okay, i know the last chapter was just silly but i actually got an idea to continue this fanfic. This one is kind of short and a little confusing...

"Hayyyleeyyyy." Josh drawled to Hayley when he woke up next to her that morning. This would be the band's 2nd week living in their new house in Chicago. They already loved it. Jeremy enjoyed the spacious room and high ceilings. He often would plug his bass into the spare amplifier and head bang to random heavy metal in the hallway. Josh loved the fact that you could just sit out on the balcony and watch the sunset all evening. He loved to relax. Zac loved the pool outback. Doing back flips off the crisp, white, bouncy diving board felt so good. He was the only one who really used the pool at all, for it was October and rather cold in the chilly state of Illinois. Taylor enjoyed the space up in the large, airy attic It was plenty room for all of his books. Unlike the rest of the band, Taylor found it very important to read daily. Even if it wasn't from the band's Holy Bible.

Hayley's favorite part was the bedrooms. Her room was a crisp, white room. A white dresser and desk. Her favorite white electric guitar that Josh had given her for a birthday. Her bed spread was soft, squishy, and-you guessed it- white. The color white to Hayley seemed fresh and new. She wasn't sure if in the future she'd get rid of her cleanly white room and change to something more vintage.

Now Hayley lay sleeping in her white bed. Her back fully supported on the expensive Tempur Pedic mattress. Josh lay next to her, his head propped up a bit so that he could look at his surroundings.

"Hayyylllleeeyyyyyyy." Josh drawled again. He shook Hayley's bare shoulder lightly, trying to get her to wake from her slumber.

"Mmhmmphmmm." Hayley groaned back, "Let me sleep, Josh."

Josh was suddenly frantic. Last night had been totally out of hand. After the whole potato incident, the pair had decided to settle down and watch T.V. As they did so, Josh proceeded to drink more and more beer. Hayley became more tired and Josh became more drunk. Josh didn't quite remember going to sleep but he was sure if he asked Hayley she would tell him the truth. So far, things weren't looking too well. Did we…did we sleep together? Josh thought to himself. But he quickly brushed the possibility from his mind. That had happened once before and it wasn't going to happen again.

"Hayles! Wake up!" Josh hissed at the sleeping woman beside him. He turned over on his side to get a better grip on her shoulder. He shook her until her eyes shot open with anger.

"Josh!" she scowled. "Stop it!"

He continued to irritate her. He needed to get her awake. More importantly, he needed to know what had happened last night; What all he'd done.

He jabbed his thumb into Hayley's side repeatedly, tickling the red-headed beauty over and over again. She erupted in deep giggles and when she couldn't stand it anymore she turned over to face Josh.

"Joshy!" she said, calling him by a name she used to call him when they were younger.

She pounced on him, ready to tickle him back. Even more prepared for a full-on tickle fight. As she jumped on top of her friend, the comforters slid off her, revealing her fully unclothed self. At first Hayley didn't realize that she wasn't wearing a shirt, or a bra for that matter. It wasn't until Josh's eyes suddenly locked on her chest, and his eyes turning from laughter to shock, that she realized how naked she was.

"Oh, shit." she whispered, and discontinued her hovering over Josh.

She hurried to cover herself with the sheets and sat up next to him.

"Hayley I…" Josh tried to explain himself, but stopped when he realized he still had no idea what happened the night before.

Hayley looked at him with a horrifically terrified look in her eyes.

"What did we do last night?"

Oooh! Suky, suky now! I'll update another time :) Comments are appreciated!