Well, this is my new story that was inspired by a Chinese drama called Wish and Switch (Hayley's side of the story). Since I don't have a title that I'm happy with for this fic, please feel free to submit any title ideas to me!

Please note the dates in the story. The time jumps back and forth quite a lot. I would know because I've written like the first nine chapters.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokemon or the general plot.

Chapter 1: Night after the Wedding

4th April 2011

The door to the lavish, dimly lit room swung open and the newlyweds stumbled in and dropped themselves down onto the soft bed. The groom's tuxedo was neatly done up and crease free only hours ago, his green hair was all tussled up now but still, his new wife loved the way it looked.

The wife herself wasn't looking too neat anymore either. Her hair was partially out of her hair sprayed messy updo and her make-up had smeared slightly. Her dress was somehow still intact from all the lifting from her husband and her shoes were off the moment they stumbled into the plush penthouse apartment.

They lived in the infamous La Rousse city, home of some of the world's biggest businesses, and here, pretty much everyone lived in apartments. The pair just happened to live in one of the fanciest La Rousse had to offer. The elevator that took them to their floor, way up in the building, required a special card key and once there, the elevator doors opened to reveal the scratch free marble flooring of their home. To the right was a long balcony with a few plants and a loveseat facing the view of the sparkling blue ocean. To the left was the main living area where the huge flat screen sat on the fancy glass table. Across from that was a golden silk textured sofa. Walking further in the house was an open kitchen, filled with the latest high-tech kitchen gadgets, on one side while the remaining open space contained a large black glass dinner table with matching silk covered seats. Last of all, ahead of that was a spiralling set of stairs with an immensely expensive looking handrail. At the top of the stairs was where the couple were now.

The bride watched as her husband slept. His usually sun-kissed skin was slightly on the red side from the excessive consumption of shots that everyone insisted he did. May ran a finger down his warm cheek and smiled to herself, thinking about how sexy he looked. She too was a bit drunk herself but even if she was completely sober, she would still think that about her husband Drew.

She put her head down on his firm chest and enjoyed the loving moment; she probably wasn't going to experience anything close like this for the next year because this isn't real.

None of it is.

20th December 2010

The door to the brightly lit haberdashery opened and before she had any time to react, the customer was already flocked by sales assistants throwing themselves at him because by the looks of it, he was likely to be rich. Very rich.

But May felt somewhat lucky that she was not one of the people serving him, he did not look like he was in a good mood and within minutes of entering the shop for a new pair of shoes to replace his scratched ones, he had rejected the top and utmost perfect ones that any guy would die for. The sales assistants were out of ideas about what to do next.

May noticed what her colleagues were doing and took the plunge and showed him a pair of less expensive shoes designed by a lower profile designer.

He looked up at her face and noticed the warm smile that graced her lips and the sparkle in her deep blue eyes. He knew right away that she was someone special.

He bought the shoes and then left with more than he was expecting.

27th December 2010

May dove into the small café to avoid the heavy rain that was doing a good job of keeping people off the normally busy streets. The café that she went into was a small and quiet one. She had been in there a few times before to enjoy the cakes and occasionally a coffee too, but most of the time she settled for tea. She ordered herself a slice of the mouth-watering lemon cake and a cup of hot tea, and pulled her purse out.

She stared at what was inside it: no notes, only about six pokedollars in scrap coins. She wasn't due to get paid until next week, six dollars was all she had to make do with until pay day. To put it short, May could barely afford this rainy day treat.

"Make that two slices of lemon cake and two cups of tea." Said a masculine voice from behind her as he slapped down a fifty dollar bill on the counter. "And keep the change." He added.

May's mouth opened but she closed it again when he looked at her. She took the scrap change out of her purse and tried to give it to him but he wouldn't take it.

"Take this as thanks for the shoes." He said as he indicated downwards to his feet. May followed his gaze and noticed that the shoes he wore were the same ones she sold him only day ago. It went well with the grey suit he was wearing, though it was a shade darker than what it was supposed to be due to it being damp from the rain.

May smiled again, the same smile as the one she flashed at him last time. "In that case thank you." She said as she picked up the tray with their teas and cakes and followed the green haired man to the corner.

