear to god I’ll-I’ll fucking-” My phone beeped and shut down, battery had been low.

“Fuck!” I yelled again, running a hand through my hair, this couldn’t have happened! I swore to everything that I loved I would never get married, never in my life and now, now I had a wife I didn’t even know the last name of, how old she was or… fuck I didn’t even remember she was here when I woke up!

Or was this some trick, had she tricked me into marrying her? Had she put something in my drink? Wanting some piece of my glory?
But she was way too concerned and upset with what happened, to only play this.

“We get this settled, okay? I will get this settled, I bet this is just some stupid joke, my friends pulled on me… I can already see those laughing and waiting downstairs.” This couldn’t be something else, they tricked us, slipped a ring on our fingers while we were drunk, that must be it… I mean… I would never get married!

“Okay, how about we get dressed and go down have breakfast, I bet they are already waiting there, pointing with their finger at us, maybe we find your friend during that time as well… We could even prank them back, acting like husband and wife” I said but the word husband left a bad taste in my mouth, never thought of saying that word in the context of me in the same sentence and Amy nodded again, then she stared at me and shook her head.

What? Was I that bad of a choice for a husband? Couldn’t she imagine me as that?
And why the hell was I thinking this? It’s not like I should be concerned what she was thinking, right?
We would get this thing quickly discovered, haha they pulled a prank on us, very funny, and goodbye!

“I can’t believe I can’t remember anything from the night…” She said quietly and I sighed, I bridged the distance to her and pulled her in for a hug, I wanted to lighten her mood with a joke “I can’t believe you can’t remember me… I mean ME!” She chuckled lightly but then sighed again, as if the weight of the world lasting on her shoulders “Alright, listen… How about we go have a quick shower… get dressed feeling as good as new and then we will figure out which asshole friend of mine is behind all this, how does that sound?” I brushed the hair from her face and she looked up to me, and for a small moment there I felt the desire to kiss her, would she let me?

“Sounds good, you are right. I’m sorry… I feel still a little drunk, a shower would be perfect.” She said and I nodded, reluctantly I let her go and she looked around the room “You haven’t seen a bag that could be mine, did you?” She asked and I frowned “Nope, sorry…” I haven’t even seen mine around here.

“Nevermind” She shook her head and vanished to the bathroom and I sighed “What a mess have I gotten myself into, whoever thought this was funny, was going to pay” I muttered to myself waiting until Amy was done and we could solve this.

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