You got me into this, Information overload, situation lost control

"i should hate you right now but your so damn perfect" I slurred as he had me pushed against a wall. "And I shouldn't have the women of my dreams because I'm a horrible person" he breathed into my ear. I let out a giggle as his hand wandered down to my thigh. "We should do it" he said against my skin. "Not until I'm married" I slurred out. "That can be arranged, starlet"

"I do" I giggled "I now pronounce you husband and wife" the guy said as we ran out of the place. "Your hotel or mine?" he asked grinning. "Mine" I smirked as he took my hand. We ran into the night as the glitter on my dress made sifting noises. "I wish we could run faster"

We're gonna tear up the town

My head was pounding; the light shone bright in my eyes, and Finn's arm was draped over me. I let my eyes slowly wander open. I smiled at my hotel room. We made it to nationals again, this time in Vegas. I loved the lights. My eyes drifted over to Finn. I screamed, and jumped out of the bed. "What the hell?" he asked.

"What are you doing in my hotel room?" I screamed at him, he looked at me with wide eyes, and then smirked. "What are you staring at?" I asked him. I looked down and screamed. I hurriedly threw my hands over myself. "Why am I naked?" I cried. Looking around the ground for my clothes. "I know just about as much as you do" he said getting up, I let out another yelp. "Well that's fantastic" he muttered. "What the hell!" I yelled. "What do you think Rachel, two people naked in bed together, what do you think went down?" he asked wrapping a sheet around himself.

"No, no, no! I couldn't have made love to someone as emotionless, heartless, arrogant, self-center, robot like you!" I cried slowly letting myself fall against the wall. "Well you did" he shrugged. "You act like this isn't a big deal Jesse" I cried throwing my hands up. "Because it isn't" he said nonchalantly. "Isn't a big deal? Sex isn't a big deal?" I asked him. "I'm seventeen Jesse and I had my first time with my ex-boyfriend whom I still hate" I pointed out. "What's on your hand?" he asked quizzically. "I don't know" I said lifting my hand up. It was a diamond studded ring. I froze. It it was on the finger. THE finger, the ring finger.

Why are these lights so bright

Oh, did we get hitched last night, dressed up like Elvis,

And why, why am I wearing your class ring?

"NO!" I screamed "i-i-I can't be married to you! I'm seventeen I can't be married. I'm dating Finn, I'm in love with Finn" I cried holding my head in my hands. "Well from what I've collected, we obviously were drunk, seeing you hate me with a burning passion. I hang out at the club because my friend from UCLA works there on his breaks and we met up, things went fast and we got married in one of the many chapels around here and had sex" he said hurriedly.

Shut up and put your money where your mouth is

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

"I can't be married to you, I refuse to be .James" I yelled at him. "We were drunk for heaven's sake!" he yelled back. "WE GOT MARRIED JESSE, I AM MARRIED AT SEVENTEEN TO A DOUCHE BAG" I screamed at him. "THEN LET"S DIVORCE!" he said running his hands threw his hair. "No, we are the only ones that know about this, that's how it's staying. I never saw you, we never had sex, and I never married you. You're dead to me Jesse. I'm leaving tomorrow to go back to Ohio and I WILL resume my life. I am NOT your wife" I told him in the most polite tone I could conjure up.

I sat myself down after he left. It took a good fifteen minutes of screaming at him and throwing the ring at his face for him to leave. I'm not married, this never happened.