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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
Just as Nikki walked over to the coffee table to grab the water and painkillers, there came a knock on the door. Nikki let out a tiered sigh and said, “Stay there that will be room service can’t have you going to the door dressed and looking like all death warmed up, you’d scare whoever is there away at the sight of you.” Nikki knew full well that she really should not being goading him, but she could not help it, she hated their current problem and he was the nearest available target to take that anger out on.
Shia without even bothering to remove his hand from his eyes lifted his right hand and flipped her the bird causing her to scoff and roll her eyes. Trust LaBeouf to get his point across with typical hand gestures when all other motor and mental functions fail to compute to a hangover riddled mind. She resisted the urge to return the favour regardless of the fact the gesture would have been a waste with his eyes covered from view. Damn, it was the principle of it though.
She walked to the door to answer and sure enough it was room service, apparently the man recognised Nikki as his whole face twisted into a mask of disbelief. He asked, “Miss Blonsky, I was under the impression this room was being occupied by Mr LaBeouf and Miss Fox, do I have the wrong room?” He wondered what was going on here, what had he discovered, was Miss Fox checking into the room with Mr. LaBeouf a cover up for Mr. LaBeouf to have some alone time with Miss Blonsky without people starting to wonder?
Nikki who was not usually one for bribery inwardly moaned at the sheer bloody annoyance of the entire situation. She asked, “No it is the right one.” She added, “What can I do to make certain the fact I am in Mr LaBeouf’s room so early stays between the three of us?” The porter was quick to speak and said, “Of course Miss Blonsky, I understand perfectly, after all it is the hotels policy that all information given by the customers is to remain confidential; their business is just that theirs.”
Nikki beamed at the man and made sure he was gave a nice sized tip, silently making double sure he sticks to that policy as you never knew how others would react when they have gossip fodder concerning celebrities. The man accepted the tip, knowing exactly why it was as big as it was and merely smiled and rolled the trolley into the room. He instantly spots a very hung over Shia LaBeouf and inwardly winces being able to spot a killer hangover from hell from a mile off being very familiar with them himself. He nods to Nikki before turning on his heel as Nikki closed the door.
“Bribery, such an ugly practice, Blonsky” came the groggy and amused voice of Shia from the lounge. He added as Nikki gritted her teeth barely resisting the urge not to punch him in the face. “Never had you the sweet and innocent good girl down for such underhandedness, who knew you had it in you, anymore hidden talents I should know about Blonsky?”
Nikki wheeled the trolley into the lounge and hissed, “Put a damn sock in it, LaBeouf, I am not in the mood for your typical half-hour asshole guy attitude. We have got other things to discuss and I feel it prudent that I not feel the need to punch you in the face until I am far away from you and this room, meaning you’ll listen if you have any self value for your well being.”
Shia let out a humourless bark of laughter even if the sound hurt his head as he informed her, “Oh, but on the contrary sweetheart, I have no intentions whatsoever of letting you out of my sight until the divorce is finalized. I sure as hell will not have another woman trying to fuck me over again, ha, not likely once was enough thank you very much.”
Nikki stood by the trolley practically vibrating with anger barely managing to talk herself out of throwing the contents of the trolley at the assholes head, hence the reason she made a point of keeping herself behind the trolley and him in front on the couch. She knew if she got to close to him she would seriously take a swing at the smug and annoying prat that unfortunately was currently legally her wedded husband, not for damn long if she had any say in the matter.
Nikki occupied herself by going over to the coffee table and grabbed the glass of water and the painkillers and placed the painkillers in her mouth before emptying the glass in three or four swallows. She could not wait for them to kick in as she felt like her skull was going to split into two, having never had such a horrendous hangover in her life. What and how much had she drank the previous evening, how did she not have alcohol poisoning for crying out loud?
Shia asked as he finally removed his hand from his eyes, “How close did I come to wearing the contents of that glass?” Nikki placed the glass on the table as she picked up both the marriage licence and certificate and thoroughly scanned them. She replied to his question in a bland tone, “Closer then you think, although I would not relax just yet, after all there is still the coffee and orange juice on the trolley. I am leaning more towards the coffee actually I fully intend to enjoy the orange juice.”
