Chapter 3: Waking Up In Vegas

"Helga! Come on! You have been there for two hours! We need to talk!" The reality is that I don't know what to tell her, or where to begin. I only remember that we were drinking at the bar yesterday and then… we were running in the street to a fountain… I think. Oh man, this is too much. My head hurts as hell, I smell like I showered on pure alcohol, I feel like I was hit by a truck and I'm hungry as hell, but that doesn't change that I'm a bit happy about this. I didn't know what I was missing till yesterday; her kisses are intoxicating, I want more of them. But I guess she doesn't feel the same by the way she reacted when we wake up.

"What a night." I said with yawned, massaging my forehead because of the pain.

"No kidding." At first I didn't notice, but few seconds later I realized that it wasn't me who said that. Helga was next to me, leaning on my shoulder and her left hand was on my chest. Neither of us was dressed and the sheet covered us till the waist.

She hadn't noticed too, we looked at each other hoping we were dreaming or something, but I was no dream at all. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I didn't say a word; I was trying so hard to not take look at her beautiful body; I was in shock. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? TURN AROUND FOOTBALL HEAD!" But I didn't, she was pulling the sheet and covering with it, I just took a pillow to cover myself while she took some clothes from the floor, not caring if were hers, and went to the bathroom.

I'm such an idiot! This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life, but nooooo! We had to be drunk, and he had to have a girlfriend! If she finds out, she's gonna kill him, and then he won't talk to me for the rest of our lives. This is so unfair! Why did we have to sleep together? Why him? If it were another guy it would be much simple. It had to be Arnold! The one I'm in love with! The one who has a perfect body and…he was my first. I can't live with that image of him in my mind now! How are going to speak to each other now? He probably hates me. Well, I guess I can pretend that it didn't mean anything; when it means the world to me; pretend that it never happen and we won't talk about this in the rest of our lives. Even though I'll have it on my mind forever. I'm such an idiot.

'Why she's taking so long? Is it that bad to sleep with me?' Arnold was waiting for her to come out. He had already changed; he wore a blue shirt and his pajama bottoms, they were the closest thing he had when she ran out. "AAAHHHH!" Helga came out running to him with the shirt he was wearing last night.

"What's wrong Helga? Did something happen?" she took his left hand and her eyes widened. "Helga! What's wrong?"

"WHAT'S WRONG? Don't you see! We got married!" She walked away from him to the other side of the room.

"Helga, don't worry, we'll…"

"Don't worry? What are going to say? It's obvious that we're going to have a divorce but, what if Bob finds out? Yeah dad, I got married on the first day of my trip with my best friend, and on the next day I woke up in his arms. Isn't it amazing!" she rolled he eyes and sat on a bed. "How I am going to pay? I had to work two jobs to pay this trip!" He sat in front on her, trying to say something to comfort her. 'Now I know, she doesn't feel the same. She's right, I know that grandpa and grandma would help us with anything, sure thing that he'll bother me with tons of jokes, but his dad…he would kill me or something.' They were quiet for couple of hours; Helga took her phone and noticed several missed calls of Phoebe. "Hey Pheebs! Sorry for not answering again, you know how I get with hangover, besides it was on vibrator… Yeah, I know it's really late, it's just that Arnold and I got here who knows when so…Yes, he drank too…Well I was just calling to tell you this and if you could excuse us, we're not feeling well to go out today…thanks Phoebe. I'll call you later, ok? ... Bye Pheebs." Arnold could see it was too much for her; he sat next to her on the bed and hugged her.

"We'll think something, ok? There's nothing to worry about."

"What about you? What are you going her?" She leaned on his shoulder.

"Who?"

"Megan"

"Well, she'll get furious, if she finds out." She looked at him curious about his attitude with Megan.

"Aren't you going to tell her? She's you girlfriend. Don't you always do the right thing to do? Aren't you Arnold?" He chuckled.

"Oh, you don't know. She broke up with me. She's no longer my girlfriend." She was speechless, it was unbelievable. She was jumping of joy from the inside while she had a poker face on the outside.

"W-Why?" She looked away to hide her blush.

