A/N: Hey! I know that I'm a terrible slacker and haven't updated in forever, but if anyone still cares enough to read this, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Still don't own. If I did Piley would be together and the show would be a whole lot different.

(Third person focusing on mostly Peter, but with some insight into Riley's)

Peter woke up feeling nicely warm. Like the feeling you have on a Saturday when the sun is shining and you just…lay there, nice and warm in bed. Except he wasn't in bed. He was on the couch.

Remembering the party, Peter suddenly got a sinking feeling in his stomach. He looked up to find Sav, Danny, and Derek still sleeping, considering it was six in the morning. That just left Riley. Shit.

Peter looked down to notice that the rather comfortable and warm pillow he had been sleeping on wasn't a pillow, but Riley's arm. He tried to be quiet and move to create a less awkward situation, but the fact that Riley was twice his size kept him pinned to the side of the bed. In his haste to get out of this situation, he ended up banging his head against something. "Ow!"

At this outburst, Peter saw Riley's eyes open slightly. "Um…hi." Peter said.

"Hi yourself."

"This looks weird doesn't it?" Peter asked.

Riley shrugged. "Not really. I already knew you were there."

"How?" Peter said. "What did you do to me?"

Riley's eyes narrowed slightly. "I did nothing. You just have some very interesting sleep habits."

Peter's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

"For one thing, I probably have a bruise on my fucking ribs from where you kept kicking me." Riley laughed quietly.

"Sorry," Peter said, his cheeks reddening.

"And you move, hence the awkward snuggling."

"…I was not snuggling."

Riley snickered. "So that was just you're dream carrying over into real life and controlling your body?"

"What do you mean?" Peter said nervously.

"You talk in your sleep."

"I know." Peter said, preparing an explanation in his head.

"Nice dream?" Riley said smirking.

Peter let his head fall down against the edge of the couch so that it hid his face.

"You speak Russian?" Riley asked.

"Fluently," Peter mumbled into the couch.

Another smirk. "Fortunately I was a weird fourth grader who decided to learn Russian when I couldn't sleep. Insomnia."

"So you knew what I was saying?!" Peter asked getting more nervous.

"Yup. You have a very vivid imagination."

A deep blush spread across Peter's face. "I'm not talking to you."

"I also heard my name."

Peter swallowed. He couldn't have this conversation.

"I'm getting up now."

"You'd have to get over me first. Which would lead to me falling off the couch and turning Sav," Riley gestured over the couch, "into a pancake."

"You're an ass."

"I know."

Peter managed to squirm over to the other side of the couch, wrapping his blanket around him, as if he was a child in need of a security blanket. Riley thought he looked gorgeous. He just wanted to kiss him, and make everything better. Instead, he asked,

"Do you like me Peter?"

Peter's eyes closed and he swallowed. "I don't know."

Riley's head was screaming, "What do you mean you don't know?" but in that moment Peter looked like such a scared little kid that Riley decided it was better to just let Peter explain.

"I thought it might have been just a friend crush. Since I haven't really had many real guy friends." Peter began.

"Is it?" Riley asked.

Peter ignored him. "I do like you Riley. But…I can't."

"What do you mean?" Riley questioned.

"Ever since the whole meth thing," he said, slowly, and so quietly Riley had to strain to hear it, "everyone's treated me differently. Danny and Sav only came because they want to be the good guys. Except you. You haven't treated me weird."

"Because you're the same person."

Peter's eyes fluttered shut. "I know that. But…you're my only real friend now. Darcy left. Mia left. You're all I have. I…I need you."

Riley looked at him. "Ok…"

"And since I have terrible luck with love, everyone I end up with leave."

Riley laughed softly. "I'm not going anywhere Peter."

Peter smiled for a moment, just a flash that if he had blinked, he would have missed. "I know. I just…I can't risk it."

"Why did you do it?" Riley asked.

Confusion crossed Peter's face. "Do what?"

"Meth."

Peter's ice blue eyes clouded for a minute. "It gave me confidence. Courage. Crystal courage, some people call it."

"But you're already confident and charming," Riley said, mentally kicking himself for sounding like such a chick.

Peter laughed bitterly. "No, I'm not. I'm just good at acting like I am. I did it because I needed something. Something that would be there for me."

"You have a lot of people there for you Peter."

"Really? Who? Darcy left. My parents left each other. Mia left. It scared the crap out of me. So I turned to something I knew would never leave me."

"I'm here for you," Riley said quietly after a pause.

"I know. But you had…have your own shit going on. Stuff a whole lot more important than my self esteem issues."

"I'm a big boy Peter. I can handle myself."

"No you can't." Peter said softly.

Riley just stared at him

"I've seen your room Riley. How many holes are in there from your fist?"

A pause. "Seven."

Peter smiled. "Exactly."

"Maybe if I had a distraction I wouldn't have had to do that."

"Whatever. Do you get it?" Peter asked. "At least a little?"

"Yeah." Riley said, "I still think it was stupid."

"It was. I'll be the first to admit that." Peter said simply.

"You can trust me Peter."

"I'm trying."

Riley smiled. "Good. And now that we've gotten all this mushy crap off our shoulders…"

"Thank you." Peter said sarcastically.

"Move over." Peter said simply.

Riley watched as Peter moved back into the spot he had been in, including grabbing Peter's arm and using it as a pillow.

"What are you doing?"

"You're comfy." Peter said tiredly. Soon enough he was back asleep for a little while.

Riley just smiled and kissed Peter's forehead, wrapping his arm around him.

So maybe they weren't together. Yet, his mind supplied. But it was a start.

A/N: So there you go. A crappy ending I know. But review anyway and tell me the wait was worth it!