"I now pronounce you husband and wife! Niall, you may now kiss your bride!"
Niall swooped me down and kissed me. Alcohol running through out veins. We were stupid 20 year olds in Vegas. You know what they say, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
We linked hands and skipped down the aisle and into a cab to our hotel room.
The next morning
I think the pounding of my head woke me up. I was freezing and naked under the sheets. I snuggled closer to whoever I was sleeping with since I can't remember their name. He wrapped his arm around me and I immediately warmed up.
After several attempts of trying to fall asleep again, I didn't succeed because my head was pounding too much. I grabbed a white shirt and my underwear and slipped them on and rummaged around to find Tylenol or something. I found my purse and took some Tylenol, I had two pills then smiled as the blonde haired boy rolled over. Then I realized who it was.
Niall Horan. The Niall Horan from One Direction.
"Oh shit. Are you married?"
Niall said rubbing his face.
"Me? No."
I said laughing.
"Are you?"
I said noticing the ring on his hand.
"The last time I checked no."
I looked down at my hand and saw a diamond ring.
"Well where did I get this?"
"Wait what's your name again...?"
Niall said laughing.
"Emma."
I said giggling.
"Well that explains this."
I hopped on the bed and sat next to him. We both looked at the marriage certificate on the bedside table.
"It says here, Niall Horan, and Emma Gale, now Horan. Are married as of last night at 11:39 pm."
He said looking at me.
"Did we seriously go to a small church and get married? Drunk?"
I said panicked.
"That's what this says."
"Do you remember anything?"
I said getting off the bed.
"No I was drunk off my rocker. Do you?"
"No! I am so stupid when I'm drunk! What are we gonna do? I just married a really hot celebrity that I'm shocked that actually slept with me, in Vegas! I'm in Vegas with my mother! Once she finds out she is going to hang me from a ceiling fan by my toenails and shoot me!"
I said pacing. There was a bang on the door.
"Emma I swear to god if you are in here I'm gonna kill you!"
My mother said pissed off.
"Oh no! That's my mom. Um take this, hold it, take yours off! Then um try to stay quiet and throw something on just incase she comes in."
I said handing my ring to him. I opened the door and sweetly said;
"Mommm! Hi!"
"Did you get hit by a truck?"
"Uh no."
"That isn't your shirt."
"You're right it isn't!"
"So why do you- EMMA! You slept with someone on a vacation with me?!"
She said whisper screaming.
"Mom I'm sorry I don't know what happened. Can you please go? I'll meet you for breakfast in 20 minutes at the hotel buffet."
She groaned and walked away. I shut the door and rushed back in the room to find Niall rereading the paper.
"Is she gone?"
Niall said.
"I'm meeting her for breakfast in 20 minutes so we have to figure this out. I have to go back to my hotel room and change and brush my teeth. Put your number in my phone and I will text you okay? To figure this out."
Just as I was about to leave Niall stopped me.
"Emma wait!"
"What?"
"You need pants and a bra."
I groaned and threw on more clothes and rushed to my room. I changed into leggings and a flannel and brushed my teeth and put in a mint. I threw my ring in my purse and rushed to the hotel lobby and met my mom.
"I'm gonna kill you."
"Yeah yeah I know."
I said getting my food.
Once we sat down she hammered me with questions.
"What were you thinking? What happened?"
"Well mom I don't know what I was thinking really. I was very wasted."
I looked over my shoulder and saw Niall at the line getting food.
"I'll be right back. I never grabbed pancakes! Silly me."
"Honey you already have-"
I rushed over to Niall.
"Hey no cutting."
A guy said behind me.
"Listen this is the real world, people are gonna cut."
Niall snickered to himself.
"I have to tell my mom."
"You think you wanna do that?"
"I can't just not tell her, she's already mad at me why not make her more mad."
"Go for it."
"I will."
I ran back over with 3 more pancakes to add to my other pancakes.
"So where were we?"
"Oh I don't know. I just was wondering where the hell my daughter went last night?!"
"Well um mom I don't remember any of that night but I do remember something."
"Yeah what's that?"
"Well I um."
"Spit it out love."
"Mom I got married."
