I woke up curled next to Liam with my head on his chest. He had his arm curled around me, holding me against him.

I looked at him and smiled softly when I saw his tousled hair and closed eyes. He was breathing softly, and his breath fanned across my face.

Suddenly, the events of last night rushed back to me. Holy shit. Liam and I.....we didn't.....

I looked down and cursed under my breath as I saw I was pantless. And shirtless. Along with Liam. F*ck.

I ran my fingers through my tangled hair. I couldn't believe what happened, yet strangely I don't regret it. But I knew Liam would. After all, you're only supposed to do that stuff with your mate, not your best friend.

I carefully slipped out from underneath his arm and put on Liam's shirt that was on the ground. It reached the middle of my thighs, and I pulled on my underwear. Not my best look, but it'd have to do.

I unzipped my bag and pulled out my brush. I brushed all the knots and tangles out of my hair and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

"Hayley," I heard Liam call.

"Yeah," I said, leaning against the bathroom door.

Liam saw me, and his eyes roamed my body. His eyes darkened, and I felt my own lust darken my eyes.

Snap out of it, Hayley, I told myself. He's your best friend, not some guy you can f*ck.

But he was a good one, a voice in my head said.

Shut up, I told it.

I cleared my throat and plopped down next to him. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, you can." He smiled and kissed me.

I responded my wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of me. My mouth moved against his, and things probably would've gotten more heated if Brooke hadn't knocked on the door.

"Hales, Li, you guys up yet?" she asked.

Liam and I exchanged panicked looks, and both leaped out of the bed.

"One sec," Liam said and pulled on a pair of pajama pants.

Knowing it would be suspicious if he answered the door shirtless with me wearing his shirt, I ran into the bathroom and started the shower. I grabbed a pair of underwear and a tank top and stepped into the shower. I got my hair wet and got out.

I changed into the clothes and stepped out of the bathroom, giving Liam a thumbs up to open the door.

"Sup," he said, letting Brooke in.

"Dude, put a shirt on," she said, walking in and sitting on the bed. "Sup, Hayley."

I nodded once. "Sup."

"Okay, how come you yell at me to put a shirt on, yet you don't say anything to Hayley when she's pantless?" Liam asked.

"Cuz Hayley always goes around pantless," Brooke said. "It's you I mind."

"That's messed up," Liam argued.

"Suck it, Fido," I teased.

"Already did," he said and winked at me.

I shot him a glare, glancing at Brooke. She didn't need to know what we did last night. Well, at least not yet. She hasn't been that innocent since she's met Josh.....

Luckily, Brooke didn't seem to notice it. "So, we're gonna need food since we're gonna be here a while, and we can't exactly keep ordering room service."

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