I feel like this is kind of rushed, but it's not a HUGE part of the story so it's okay.

Nothing happened Hayley told herself over and over again nothing happened. She wanted to believe herself. She wanted to believe that she and Josh really didn't do ANYTHING the night. It was a normal night. One innocent night. Josh had teased her over her random craving for a potato; they watched cartoons and went to bed. That was it. Hayley knew she was lying to herself. There was more to it. Josh had popped a beer from the icy cold fridge and downed the first bottle almost as if in a single swig. Hayley remembered being extremely annoyed by the way her friend would get drunk on the most random of nights. But that was just Josh. She'd been telling even more of a lie if she'd said she was sober that night. Because she most definitely was not. After a few more drinks, Josh offered her some of his beer. Hayley, being completely parched after downing a quarter of that dry potato accepted drank the fresh, cold, beer without a second thought. One drink lead to another and before they knew it the living room spun in their eyes and they were laughing hysterically at things that weren't at all humorous to anyone sober around them. Hayley didn't remember going to bed that night, at all. She didn't remember walking up the stairs or changing into P.J's.

Nothing happened. Hayley told herself now as she dressed herself after her morning shower. As she stood in front of the pristine, sparkling mirror in her snow white bathroom she made a face. Wrinkling her nose up tight and then letting it settle. Her head ached from her obvious hang over and her body felt weak. She observed the dark circles that hung under her pretty hazel eyes that turned green in the sunlight. She let out a silent yawn as her eyes watered. She remained standing thinking it would do her some good or at least wake her up.

"Nothing happened." she said aloud to herself. "We didn't do anything."

The truth was Hayley was the least bit sure. She'd woken up next to her best friend, both of them fully unclothed. It could've been nothing. As much as she regretted thinking this, the pair could've gotten completely drunk and stripped down to nakedness and then passed out on the bed. Or it could've been something. Something that had happened before back when Josh and Hayley used to date. But that was the past. And they both swore never to go down that road again. That remaining friends was the best thing for both their relationship and the band.

Hayley wore dark blue leggings and a maroon pullover. She'd brushed her light red hair into a neat bun on top of her head before it dried and smacked some makeup onto her face. She looked respectable now, not as tired, but she didn't quite feel like going out today. Whatever had happened that night had made her feel like hiding…from the world.

There was a knock on her bathroom door and she skidded across the tile floor to open it.

Behind the wooden door stood the familiar and naïve face of Zac.

"Hayles!" he said excitedly, "You busy with somethin? Jeremy's doing something cool and he wants you to see!"

Zac took off, motioning for Hayley to follow him. Hayley reluctantly followed him down the hall and stairs. They found themselves in the basement where the rest of the gang sat chilling. It was Saturday morning. With nothing to do all day Hayley could only predict that she'd be sitting down here with the guys the whole entire day.

"Look it!" Taylor exclaimed when she walked into the room. He pointed to the corner where Jeremy stood with his bass in hand.

"Hayley, check this out!" he said, as if he was a little six-year-old showing his mother that he could hang upside down on the monkey bars. Hayley found this whole scene just ridiculous. Whatever it was that Jeremy was about to do better be totally awesome.

In the split second before Jeremy began his 'stunt' Hayley's eyes diverted to something more important in the room. She instantly locked eyes with Josh, who sat on one of the band's comfiest couches brought from their home in Franklin, on the far right of the basement. He kept his eyes on her, obviously wanting to hold the gaze. He looked just as tired as she was. His dark eyes looked distant and frail. He seemed as if he was just awakening. His look asked her a question, but she wasn't quite sure of what he was asking exactly. She squinted at him and then smirked. He smirked back. He stood from the couch almost soundlessly and gestured for Hayley to meet him at the bar counter near the back of the basement. Hayley followed as if hypnotized.

Zac, Taylor, and Jeremy watched the two scurry off, hurt and neglected.

Hayley found Josh reaching up into the brown wooden cabinets and pulling out a white medicine bottle.

"Ibuprofen?" Hayley asked making her way behind the counter.

Josh poured 2, turquoise, translucent pills into his palm and filled himself a glass of water from the faucet.

"Hangover." Josh said shrugging his broad shoulders. He popped the oval shaped pills into his mouth and drank the tap water as if he hadn't drank anything in days.

He leaned against the garnet counter top where Hayley had jumped onto to sit.

"Hey can you give me two of those?" Hayley asked before he put the bottle away.

He looked at her, bemused. "You too?"

Hayley rolled her eyes and pursed her pink lips. "I was drunk too." she said.

Josh looked shocked for only a split second, but quickly wiped the look from her face and handed her the tablets. Hayley swallowed them without water.

"So I guess I can't ask you what happened last night." Josh said, scooting his body towards Hayley's criss-cross position on the counter. "Because I surely don't remember."

"Nope." the girl replied, "It's all a blur."

Josh chuckled and rubbed his eyes. This was not what they needed right now, and Josh knew it.

"What?" Hayley said a smiling threatening to appear on her pale little face.

Josh continued to laugh. He crossed his arms over his very buff chest and threw his head back. He laughed.

"What the fuck happened last night? This is all so…so…" Josh couldn't even find the word to describe how he felt about the situation. Too random. Too unneeded.

Hayley found herself laughing too. This was rather funny. The irony that they both got drunk and didn't know whether or not they had slept together was just downright loony.

"I don't even know, Joshua." Hayley said, giggling.

The two sat there in silence for a couple of seconds, each of them chuckling to themselves occasionally.

"Okay, look." Hayley finally spoke up. "Whatever happened last night, let's just pretend it never happened, alright? Can we just forget about it Josh?"

Josh's insides felt as if they had just been stepped on. Everyone knew, Josh was the best at hiding his feelings and it was true. As much as he knew that he wasn't getting anywhere with Hayley, he felt that if maybe something had happened it would re-jumpstart their relationship. He missed the days where he would wake up to find Hayley lying next to him, half asleep grinning like a fool. He missed having the privilege of being able to say "I am Hayley Williams' boyfriend." He missed having that amazing girl, that amazing woman to himself. He missed the way she'd look at him when he told her a joke, the look of admiration and worship. It was a totally different look now, them being 'just friends' in all. He ended it. They ended it. It was too late to be feeling regret. They would forget about whatever had happened the night before and move about their lives. Or at least Hayley would. Josh wasn't so sure he could just forget about this.

"Josh?" Hayley said again, when Josh caught himself zoning out.

"Right," he finally said, "Let's just forget about it."

"It meant nothing, whatever it was..." Hayley continued, "If we did sleep together. It doesn't have to mean anything because we don't have feelings for each other anymore, right Josh?"

Josh tried not to hesitate. He didn't want to get Hayley suspicious. He didn't want to make things any more awkward then they already were.

"Right." Josh agreed again.

"Oh and you can't tell anyone. If this gets out…sheesh. First our friends. Then the press. It'll be murder my friend."

Josh just nodded. "Yeah."

"Good." Hayley slid down off the slippery counter and held out her small hand for Josh to shake.

"Shake on it?" she asked.

Josh accepted the hand shake, but then at last minute pulled Hayley into a hug.

So what did ya'll think? Don't think this is the end because it surely isn't! I've got ideas for another chapter :)

Comments are appreciated :)