Phil's P.O.V.
After god knows how many shots of Jagermeister, we all headed downstairs to The Palm to eat. We all walked down, more likely stumbled down from the roof even though, like mine everyone's vision was slightly blurry. We all sat and ate before heading the Bellagio. It took us a while to get there, seeing as, for some reason, it was really difficult to keep it together. I wasn't usually this much of a lightweight. Suddenly, I was forced up against a wall by Beth. Her lips were on mine and it quickly escalated to a full on make out session before Stu came and interrupted us and ushered us off towards the rest of the group. Alan was the first to vomit, and Stu slipped on it, face planting the concrete sending the group into drunken fits of laughter. We, somehow composed ourselves and headed into the Casino, making a bee-line for the craps table.
Alan's P.O.V.
We played loads of games and I met Mr Chow. He was lovely and funny. We played and he won $80,000. The guy did well. We also met up with the guy who sold me the ecstasy that I put in everyone's drink. He played with us for a bit until Phil fell and hit his head on the craps table as Beth tackled him. He was bleeding so Stu fumbled with his phone to call an ambulance. An ambulance soon showed up and Phil was rushed to hospital, Beth holding his hand as the put him on the stretcher. He was out cold!
Paris' P.O.V.
I stumbled out of the Bellagio clutching Stu's shirt. He basically dragged me to the car in my drunken stupor. We managed to fit 6 of us in the Mercedes and drive to the hospital. I opened the door to nearly fall out but I had Stu catch me. We ran into the hospital and ran into Phil's room to see him passed out and Beth clutching his hand like her life depended on it. As we entered he began to stir, I've never seen her eyes light up like that before. Doug gets a doctor who sends us out and we carry on to a strip club? Somehow Phil had ended up with a bottle of liquor as we continued our Vegas adventure.
Stu's P.O.V.
We walked into a building to see bright flashing strobe lights. Strip club. Paris and Charley were first to the poles whilst Beth and Phil were making out in the corner. I called over a stripper. "Lap Dance!" I clapped my hands twice before the stripper for me collapsed. Paris took over after punching the stripper. "You're mine!" She seductively whispered into my ear. Paris ran back to the pole for a bit and I saw Alan getting a lap dance whilst staring at his pager. Phil was down on one knee proposing to Beth. Awwh! I called Paris over and did the same cause it'd be funny. I pulled her in for a kiss as she said yes and we were off to the chapel! Alan then came running over as did everyone else. "Stu! Stu! I bet you're not good enough a dentist to pull out your own tooth!" Alan slurred, presenting Stu with a pair of pliers. "CHALLENGE ACCPETED!" I shout – slurred. I put the pliers to my tooth and began pulling on it. Not long after I let go screaming in agony. Soon after I continued, nonetheless, determined to beat Alan at this bet. After about 15 minutes of pulling I had triumphantly pulled out a tooth and my mouth was now gushing with blood to all of their amusement. Phil was rolling on the floor laughing and clutching his sides. I held my tooth up then handed it to Alan. "Here you can keep it!" I smiled, my teeth now a deep red.
Charley's P.O.V.
Awwh! Phil proposed to Beth. We were on our way to the chapel. Rhiannon and I called up a limo to take us all to the nearest chapel to get Paris and Beth married. It pulled up outside and we all climbed in, drinking Champagne and slurring congratulations to the two engaged couples. The white limo shortly pulled up at the chapel and we were soon inside and getting the double wedding started. They all said I do and we popped a bottle of Champagne spraying it over the four. Rhiannon started making out with Alan, Beth and Phil were basically getting it on in the corner and Paris and Stu were crying of happiness. Doug and I were just talking when we noticed everyone leaving.
Doug's P.O.V.
I sat in the limo next to Charley, talking about anything and everything. Our words were slurred and everything around us seemed blurred. We noticed something was up but didn't dare mention it to everyone else. They were too busy making out or basically fore playing in the car. Couldn't they just wait until the hotel? Laughs, giggles and moans along with any other noise were heard throughout the night. The city lights blurred together as we crawled the streets and wreaked havoc across Las Vegas.
Back to Beth's P.O.V.
We stumbled into the hotel at about 5:15am. Mine and Phil's lips never lost contact. He pulled me into his bedroom and got me undressed. He pulled a condom on and pushed himself into me. The feeling ran through my veins. It was pure ecstasy. I arched my back as we both hit our high. As Phil collapsed next to me, we both whispered an I love you, before our lips met once more.
AN: I hope you enjoy this take on the hangover this is what I think would have happened. Thanks Jessie for suggesting this :D REVIEWS MEAN LOVE! Thanks for reading will update soon :D xx