Author's Note: Wow, I love the reviews. You guys are so sweet. And for the non-Aussie people that got the Shannon Noll joke that's great! I was worried about it all night.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything OTH related – unfortunately.

After the house warming party that mainly consisted of drinking copious amounts of alcohol well into the night, everyone is crashed throughout the apartment. Peyton and Brooke are sharing a bed, Lucas and Skills are sharing a bed, Mouth, Junk and Fergie are crashed on the living room floor while Nathan and Haley scored the pull out sofa.

Lucas awakes for the fifth time since they stumbled in to bed to Skills' heels digging into his thigh and a lack of blankets that are currently cocooning Skills. Forgetting Brooke is in with Peyton he figures he can crash with her and makes his way to her bedroom. The room is very dark so he carefully makes his way through the room until he hits the bed. He can see Peyton's blonde curls sticking out from under the covers on one side of the bed and, completely ignoring the lump on the other side of the bed, he lies down.

"Ah!" Brooke screams as she feels a heavy weight drop on top of her.

"Ah!" Lucas screams as he realises he is lying on top of Brooke.

"Ah!" Peyton scream as she wakes up to find Lucas and Brooke together next to her.

"Luke, what are you doing in here?" Peyton asked confused.

"I think I have a pretty good idea why he's in here P. Sawyer." Brooke commented, feeling something poking her in the stomach. Lucas looked confused at Brooke's comment and then realising, he reached down to remove the flashlight that had fallen off of Peyton's side table and lodged between them.

"Oh." Brooke replied embarrassed. "My bad."

"So?" Peyton prompted as Lucas remained on top of her best friend.

"Skills is kicking me." Lucas whined, shifting himself to lie between the two girls. Brooke sighed and rolled over with her back to the pair, letting them work it out.

"And you think that 3 people in one bed is going to be better than that?" Peyton asked sarcastically.

"Please." Lucas pleaded, giving her his best puppy dog eyes. Peyton huffed and turned to switch off the bedside lamp.

"Just go to sleep Luke." Peyton told him as she also turned away from him and tried to get comfortable. Lucas smiled to himself as he lay on his back between the two best friends.

The next morning, Peyton awake to a) a massive headache and b) a comfortable yet heavy weight across her stomach. Figuring Brooke had tossed during the night, Peyton turned to face her bed partner, only to come face to face with a set of very blue eyes and blonde hair, with Brooke nowhere to be seen.

"Morning." Lucas mumbled, prompting Peyton to pull the sheet over his mouth. At Lucas' confused expression, Peyton explained.

"Morning breath. But hello to you too. Where's Brooke?"

"She went to get some breakfast from everyone. She apparently doesn't get hangovers like us mere commoners as she so eloquently put it when she woke me up with a pillow over the head." Lucas explained through the sheet, which was luckily quite thin so Peyton could still understand him.

"Right." Peyton suddenly noticed their position in the bed. Not only were they now facing each other, their faces mere inches from the other, but in her attempt to turn over and annoy who she thought was Brooke, she had also swung her leg over his so they were currently tangled over each other. When Lucas felt Peyton start to pull away, he tightened his grip around her waist, effectively stopping her movement.

"Sleep." Lucas insisted, as he shut his eyes.

"Luke, we have to get up. Everyone will be wondering where we are." Peyton protested, shaking him.

"Sleep." Lucas repeated, squeezing her even tighter to his bare chest. "Besides they know where we are. Your bedroom isn't that far from the living room, I'm sure if they wanted us they would come looking."

Peyton reluctantly agreed, snuggling into Lucas' warmth as she attempted to fall back to sleep.

Meanwhile in the living room, all guests were up and enjoying the hot breakfast of waffles, bacon, eggs, sausages and coffee that Brooke had provided - from the store of course.

"Maybe someone should check on Luke and Peyton?" Skills suggested, dropping his napkin ready to head towards the bedroom.

"Stop!" Brooke and Haley demanded at the same time. Skills stopped in his tracks.

"Sit." Haley demanded, making Skills return to his seat sheepishly.

"We finally got them in a bed together, we want to see what Leyton drama we can stir up this morning." Brooke explained at everyone's confused faces.

"Um, actually we didn't get them in a bed together, Lucas was just too much of a baby to share his own bed." Nathan pointed out, stuffing a waffle in his mouth.

"Not the point." Haley playfully smacked her husband.

Hours later, Skills, Mouth, Junk and Fergie had left the apartment to take the long drive back to Tree Hill because they had classes the next day while Nathan, Haley and Brooke had stuck around and were currently watching a movie. Suddenly two very dishevelled blondes entered the living room.

"About time you two woke up." Nathan commented, not taking his eyes off the television. Brooke raised an eyebrow at their appearance.

"Did we have a good sleep in?" she questioned.

"Coffee." Peyton mumbled as she stumbled towards the kitchen, leaving 3 pairs of eyes looking at Lucas expectantly.

"You do know that we just slept, right?" Lucas asked as he took a seat on the couch. When he saw Brooke open her mouth to say something he continued. "And people tend to toss and turn when they sleep hence the dishevelled appearance."

Brooke pouted. "No fun."

'What's no fun?" Peyton asked as she reentered the living room with two mugs of coffee, handing one to Lucas.

"No Leyton sex this morning." Brooke replied simply, returning back to the movie. Peyton almost spit out her coffee at the insinuation.

"Brooke, I doubt that will be happening. Ever. Let alone this morning when there were 7 guests in the house." Missing Lucas' crestfallen expression, Peyton continued noticing the emptiness of her apartment. "Speaking of which, where are the other 4?"

"They went home, had to get ready for classes for tomorrow." Nathan explained.

"Pfft, yeah that will be the day when those 4 actually turn up to class prepared." Haley snickered.

Lucas quietly continued sipping his coffee, trying not to show the hurt at Peyton's reminder that they were no longer a couple, hadn't been for years now, but that she also didn't even think it was a possibility that they'd be getting back together. Haley noticed Lucas brooding, as usual, and decided to intervene.

"Well you two lazy bones were in bed almost half the day, so I say it's time for lunch. Lucas you want to join me in running out to get some groceries?" Haley offered, already standing up on her way to gather her things.

"I can come with you Hales?" Nathan offered, moving to stand as well but on Haley's glare sat back down. "Or not." He mumbled under his breath.

"Sure." Lucas looked glad to escape the apartment if only for 20 minutes. And the two best friends left the apartment.