A/N: So i guess you guys didn't like that previous chapter very much.. And yeah it's my fault too, i told you that i would reveal HeMo's thoughts on that chapter but i failed.. lol.. so to make up for it, i had to update now.

i hope you guys don't hate me for my mistake.. :(

Thoughts in [Italics]

N = Naya Rivera

S = Shay Mitchell

H = Heather Morris

A = Ashley Benson

L = Lucy Hale

T = Taylor Hubbell

*A loud moan eliciting from Heather made Naya scoot to the couch next to the blonde.

N: Here, take these. I can't imagine the pain you're in right now.

H: [You really can't… wait.. that voice..] Naya…?

N: Yes, HeMo, it's me. Now drink this, c'mon I'll help you sit up.

H: [Oh no, why is she here? How did she get here? Damn, my head hurts so bad..] H-how—?

N: Sssh.. stop talking and take these.

*Heather obliged. She took the pills then Naya laid her down on the couch and tucked her in.

N: Sleep more. You'll need it.

H: But…

N: We'll talk after.. sleep tight HeMo.

*Naya didn't leave Heather's side until she falls back to sleep.

N: [Why is it so difficult to stay away from you?]

*Only silence can be heard from the always chaotic dressing room of Ashley Benson.

L: [That's strange. Usually at this hour Ash and Shay would be doing something out of this world or they go on UStream but it's eerily quiet.. I'm not liking it. I hate awkwardness. Gotta bail.] Uhmm.. I think I'll just leave you guys alone.

*Troian left the dressing room leaving Shay and Ashley alone.

A: [I thought everything will fall to place after what happened last night. She won't even look at me!] Can we please talk Shay?

S: What do you want to talk about? [If I think very hard, can I be teleported to another place?]

A: The big freaking elephant in the room! [She's avoiding me like I have some kind of disease.]

S: I don't see any elephant.

A: Shay, I'm serious.

S: *SIGH* [I really don't want to talk right now!]

A: Are you mad at me? Coz if you are, please, let me fix this. I-I can't.. I don't want you to be angry with me.

S: I'm not angry. [I'm just confused of what I did last night. I want to be away from her.]

A: Then why won't you talk to me?

S: [Because I might want to do it again.] It's not that simple. I don't even want to be here right now. I'm only here coz it would be odd if I'm in Troian's dressing room when I spend every day here with you. I don't want them to think there's something going on with us.

A: Is there...? Do we have something going on with us?

S: [Maybe.] I don't know.

A: But we kissed.

S: [She mustn't know I liked it.] The kiss meant nothing!

A: Nothing? You were the one who spent the night making out with me and you're saying that it's nothing?

S: I'm just upset last night! I got mad at Naya and—

A: Wait, you used me? To get back at her?

S: [Here she goes.] I didn't mean to—

A: You know what? Stop! Last night I thought I made it clear what I feel for you.

S: You made what clear? You just suddenly kissed me.. what was I supposed to think?

A: Just because you're used to girls kissing you in the set, doesn't mean every girl wants to kiss you! Did it even cross your mind that it's a big deal for me? What it took me to finally let out what I feel about you?

S: I have a girlfriend and I love her! [I think.]

A: Yeah and you cheated on her! If you really loved her, no matter how mad you are, you wouldn't do that. You're not even drunk. [You have no excuse Shay.]

S: [I fucking messed up. How do I get out of this?]

A: I pity her, for being with you. Just don't let her know that you like to play with other people's feelings. Like what you did with mine. [I can't stand her right now.]

*Ashley walked out of her own dressing room, eyes welling with tears, leaving Shay inside with her guilt.

*Heather woke up that afternoon feeling a little bit better. Her headache's almost gone now and her eyes weren't as puffy as she thought it would be after her drinking/crying session last night. She sat up on the couch confused.

H: [That's weird, how did I changed clothes? Why is there a blanket here? And why is this place so clean? Oh God, someone was in here.. who could it be?] Hello? Is there someone in here?

*Then she remembered..

H: [Holy crap.. I hope she isn't here..] Naya? Are you here?

*There was no answer. She decided to check up stairs in case Naya fell asleep on her bedroom but she was alone inside her house.

H: [I must be imagining things. Even when I'm drunk, I still think about her.. What can I do to forget?]

*Heather raided the fridge and saw 5 more bottles of beer.

H: [Seems like I have to hit the store soon.]

*She opened the beer in her hand and as she was putting it in her lips…

N: Hey! Put that down!

*Naya grabbed the bottle in time before Heather can take a sip on it and hid it behind her back.

H: Give it Naya!

N: What is the matter with you? You haven't even recovered yet! There's a thing called alcohol poisoning you know that?

H: Why do you care? And why are you even here? Isn't your girlfriend looking for you?

N: What? *Sigh* [Rule no. 1: Never argue with Heather when she just woke up from a hangover.]

*Naya put the bottle down on the table and took Heather's hand to make her sit in the couch. She sat beside her and stared deeply into those blue eyes. Heather met Naya's gaze and they let themselves be consumed of the unspoken feeling between them.

N: Do you want to talk about it?

H: What are you talking about….

N: I don't know, if you don't want to tell me, fine. But I want answers.

H: I know.

N: So why did you… you know… walked out… when—

H: I-i didn't know either.. All I know that time is I wanna get out of there as fast as possible.

