A/N: So this story came to me after having a really weird conversation with my friend about what she would do if she woke and was married to a stranger who happened to be extremely hot. So I decided to do it for DP. This is AH. So please no comments about it. Anyways enjoy and tell me what you think.
I do not own DP but I do own this plot since it's AH.
What happens in Vegas, comes back to bite you in the ass…..that's the saying right?
I roll over and sigh as I have started to feel the after effects of a hangover. Ugh. I don't even remember what happened last night. I remember fragments of scenes, especially the one with me kissing some random guy.
I open my eyes and see that I am in a room that ridiculously beautiful so I am going to assume it's a hotel. My eyes hurt from the light and I attempt to use my hand to deflect the light coming from the windows, then I realized that I was naked under the blanket. Completely naked.
Oh God. No. Please God No.
I look around the room for my clothing and find that they have been flung all over the place, along with a men's shirt and pants.
So I was in someone's hotel room. I am so screwed if Aunt Laurent finds out about this. I look around for my bra and panties, and I found them on the floor. I couldn't wear these now. Ugh. The one time I go out with friends, this is what happens. I find the guy's shirt and put it on. I hope he won't mind that I am temporarily borrowing his shirt.
Then I hear voices, actually 3 voices. All trying to speak at once but in a hushed tone, I tried to listen to what they were saying.
"Derek, I can't believe you could be so reckless! And at a club! I expected this type of behavior from Simon or Tori not you!"
"Oh Gee Thanks for the vote of confidence"
"Dad, could please stop yelling? Being hungover and yelled at do not go together. And You are just hurting me mentally"
"Well at least she's hot"
"Simon!"
"What? I can't congratulate my brother on getting a girl like that? Oh Come on Dad loosen up. This could have been much much worse. I mean he could have slept with someone who would sell him to the press."
"What makes you so sure she won't sell him to the press?"
"Well for one, she hasn't taken any pictures because I checked her phone. And I am getting the vibe that she won't since she is standing by the door listening to what we are saying"
I jumped like a cat. How the hell did he know I was listening?
Score: Stranger 1, Chloe 0
The door opened as a guy peeked inside and said "Hey do you mind joining us? I don't know how much you remember but I think you should know what you have gotten yourself into"
"U-Uh O-Okay" I stuttered
He led me out into a living room. I saw a guy who was low riding jeans with his head leaning against the table. And then I saw an older man who was pacing the room with a poker face.
"Hello. What is your name young lady?" The older man said
"Ch-Chloe" I swallowed
"Well Nice to see you aren't dead Chloe. I am Kit, that's Simon behind you, and that Derek, your new husband" He said gesturing to everyone in the room.
Wait what? Husband? I am not married.
I looked down at my hand and saw a gold wedding band on my ring finger. And you know what I did? I screamed. I screamed like I was about to be killed.
"H-H-How d-did this happen?" I asked hoping someone with a camera would pop out from thin air and tell me I was on the newest reality show, Drunk In Vegas.
"Well judging by your reaction I am going to assume you don't remember much more than he does." Kit said gesturing to the guy laying on the couch. The guy who is supposed to be my husband.
God please let this be a bad dream, if it is I promise to never ever come back to Vegas.
"I can't be married. That's impossible." I say, as I attempt to remember anything from last night involving getting married.
"Would you like to see the marriage certificate?" Kit asked as he frowned a little
I nod and Kit hands me the marriage certificate he picked up from the table. I read it.
Chloe Noelle Saunders marries Derek Sky Souza at Las Vegas, Nevada in the United States of America
OMIGOD. I am married.
I look at Kit for help or something.
Souza? Why did that name ring a very faint bell in my head.
"So here's the deal Chloe. Derek doesn't need any more bad press or scandals after the last one. And he needs to be focused on training for the fight coming up, not screwing girls in Vegas." Kit said throwing the sleeping man a look he didn't see.
"Fight?" I say confused
Kit and Simon gave me a confused look.
"MMA fighter? Derek is an MMA fighter and he has a tournament coming up. He was supposed to come to Vegas just to have some fun and maybe hit up a few girls but that was it. He wasn't supposed to get married." Simon explained
"I should have known this was your idea Simon." Kit said
"Well technically it was both me and Tori's idea." Simon countered with a silly smile
Souza? Souza! I remember he is the MMA fighter Amber and Melissa are obessed with. I saw one of his matches and he is brutal.
I married a brutal MMA fighter that almost caused someone to get facial reconstructive surgery.
