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Never get drunk in Vegas	By : jaymclg Category: Individual Celebrities > Zac Efron Views: 3245 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I have never met nor do I know Nikki Blonsky, Zac Efron, Shia LaBeouf, Megan Fox or any other famous people. I own the plot and any characters of my own creation. I make no profit is for entertainment and is fiction none of this happene

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
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Never Get Drunk In Vegas
As they walked downstairs to the lobby Zac spotted Shia, Megan and the others. He met the eyes of Megan, who took one look at Nikki then shifted her gaze quickly to an oblivious Shia. She placed a hand over her mouth as her shoulders shook with barely suppressed mirth. Zac wondered what had tickled her and soon become very apparent when Shia finally turned and noticed them coming down the staircase. He had to resist the strong urge not burst out in laughter.
LaBeouf’s jaw had practically hit the floor before he quickly recovered himself, making his appreciation and lust less obvious. Zac, he was truly almost overcome by the honest hilarity of the situation. Apparently the other four had caught onto the situation as well and all stifled smirks or in the case of the women giggles. Nikki was the only one clearly oblivious to the form of sexual hell she had she unleashed on Shia.
Oh, this was too much for Zac, who shared a knowing smirk with Megan. He realised she understood his point of view perfectly. Shia was what Nikki was to him, Shia was Megan’s Nikki, just as she was to Shia what he represented to Nikki. Zac had never realised that until that moment, also guessing that Lafox was in the same context as Zikki was. They had fans just as he and Nikki did, who wished Lafox were just as real as Zikki. He knew both sets of fans would be in for a serious disappointment if they ever knew just how platonic both Zikki and Lafox in fact was.
Zac took quick note of what Megan and the others were wearing, instantly noting that Megan looked incredible, but admiring was as far as he felt comfortable doing. Doing anything besides silently admiring what any other none blind guy could spot was all he would do right then. His heart and trust were immensely raw and took one hell of a beating not quite thirty-six hours previously. He would have been a idiot of major proportions if he had tried anything with her at this point in time.
Megan was clearly amused at the current situation with Shia and Nikki, not that she could honestly blame Shia for his reaction. Nikki looked incredible in that black dress along with those killer Christian Louboutine, which. Megan silently appreciated as she eyed the shorter woman’s taste in footwear. Hell, she could even tell her clutch was a Gucci Babouska, a very nice choice if Megan did say so herself.
Megan also had a similar purse at home but hers was deep purple instead of black like Nikki’s, or at least she still hoped she did. That reminded her she needed to get her stuff out of Brian’s apartment before he decided to turn into a bigger petty bastard then he already is and chuck her stuff out in the street or set them alight, regardless of the fact it was he who had been the cheating fucktard and not her.
Megan thought of her own current choice of outfit that evening, which was a dark and soft navy blue jersey halter dress by Ted Baker. She had bought it during her shopping trip with Shia that day. She liked the way it reached just below her mid-thigh and hugged her figure just right. It had cowl a plunge neckline and was backless with a draped effect design.
Then there was her shoes, which Shia had been kind a enough to buy for her, which were also purchased during their shopping trip that same day. On her feet was a pair of 585.66-dollar Christian Louboutine Declic Suede Pumps. They had a round toe platform with a self-covered heel, which was 4½" with the Signature red leather sole. Finally there was her black Jimmy Choo Zulu patent clutch, which she carried in her left hand, also one of the items she had purchased that day.
She had decided to just put her long hair up in a high ponytail, which she had used hair straightners to make it pin-straight, then had left It to trail down her back. She had finally decided to finish the whole assemble with a pair of medium sized platinum hoop earrings before she blended bronze and crème coloured eye makeup with curled black lashes and deep glossy red lipstick to finish.
She had seen Zac’s appreciative look that he had shot her way moments ago, but then again Shia had given her the same look, as had Elijah and Curtis. There was no lust in his gaze which she honestly had not expected there to be. She would have been more than a little shocked if there had been, thinking it would have been far too soon and a seriously major mistake on not just Zac’s part but her own to. She figured Efron was in no shape mentally to carry off another relationship so very soon after the fuckup Zanessa turned out unfortunately to be. She would admit if only silently to her that she too was very much in the same boat right then and knew she would be for a long while yet.
Oh well, just because neither one of them had any intentions of doing anything about it did not mean they could not look and appreciate the sight of a highly attractive person. Looking in her opinion never hurt anyone, especially if you meant nothing serious by it and had no intention of making a move beyond just simply enjoying the view. Honestly, damn did Efron look yummy, especially in those black tight fitting designer trousers, and wow that deep blue shirt, which did the most incredible things to his blue eyes.
She had to fight the overwhelming urge to not ruffle his hair, which was in its usual signature style and looked beyond soft and glossy. However, something told her ruffling his hair right then would not have the best results; she did not know him well enough to do that, it being such a intimate gesture, which she figured right now only Nikki would truly escape unscathed from at that moment.
She eventually turned her gaze from Zac and Nikki and thought Amanda and Britney looked incredible as she took in their appearances. She noted they both were also wearing a pair of Christian Louboutine heels and sporting designer clutches. Apparently she and Nikki were not the only ones who had unknowingly chosen to wear the Italian leather beauties, or the only ones to have chosen great looking designers clutches as their choice of evening accessory.
