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Summary: Pete and Addison are young and despise each other. Only problem is, they secretly don't. One drunken night leads to a marriage that neither of them want but for some reason they agree to stay married to prove a point. Can they survive being married or will it jsut cause too much conflict?

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February, Friday 12th

A twenty-four year old Pete Wilder lounged about on a lilo with his best friend Sam Bennett in the swimming pool of the Wilders' back garden. His sunglasses were covering his eyes as he led in the sun, sipping on the bottle he held in his hand while he relaxed. He had one foot dipped in the water while he held the bottle in one hand and lightly grazed the water with his other.

"What you going to do tonight?" he asked towards Sam but kept his eyes closed.

"I don't really have anything planned." Sam shrugged. "You?"

"Well, there's this party my parents are throwing."

"Oh yeah?" Sam looked at his friend interested. "What sort of party?"

"I don't know. Apparently loads of people are coming."

"Sounds like fun. Who's going?"

"They've invited all their friends and their kids."

"Oh." Sam frowned. "Maybe not so fun. How old are the kids?"

"They're the same age as us." Pete rolled his eyes. "It's not going to be a kid's party."

"Good." Sam nodded "Will there be alcohol?"

"Of course." He smirked. "Interested?"

"Of course." Sam grinned. "Count me in." Pete smiled and took another sip of his bottle. The two of them lazed about in the pool before Clara Wilder made her way out into the garden and Pete turned his head and looked up at his mother.

"I want you to look your best tonight." Clara began in a motherly voice. "Addison will be there tonight and your father and I would very much appreciate it if you could be nice to her. She's a very impressionable woman and would do wonders for you."

"Would she?" He smiled. "What wonders would she do to me?"

"Well," Clara straightened herself out and clasped her hands together. "She would do a lot for your appearance. You'd get to a lot of places with her. She's a good catch. She's a Montgomery."

Pete rolled his eyes at her. "I don't need a Montgomery to help me get anywhere in my life, okay?"

"You should try, Peter. You're not getting anywhere at the moment." Clara looked at her son lounged on the lilo. "Now, go inside and get yourself ready. You need to look your best."

"Yeah, whatever."

"Samuel," Clara turned to her son's best friend. "Are you coming to the party?"

"I'd like to." Sam nodded politely.

"Okay." Clara nodded as well. "I'll make sure there's enough food for you as well. You should both get yourselves ready though."

"We're on our way, mum, okay?"

"Good." Clara nodded before she unclasped her hands and turned to walk back inside the house while Pete sighed and stayed in the pool.

"What time does the party start?" Sam asked and looked at his friend.

"Eight."

"I should get home and change then." Sam nodded.

"Yeah." Pete nodded as well.

"You should as well." Sam winked. "For Addison."

"Oh come on." Pete rolled his eyes. "I'm always looking my best."

Sam chuckled and shook his head. "Who is she anyway?"

"My parent's friend's daughter. Did I never tell you about her?"

"No." He shook her head. "I've never heard you mention the name Addison."

"Well, now I did."

"Why are your parents so interested in you knowing her? Do they want you to get together?" Sam looked at his friend.

"Yeah." He shrugged.

"Do they not trust you with choosing girlfriends anymore?" Sam chuckled slightly.

"Apparently not." Pete smirked.

"Rather you than me. What's she like then, this Addison?" Sam placed his empty bottle on the floating table.

"She's hot." He grinned. "But she's a rich bitch."

"Ah." Sam nodded. "One of them. Aren't they usually great in bed?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow," Pete joked, smirking.

Sam chuckled at his friend. "I'll keep my hands off her then."

"You better." He grinned and got off of the lilo. Sam laughed again before he got out of the pool and Pete climbed out after him and took hold of his towel before he walked back towards the house.

"I'll see you tonight," Sam called. "I'll head home now."

"Yeah, I'll see you."

"Bye." Sam smiled before he left so they could get ready for the night to enjoy themselves.

-

"Addi?" Naomi called as she stepped into the hallway of her house and shut the door closed behind her. "Sorry I'm early."

"It's fine, I'm upstairs," Addison called back down the stairs. Naomi shrugged out of her jacket before she walked through the living room and made her way up the stairs. "Hey." Addison smiled at her friend as she walked into her bedroom. Addison was wearing a short silk dressing gown with her hair in damp ringlets around her face as she applied make-up.

"Hey." Naomi smiled back and sat down on Addison's bed.

"Are you still coming with me tonight?" Addison looked at her friend through her mirror.

"Of course I am."