I am so dead when Aunt Laurent finds out.
"So Chloe what we are trying to say here is I know you both want out of this marriage as fast as possible but that not gonna happen. Because Derek is well known whether loved or otherwise, a judge would not permit a divorce court date anytime before six months. And I know because I am a lawyer. But to end this marriage with adding to the bad press Derek has gotten the last few weeks will be a bit compromising on both sides." Kit said looking at the huge window whose view would take my breath away if I didn't just find out I was married.
"What do you mean by compromising?" I say cautiously
"Well Derek has a huge tournament coming up and if the press finds out that his 24 hour marriage was celebrated by filing for divorce, they will eat him alive. Oh did I mention that the news of your marriage is all over the celebrity gossip sites and channels?"
"WHAT?! How did they know? It happened 24 hours ago." I say on the verge of tears
"Well news about celebrities who party wildly gets around fast." Kit said giving me a sympathic look
"Anyways, a scandal will be extremely distracting and stuff like this bring out the worst in him. And it will affect your up-and-coming career as a screenwriter and director. No one wants to work with a director who couldn't even hold a marriage for more than a week. This type of scandals get people black- listed in Hollywood. So You will both have to help each other in this situation." Kit said as he reached for a phone in his pocket.
"Black-listed? Oh God. My life is over. I am so dead. Aunt Laurent is going to die of an heart attack and I will be black-listed from Hollywood"
I shrink down to the floor and put my head in my hands.
"Chloe whoa. Relax. That's what could happen but we can avoid that. For both of you." Simon said as he touched my shoulder.
"How?" I respond weakly as I can already see myself working as a waitress for the rest of my life.
"Well we need to figure out a way to let the drama of 'Souza has been cuffed by unknown girl' die down. And that might take a while. Then we need away for both of you to ease out of the marriage without calling much attention to either of you. Or risking your careers. But that's easier said than done." Kit said as his hands flew across his phone, as he typed something.
"How?" I repeat
"Well you have to stay married for a while. An indefinite while because they is a huge legal process to divorce and that process is even bigger when it involves someone with a lot of money." Kit said as he looked down at my defeated position.
"You make it sound like its nothing to be married to a stranger." I say as I fight myself so I wouldn't curl up in a fetal position and cry
"Well you didn't seem to have a problem with it last night" a voice said
I turned around to see my new H-Husb….Nope. Cant say it, even in my head.
I turned around to see Derek sitting up.
"I was drunk" I mumbled
"Yeah well so was I." He said running his hands through his hair
"Derek did you hear all that or do I have to repeat it?" Kit asked impatiently
"Yeah I heard." Derek responded
"Good. Chloe do you have any clothes here? Aside from Derek's shirt?" Simon asked as he watched my face turn red.
"Yeah I do but they are back at the hotel with my friend Rae. Ohmigod Rae! She must be so worried" I say
"Can I borrow your phone I say to Simon?"
"Of course"
I dialed Rae's number hoping she hadn't called my aunt and told her she lost me.
It rang 3 times before she picked it up.
'Hey Rae!" I say excited to finally hear a familiar voice.
"CHLOE! Omigod Chloe I have been looking for you all over. I kept calling your phone but it was off. Chloe I have almost died with worry. Where are you?"
"Well there is a lot to explain but I am fine. But Rae I have a big problem. Huge problem."
"Oh god, are you hurt? This is all my fault."
"No I am not hurt. Rae….I got married while I was drunk I don't know how that happened but it did. Help me." I say as my voice broke at the end
"Omigod. Okay where are you?"
"I am The Hilton Hotel. Just ask for Souza and they should let you up. Oh and can you bring me some clothes?"
"Okay I will. See you soon"
I got off the phone and Derek walked into the room, looked around for something.
"Do you remember anything?" I ask as I tried to kill the tension that filled the air.
"Nope. Not even meeting you. All I remember is walking to the bar to get a drink." Derek said as he picked up a shirt of the suit case that was lying on the floor.
"Yeah me either. Did we uh you know?" I say as I look away
"Did we have sex? Yea I remember random scenes of that. And I remember the moaning" He said
I look away as I turn as a red a tomato
He snorted and walked out of the room.
Simon walked into the room just as he left.
"Sorry if he is being a jerk. But you may have to get used to that. It's part of who he is. But I bet he will warm up son enough, Chloe or should I say Mrs Souza?"
A/N: So what did you think? I DID THIS IN ONE SITTING SO I AM proud of myself. So review and let me know what your think. Thanks for reading
Xoxox
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