Well... this is like a 3 or 4 shot that I'm writing just for the fun of it! Reason why is I've fallen in love with this song and it gave me this idea, so I wrote it... and I've almost finished it anyways, I've been writing for like 45 minutes now or a little bit more. Yay! Anyways, I'll tell you the name of the song at the end of this short story if you don't know it already... hope you don't.

These Lights So Bright

I moaned and turned over to my side, feeling the rays of the sunlight hit my eyelids. Stupid sun, can't it just go back down for like five more minutes? Why didn't I close my curtains before I went to bed?

I groaned when I realized there was no way I was going to manage to get back to sleep like this, so I grabbed the pillow I rested my head on and put it over my eyes. But as I did so, I felt something.

It felt like hair.

I slowly took the pillow away and opened my eyes, looking up at the ceiling. I then felt this massive headache and groaned, putting my hands on my forehead. That was it, I must be wide awake now and there was no way I would ever be able to get back to sleep. Great. I needed sleep as much as I needed my food.

And how did I get this headache? It actually hurt to think, so I decided I would just go downstairs and get some painkillers and take them and that should do it, but then I remembered the hair.

I slowly turned my head and saw a huge mass of hair next to me. It looked like cousin It from the Adam's family and it started the move. Oh my god, I went to be with Cousin It!

Then the mass of hair was moved completely out of the way and I saw the face… the face of a girl. Who I knew.

Because she was my freaking best friend.

I would've screamed if it wasn't for my headache. But how did Miley get in my bed? Actually, now wasn't a good time to try and remember what had happened the previous night, so I sat up and I was going to get out of bed when I noticed two things.

One, we weren't in my room. Instead it looked like some sort or hotel, or motel or whatever the hell they're called.

And two, I was naked. I saw my clothes thrown all over the room and lying on the floor. I stopped trying to get out of bed and slowly turned to look at Miley… and then had to look away.

"Oh shit." I said, hitting my head and then regretting it. I had to hold my head in my hands now to try and stop this throbbing, but it didn't do any good.

Had Miley and I just had sex? And how did that happen?

"Oliver?" I heard Miley say and I froze. "Where are we? And why are you…"

I slowly turned around to face her to see her sitting up, clutching the bed sheet to her body as she looked at me with wide eyes.

And then she screamed, ripped the sheets away from me and I fell onto the floor.

"Miley! Stop it! I've got a massive headache." I said and she stopped, groaning as well. I sat up on the floor and saw her holding her head.

"I shouldn't have done that." She muttered and looked at me before looking away and blushing. "You should put some clothes on."

I then realized that I had nothing on, since she'd pulled the sheet away from me. I felt my face heat up and quickly grabbed the pair of boxers that lay on the chair near me. I quickly put them on before standing up and facing her.

"Do you have any idea what happened last night?" I asked her.

"Well yeah… ok, no, but seeing as we woke up next to each other, naked, I have a pretty good idea what happened." She said. "Oliver, why did… how could…"

"Whoa Miley, hold on." I said, seeing where this could be going. "I don't remember what happened last night and I would not do anything to hurt you."

She sighed. "I know, but then how did we end up here then? And do you have anything for this headache?"

"Uhm, no. What was the last thing you remember though?" I asked her as I tossed her her clothes.

"Well, we went to this party… or this club. I think Lilly was with us, but we lost her and… ow."

I picked up my jeans and put them on. A party… yeah, I remember it, it was someone's we knew from school… I just couldn't remember who.

"I think we started drinking though…" Miley started again. "And… I don't remember much after that."

"Yes, I remember drinking and I remember the party." I said, sitting down on the bed and pulling my shirt on. I then looked at Miley who still held onto the sheets tightly to herself. It didn't help with the fact that I could still see her bare back and suddenly I slowly started to remember something that happened last night.

"Come on Oliver, please?" Miley begged before giggling. I smiled at her, but shook my head. I was stoned, that I much I knew, but I didn't feel like getting up off the couch. "Pwease?"

"Go with her Oliver!" Someone said, shoving me in the back and I fell forwards onto the floor and started laughing. Miley looked down at me and started laughing too before leaning against the wall and sliding down it. I sat up on my elbows and looked at her as something then changed in her face. The smile began to falter as she the leaned forwards and fell onto my chest before giggling again.

"Do you like me Oliver?" She asked, turning her pale blue eyes onto me.

"Sure Miley." I said and then her lips were on mine. She hands pinned my shoulders down, making me hit my head, but I didn't feel any pain. I managed to move my arms around her waist and pull her onto my body before turning us over so I was on top of her and I broke the kiss.

"No Miley." I managed to say, but she let go of my shoulders and pulled my head back down to her.

"Get a room." We heard someone say. And for some reason we listened.

"Oliver?" I heard Miley call out and I looked back at her and she was dressed again, standing in front of me. She was wearing her skinny jeans again along with the halter neck top. Her hair was still a mess though and she was busy brushing it out with her fingers.

"Yeah?"

"The party was in a hotel, right?"

"Yep."

"Oh my god, it was Jake's party wasn't it?" She asked, turning to face me, eyes wide. "I had sex with someone at Jake's party."

"But you two broke up two years ago, you don't still like him, do you?" I asked her.

"No, but still… ok, this conversation has just turned weird. We better go, my dad is probably wondering where I am and I need something for this hangover." Miley said and grabbed her purse by her bedside table. I quickly got off the bed and followed her out of the room when I realized something.

"What's that on your finger?"

Ooh... and I shall leave you there. Each chapter, unfortunately, will be short... I'm also not sure if this thing has a plot or it's just an excuse for me to write something like this. Ha ha... oh well, this is fun. :) If you like, I shall continue, if you don't like... I will still most likely continue. xD Also, if you think you may know the song, don't mention it in your review! Just say, 'I think I may know what song this is based on' or something, don't mention the title or singer... you can do that in a PM to me and I'll tell you if you're right!