I lay in my bed, feeling more exposed than I ever had. Trent barreta of all people lay next to me. Neither of us had said anything. I tried not to concentrate on the fact that he was naked.

"Well, that was stupid." I finally said.

"Very stupid. We forget it ever happened, agreed?"

"Agreed." I said quickly, "We were drunk."

"Exactly!"

"Great!"

"Great!"

"Thrilled that's sorted!"

"Me too."

"Me too!"

There was another long pause.

"You know, this doesn't really help you convince me that you don't have feelings for me."

"Trent… shut up." I said getting up and throwing on my clothes quickly, I looked around at him and rolled my eyes at the fact he was laying smugly in my bed.

"The boys are going to love hearing the story about how you are in the sack"

"and im sure the girls would love to hear what your packing in your tights"

"well played" Trent nodded

"Don't bribe me, I can deny everything"

"what makes you think people will believe you over me"

"what makes you think people will believe you over me?" I asked him the exact same question, it was a good question not that I'd tell him that, he's smug as it is.

"Will you stop copying everything I say?" he seemed annoyed as he pulled his jeans on from the night before

I folded my arms "sure thing"

"yanno your a bitch"

"and you need a hair cut"

He faked a chuckle "hilarious"

"and for the record, im not a bitch, im just not a morning person, especially when I have to share the morning with a smug arrogant" I was cut off by his lips pressed against mine

"thanks for the compliment" he winked at me before leaving my room. I groaned and flopped back onto my bed, I don't know what happened, one minute we were telling each other how there was no feelings there, drunk I might add, I probably would of never told him the things I said sober. And the next I was laying next to him naked the next morning after having sex the night before.

Oooh god, eve's going to kill me.

"you did what?" she snapped at me "i cannot believe this, mickie"

"i know I was drunk, i"

"i thought you didnt have feelings for him"

"i dont"

"i thought you didnt do one night stands"

"i don't"

"well mickie you clearly do" she put her hand towards me as she paced my room

I plopped down onto the couch sitting on one of my legs "I've got a run through with John today"

"yeah"

"that should be fun" I spoke sarcastically

"john seemed agitated after your walk, what happened?"

"nothing"i mumbled picking at my nails

"your picking your nails, your uncomfortable, what happened mickie?" she sat next to me "did he hurt you? Did he force you to do something you didnt want to do?"

"no, eve, no" I sighed looking away "i just, I think, yanno when zack was going to kiss you in the locker room"

"um, yeah but I don't get what-"

"well um, zack explained it to me and I, I think, that's what happened with me and John except, no one interrupted him"

"you kissed him?" she asked shocked

I nodded "i got lost in the moment I put my arms around his neck, his lips felt amazing, then I realised, im cheating on Trent, yeah maybe I don't like him but he's a nice guy and he doesn't deserve to be treated like that"

"what did you do?" she asked tentatively

"i pushed him away, told him I was meeting Trent and walked away not looking back"

eve sighed "mickie" she slapped her thigh "if you want this storyline to work with John, you cant mention Trent around him"

"why?"

"john's jealous of Trent mickie"

"what why would he be jealous of him?"

She sighed "think about it mickie" she tapped my thigh standing up "you'll figure it out"