"She…she find out that you girls were coming too, so she got offended she wasn't invited… Aren't you hungry? We haven't eaten since yesterday." She didn't notice his change because of the break up. They ordered room service and half an hour later they were eating hamburgers and watching a movie, after they discuss all the drama. When Arnold finished his hamburger, he went to the bathroom and took a shower, which help him to relax. The hot water calmed his headache and body. When he came out of the shower, he found many hickeys. 'So that's why she was looking my neck and blushing really hard. They're huge! We're going to be eaten alive.' Helga was asleep when he got out. She still had on his shirt; she was hugging the pillow underneath her, looking a little bit cold; He covered her with the sheet. The sun was coming down; he wasn't so tired. Looking around the room he noticed all the mess they did last night. Clothes everywhere, on the floor, hanging on the TV, coming out their luggage, it was I mess. After picking some of the clothes he found the locket under her blouse. He was getting tired so he just put in on his bag, he would give it back later. He lay on his bed after turning on the lights, looking at Helga, she look so sweet asleep, and she didn't look bad with his shirt. She looked small and delicate. 'It's a shame that were gonna get a divorce.'

Helga woke up when the sun was rising, she could believe she fell asleep. She was just taking a little nap while Arnold was on the shower, then she could one after he got out. At least she didn't have a headache anymore. When Arnold woke up she wasn't in the room, there was a note saying she went to the buffet with Phoebe. He took his wallet and the key of the room to go to the buffet. There weren't a lot of people on line. He was drinking an orange juice when Gerald arrived to his table after he finished his breakfast. "So just by judging your neck, it seems to me that you had fun on Friday." Arnold was trying to keep it cool and not blush.

"Helga and I went on a date…" Gerald started laughing a little bit when he heard her name; he was just picturing the scene of her biting his neck. "We drunk and lost count of…" Arnold couldn't help to stare his ring; he didn't know how to tell with without being embarrassed. Gerald waited for him to say something but Arnold just looked his hand; he was still laughing until he noticed the ring.

"No way! It that what I think it is?" Arnold kept looking away. "Are you saying you…?" Arnold was blushing with every word he said. "You're married? You're married with Helga?" He just nodded and drank his juice. "She must been that good in bed." Arnold spited his juice after hearing that while Gerald was laughing harder of the irony. "Without giving me details tell me everything." Arnold told him everything he remembered; since he asked her out till yesterday. He also confessed that he does feel something for her thanks to what happen yesterday, but she didn't feel the same way since she was the one who asked for the divorce, not that he didn't want to be married with her; it was just all of a sudden.

The girls had all the day planed; first they would have breakfast, then we'll go shopping to the nicest stores on Vegas, next they'll have all the possible treatments on the hotel's spa, and finally they'll go clubbing, it was girl's night out. Helga texted Phoebe to meet her at the elevator after she gets out of the shower.

"Good morning Helga. Are you feeling better?" They were waiting for the elevator.

"Hi Phoebe! I do feel better, thanks. What did you do yesterday?"

"Not much, some of us went to the other hotels and the rest stay here." They entered to the elevator; they were alone, which was perfect for Helga. When the doors closed, Helga turn to Phoebe resting her hands on her shoulders taking her by surprise.

"I slept with Arnold!" Before Phoebe was able to say something else, Helga said the big bomb. "And that not all, we're married!" Phoebe heard everything that Helga said, and when she was going to speak, Nadine, Sheena, Lila and Rhonda arrived to the table. Helga hided her left hand under the table before they notice the ring. Everyone was eating and talking about the plans of the day. Rhonda could help to look at Helga sometimes, something was off; luckily Helga didn't notice. After everybody finished, they went from store to store with a lot of shopping bags (mostly Rhonda's); Rhonda had offered to pay for everything they wanted as a gift. Even though they all knew she could pay for a new wardrobe, they chose only what they really like or makeup, something little and not so expensive.

They were walking by the stores of Paris Hotel when Nadine saw one of her favorite stores. While Rhonda and Nadine were trying dress after dress, the rest were looking the store. Helga was trying the sunglasses when Rhonda called for attention, she turn to look her while she was trying on some of them.

"You look gorgeous, Rhonda!" Rhonda looked everyone until her eyes caught something.

