Update. But it's short... My bad.
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The sun came and the moon disappeared. The light from outside lit the whole area which woke up the people in the room.
As he felt the sun's rays invading the darkness, he groaned. He scooted to the left side but as he moved his body, he collided with another. He then quickly opened his eyes and saw a girl in his bed currently waking up from her sleep. She turned towards him and when she saw him, her jaw opened.
"What happened last night?" she asked, sitting up and pulling the sheets to cover her body.
"I don't know," he said making himself comfortable on the bed, sitting up and leaning on the wall behind him.
Just then, something had caught his eyes. On her left hand, a ring shimmered under the light.
"Holy shit!" he muttered under his breath. "Oh shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit! Look at your hand!"
Putting both hands near her face, her eyes widened at the sight.
"No! No! No!" she responded back. "We didn't! Oh My! Please tell me we didn't."
She looked at him as he looked at her, panic struck between them.
"We got married," Miley and Nicholas both whispered to each other at the same time.
Uncontrollable panic rushed through Nick's veins. What would his parents think of him? He told them he would never marry a complete stranger, and he did just that. Surely his father would call him a hypocrite and never take him seriously. He looked at Miley sternly.
"We've got to fix this right now," Nick said demandingly. "Man, what a stupid thing to do! What was I thinking, what was I thinking?" he repeated.
Miley was covering her face with her hands.
After a few minutes of silence, Nick approached her, trying to be gentle and understanding this time.
"I'm sorry," Miley softly whispered.
"Hey, it's not a big deal. We get the marriage annulled and no one ever has to know about it. It's as easy as a signature on paper," Nicholas said sounding optimistic.
She uncovered her face but could not look at Nick directly in the eye.
"Look, you don't have to worry about it. What do you say we get some breakfast and enjoy ourselves! I mean, we are in Vegas after all!"
She was still unsure of what to think at the present moment. Did she really just marry a random guy she had met at the club? Regardless, Nicholas' suggestion got Miley to form a small smile on her face.
"That sounds like a great idea. Give me half an hour to shower and get ready." She slowly removed the ring that Nick had given her on their wedding day and placed it in the bed-side drawer.
Within the hour, they were leaving the hotel. It was a hot day in Vegas, but there was a nice breeze that made the walk a little more bearable. After walking a few blocks, Nicholas spots a hot dog joint.
"That's a quick and easy meal," he thought to himself. They could scarf down the hot dogs and go to a notary to sign the divorce papers by mid-afternoon.
"How about Pink Zone?" Nick suggested.
"Yeah, that looks pretty good. I'm starving!" Miley said enthusiastically, eager to get anything in her empty stomach.
She was standing in front of him in line. She looked very well put-together. She was wearing sleek white shorts that were mid-thigh length and a tasteful turquoise top. She had a style all her own. Nick got a whiff of her perfume.
"I like that perfume you got on," he said casually.
"Oh, thank you," she uttered trying to keep from blushing.
"Next in line! I can help the next customer in line! shouted the cashier.
Miley looked at the menu for a few more seconds, then walked up to the counter.
"Hi, may I please have 1 All-American Dog, 1 corndog, a side of sweet potato fries, and a Diet Pepsi, please?" Miley asked politely.
"Yes ma'am," the cashier said in a suggestive matter. "Mmm mmm mmm I like a nice-figured girl with an appetite!" he told her shamelessly.
"Excuse me," Nick said butting in. "Can you please just take her order and keep the inappropriate comments to yourself?"
The cashier felt defensive as he puts both hands up in front of his body.
"Oh, I'm sorry are you her boyfriend?"
Nick was caught off-guard. He wanted to come back with a witty remark, but did not know what to say. As he stood there, his lips pursed tight and his mind was running wild.
"He's my husband, actually," Miley quickly said, saving Nick from embarrassment.
The cashier's arrogant smile quickly vanished.
"My apologies," said the Cashier seriously. "Sir, I meant no disrespect. I'm ready to take your order whenever you're ready."
Miley looked at Nickn, who was relieved that she had backed him up, but seemed uncomfortable with the situation. He looked at her and as their eyes locked, he gave her a small smile, thanking her for what she had done.
"We can eat somewhere else if you want," she suggested quietly.
"Yeah, let's go somewhere else," Nick responded back to her, his smile getting bigger.
They left the food stand without another word.
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Sorry so short. I needed to stop here because I forgot I changed some stuff on the next part and haven't written down on a story form.
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