[Emma's POV]

I watched the brunette pace back and forth, a stressed expression painted on his face as he violently tugged against his dark brown locks. "Your pacing is worsening my hangover" I mumble, rubbing my temple gingerly.

"Well forcing myself to remember what happened the night before is cracking my brain" he retaliated snappily.

"You have one" I sarcastically say and he scowls while clenching his jaw.

"Just because I dropped out of high school doesn't mean I'm stupid" he growled out before plopping down on the bed.

I furrowed my eyebrows before they widened in realization, "You're Zach Herron from that band" I said clicking my fingers. "Why Shouldn't We" I said.

He face-palmed himself at my answer, "It's Why Don't We" he muttered and stared at me. "Do you live under a rock?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

I huffed and glared at the brunette, "Just because I don't know some band doesn't mean I live under a rock" I spat and his eyes narrowed.

"No, you're right" He said nodding his head but I furrowed my eyebrows at the sight of his lip's curling into a smirk. "You're just Patrick Star" he said before throwing his head back in laughter.

I smirked before responding, "Then you must be Spongebob Squarepants", Zach scowled but before he could retaliate, a familiar ringtone began to blare around the room.

I collapsed to the ground, rummaging for my phone and yelled triumphantly while holding the device. "Are you going to answer that or just hold it in the air?" Zach nonchalantly questioned and I sent a glare in his direction.

"Hel—" I started but was cut off by an ear-piercing scream causing me to pull the phone away from my ear.

"Where the hell are you Emma Gonzalez !" Emily screeched through the phone and I winced.

"Is the screaming necessary Em?" I questioned while rubbing my ear but my eyes drifted to the brunette but he was nowhere in sight but the sound of the water running was heard.

"Yes! Are you going to tell me where you are or do I have to use find my iPhone!"  She screeched and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm safe Em" I tell her in a calm tone, hoping to calm down my distressed best friend through the phone.

"I hate you" She huffed out and I grinned knowing she was irritated by my secrecy.

"You're the one who told me to go and le—" I started but cut myself off mid-sentence with a scream once my eyes lingered on a silver ring that sat on my ring finger.

"What? What happened?" Emily's startled voice came through the speakers of my phone.

My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, "I—I'll call you back Emily" I choked out before ending the call. The phone slipped through my fingers and clattered to the ground with a small thud, "This can't be real" I muttered.

I twirled towards the bathroom door and my breathing became more ragged and my hands began to tremble at the thought of being married. "Zach!" I cried out before running towards the bathroom door, pounding against the white wooden door.

The door swung open and I stepped back, quivering at the irritated look that was painted across his face and I gulped. "What do you want!" He barked out and I yelped at his tone.

I shakily raised my hand and showed him the ring, "This is the problem" I shakily say and he raised an eyebrow.

"You're married? Well good luck telling your partner that you cheated on him" He said as his lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

I scoffed and glared at the brunette, "I am not married! I just turned eighteen last night!" I exclaimed and he furrowed his eyebrows with a look of disbelief plastered on his face,  "You don't believe me" I scoffed out.

"How would you react if someone came up to you and showed you  a wedding ring that was on their ring finger, then tell you that we're married" He defensively spat out, leaning against the door frame.

I sighed and anxiously ran my fingers through my hair, "I think we got married last night" I murmured and his eyes widened.

"You're lying" he spat out and I narrowed my eyes in his direction.

"Why would I lie to you about this!" I exclaimed waving my left hand that had a silver wedding band sitting on my ring finger. "Check yours" I grumbled out and his eyebrow twitched.

I watched as he hesitantly lifted his hand, eyes widening as it fell on his finger which was now adorned with a similar silver band on his ring finger. "Fuck, this is bad! This is so bad!" He yelled before running back into the bathroom, slamming it behind him.

I blinked at the door before picking my phone up, eyes widening at the several notifications displayed on my lock screen. "What the......" I trailed off, my eyes fixed on the bright screen.

Several posts were shown with my instagram handle being tagged and I gulped pressing one of the drama pages. My heart thumped against my chest as I read each comment, mostly negative, "Don't read that" a deep voice said before my phone was snatched out of my grasp.

I gasped and turned around to see Zach, no towel wrapped around his waist but instead a pair of ripped black jeans and a dark blue and black shirt. "That's my phone" I whined out and he raised an eyebrow.

"We need to go" he breathed out before shoving my phone as well as his into the back of his Jean pocket.

I sighed and trudged behind him, grabbing my small black bag that was placed on a chair by the bedroom door. "Where are we?" I ask trailing behind him, running my fingers through my knotted blond locks.

"My hotel" he murmured while walking down the small corridor, knocking against a room door. I opened my mouth to question but cut myself off when a blond, brown eyed boy swung the door open.

"Zach.....and some random girl" he exclaimed, confusion laced in his tone as his eyes shifted to my frame.

I huffed and crossed my arms across my chest, "I have a name blondie and it's Emma" I sassily say and he smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Sassy.....I like" he says while biting his bottom lip and I grimaced.

A scoff was heard and I snapped my head to see Zach standing there with his jaw clenched, "You can flirt with her later but we have an issue to deal with" he muttered.

I frowned as he barged into the room, pushing the blond aside. "Yeah sure, you're welcome to come in" he sarcastically said.

I glanced down and shuffled my feet, left to right, "I could just—" I started but he shook his head.

"I'm guessing there's a situation with the two of y—" he began but was interrupted by the sound of yelling. "Trouble in paradise" he sang out and I chuckled while strolling into the room.