"Good." She grinned. "I need help deciding what dress to wear. I was thinking my strapless blue one. You know, it's tight on the top and loose at the bottom, stops at my knees. Or do I go for another one." Addison finished applying her make-up before she turned to face her friend.

"I like the blue one." Naomi looked back at her. "But it's sexy."

"That's what I'm going for." Addison grinned. "Pete's going to be there tonight and I thought I could have some fun."

"Fun?" She raised an eyebrow at her friend. "What kind of fun?"

"Any kind." Addison shrugged and picked up her towel before she began to towel dry her hair.

"And you want this fun to be with Pete?" Naomi sat and watched her.

"Not necessarily. He'll be there. My parents keep telling me that and that I have to make an effort with him because they want the Montgomerys and the Wilders to mix or something. I don't really care to be honest."

"Oh." She nodded.

Addison shrugged again and picked up her hair brush. "I don't really like him anyway. He's so cocky. He always thinks he's right and that he can get any girl he wants because he's so damn good looking."

"Is he really good looking?"

"Well, he's not bad looking. He's just not my type." She picked up her hairdryer before she began to dry her hair.

"Maybe there'll be other hot boys then." Naomi smiled.

"Hopefully. I just want to get drunk and have a good time."

"Exactly my plan."

"Good." Addison grinned. "Right, how do I have my hair?"

"I don't know. Straight or curly?"

"Hmm." Addison thought about it. "I'm not sure."

"I say curly."

"Okay." She nodded and smiled. "Curly it is then." Addison turned her curling irons on and waited for them to get hot while Naomi got up and walked over to Addison's closet to take a look at her dresses. "Want to pick me out some accessories?" Addison smiled at her friend as she began to curl her hair.

"Sure." Naomi nodded.

"Thanks. What are you wearing tonight then?"

"Probably my red dress."

"Sexy." Addison smirked.

"Well, that's what we're going for you said." Naomi grinned and looked through her closet.

"I bought a new pair of heels that would go great with your dress if you want to borrow them."

"Where are they?"

"In a box on the chair." Addison curled a strand of hair before she let it fall down onto her shoulder.

Naomi nodded and walked over to the chair before she opened the box. "Oh my god I love them."

Addison grinned. "Me too, that's why I bought them. Want to borrow them? They'd go perfectly with your dress."

"Yes." Naomi grinned widely. "Thanks."

"No problem." Addison continued to curl her hair before she put her curling iron down. "Finished."

"I'll get changed." Naomi picked up her bag

"Sure." Addison smiled and Naomi smiled back before she started to change into her small red dress.

-

Addison stood and looked at everyone else at the party while she sipped on her drink. Naomi was leaning against a wall next to her, watching the people around them curiously.

"There's not even anyone fun here," Addison whined.

"It's still early."

"No one ever comes late to these parties though."

"Maybe the hot guys do." Naomi smirked.

"There better be some hot guys." Addison finished her drink and placed her empty glass on the side.

"You need to show me this Pete."

Addison sighed before she looked through the crowd and found him. "There." She pointed.

"You said he wasn't good looking." Naomi raised her eyebrows.

"If I had told you, you would have said that I liked him," Addison pointed out.

"He can still be hot even if you don't like him."

"Alright then, he's very hot."

Naomi smirked and looked at her friend. "Do you like him?"

"No," Addison instantly responded. "He's so cocky and annoys the hell out of me. Everything is always about him."

"Too bad." She glanced over at Pete.

"I'm not starting something with him." Addison looked at her friend.

"Okay." Naomi shrugged.

"Don't think it, Nae." Addison pointed a finger at her.

"Think what?" She looked at her.

"About him and me in any way."

"I don't." Naomi smirked.

"Hmm." Addison glanced around the room and groaned when she noticed Pete walking towards them.

"Ohhh." Naomi grinned and took a sip of her drink. "Keep it cool, Addi."

"Shut up," Addison mumbled and plastered a smile on her face. "Pete."

"Addison." He smiled back. "I didn't know you were coming."

"You invited my family."

"My parents did."

"Well, they invited us so here I am." Addison looked at him.

"Yeah." Pete let his gaze wander down her body. "You look good."

"I like to make an effort." She grinned and glanced down at her electric blue, top half hugging, strapless dress.

"You don't look like you have to do much effort."

Addison just smirked at him. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't." Pete just smiled and looked into her face. "So," she started. "Is there a reason for this party?"

"I don't really think so." He shrugged. "Just for fun, you know."

"Yet they don't have any good alcohol," she sighed dramatically.

"They don't, maybe I do."

"You do?" Addison raised an eyebrow at him. "And you're keeping it from us?"