"OH MY GOD! HELGA!" Helga cursed herself; she forgot that Rhonda had eagle vision. "I can't believe it!" she tried to hide the hand but Rhonda took her hand. 'Oh Shit!' All day she hided it in a way no one realized she had married; she hided it on her pocket, under some clothes, and what not; but now she didn't have a backup. "And here I thought that you got drunk and Arnold just took care of you! And he did! He took care of you! That's why you look so different! I can't believe you got married!" By the time Rhonda finished talking Helga was red. 'It was about time' Lila thought.

"You got married? With Arnold?" Sheena asked her.

"Of course she did. Just look at her face, she's on pure glee." They took a good look of the ring and started to ask million of questions. Helga could answer any of the questions. "Wait…. Why you didn't invite us to the wedding? Aren't we friends?" They were slowly cornering, leaving her without space to run, until Phoebe looked at her with disbelieve.

"Shut up! I'll tell you, if you give me space!" Helga was a little relief to get it out of her system, and by the way they took it gave her confidence. They were going to help her in everything, and Rhonda said she would get her really good lawyers, which it calmed her.

They came back to the hotel and went direct to the spa. They got every single treatment they could get. All the massages, facials, the mani and pedi took all the worries of Helga. In two days they would get a divorce and there would be no more problems. By seven everyone had returned to their rooms to get ready for the night.

"Let's make a toast, girls." Rhonda raised her drink and the rest followed her. "For Helga and her new beloved husband, Arnold. I never thought you would be the first one to get married." Helga rolled her eyes while Rhonda drank her cosmo. "What? You didn't see it coming? Come on, you know I'm just teasing, think of this night as your bachelorette party!"

"I know, but this is supposed to be a secret princess. You know too well that we're having a divorce." Helga drank a little bit to forget the pain of that last comment.

"If it's a secret, why are you wearing the ring?" Rhonda knew that she crossed that line when she saw the look in her eyes. "I'm sorry; I know I crossed the line. Forget the last thing and have fun tonight." The rest encouraged her too; that night was to get fun.

As they were going to the dance floor, Helga whispered to Phoebe. "Don't let me have more of four drinks."

After hours of just dancing, Phoebe was helping Helga to enter to her room. She didn't have more of tree drinks but two of them made her a little bit happier. Nadine gave a bit of her Margarita to Helga and she liked it a lot.

"Why did you have to dink the margarita?"

"Chill, Pheebs. I'm not drunk, just a bit tipsy. Besides football head isn't here, so I'll just going to sleep and nothing will happen. Just leave after I fell asleep." Helga said while she was taking off the dress and heels. Phoebe stayed till two a.m. She had fallen asleep when they were talking about school. When she got to her room, she found Arnold and Gerald talking. Before Arnold left their room, she told him that Helga was sleeping. He tried to not make a sound the he was in the room. He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to get a shower. When he came out, Helga was talking on the phone of the hotel.

"Hungry, football head?"

"Uh… weren't you sleeping?" He said while he was putting his clothes on his luggage.

"I asked hungry football head?" she stared at him with her look 'just answer yes or no'; the truth is that he didn't had dinner with the boys so he just nodded. "Make it two. Bring them as soon as possible… thanks. So, how was your night? Did you win something?"

"Not much; Phoebe said you were sleeping."

"And I was, until I got hungry, so I had to get up, you know. It's like when you have to do or say something just because, without having a real reason." Arnold notice something off with Helga, she was way happy than usual.

"And how was your girl's night out?" He lay in his bed while he asked her.

"Like usual; we danced, laughed, drank, and had fun. Just that Nadine gave me a bit of her drink and it was amazing. Everything was great; I had a lot of fun. Fun, fun, fun! The only thing that kinda ruined the day was when Rhonda saw my ring so she found out of our marriage. All the girls know now, but I made them to keep it as a secret." He was a little shocked, now they all knew.

"How much did you drink?"

"Just a bit; one beer and two margaritas sunrise." The margaritas made like this; a happy drunk.

"So they won' tell?"

"No, never. They so know when to keep their mouth shut. Like the time I made them to keep shut their mouths when I …"

hey guys! long time no see right! well here's chapter 3, i hope you like it. i'm sorry it took so long. i promise that i won't take a lot with chapter 4 but if i do it's because i want to make it so great to leave you with your mouth open.

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