She snapped out of her thoughts and decided to have a little fun and goad Shia and the other guys a bit, unknowing that her humour would cause a disagreement between Shia and Nikki. She smirked as she asked, “So are we ready to go? I’ve not eaten since lunch and something tells me the guy’s stomachs are probably having a conversation with them through grunts and growls.”
Nikki, Amanda and Britney smirked knowingly, while the guys in question huffed and rolled their eyes in exasperation. Shia grumbled and rolled his eyes as he said in a bland tone, “Don’t go there Fox, are you forgetting whom exactly you dragged around from store to store? Not only did you use your own credit card, but mine took a few fucking dents as well.” He added as he pointed to her pumps “In fact I believe it was my card which purchased those Christian fucking Louboutine your sporting right there.”
He snorted as he added, “I swear that French dude took up more closet space then I could have ever hoped to have in Sarah’s wardrobe. I figured if she could she would have fucked the man just for a free pair of his heels.” He paused to shake his head before asking incredulously, “What is it about those shoes that send women crazy enough to buy several pairs and take over practically the entire fucking closet? Hell I bet Sarah by now has had to buy a extra closet just for her shoes alone.”
Zac and the other guys sniggered knowingly, while the women rolled their eyes as they shot the guys less then pleasant glances. Nikki grimaced and said, “Don’t talk wet, besides the guy is most likely in his early or mid fifties by now.” Amanda added, “Yeah, fare do to those who like their sugar daddies, but I sure as hell do not need a sugar daddy to get my hands on a pair of these killer heeled Gems.” Britney, Nikki, and Megan nodded in total agreement.
Megan told Shia, “And you got me these heels because you offered. I figured you thought I would take them as a substitute over my cheating wanker of an ex-fiancée, which in a way you were correct. The way I feel right now I would take the heels over him any day.” Nikki smirked, “I agree, the shoes are more loyal then the guy and half the time they look better and never let us down, we always managed to look and feel incredibly sexy when wearing a pair.”
The women started cackling in delight at the expression of disgust on the guys faces. Even Zac looked indignant and snipped, “My Audi has been a sight more reliable and less demanding then any woman I can think of. Hell my car has been more loyal then my fuckup ex-fiancée, which is saying something really bad and is just plain fucking sad.”
Shia let out a hoot and said, “You can say that again, ha, Sarah always complained about how I thought more of my bike then I did her, well fuck her, I turned the tables on her and brought her Louboutine into the mix. She never did take too kindly to that. I mean seriously my bike cost more than five times as much as what she paid for any pair of her heels”
He sniggered as he and the rest started to walk towards the hotel’s restaurant, “I warned her if she ever laid a single finger on my bike or one of my cars I made sure she knew I had no such qualms over letting my parent’s dog loose on her Louboutines.” He concluded, “I assured her I would not lose any sleep, nor would the dog; it would be in heaven with all of that Italian leather, of course until my parents had a vet bill when the dog got sick on too much of a good thing.”
Nikki scoffed, “You really are an asshole LaBeouf.” Shia shot her a look and informed her coldly, “I wasn’t always an asshole Blonsky, not that that is any of your business. At least I am honest, more then I can say for some others.” He added, “You only see me as a asshole because I am a player I do not want to settle down at barely twenty three with a golden shackle on my finger and screaming and puking brats right left and fucking centre.”
He sneered coldly as they reached the entrance to the restaurant, “Well, excuse me if I do not appreciate or invite the idea of letting some fucking overly high-maintenance bitch cheat on me and treat me like shit, Blonsky. I don’t go in fucking seconds I like to think I am honestly not a fucking masochist when it comes to letting some bitch stomp the fuck over my heart without a care as to what it will or won’t do to me. ”
Nikki went bright red looking like he had just slapped her across the face. She went rigid, instantly realising what had happened to and why Shia acted how he did. Sarah, she had done it. What Megan had told her and what Shia had just unintentionally revealed to her finally let her understand what turned him into a player and such an asshole. She guessed she could not blame him for being more than a tad jaded on the subject of woman, but it gave him know right to think all women would be like Sarah.
Zac glowered and said, “Take it easy, LaBeouf.” Nikki shook her head and said, “Leave it Zac it is not entirely his fault. I believe a large part of the blame belongs with his ex, Sarah. It is hardly surprising he is more than a little jaded. His trust in women has been abused, leaving him with a bitter taste and obviously trust is not easy to regain once it has been abused.”
Shia glowered at her as she concluded and said, “Let’s go and eat, however, we will be discussing this later on. No one snaps at me and not answers to me afterwards, just you remember that LaBeouf. I can sympathize with the fact you have been hurt, but not all women are like that, meaning it gives you no right to act like a jackass. I am not going to discuss this any further in public.”
Nikki silently hoped Zac did not turn out how Shia had as she could not handle or think of a player Zac. She realised Shia’s heart had been broken as had Zac’s. Shia did not have her, Zac did. She would see to it that Zac got the love and support that Shia either did not receive or point blank had not wanted and refused.
She sighed as she quickly made her way inside followed silently by the others who were stunned, except for Shia who was glowering something fierce at her back.
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