"Not actually keeping it, you didn't ask for it."

"Well, then, I'm asking for it now." She grinned. "Where are you keeping it?"

Pete smirked at her. "There's some in the kitchen." Addison raised an eyebrow before she made her way into the kitchen for the alcohol. Pete walked over to the cupboard he kept the alcohol in and took a bottle out. She grinned as she watched him pour her a glass full. "There you go." He handed it to her. "Your friend doesn't want any?"

Addison turned around to see Naomi giggling at something Sam had said. "No, I think she's fine right now." Pete smiled and poured himself a glass. Addison turned back before she took a large gulp of her drink.

"So it's just us and the hard stuff then." Pete smirked as he took a sip.

"I guess it is." She looked at him over the rim of her glass.

"I wonder how much you can take," he teased.

"I can hold my drink very well thank you very much. It's you I'm worried about," she retorted.

Pete laughed softly. "Oh I can drink you under the table, sweetie."

"I doubt that very much."

"I'd prove it to you, but we don't want you end up puking. That's not very lady like."

"Oh, I wouldn't puke." She looked at him confidently. "I can hold my drink." Pete smirked at her before he put his glass to his lips and started downing it in one. Addison raised an eyebrow at him before she filled her glass and downed it in one as well.

He grinned at her. "Can you do another one?"

"Of course, can you?"

"I can do a few more ones, don't worry about that."

"So can I." Addison looked at him.

"Well then." He took hold of her glass and filled both up again. They continued to down their drinks until they had nearly drank the whole bottle.

"Where did you learn to drink like that?" Pete smirked as he looked at her, feeling his head becoming very fuzzy.

"My brother." Addison took hold of the side as she felt the room spin a little.

"Watch out, don't fall over." He grinned as he watched her.

"Shut up," she mumbled. Pete just smiled and watched her with an amused look on his face. "You're so full of yourself." Addison looked at him.

"Why am I full of myself?"

"You just are." She looked at him.

"You talk." He rolled his eyes at her.

"What?" Addison frowned in a drunken haze.

"You are up your own ass."

"I am not up my own ass!" she defended herself.

"Oh you so are." He smirked.

"You are the one who is up their own ass." Addison pointed at him.

"I'm not."

"You so are."

"Shut up."

"It's true." She looked at Pete. "You always think you're better than everyone else."

"Well, I am." He smirked.

"Ha! See! Up your own ass! You are not better than everyone else."

"How do you know?"

"I just do." Addison looked at him as she leaned back against the counter.

" You are so full of yourself." Pete smirked as he looked at her and he slowly took a few steps closer.

"I am not full of myself." She watched as he walked closer to her and rested his hands either side of her on the counter.

"You are." He smiled down at her. "Your whole attitude. You think you're the hottest girl of all."

"I do not think that." She frowned.

"You do." Pete nodded.

"I do not. If I did I would be out there flaunting it." She pointed at the other room which was full of guests.

"You're here though." He inched his face closer.

"I am," Addison breathed and moved her face closer to his.

Pete smiled before he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to hers and her eyes instantly fluttered closed as she began to kiss him back. He felt her kissing him back and he moved his hands from the counter and to her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He slid his arms around her body and softly pressed her against the counter. Addison began to run her hands through his hair as the kiss got deeper and their tongues duelled against each other as Pete moved his hands down her back and to her thighs. She felt him lift her up onto the counter before their bodies pressed tight against the other and his hands ran down her legs that were wrapped around his waist tightly.

Addison ran her hands over his shoulders and dipped one inside of the back of his shirt as they kissed. Pete kissed her deeply while his hands explored her body, caressing her stomach through the fabric of her dress. She gave a soft moan and pressed herself closer to him. He could feel her breasts pressed against his chest and he slid his hand upwards and over them. She gave a louder moan at his touch and pushed her chest into his hands. He let her breasts slowly fill his palms and he started to knead them softly.

"Oh…" Addison moaned loudly. Pete smiled at her reaction and started to kiss her neck while his hands continued to work their magic on her breasts. Her head tilted to the side so he had better access and he sucked and nibbled softly, hearing her moan. Her nipples had hardened from his touch and were restraining against her tight dress. He could feel them through the fabric and he was desperate to touch her skin.

"Pete…" she breathed.

"Yes?" Pete whispered against her neck.

"We…we shouldn't…"

"Why not?"

"We just…we can't." Addison pushed him away from her and she slid off the counter. Pete just stood and watched her, not saying anything. "I'm sorry," she whispered before she left.

"What the..." Pete watched as she left.