Disclaimer: Anyone you recognize, i don't own. The nobodys your never heard of... yep them bitches is mine lol.

I was watching "The Baxter" And it for some reason made me come up with this. weird i know

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ONE WEEK LATER

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I had lived up to my promise to myself. Not a single tear had been shed. In fact, I was feeling pretty good. Staying with Chris turned out to be just what I needed. Instead of dwelling on what had happened to get me there, we both tried our best to forget about it. He was constantly pushing me out of the house with him, going any random place that we felt like going. I don't know what I would have done without him. He was the pushing force behind me that kept me going in a new direction, which was what I needed the most.

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I barely had time to react as Daniels came running into the bedroom and diving onto the bed next to me.

"Whatcha watching?" He said with a huge smile.

"I have no idea." I said, blankly staring at the TV.

"Your sooooo boring." He sighed, rolling over on his back.

"I just don't have to be doing something every waking second of the day like SOME people I know" I said with a laugh.

"Fine. No surprise for you." Daniels huffed, and walked back out the door.

"WAIT!" I yelled, chasing after him.

"What kinda surprise?" I asked sweetly.

"The kind your never going to get to know about." He said, opening the fridge.

"OH come onnnnnn Angel Bear." I said, putting on my pouty face and leaning against the fridge door.

"Calling me the name I hate isn't gonna get you anywhere darling." He said, closing the door quickly so I almost fell flat on my face.

"Your such a meany face." I said, crossing my arms across my chest, as he hoped up onto the counter and began devouring his pudding he had gotten from the fridge.

"Calling me names isn't helping your case any."

"Fine." I sighed. "Just tell me then."

"Nope." He said, finishing his pudding, and getting up to grab another.

I stepped in front of the fridge to stop him.

"Tell me." I said.

Instead Chris just rolled his eyes, picked me up over his shoulder, and carried me back towards the bedroom.

I pounded my fists into his back, screaming for him to put me down but he wouldn't listen.

He finally threw me down on the bed, and i glared angrily up at him.

He smirked before sliding into the bed next to me and pulling something out of his pocket.

"Figured we could use a little vacation." He smiled handing me what he was holding.

"VEGAS!?" I screamed, reading over the tickets quickly.

"I FUCKIN LOVE YOU!" I yelled, before suffocating him with a hug.

"Cant...breathe..." Chris muttered from under me.

"Oh sorry." I smiled

"Stop apologizing and start packing. We leave in 4 hours" He said with a smile

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2 DAYS LATER

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I woke up with the most horrible head ache I had ever had. The light coming in through the window only made it worst. I got up to close the curtains, only to notice that my clothes were missing. I looked back at the bed to see the sleeping form of Christopher Daniels, also missing his clothes.

"Shit"

I ran to my suitcase and grabbed some clothes, and slipped them on quickly, all the time thinking what the fuck did I do. What the fuck did I do. What the fuck did I do.

"Chris. Wake Up. CHRIS!" I practically screamed. He didn't move. I went over to the bed, to try and shake him awake. As i placed my hand on his shoulder, I noticed something else out of place.

A small diamond ring... placed on my right ring finger.

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Oh shit. Didnt see that coming did ya?

-PA6