Shia had to bite down on his lower lip to stifle the smile that threatened to break out across his face as he mentally nodded in approval, she had spunk he admired that and it was a major turn on for him. He silently watched as she continued to scan the papers that said they were officially and legally man and wife. He watched her expression become darker by the second, not that he could blame her of course he was not exactly jumping up and down in delight either.
He commented, “We need to get out of Vegas as soon as possible, today preferably. I want to return to LA and make an appointment with my lawyer I want out of this marriage, just as I am certain you do to.” Nikki looked up from the marriage licence and asked, “Divorce?” Shia nodded and said, “Yeah, divorce, annulment is out of the question the marriage has obviously been consummated.”
Nikki nodded in understanding and replied, “Yeah I see your point as I do not remember anything passed going to a bar after the casino, except for the fact Zac and Megan left us alone in the bar after some convincing. I do not know where they went my memory is blank after that.” She loathed not being able to remember what happened the previous evening, what a fucking disaster.
Shia nodded and replied, “Yeah, same here, although it is obvious we did more than sleep in that bed, for one we both woke naked, two I take it you have seen the state of the sheets in there” he pointed in the direction of the bedroom. Nikki nodded and added, “Yeah, and I noticed how sore I was when I was in the bathroom, seeing as it has been over a year since I last had sex.”
She asked him, “Did you find any used condoms in the waste basket in the bedroom as I found none in the bathroom; in less you flushed it down the toilet?” Shia shrugged and replied, “I found none in the bedroom and don’t remember whether I flushed any down the toilet or not, last night up until the bar when Megan and Efron left us is somewhat of a blank. I fucking hate not knowing what we did last night, no offence but I don’t know you all that well or feel comfortable enough with you to take the risk of having sex without a condom.”
He did not like the idea of not being completely aware of what he did the previous evening anymore then Nikki did, especially when you took into consideration they may well have had unprotected sex. He did not know her well enough to be comfortable with having unprotected sex with her. Hell he had not had sex without a condom with Sarah until almost a year into their relationship that was after he felt he could trust her to take her pill and not try to trap him with pregnancy, not unlike what had happened to one of his friends, Khleo Thomas, who in the end found out he was not even the father.
Nikki exclaimed in part horror and part fear, “Oh that’s great, just fucking well great, the last thing I need is to end up pregnant I am only twenty one for cry out loud.” She started to pace as she dropped the papers back down on the table. Could this whole situation get any worse, well, actually the only way it could do just that would be if she end up pregnant, something she was sure hopping she was not, hell no.
Shia exclaimed in evident alarm at not only ending up married at twenty three, but also becoming a father as well the mere thought sent a shiver of horror down his spine. “What, aren’t you on the pill or something?” Nikki glowered at him as she shook her head as she pause mid step and replied, “Damn it, yeah usually I am, however, I was supposed to go to the Doctors to change over to a different brand as the brand I had was making me sick and giving me dizzy spells.”
Shia growled, “Why the hell did you not then?” Nikki growled back, “I’ve had a lot on my mind of late, first Zac ends up dumped by that slut at the altar in front of all of his friends and family. Then there is the fall out to deal with because of the fucking paps. Then there was this trip it all piled on top.” She hissed irritably as she spat, “Plus I have not had sex or in been in a relationship in over a year I had no plans to have sex anytime soon, I figured I was safe until I got home again and went to see my Doctor.”
She placed her hands on her hips, her tone becoming angrier by the second, “How the hell was I supposed to predict you would be here in the same hotel on the same weekend as me? Give me a break; you are a blasted player, LaBeouf. I never planned on getting drunk and marrying then sleeping with you, only to wake the next morning naked beside you wearing a fucking wedding ring of all things.”