"Are you that irresponsible!" A tall brunette screamed.

Zach groaned and threw his head back, "I was drunk!" Zach screamed back and the tall brunette scoffed.

"I specifically told you NOT to drink so much because we have a fucking interview the next day!" He screamed and I winced at his loud tone.

"I was stressed so I was like what the hell let me just let loose for one night!" Zach yelled back.

"We're all stressed Zach! You're not the only fucking one" the boy growled out, annoyance laced in his tone.

"You're not the one with a broken heart" Zach snapped and the yelling came to a stop, silence lingered in the air as the tall brunette's face softened.

"Za—" he started but Zach shook his head.

"No Jo, you out of everyone should've known how hard that break up was for me" he shakily said. "I came to you for advice then and I'm coming to you now. I know I made a mistake, drunk marriage at eighteen" he dryly chuckled out. "My parents would be so disappointed".

We watched as he hastily turned around and walked towards the balcony doors, swinging them open before stepping outside. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, "You should've gone easier on him Jonah" a blue eyes, faux blonde murmured.

"Yeah I agree with him" I say nodding my head while leaning against the wall. The three boys that were scattered around the room raised an eyebrow at my presence.

"Who are you?" The faux blond with blue eyes questioned, crossing his arms against his chest.

I shrugged and pushed myself off of the wall, "You could say I'm married to your bandmate out there" I say pointing to the closed door but you could Zach leaning against the railing. 

"Aren't you like sixteen?" another blond with green eyes questioned and I scowled in his direction.

"I do not look that young" I grumble out while crossing my against my chest. "I just turned eighteen last night" I say and their eyes widened.

"Are you sure?" the blond with green eyes questioned, eyes wide. I chuckled and nodded my head, "Damn...." He murmured.

"I know I look young" I say but glance at the four boys in the room, my eyebrows knitted in confusion. "What are your names?" I ask with a tilt of my head.

Their eyes narrowed, "You don't know us?!" They exclaim simultaneously and I grimaced at their synchronisation.

"That's unpleasant" I murmur under my breath. "Your reaction is like Zach's but he asked if I lived under a rock" I said before plopping myself on the small couch that sat in the corner of the room.

"I mean....How do you not know Why Don't We" Blonde with green eyes questioned with both his eyebrows raised.

"Are you going to introduce yourselves or not?" I ask gesturing to four shocked boys.

"I'm Jonah" the tall brunette with green eyes said.

"I'm Corbyn" a tall faux blond with green eyes said.

"I'm Daniel" the tall faux blond with blue eyes said.

"I'm Jack" the short faux blond with hazel orbs said.

"And you're Why Shouldn't We" I teased and Jack squinted his eyes. "I'm joking, Zach corrected me when I said that" I said with a shrug and chuckle.

"I'd be more than happy to continue this conversation but we should head to the interview" Jonah said with a small smile on his face.

I nodded, "Yeah go ahead. I need to head home before Emily cuts my head off and feeds it to the dogs" I jokingly say. I glanced at the boys to see horrific expressions on their faces, "I'm only joking".

~

[Zach's POV]

"Who is taken and who is single?" The interviewer asked, a curious look painted on her face.

I opened my mouth to speak but Daniel began to speak, "We'd tell you but we prefer to keep our relationship private" He said with a small smile. I let out relieved sigh.

"Understandable" She said with a nod of her head, while she twirled her brown hair with one of her fingers and I internally rolled my eyes at her attempt of flirting. "Well, that's all the time we have for today" She said, her Australian accent thick.

We smiled and nodded our heads, thanking her. "That interviewer was creepy" Daniel muttered as we stepped back into the dressing room.

I sighed and nodded my head, "She was" I said before my eyes lingered on the silver wedding band. "We need to speak to Randy" I tell them and Jonah raised an eyebrow.

"Oh no, we don't have to do anything" he said shaking his head. "You need to call Randy and tell him about what you did the night before" He said and I groaned.

"He's going to murder me!" I shriek, tugging against my dark brown locks. "You know how he is, he'd say this is bad for the band" I say.

Corbyn shrugged, "It's the mess you created" He said and I huffed, grabbing ahold of my phone.

"And the mess, I'll get myself out of"

~

"What do you mean I have to stay with her!" I screamed into the phone, pacing back and forth.

"I mean if you get a divorce, it'll look bad for your image" He nonchalantly says through the phone and I glare at the wall ahead.

"The media doesn't know ab—" I start but was instantly cut off by Randy yelling.

"It's all over social media, Zach!" He bellowed through the phone. "You only have one option and that is to be married to this girl. You need to take her to Los Angeles with you and move into a small house that we'll provide but the rest is up to you" He said.

My eyes widened in shock at the news, "You can't do that!" I scream.

"It's your mess, deal with the consequences" He said with a blunt tone. I huffed in annoyance and just as I was about to end the call Randy continued, "And Zach?" He said and I hummed in response. "You can't cheat" he said, ending the call.

I pulled the phone away from my ear, astonished by the news. I screamed and threw my phone across the room causing it to slam against the wall, "Woah! What did the phone ever do to you" Jack questioned strolling into the room.

"I have to stay with Emma" I murmured under my breath while running my fingers through my anxiously.

"What?" He asked confused, "I didn't hear a word you said" He continued.

"Randy said I have to stay with Emma" I sigh out, glancing up at him. I furrowed my eyebrows at the sight of his lips curling into a sly smirk, "What?" I ask.

"You're officially off the market" he said and I scowled.

"Shut up!"