A/N: Okay, so I've decided to continue on with this story. I was told that I should detail the story more, don't worry I am going to from here on out (You will find out what happened on the night out, just need to be patient). The first chapter is... let's call the tester (it did get called a teaser xD) run and I wanted to see who would enjoy the story with the little information that I gave everyone :). So Enjoy the rest of my story and hope you enjoy this chapter lovely's. xxx
Nothing could describe how Paul was feeling when he woke up this morning. It just didn't make sense on how he got to this point, it was meant to be Shawn getting married not him. When he woke up he had a killer headache, he felt weight on his stomach and looked down and saw a brunette sleeping on his chest. Some of last night flashed through Paul's mind, saw her hand resting on his chest and saw the wedding band that sat on her ring finger. What the fuck were you think Levesque? Paul thought.
Paul slowly moved out from under the brunette doing his best not to wake her up. He grabbed a muscle tee and shorts from his bag and rubbed his head feeling his hangover coming on, he needed to go talk to his friends because he was so confused and needed help to sort it out.
"Vegas is fun they say; Vegas will be a blast they say" Paul mumbled knocking on Shawn's door
"Morning Paulie, how you feeling today?" One of Paul's friends, Kevin asked standing to the side to let Paul in
"Crappy, last night was such a mess"
"No kidding" He watched as Paul sat down on the couch and stared at the blank TV screen, "What's on your mind?"
"My Dad is going to kill me; I finally took over his company and then I go and throw his trust away by getting married to a complete stranger in Vegas" It was clear that Paul was beating himself up. Now it was Kevin's job to make sure that Paul understands that it will all be fine.
"Don't beat yourself up over this. It seriously could've happened to anyone" Kevin said supportively sitting down next Paul
"Yeah and it happened to me, it's just my luck"
"Stop sulking, you will get through this, you're Paul fucking Levesque. The youngest CEO in history, sure this is a little speed bump in your life but just like everything else you will move pass this"
"Kev is right Paul, don't let this stop you." Shawn said walking over to the two on the couch, "Just go and talk to her and figure out what you need to do"
"Okay, I'm going to get some tablets I have a fucking headache" Paul said standing up and walked out of the room.
Walking around the hotel for a bit Paul realized that he really needed to come up with an idea that should please both him and Stephanie (his wife), while also making sure that his Dad isn't too disappointed in him for getting married in Las Vegas while drunk. After walking around for a bit, Paul got some aspirins for him and Stephanie before going back to his room to check on his "wife".
Stephanie POV
"OH MY GOD!" I whispered looking at the gold band I was sporting on my ring finger. What the fuck happened last night? I thought to myself. Have you ever been in a position where you've royally fucked up and there was completely nothing you could do and you just wish you could take it all back? Well, that's what I'm going through right now. I looked around the room, I didn't recognize it, obviously it wasn't my room. I saw a napkin on the nightstand next to me with writing on it.
Steph and Paul 4eva was written in hearts continuously on the napkin. I mentally face palmed myself, I had seriously screwed up and it wasn't something that I could hide away from, I had to face it head first!
"Hi" I looked up at the door and saw a man standing there in shorts and a muscle tee. This guy looked like a God, he was muscular had long blonde hair but it was up in a ponytail and then the icing on the cake, he was extremely tall. I didn't realize I was staring until he cleared his throat.
"H-Hi" I said nervously tightening the comforter around me
"I went and got you some aspirin for the headache that will be coming" He sat down in front of me and put a bottle of water on the nightstand and gave me two aspirins.
"Thank you" I happily took them. I could see him watching my every move, I could feel my cheeks redden.
"We need to talk about the whole marriage thing" Okay, so we are going straight into it, I thought. He handed me a robe and turned around so that I could get out of bed and put it on
"How are we going to deal with this? I can get my family's lawyer to sort out a divor-"
"Actually, that's what I want to talk to you about" I started to get a little nervous, "We can't get a divorce"
WHAT?! I thought, HE DIDN'T WANT A DIVORCE! Why am I saying this in my head? "What do you mean you don't want a divorce?"
"It means that I can't get a divorce" This man was crazy, he can't force me to stay in the marriage, "I want to propose an offer to you"
"Are you about to pay me to be married to you? Because I'm not that kind of person"
"You mean the type of person that goes Vegas and marries the first person they see" I lifted my hand and went to slap him but he caught it and held my hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I'm just a little annoyed at myself"
"Hurry up and say what you need to say, you're pissing me off now" I snatched my hand out of his just stared at him angrily, I'm married to a fucking douchebag
"I can't get a divorce because that's too much legal work for me and my company's stocks will potentially take a dip. I want to at least give this" He started to gesture between the two of us, he better not say shot, "a shot. I don't think I can face my Dad and tell him that I am making a mockery of his name"
Maybe he wasn't that bad, he had a good reason as to why he wanted to stay married, "Paul, I get your reasoning but I literally just turned 21 and I'm still in college"
"I sort of remember, but let's just forget that we are married. Let's start from the beginning, we not married we are just starting to date and that's it" Paul started to walk towards me and took my hand again, "please just give this a chance and if in two months you don't want this to happen then we can divorce"
"Two months? That's all I have to do?" Paul nodded, I looked down at our hands still entwined together, "Okay, I'll give this . . . us a chance"
"Thank you" Paul kissed my cheek before walking over to his bag.
Am I crazy? You know, for staying married to this guy that I've known for less than a day. Paul and I talked a bit more about how we were going to deal with the whole marriage thing, Paul lived in New York for work and I lived in Boston for college but my family lived in Greenwich. This just meant that we had to work a little to see each other. Finally, we agreed spending every weekend together and a few days during the week. After sorting that out I had to break the news to my best friend and get ready for the wrath of Kelsey Ryan.
I left Paul's room and got in the elevator down to my floor. The walk to my room felt like an eternity, then it happened; I was standing in front of my door. I placed my hand on the door handle and took a long breath before opening the door.
"Steph, thank god you are okay. What happened to you?" Kelsey asked running up to me and pulled me into a suffocating hug.
"Did you begin to think that marrying the rebound guy was a bad idea at any point during the wedding?" I asked immediately getting straight to the point as we walked to the bed and sat down
"Honestly, I spent like four hundred dollars, everything seemed like a good idea last night" Kelsey said putting her hand on top of mine and squeezed it, "We can get through this just need to get a divorce and we can act like this never happened"
"Yeah, I've already dealt with it" I said biting my lip and took a deep breath, "We decided that we are going to stay married"
"What!" Kelsey shouted, I jumped a little. I knew she wouldn't be happy about this, "You're fucking with me, right? Steph tell me you are fucking with me"
"I wish I was. He suggested it and what he said made sense, we are going to treat it like we are just dating and if it works then we can move forward in the relationship and if it doesn't we can get a divorce. It's going to be fine, just fine" Who was I trying to convince here? Me or Kelsey?
"Okay, but I have one request from you"
"I hear it but I'm not promising that I'll do it"
"This continues to be your birthday weekend. We don't spend time with your husband or his irritating friends" I laughed softly and the puppy dog eyes that Kelsey used
"Just the two of us, nothing is going to change that. Now if you don't mind I'm going to get changed and then we can go to the casino" I said walking into the bathroom.
Who knows maybe this marriage between Paul and I will be a great idea, what's the worst that can happen?