They sat at the corner table and spoke about the littlest things that didn't seem to matter and before they knew it, it was time for May to leave. Work calls.

At least two good things came out of this for May: free food and his number.

13th March 2011

May had just finished her shift and was waiting at the bus stop when his car pulled up. He opened the window and invited her in. She accepted, after all, they were pretty much dating. She sat down on the cold, white leather seat and plugged her seatbelt into the socket. The car had a one-way screen which separated the front of the car from the back, giving May and Drew some privacy to speak freely.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Drew." May said as she looked at him. Her smile faded when she noticed his expression.

"We don't expect a lot of things, May Maple." Drew said. His was expression dark. He tossed an envelope at her, which she opened and looked at its contents. "You work at the boutique to meet rich guys and get them to pay for your university tuition." He accused.

And he was right to do so.

The envelope contained nothing but photos and all of them were of May with other men; or more specifically, her past, rich CEO boyfriends. May was speechless. Sure she had done something like that a few times before but in her defence; the men she dated offered to do it. They just happened to like her smile. They paid for her university tuitions willingly. And she hadn't done that in the past year since there was no need to do so anymore.

"Speechless? I must be right then." He smirked at her. He looked away from her and looked out the window, at the beautiful surroundings that passed them by quickly. Like the time that he has known her.

May looked at him, water started to fill her eyes, obscuring her vision slightly. But that didn't matter, what really mattered to her was that she may have lost Drew, the man she thought she may be in love with. "So are you going to break up with me?" She asked him, looking him straight in the eyes. A bit of anger was evident in her voice, doing a good job of masking her sadness.

Drew laughed, causing May to look at him, confused about his reaction to her question. "No. I've got a proposition." Drew said, "Marry me."

May's heart stopped for a second. "What?"

"My dad thinks I'm too immature to ever settle down. He left me our family business in his will but I don't own any of it until I get married to someone for at least a year." He explained.

May looked at him. He seemed so different from the times she had known him, and even though those days were not long, she could tell that that was the genuine him, not the Drew Hayden that sat before her now.

"I'll give you some time to think about my offer." Drew said just as the car pulled over by a block of old, bashed up looking apartments that May lived in. A student could only afford so much.

May was about to open the car door when she stopped and signalled to the chauffeur to give them some time. "What do I get in return?" she asked, her voice was firm and her gaze was. . . Aggressive. A look that Drew had never seen on May's face before but the look fascinated him

"A sizable amount of money when we divorce after our year of marriage anything you want whenever you want it during our year together." He tempted and he knew it was only a matter of time before May was going to give in to a life of luxury.

May looked at him, refusing to let her stare falter. "Give me one more thing and I'm in." May said, her gaze was intense, letting Drew know that she meant business. "I want a job in your company and I want to know that my job will still be secure even after our year of marriage. Under no circumstances can you fire me."

Drew laughed. "A girl who knows what they want. A girl who thinks about the benefits in the long run." Drew moved closer to her. "I like it."

"Do we have a deal?" May asked her face inches away from his. There was no backing out now.

"You're aggressive. I like that." He smirked at her. "We have a deal."

Inside, May was beaming, smiling that she had a steady future, no longer needing to worry about looking for a job after she graduates – there seemed to be a shortage of jobs in the modern day society. On the outside, May's intense gaze had softened a touch. She let a small grin escape her lips as she turned to leave the car.

"Oh, May," he said, causing her to turn back to face him. "I'll be back in a few days to propose to you."

And it wasn't until then May has truly realised what she had REALLY gotten herself into.

4th April 2011

Her head rested against his muscly chest as she let her eyes slowly close and her mind drift off into a state of nothingness. She snapped back into reality when she felt herself harshly fly off the bed and onto the carpeted flooring which, luckily, softened her fall. She looked up to see Drew no longer lying on the bed but on his feet.

"Just because we're married, that doesn't mean any of this is real." He snapped at her before he left the room and into the ensuite bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

May sat on the floor, a single tear falling down her rosy cheek.

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Hope this first chapter is enough to convince you to review it for more! After all, reviews are highly appreciated!