Pete moaned as he woke up the next morning on Addison's couch, the daylight shining in through the windows. His head was pounding, a sign that he had once again drank way too much the night before. Slowly he sat up on the couch, instantly regretting it as the whole room around him started to turn slightly. He groaned, a hand going to his head as he closed his eyes. He leaned his head back against the couch and kept his eyes shut, trying to remember the events of the night before, but everything was only a blur. He had no idea what he had done, or who he had done it with, all he knew was that he was led on a couch. He opened his eyes once again and looked around in the room, seeing Cooper lying on the couch across from him. Maybe Cooper knew what had happened the night before, he didn’t seem as hung over.

"Coop?" Pete mumbled. Cooper stirred slightly, shifting his position. Pete sighed and tried to get up from the couch, he needed water. As he stood, he stumbled slightly, the room still spinning, his head killing him. He stumbled towards the kitchen, getting a glass from the cupboard before he filled it with water. He downed the glass quickly, hoping it would help his head. He moaned and put the glass back down. He still felt terrible and began searching for headache tablets. He looked through the cupboards, slowly making his way upstairs to look in the bathroom as he couldn't find any in the kitchen.

As he made his way into the bathroom he was greeted with the sight of Addison lent over the toilet bowl, empting the contents of her stomach. "Good morning." He smiled slightly.

“Shut up.” She groaned and sat back, wiping her mouth, her eyes closed. He just smiled and continued his search for headache tablets. “Why do you let me drink so much?” She whined.

"You were the one who couldn't get enough." He mumbled, finally finding some tablets.

“You bought me the drinks.” She leaned over the toilet again, puking once more.

"You wanted them." He turned the water on and swallowed a tablet, hoping it would help his headache.

“Did we…did we have sex again?” She asked, brushing hair from her face and leaning back against her bath.

"I have no idea."

Addison groaned and buried her head into her hands.

"I remember that there was something though, but everything is just a blur, kind of."

“Something?” Addison looked up at him, squinting her eyes. “What something?”

"I don't know." He sighed and ran his hands over his face, his head still killing him.

“Urgh.” She groaned and slowly pulled herself up from the floor, being careful not to move too quickly for fear of throwing up again. Pete leaned on the sink and watched her. She held her hand out for Pete so he could pass her some tablets. He reached into the cupboard once again before handing her a tablet. “Thanks.” She mumbled, swallowing it after drinking some water.

"No problem." Pete gave a sigh and slowly made his way out of the bathroom again. He made his way out of the bathroom, meeting Sam in the hallway.

“Wow, you look like crap.” Sam laughed slightly.

"Shut up, Sam." He glared at him.

“That’s what you get for drinking as much as you and Addi did last night. Do you even remember anything?” Sam looked at his friend.

"Not really." He shook his head slightly. Sam laughed slightly again and passed his friend, walking down the stairs.

Just then Naomi made her way sleepily out of Addison's bedroom. “Has she puked yet?” She mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah." Pete nodded.

“Great.” Naomi groaned and walked into the bathroom to her friend. "How are you feeling?" Naomi mumbled as she walked in.

“Urgh. Like crap.” Addison groaned. “My head hurts.”

"It's your own fault, you were so, so drunk."

“Why do you let me drink?” She whined.

"It was your own decision to get drunk."

Addison groaned and closed her eyes. “You need to stop me getting so drunk.”

"I think you had your fun."

“What did I do?” Addison opened her eyes and looked at her friend, dreading the answer.

"I just saw you dancing with Pete, then you were gone for a while and then we found you sitting on his lap, telling him how much you love him."

“Oh god.” She groaned and buried her face in her hands again, embarrassed. “Did I sleep with him again?” She mumbled.

"Well I wasn't there when it happened but I guess you did since you were both gone for a while."

“Why do we always end up sleeping together?” Addison whined. “Why do you let me do that?”

"Stop blaming me, you're the one who sleeps with him."

“You’re meant to be my voice of reason here.”

"I was drunk as well." She defended herself.

Addison sighed and looked at her friend. “I need to learn to keep my legs closed with him.”

"Ha, that's not going to work."

“I can try.”