She started to pace as she concluded in exasperation as she said, “I sure as hell don’t appreciate not remembering what the hell I did the previous night, only to finally add more unwanted shit to the pile, now I am potentially pregnant at twenty one, oh how marvellous, just fucking marvellous. Ha, this whole fucked up situation just keeps getting better by the second.”
Shia sat up slowly as he eyed his wife wearily as she proceeded to have one hell of a meltdown right in front of him. Okay, so he was starting to realise maybe he should have used less pressure. He started to realise his wife was hung over and on the verge of hysteria at the thought of being pregnant. He stood up as quickly as his head would allow and quickly took hold of Nikki as he tried to calm her. He knew she would end up making herself sick if she continued as she was.
Shia exclaimed, “Whoa calm down you do not know that you are actually pregnant. I am not pro here, but even I know there is a chance you may not be pregnant. Besides it is far too soon to tell.” Nikki had tears slowly streaming down her cheeks as she told him, “You don’t understand the fact that the women in my family on my mother’s side are very fertile, we never suffer problems conceiving. Mom conceived me and Joey my brother very easily, as did my grandmother with my mom.”
Shia took a step back from her and pinched the bridge of his nose as he asked, “What are the chances that one time without protection was all it took? Yeah, do not get me wrong I am more than aware that sometimes once is all it takes, but how do you know whether you’re fertile at this time of the month?” He was really starting to freak the hell out at the thought of having possibly had unprotected sex with a woman who came from a family of very fertile women, at least on her mother’s side of the family. Knowing his fucking lousy luck, she most likely would end up pregnant.
Nikki snapped, “I am not due for my period for another two weeks, which I suspect I am more fertile within those two weeks before my period than any other time. So yeah, the chances are unfortunately very high.” Far too fucking high in Nikki’s opinion, the very thought made it feel faint in horror, knowing she was most likely no different from her mother in that regard.
Shia moaned aloud as he covered his face with his hands, having to resist the urge to not scream at the top of his lungs in pure honest to god frustration. This was bad very bad indeed, not only was he married, but there was also a very high probability that he was also a father to now, a thought that made him feel so damn queasy his head and stomach practically spun around.
He removed his hands from his face and suddenly blanched, “Oh shit” he exclaimed. Nikki knew this was not about their marriage or her possibly being pregnant but something else entirely. “What, what is it?” she asked. Shia replied, “Megan and Efron, where do you suppose Megan end up sleeping last night? How much are you willing to wager Efron most likely walked Megan back to the room here, only for him and her to probably hear us going at it?”
He added, “How do you think Megan will react to us being married and not wanting to remain as that, especially after only breaking off her engagement two days previous.” Nikki gasped and placed a hand over her mouth. There was a horrified and guilty expression on her face as she removed her hand after a moment and said in barely above a whisper, “Zac.”
Shia nodded and said, “He wanted to marry Vanessa and would have done so in fact if she had not ditched him at the altar. Imagine what his reaction is going to be to us wanting to divorce each other after not being married twenty-four hours yet, while all of his hopes and dreams of a happy fucking marriage were ripped to ribbons by that spoilt talentless and insecure twig.”
Nikki had tears of guilt and shame in her eyes as she swallowed hard, suddenly feeling extremely ill. She took a deep breath and let it out again then sighed and nodded as if silently deciding something. Shia watched as she walked over to her clutch and proceeded to remove her cell and pressed one on her speed dial and brought the phone up to her ear to wait. “Yeah Zac, I need you to come to Shia’s room. Is Megan with you? Good, then bring her with you something has gone down. Shia needs to talk to her while I need to talk to you.” She nodded before saying, “Alright, we’ll see you both in fifteen minutes.”
She then hung up the phone before deciding to get some orange juice from the trolley. Shia quickly grabbed a cup and took hold of the coffeepot. He was determined he was going to have some coffee, besides, he figured the more he drank of it the less there will be for her to throw at him. Just in case he somehow managed to piss her off before Megan and Efron got there, something he figured was a strong possibility seeing as how well he had managed to do just that so far.
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