Why are these lights so bright?
Oh, did we get hitched last night dressed up like Elvis?
Why am I wearing your class ring?
Don't call your mother
'cause now we're partners in crime

Katy Perry - Waking Up In Vegas

Chapter One - I need Throat Insurance.

I silently let out a yawn as I stretched out in front of me. Last night was nuts, and I didn't remember anything that happened! I sighed before sitting up on the edge of the bed. I rubbed my eyes open and let out a slight yawn again. It was bright in this room, It made me wince. I tried to remember what happened last night. I remembered Peter keep giving us booze because we defeated the alpha pack. I remember talking, even laughing with Derek before blacking out. I shook my head and sighed out loud. I rubbed my hands together but stopped when I felt something on my left ring finger. I gulped before looking down to see there was an actual ring on my left hand ring finger.

I looked down to my body to see I was in the nude. I looked up to see I wasn't in my hotel room with Scott. Where was I? I slowly turned to see if there was anyone in bed with me. I closed my eyes and breathed out. I was pretty sure there wasn't going to be anyone in the same bed as me. There couldn't be, right? I turned my body slowly before slowly, I mean, slowly opening my eyes to almost have my eyes ripped out of my head. I wasn't going to be alive to see tomorrow, I knew that for a fact. Maybe, i'll just accept my death right now and be happy with it.

I almost died because there was a half naked Derek in the same bed as I was. I knew he was attractive to me, and I was totally into him but I didn't want to get hitched to him. I didn't want to die, also. Was this my idea? Probably. I slowly turned before I quietly got off the bed to get on my clothes. I rushed on my pants while tripping and falling all over the place. I really wanted to know if Derek and I, Stiles, were married, so I tiptoed over to the other side of the bed to almost cry out. He was wearing a ring too, and I knew this was real. I sprinted quietly out of the hotel room not making a noise. I went down to the fourth floor, where Scott and I, were staying. I banged on the hotel room door because I probably didn't have room key anymore.

"Stiles?" Scott rubbed his head when he opened the door to see me. I pushed him in the room and slammed the door behind me. I walked into the room and started to pace. To say I was worried about my well being was an understatement. Scott told me to stop and tell him what happened last night. I asked him why he didn't remember either. "I don't know, we all drank a lot last night! I don't think I remembered my own name! Don't you remember anything?"

"Dude! I wish I did. I mean, just look at this!" I shoved my left ring finger in his face. "LOOK AT THIS! I AM MARRIED TO DEREK HALE! I AM FREAKING OUT MAN. I'M GOING TO DIE!"

"YOU'RE MARRIED?" His eyes went wide as baseballs and I nodded faintly. I ran to my suitcase and packed everything up. I told him that we needed to go back to Beacon Hills before Derek woke up and realized that he was married to me. Scott packed as fast as I did but I was faster since I didn't want to die or get in the hands of Derek Hale. "Dude, let's check out and leave."

"Let's go!" I was out of the hotel room before you could even say hi. Scott followed, closing the door behind him. We checked out and ran to cab that was waiting in the front. we jumped in and rode it out til we got to the airport. We got there in about twenty minutes and I bought our airplane tickets to beacon hills. "Dude, let's go home and get me some throat insurance!"

Scott laughed at me as I just narrowed my eyes at him.

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Once i got into my room, I locked all the windows and made sure that Derek had no chance of getting into my room. I wasn't going to leave my room ever again. Nope, never. I wasn't going to risk my life with Derek out there on the loose. I closed the curtains and made sure everything was good for the twentieth time. I relaxed in my spinny chair for a bit till someone startled me from knocking on my door.

I gulped as I reached out my hand to twist the knob. I imagined it was Derek behind my bedroom door and shoving me down on the ground to rip my throat out. I shook my head before opening my door to my fate. I opened the door to find my dad on the other side and I breathed out in relief. I wasn't going to get my throat ripped out tonight."Dad! How are you? Are you eating healthy?"

"Yes, Stiles. I'm eating healthy and I'm fine." My dad sighed as he raised his eyebrows at me. I shrugged and laughed lightly. He told me that he was going to be working late and wouldn't be home for til late at night. I told him it was fine, and that I would stay guard of the mighty old' house. "Oh god, make sure you don't get into trouble okay?"

"Me? Get into trouble? Pft. Are you sure you got the right person? I never get into trouble."

"If you say so, Stiles. " He said his goodbyes and left to work. I closed my bedroom door and leaned my back on it. I closed my eyes to breathe out a breath I was holding in. I was so nervous that Derek would show up anytime that I didn't take time to breath and figure all this out. I was married to Derek, and I left without a word or a letter. When Derek finds me and realizes I am his... husband. He's going to rip my throat out in the most painful way possible. Fun, this will be totally fun. Maybe I could tell him that we could get a divorce and never talk about this ever again.

I fear that It'll be harder than it looks.

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I hope you like it. I came up with this idea this morning! Please tell me if you want me to keep writing and adding to this. xox - marlie.