N: Why? Are you upset that I didn't tell you about her sooner? I know I should've told you but you didn't have to walk out! I was really hurt that you did that. I thought you would be happy for me and support me like I—

H: Naya stop, okay? I know what I did was impulsive and I'm sorry if I hurt you because of that. I also know that I should've shown you more… I guess I should just be happy for you… but..

N: But what?

H: I can't…

N: May I ask why…?

H: I don't think that's a good idea.

N: Is that why you've been drinking?

H: Partly..

N: Why won't you talk to me about this? We used to talk all our problems out and solve it together! Why is this any different?

H: Naya! It's not that easy to talk to you when my problem is…

N: Me? Am I the problem here? Because I have a girlfriend?

H: YES!

N: So what if I have a girlfriend? You have a boyfriend and I do not act that way! [So much for Rule No. 1.]

H Act what way? Like an alcoholic?

N: Why are you even raising your voice at me? You don't have the right to be mad! Is it wrong for me to have a girlfriend? Wait.. Are you like ashamed of me now? Because I'm gay?

H: NO! NEVER!

N: Then what? You keep making me guess! Are you the only one allowed to have a relationship here?

H: Would you please calm down? It's not like that!

N: Then tell me what's wrong with you!

H: I… Naya.. I think i..

N: [You think you..?]

*Heather's phone blasted through the tension filled room. The blonde sighed in relief and saw Taylor is calling.

N: [Damn it.]

H: I should take this.

N: Okay. I probably should go too.

H: No. Stay.

N: Why?

H: Just stay. We're not yet finished talking.

*Heather went outside her unit so that Naya can't escape, and for the brunette to not hear her conversation with Taylor.

T: Hey beautiful, how are you? I've been trying to call you last night but you weren't answering.

H: Sorry… i… got busy, I didn't hear my phone. [Now I'm lying to him? I usually feel guilty but why is it so easy to lie to him now? Oh, wait.. I know.]

T: Okay, so my baseball league would probably last for a while and I might not be able to visit you as I've promised.

H: Don't worry, it's okay. Good luck on the games. [I'm going to be busy with Naya anyway.]

T: Thanks honey. I'll call again soon. I love you!

H: [Am I going to lie again?] Yeah, you too.

*Heather quickly shuts off her phone to avoid anymore calls from Taylor. From what she just did, Taylor probably sensed something was wrong.

H: [I have to talk to Naya first. I'll deal with Taylor later.]

*The blonde entered her house and found Naya on the phone.

N: Yes, she's okay. Don't worry. I won't let her drink anymore. Okay, you too. Bye Di.

H: Was that Dianna?

N: Yeah, she went here yesterday to check up on you. Unfortunately you didn't open your door, she freaked out, and called me.

H: You found me on that state? God, I'm so embarrassed. [I have no more excuses.]

N: Don't be. It's fine. Was that Taylor?

H: Yeah, he's just checking up on me too.

N: So why are you really drinking? There are also tissues lying about on your floor. Were you crying?

H: [I can't keep forgetting.] Sort of..

N: You were talking with Taylor a while ago so my theory of you two breaking up is negative.

H: Would you want us to break off?

N: [For years now, yes.] N-no.. why would you think that?

H: I don't know, you never really liked him.

N: Who told you I don't like him?

H: Nobody needs to tell me, I can see it in your facial expressions when he's around. Sometimes, I can see you glaring at him, and you usually don't address him on his first name.

N: Huh, I never thought I was that obvious.

H: So you don't like him? Why?

N: Maybe the same as you don't like Shay for me? I don't know.

H: I never said I didn't like Shay.

N: Honey, you walked out when I told everyone she was my girlfriend. That's says something don't you think?

H: Okay, maybe she does get into my nerves. I have a valid reason though.

N: And what is it?

H: I'm jealous.

N: [Did I hear that right?] Of Shay?

H: Yeah..

N: [Okay, Naya, don't jump to conclusions. Maybe she's just jealous as a friend.] *chuckles* Hey, you know that you'll always be my best friend right? That will never change. So don't get jealous if I spend too much time with her, okay?

H: No Naya, I'm not jealous in that way.

N: Then what do you mean? [I can't hear myself think. My heart is beating too loud.]

H: I'm jealous because I'm not her.

N: [Do I look like I'm having palpitations right now?]

H: I'm jealous because I can't get to hold your hand like that in public.

N: We do hold hands in public.

H: Yes, but we're not a real couple. Like you two are. What I'm trying to say is, [I have too tell her now.] I love you.

N: I lo—

H: No, I love you more than a friend.. more than my best friend. I love you Naya.

N: [Am I dreaming? Is this real? Heather's face is coming closer. Is her eyes looking at my lips? I know where this is headed. If I just close my eyes and… SHAY! Damn it….] Heather stop. I'm sorry. I-I can't cheat on Shay. And you can't cheat on Taylor too. I have to go.

*Naya stood up from where they were sitting and started to head for the door when Heather grabbed her arms, stopping her actions. They both stared at each others eyes. They held each other's gaze as if trying to convey a secret message only their eyes can understand. Then the blonde saw Naya shook her head, so she let go and watched her best friend vanish to the door.

H: [I know she feels something for me too. She says she can't cheat on Shay but her eyes tell a different story. Besides, I should feel rejected right now, but I don't. I have a chance. I'm going to get my girl.]

So do you hate me? Tell me.. i'm getting lonely in here.. T^T

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