"That's what you always say, but you continue to get drunk with him and you know what's going to happen every time you do that."

“Then I stop drinking.” Addison mumbled.

Naomi laughed slightly. "Very funny."

“Seriously. I can’t keep sleeping with him like this. I have to do something.” Addison looked at her friend and straightened herself out before picking up her toothbrush.

"Why do you do it then when you're drunk?" Naomi looked at her.

“What?” Addison ran the water over her toothbrush before putting the toothpaste on it.

"Why do you sleep with him?"

Addison sighed and looked at Naomi through the bathroom mirror. “I don’t know. I just…do.” She shrugged and put the toothbrush in her mouth.

"Last time you did it you said you like this best friend with benefits thing you have going on."

“Did I?” Addison mumbled as she brushed her teeth, trying to remember saying that.

"Yes, you did, the next morning you said that." Naomi looked at her.

“Oh.” Addison shrugged and rinsed her mouth out. “Well, the sex is really good.”

"And to me it doesn't seem like it makes things awkward between you too." Naomi shrugged. "I just think it's kind of...weird."

“Weird?” Addison turned to face her friend.

"Yeah." She shrugged. "I don't know."

“I guess it is kind of weird, in a way. But it’s not like either of us is in a relationship.”

"Yeah..." Naomi nodded slightly.

“Do you think it’s wrong that me and Pete keep sleeping together?” Addison looked at her friend.

"I don't know. If it doesn't affect your friendship or makes things awkward between you." She shrugged. "I mean I like having sex as well I just don't do it with my best friend."

Addison sighed and closed her eyes. “Yeah, but the sex is really good and I just can’t say no to him.”

"If you're okay with this...open relationship kind of thing." Naomi shrugged again.

“Yeah, we are.” Addison nodded, wincing slightly from the pain.

"Well then."

“But I need to stop drinking this much.”

"Hmm, you do." Naomi smiled.

“In future, give me a limit.”

"I'll try." Naomi smiled and slowly made her way out of the bathroom again.

“Thank you.” Addison sighed and got into the shower. Naomi smiled and made her way downstairs. Everyone apart from Addison was in the kitchen, all hung over. Naomi walked over and got herself a cup of coffee.

“God, I feel awful.” Violet leaned her forehead against the table.

"You look it." Cooper smiled.

“Oh shut up.”

"Could you please stop yelling?" Pete mumbled.

“No one’s yelling.” Naomi smirked at him.

"My head is about to explode." He moaned.

“That’s what you get for drinking so much.” Naomi sipped at her coffee.

"Shut up, Nae."

“I’m not the one who got stupidly drunk with Addi last night.”

"You were drunk as well."

“Not as drunk as you.” She pointed out. “I actually remember last night.”

"I remember it as well...partly."

“And what do you remember?” Naomi raised an eyebrow.

"Just some...things that happened."

“What things?”

"I don't know, I remember that I...danced with Addi."

“That’s not all you did.” Cooper commented.

"It's not?" Pete looked at Cooper.

“No.” Cooper laughed.

Pete smiled and rolled his eyes. "Well, blame it on the alcohol."

“Apparently you and her are going to get married.” Violet looked at Pete. “So you can fuck her whenever you want.”

"Really?" Pete smirked. "Which one of us proposed?"

“Neither. Addi just said she wanted to marry you then you could fuck her whenever and you didn’t complain, you agreed.”

"I see." He smirked and shook his head slightly.

“Though you don’t need to be married to fuck her whenever.” Cooper looked at his friend.

"We're just having fun." Pete smiled.

“Oh we know.”

Pete just smirked and took another sip of his coffee.

“And here comes the blushing bride.” Violet leaned back as Addison walked into the kitchen. Naomi smirked and watched as Addison walked in, taking another sip of her coffee.

“What?” Addison looked at them. “What did I do now?”

"You said you want to marry Pete so he can fuck you whenever he wants." Naomi smirked. Addison felt her cheeks redden and she glanced at Pete who just smiled at her.

“I really said that?”

"Yep, that's exactly what you said." Violet nodded.

“Oh god.” Addison groaned. “I am never drinking again.”

"Of course, never again until next Friday." Sam smiled.

“No, I need to stop drinking.”

