Slut ; H.G.

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Bay's POV

I opened my eyes slowly, my head hurting like a mother fucker.

I looked around. From what I could tell, I was in a hotel room. Hayes was laying shirtless across my legs, in his boxers.

I held my head as I slowly lifted myself up and crawled around Hayes.

I went to the bathroom, to take a shower.

I found Matt there, sitting in the sink, in only joggers, asleep.

"What the fuck happened last night?" I mumbled, rubbing my head, only then realizing the ring on my finger.

I looked at it.

Is that an engagement ring? What the hell? It can't be. Who the hell am I married to? This thing must of cost a fortune.

I shook Matt. "Matthew." I mumbled, half asleep.

"Hayes, don't get the tattoo!" He yelled, waking up.

Then he quickly grabbed his head and held it. "Fuck." He mumbled.

I looked in the mirror. I had a vail on, a boys t-shirt that went down to my knees, and then just underwear on.

"Why are you wearing Hayes's shirt?" Matt asked, half asleep.

"It's his? Why am I wearing a vail?"

"Maybe we should check our phones." Matt said, taking out his phone, and squinting cause the light on his phone was so bright. We both had head aches.

Hayes slowly walked in the bathroom. "What happened?"

"That's why we're wondering."

I looked at him. He had a tattoo bandaged wrap on his wrist and multiple hickeys.

"Let me see your wrist!" I snapped. "Why are you wearing a ring?"

"I think I can help answer some questions." Matt said, shaping us his Snapchat memories section.

There was multiple snaps of us dancing, making out, just laughing, and then some other stuff.

How Hayes and I both got hickeys, from each other. Hayes got a tattoo with my name and then we got engaged.

Matt ended up in the sink asleep because we dared him to sleep there all night. His drunken words "I get it, you two engaged love birds alone time want."

I cupped my head, leaning over. "Oh god."

"Is that my shirt?" Hayes asked.

"Yea, and where are both our pants?"

"Did we...." "no we both have underwear on. But I guess we got close."

"God, I'm engaged? How am I gonna tell my mom that? And this tattoo? You know how much it'll cost to get it removed?"

"Wait....where are we?" I said.

I pulled out my phone and checked my location. 

"Shit, we're in Las Vegas!"

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