In Our Secret Moments

Chapter 1

A/N: This is my first fanfic I've ever written, so yeah, please go easy on it! I'd love some feedback :)

Oh this is nice, so cuddly and warm. Snuggling into the warmth a little more I'm jerked into alertness as a pounding headache starts to form in my head. I sit bolt upright and oh my god my head is going to explode, and my mouth, it feels like sandpaper. Water I need water. I look towards my bedside table and grab the complementary bottle of water and gulp it down. As I place the water back down something catches my eye. Black jeans. I wasn't wearing black jeans last night was I?

"Arghh" I hear a raspy moan come from under the pile of sheets to my left. My eyes dart over the mound to my left and become fixed on some dark curls peeking from under the white covers. Familiar curls. Taylor. I had sex with taylor last night. God this hangover is making it to hard to think. I just need o get back to my room before anyone notices I'm not there.

Clothes. I need to find my clothes. After finding my bra and panties strewn next to the bed, I walk out to the living area and find my jeans and tshirt. Thankfully my room key is still in the back pocket of my jeans, I pick my phone up and start walking to the door when I hear a sleepy "Hayley?" I glance back at the bed and taylor is now sitting up in the bed, looking disheveled and hot as hell.

"Hey T, can we talk about all of this later? Meet for lunch?"
We look at each other in the eyes and I feel heat build in my cheeks. He's seen me naked. I've seen him naked. I had sex with my best friend. Best friend and band member. Shit, we really need to sort this out.

"Okay I'll meet you at your room at 1".

With a quick nod I open the door and walk out into the hallway. Upon closing the door behind me, I close my eyes and slump into the door. What have I done? Why did I have to choose the first night of tour to act desires I've had for years now.

"Isn't that Taylor's room?"

My eyes shoot open and search for the source of the noise and I see Zac walking down the hallway towards me, tennis raquette swinging in hand.

"Yeah, I crashed on his couch last night, we stayed up a little later working on a new song idea. " Quick thinking. Good job Hayley. Although now not only do we have a monumentally awkward conversation to have, but we also have to come up with a new song.

"Okay cool, tell me about it later, I'm heading down for a game or two with joe"

"Cya Zac!" I saw as brightly as I can with the hangover from hell.

I finally make it to my room and stumble into the bathroom , stripping as I get close to the shower. I turn the hot tap on full blast and finally catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I do double take. Standing in front of a mirror for the first time today I am shocked by the woman looking back at me. The ponytail I distinctly remember tying up is long gone, my hair is shooting at all angles from my head, my makeup is well and truly off, my lips are swollen and wait what's that? Great a hickey. He's 27 and he gave me a hickey? I'm going to kill him.

As I look at myself in the mirror, staring at the glaring hints of what happened last night I have flashbacks to my night of ecstasy. The night started off pretty normally, just casual drink so out on T's balcony to celebrate the beginning of tour.

"Hey guys, look at what I found at the bottom of my suitcase the other day!" I proclaim, holding a bottle of champagne and five glasses.

"To Paramore! We say in unison before swigging our drinks.

A few hours,  two bottles of champagne and half a bottle of tequila later, we've moved the party inside to Taylor's room. Sitting on the couch leaning into Taylor with my head on his chest I watch as Joey and Zac frantically try to win this round of whatever game we were all playing until they went off on a tangent. We've been watching the former teammates try to beat each other for the past half hour, as Taylor and I show each other each other different songs we've been listening to recently.

"We are still kicking their asses!" I whisper into Taylor's ear.

"We just make a good team Hayley" he whispers back, wrapping his arm around my waist while reaching for the bottle of tequila. "Can I interest you in another shot m'lady?"

"Well you're already pouring it T, I suppose I have to say yes!"

He looks me straight in the eyes "You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Tonight is our night, we can do whatever we want to do." He says still staring directly into my eyes. I'm suddenly lost in his hazel eyes, everything around us blurs and goes silent, I feel electricity pulling me closer towards him. I can see he's breathing heavier, is he feeling this too? We are so close now I can see-

"Yes, in your face Joey!"

After a split second I tear my eyes off of Taylor's and look over to see Zac jumping around Joey in glee.

"Weren't you guys on the same team?"

"Oh yeah I suppose we were. Jeez, what time is it, I should probably get to bed..." Zac says, yawning, walking towards the door.

"Me to Zac, see you tomorrow Taylor, you coming Hayley?" Joey looks back at me.

"Nah, I'm not tired yet guys" I say walking towards the door. There is no way I'm tired after that. Sleeping is the last thing on my mind. "See you tomorrow!" After a hug each they were both walking out of the door. As I close the door I feel a presence behind behind me. I spin back and I'm inches away from taylor . His eyes look hungry as he moves in closer. His arms encase around me as he holds onto the door behind me, our chests are heaving in unison. If I thought the electricity was intense before, that feels like nothing compared to now.

"Tay-"

"Fuck it" he says, exhaling a breath that seems to of been caught for a while.

I'm about to ask what he meant when his lips collide with mine, his hands now holding my face. He walks me back into the door until my back is against the door. The kiss deepens as a reach up and I pull my hands through his hair, it's so soft but I barely have time to think about that as he starts kissing my neck. I try to suppress a moan. This is absolute perfection. I find his lips back on mine and I wrap my arms around his neck as he cups my ass in his hands. Suddenly I'm in his arms with my legs around his waist being walked into the bedroom leaving a trail of clothes behind.

I watch as my reflection fades into a white fog and I walk into the stream of hot water, trying to let last nights activities wash off of me but I can't. Every time I close my eyes, split seconds of last night replaying in my head. His mouth on sucking at my neck, his hand cupping at my breasts, alright I'm not going to be forgetting this anytime soon.