I kept seeing this commercial that kind of went like the beginning of this, so I wrote a little bit for it. It could possibly become a story, but might not. Let me know what you think.

"Damn Jake, you missed out last night. Tyler played an awesome set. Not to mention there was THE hottest chicks were at Runway."

"Let me guess, you fucked three different coeds on the dance floor," Jake said sarcastically, although it was a possibility. Nathan had definitely done worse before.

"Dear God, no. The night was way better than that. This… woman…"

Jake could tell that Nathan was picturing whoever he had hooked up with the night before and he really didn't care to hear more, nor did he care for anyone else to hear any more. "Dude, my little sister is upstairs, I do not need you talking dirty about some slut when she comes down for breakfast."

Nathan just rolled his eyes and opened up his phone to the new number he had inside. "She's not a slut," he said with a smile before hitting send and holding the phone up to his ear.

A phone began ringing on the corner of the counter causing both boys to turn around. "Sis, your phone!" Jake screamed up the stairs.

"Will you get it for me?" a voice shouted back.

Jake let out a huff before walking over to her phone and picking it up. he looked at the screen and then back to his friend. "Why the hell are you calling my little sister?"

Flashback

Nathan was standing outside on the patio of his favorite bar talking to his friend Tyler when a girl ran up to them and gave his friend a hug.

"You came!" Tyler said as he took the tiny little girl in his arms.

"I told you I would. Did you not believe me?"

"No," he said plainly. His nonchalant tone was greeted with a slap to the face which Nathan couldn't help but laugh at.

The girl turned and for the first time saw one of the most beautiful men she had ever seen in her life. Her mouth fell open as she just stared. Once she realized how stupid she looked, she turned to Tyler and started hitting him. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" she asked.

Tyler just rolled his eyes before introducing the two, "Hales, this is Nathan. Nathan, Haley."

"You're hot," Haley blurted out. She covered her mouth with her hands hoping the words would somehow disappear back into her mouth. She heard a squeal from far away and immediately recognized it, "Gotta go," she quickly said before disappearing back into the bar.

Nathan once again began laughing at the girl. "Wow. She is… something."

"She'll be back too. She's obviously hot for you."

"She's obviously drunk."

"Very true. She's hot though, isn't she? I mean, you could do a lot worse."

"What, are you gay? You have to ask me if she's hot? She's hot as hell, but she's also drunk as hell."

"Just making sure…"

"So… you are gay?"

"No, I know she's hot. But now when she asks me later if you think she's hot I can say yes. Seriously, Nate, do you have no female friends? This is how the female mind works."

A loud noise came from the bar exit and the boys looked over to see Haley picking a girl up off the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Haley kept whispering to her friend and every person they walked past.

"You're back," Tyler said with a smile.

"Yeah. I told Brooke there was a really hot guy outside and so she wanted to meet you," Haley explained to Nathan,

"Liar!" Brooke screamed excessively loud. "You said there was a hot guy out here, I said cool, bring him in, I'm too drunk to go outside, you said, no, you're coming out here… bitch."

"I didn't say bitch!" Haley squealed.

"Well, you thought it."

Haley didn't respond. It was the truth, she may not have said it, but her best friend knew her well enough to know that she thought it. "I need a drink," Haley said as she lifted her drink in the air. Tyler grabbed the glass from her and took it inside leaving Nathan alone with the two drunk girls.

"Was that you?" Brooke asked randomly.

"Was what me?" Haley asked.

"Did you just grab my ass?"

"Ummm, no. Why would I grab your ass?"

"I don't know, but somebody just did! Was it you?" Brooke asked as she pointed her finger at Nathan.

"No," he quickly answered, holding up both of his hands in defense.

"Yeah, it wasn't him," Haley said very matter-of-factly.

"Why couldn't it be me?" Nathan asked, a little offended.

"Because you're totally a breast man. You haven't taken your eyes off my boobs since I got back out here," she smirked.

"Yeah, because you pushed them back up in the bathroom," Brooke quipped.

Haley covered Brooke's mouth with her hands to silence her and used wrestling moves taught to her by her brothers to maneuver Brooke helpless underneath her arm. "Brooke, I know that you're jealous of my boobs, but I think it's time for you to get over it." Brooke tried to respond, but couldn't. Haley laughed a little bit before kissing the top of her hand that was covering Brooke's mouth, making it look as if she was kissing Brooke, then pushed her away. "Go find another drink," she commanded as she added a little pat on the ass.

"Do you treat all your friends like that?" Nathan asked, a bit mystified.

"Only the ones I like."

"That's kind of weird."

"Well, I'm kind of weird." Haley saw Tyler coming back towards her and her smile grew. "What'd you get me?"

"It's a surprise."

Haley challengingly cocked her eyebrow before taking a nice long swig from the glass. The drink was a lot stronger than she thought and she began gasping for breath. "Shit."

"Too strong?" Tyler grinned.

"Perfect," Haley replied before she began coughing. "Damn."

"You know, I won't think any less of you if you can't handle it, Hales."

"Tyler. Dear Tyler. Do you know who you're talking to? Have you met my best friend? My dear, dear boy. I could drink you under the table any time of the week."

Tyler looked at Haley and laughed. Sure Haley could drink more than him, but by the end of the night, Haley is usually being carried to her final destination. Even though he was six years her senior, Tyler knew how to have just as much fun as Haley. He decided to let her win for tonight though, she was already gone, no use in inciting her to drink more. "You may be right, Hales, but only because I have a girlfriend to report back to at the end of every night."

"Sucks to be you, man," Haley said as she sloppily grabbed his shoulder so that she wouldn't fall. "Where is Joey tonight, anyways?"

"Homework."

"Oh fuck, that's right. She's doing that whole college thing."

"Have I ever told you that you curse like a sailor when you drink?"

"Yes, fucker. You tell me that every single time I come to see you. And I love you for it, babe."

"You know my girl will kick your ass if she hears you talking like that."

"I'd like to see her try." Haley took another long sip of her drink and once again came up coughing.

"Are you okay?" Nathan asked her when it seemed like she couldn't breathe.

"I'm good," she said as she moved from resting all of her weight on Tyler so that she was now leaning on Nathan. "I'm good," she once again repeated, more for herself than anyone else. She took another sip and began coughing again.

"Maybe you shouldn't drink it if it makes you cough like that," Nathan said hoping to talk some sense into her.

"But it tastes so good. It's hard not to want to drink it."

"What does it taste like?"

Haley thought about it for a while before answering. "It tastes like heaven on your lips, but hell in your throat."

"Mind if I taste?" Nathan asked as he tried to grab the glass from her.

"Not at all," Haley said as she grabbed the back of Nathan's neck and pulled his face towards her own. She pressed her lips to his in a fake attempt to give him a taste when all she really wanted was a taste of him. She opened her eyes and slowly pulled away from him with a smile, "Heaven, right?"