"No one of us is feeling like drinking alcohol right now, don't worry." Violet stated.

“You’re not the one who said she’d marry her best friend so he can fuck her.” Addison mumbled and sat down.

"I don't see the point in getting married anyway, it doesn't seem like he has to marry you to get to fuck you." Cooper smirked.

“Why are we discussing my sex lifeeee?” Addison whined.

"It's funny." Cooper smiled and went over to the counter to get some more coffee.

“Okay, leave my sex life alone unless you’re actually the one sleeping with me.”

"That means Pete gets to talk with you about your sex life, that's not fair." Sam smiled and leaned back in his chair. Addison just glared at Sam from where she sat. Pete just smiled as he watched them, leaning against the counter and sipping on his water.

“I hate you all at times.” Addison mumbled.

"Aww, we love you too." Naomi smiled.

“Why are we talking about this anyway?”

"Why not?" Cooper looked at her.

“Because I don’t want you all talking about my sex life.” Addison looked at them. “It’s my sex life.”

"We wouldn't talk about it if it wouldn't be Pete you're sleeping with." Sam smiled.

“That’s unfair!”

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about something else." Violet looked at her.

“Thank you.” Addison nodded.

"I have to get going now anyway." Violet sighed as she looked at the clock.

“Okay, see you later.”

"Yeah, see you." She gathered her things before making her way out the front door.

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Later that day Addison made her way to the café both her and Pete loved to meet him for lunch. She walked in and smiled, walking over to the table he was sat at before sitting down opposite him.

"I already ordered for us, I hope you don't mind." He smiled.

“No.” She shook her head. “What did you order?”

"The usual."

“Good.” She smiled. Pete knew her so well. He smiled and looked up as the waiter brought their drinks. Addison picked up her glass and took a long sip, smiling at Pete as she put it down.

"When do you have to go in for uni?" He looked at her.

“I’ve finished for the day. You?”

"Me too, I just have to go to the library then."

“Okay.” Addison nodded and looked at Pete. “Pete.” She started. “Do you have a problem with us sleeping together when we’re drunk?”

"I, erm...I don't, do you?" He looked at her.

“No.” She shook her head.

"Okay." He smiled. "I mean last night wasn't the first time, and it worked out really good so far."

“Yeah.” Addison smiled as well. “It has. I mean, neither of us are seeing anyone.”

"Yeah." He nodded.

“So, we just keep doing it?”

"Yeah..." He smiled.

“Okay.” Addison nodded. “The sex is really good as well.”

" Really good." He agreed.

“Definitely. Where did we do it last night?” She looked at him, trying to remember.

"I think in the toilets."

Addison nodded. “That’s a first, right?”

"I think so." He smiled.

“Where would you say the weirdest place is that we’ve done it?” She placed her chin on her fist, looking at him.

"The weirdest..." He thought about it. "Tough decision."

“Yeah.” She nodded. “The new ironing board your parents bought?” She giggled as she remember the time the six of them went to visit Pete’s parents and they ended up getting drunk and having sex on the new ironing board.

"Yeah that was really weird." Pete smirked. "But don't forget the park bench."

“Oh yeah.” Addison laughed. “I forgot about that.” Pete just grinned and took another sip of his drink. “Where was the best place though?” She looked at him.

"Your kitchen counter?"

“Hmm, that was good.” She smiled.

"Were there any bad places as well?" He looked at her.

“I don’t think so. Maybe when we tried that alley way.”

"Yeah." He smiled. "It was awkward when those people walked by and I tried to move us into that bush."

“And you ended up with a thorn stuck in your ass.” She laughed.

"That was really painful."

“Aww.” Addison smiled at him.

"But it was worth it." He smirked.

“Definitely.” She nodded.

"Funny at what places we got drunk already."

“I know.” Addison looked at him. “Do…do we only have to keep this as drunken sex?”

He looked back at her. "We don't..."

“It’s just, neither of us are seeing anyone, so we only really have a drunken sex life, and it would be nice to be sober for once…”

"Yeah, it would." He smiled.

“So, sober sex?”

"Yeah, sober sex." He nodded and looked at her.

“Okay.” She smiled as their food arrived and they began to eat.