As I watched Zacky leave, I knew I had the choice of going to my room to pass out, or to continue to keep drinking. I held up my shot glass and told Matt to pour me more alcohol. I got up from Brian's grasp and stumbled my way to the bar. Matt poured me two more shots. I could of swore they were water, but water isn't the color of whiskey. "Anything else you want?" Matt started laughing at me. "Give me some Patron. I want to feel a burn." I said with a cheesy smile. Brian heard the word Patron and slipped his arms around my waist and grab the lime from the plate as I was putting salt on the crook of my hand. I took the shot, licked the salt and took the lime from Brian's mouth. I pulled it from his lips, starring into his deep chocolate brown eyes. Brian slowly took the lime from my lips, and dropped it in my shot glass, and started to kiss me, I kissed him back pulling him closer to me. Everything in me wanted Brian, forgot about Brock. I didn't care if this was slightly cheating, because I left Brock a voice mail saying it was over. Oh well. Brian pushed me against the bar, pulling my leg up around his waist.

"On that note, we are leaving. See you two sex monkey's in the morning." Matt, Val and Johnny left us alone.

Brian carried me to his bed, and turned out the lights, I kicked off my heels, anything that would get in the way. I sat up and unbuttoned Brian's shirt, running my hands down his tattooed chest. Brian lifted my dress up over my head, smiling. I ran my fingers through his hair, as he laid me back down on his bed, kissing every inch of my body. I wanted him, so bad, so scared to let him to do anything. I finally got over my fear and.. "Can you just fuck me already?" I said in a blunt tone that stopped Brian dead in his tracks of kissing my neck. "Well, if you really want to Harley. That's up to you." He said putting his hands on his belt. I sat up and moved his hands from his belt, and started unbuckling it, and pulling it from the belt loops. Unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. "Does it seem like I want to?" I used his own smirk against him, Brian jumped up and pulled off his jeans and boxers off, and jumped back into bed. I relaxed on the pillows that were soon going to be off the bed. Brian positioned himself between my legs, and slid into me, and starting going like a mad man. I didn't know what to do, but moan.

After biting digging my nails into his back, switching positions. Brian behind me with his eyes closed. I was facing him, smiling wrapped up in the sheet. "Why are you staring at me, Miss Harley Jane." Brian said softly. "Brian Elwin, I am not staring at you. I don't know what you're talking about." I said in my British accent. "So you're wanting me to do you again huh?" I started laughing, and snorted as he pulled me closer and kissed my nose, and held me as we both fell asleep. I don't know if this was right, but I didn't care. I heard my phone starting to ring, and ring and ring. "Oh my God, who is calling you?" Brian said. It was Skinny Love by Bon Iver. "Brock. Ignore it." I kissed Brian gently on the lips and held him close as we fell asleep.

*Brock's POV*

"Hi, you've reached Harley, sorry I can't get to my phone right now. Leave your name and number and I'll get back to you asap!"

"I've left her over thirty voice mail's mentioning how fucked up this is, how it was wrong of her to leave me a voice mail saying the engagement is over. I was working and go home to that. Harley is there with Brian. I seriously fucking hate him, he just can't get over that fact that Harley chose me over him. I never wanted her to go on the trip, I'm going to pack my things, and go to Las Vegas too. I'm going to show her how a real man is going to treat her, rather she likes is or not. We're getting married, sooner than later."

I started to pack my clothes, and anything I needed. I brought her wedding dress and my tux. I looked online through Harley's history to find what hotel she was staying at with Chrys. I booked my flight for late tonight, So I'll be there in the morning. I pressed enter, and left for the airport. It took me thirty minutes to get to the airport, I walked through security, grabbed my luggage and headed for the plane. I found my seat, and relaxed in it, as I put in my headphones and dozed off for a while.

A few hours later...

I got off the plane about 3 am, I walked out to get my luggage and left the airport, and walked out to smell the Vegas air. Alcohol, sex, money, greed. I got a taxi, that took me to the strip, but wouldn't drive down it. I paid the taxi driver the money I owed him, and walked up to the hotel. Walking through people, hookers, people that are going nuts. I couldn't imagine this lifestyle. I made it to my hotel, and checked in, and went to the fourth floor, Harley was on the sixth floor. I hung up her dress and my tux, I took a quick shower and relaxed in bed. About 8, I walked down to eat the breakfast that came free with the stay at the hotel.

*Harley's POV*

The Las Vegas sun burned through the cracks of our curtain telling me it's time to wake up. I opened my eyes seeing I was in the grip of tattooed arms, smelling like a mini bar, or the actual mini bar now that I look at it. I didn't want to wake him up, I barley moved his arms and Brian's grip became tighter around me. "Don't leave." He whined so cute in his sleepy voice. "I have to shower and what not. We need to get ready for the day." Brian sat up and ruffled his hair, looking down at me. "No we don't." I started to giggle. "Yes Brian. Get up." I said with a sly grin. Brian smirked, "I already am." I reached for my phone and texted Chrys that we would be missing breakfast with the group, and leaned up and started to kiss Brian again.