Author's Note: Okay this is my first M rated story so I'm not quite sure how it'll turn out. Please be honest about what you think about it, I can take the criticism because it'll show me where I can improve. Enjoy!
October 2013
"Haley!" Peyton whined from the other side of the phone. It was seven in the morning on a Saturday and she was feeling restless. "Can you please come over? Bring Brooke; we'll go out or something."
"Peyt," Haley groaned as she tried to wipe the sleep from her eyes. "It's seven in the morning; do yourself and everyone else a favor and go back to bed."
"But I can't sleep," Peyton whined. "And I'm bored!"
"Ugh, I'm going to kill Lucas for ever getting you pregnant," Haley swore. "When are he and Nathan getting home?"
Haley James had grown up with the Scott brothers, the three meeting at the age of eight when Haley was being picked on. They had instantly come to her rescue and vowed to keep her from all harm. Though she had brothers of her own she had felt a sort of familiarity and closeness to Lucas and Nathan. Whenever she needed a shoulder to cry on one, or both, of them would be there to lend her one. Through all her tears and laughs the Scott brothers were there to share the moments with her. They went through the rest of elementary school together, onwards to middle school and high school. At Tree Hill High they met Peyton Sawyer and Brooke Davis. The five teenagers were inseparable since then.
Stanford had been her dream school since she was able to walk but when Lucas and Nathan got full-ride scholarships to Duke Haley couldn't help but follow them there along with Peyton and Brooke. The five were family, two years into college Lucas asked Peyton to marry him and she said yes; they got married a year after that. After college all five moved to New York were Lucas and Nathan got drafted into the New York Knicks. Peyton, Brooke and Haley then opened their own magazine company called Cliques. Brooke dealt with the fashion section, Peyton with music and Haley with just about everything else, but of course the other two helped whenever necessary.
Peyton was currently expecting her and Lucas' first child. At six months pregnant everyone was excited to welcome the newborn baby girl. Nathan on the other hand still hadn't been able to find the right girl yet so he was still searching, it's been difficult for him due to being a basketball player and all. He was never sure a girl liked him for him or for his status.
"They had the game last night but they shouldn't be on the plane until around nine," Peyton recited. "So they'll be back around four-ish."
Sighing in defeat Haley knew she couldn't leave her pregnant friend alone for too long. "Ugh, Brooke and I will meet you in an hour. Until then please be kind enough to not call again."
"Thank you so much Hales," Peyton said gratefully. "You are such a lifesaver. I promise once Lucas is back I won't be waking you so early as often." Haley doubted that was going to happen, this was probably the fifth time that month alone that Peyton had called saying that she had nothing else to do AND Lucas was home until five days ago.
Confirming that she and Brooke would be meeting Peyton at her house in an hour Haley hung up the phone before falling back down onto her bed, allowing her head to hit the pillow. Once she was lying down again she felt an arm drape over her stomach.
"Peyton again?" a tired brunette asked, eyes still closed.
"Yeah, she wants us to entertain her, and Luke and Nate don't get back until around four-ish," Haley said. Knowing that would get the brunette up Haley added nonchalantly, "We could go to the mall, isn't there a major sale going on today?"
Upon hearing the words 'mall' and 'sale' Brooke's head shot up from her pillow. "Sale? Why didn't you tell me before? I'm going to wash up."
As Brooke made to get out of bed Haley grabbed her wrist to hold her back. Brooke turned around annoyed that Haley had stopped her, there was a major sale going on and she was not letting her get ready. Haley, seeing the expression on Brooke's face, innocently asked, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Oh!" Brooke said as realization hit her, she leaned forward. "How could I have forgotten?" She closed the gap and gave Haley a chaste kiss. "Better Tutor Babe?" she asked revising the nickname she had given Haley back in high school: Tutor Girl.
"Much better Tigger," Haley responded with her own nickname for Brooke as she released her grasp on the brunette's wrist. "Now you can go."
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Knocking on the door Brooke and Haley were immediately welcomed by an agitated blonde. "You're late," Peyton pointed out as she stood with her arms crossed, foot tapping and a glare pointed at the couple.
"Yeah, by like three minutes," Brooke scoffed as she pushed her way through the doorway.
"Were you two fooling around again?" Peyton demanded. "Because if you made me wait around just so you two can get in some early morning foreplay I swear there will be consequences. You do not make a pregnant woman wait around!"
Hearing this Haley began to blush furiously. Sure she wasn't shy about her sexuality but she was still uncomfortable talking about sex, I mean this was Haley James after all. She believed that sex was something between two people who cared deeply about each other; the rest of the world didn't need to know what she did behind closed doors. Seeing that her girlfriend wasn't going to say anything Brooke intervened. "Chill Blondie, traffic was hell. Just get your things so we can get going. No way am I missing this sale."
Huffing in defeat Peyton went to get her coat and bag. "Damn hormones," Haley whispered to herself but Brooke had managed to hear her. The perky brunette walked over to her girlfriend and put her arm around her waist, pulling her close.
"Don't worry, just a little bit more and the baby will pop out," Brooke assured Haley.
"Yeah but then there's the after birth hormones, just because she gives birth doesn't mean the hormones will be gone instantaneously. There's the pregnancy and then, some time after that," Haley sighed as she rested her head on Brooke's shoulder. "I swear Peyton is the bitchiest pregnant woman alive."
"Aw sweetie, you'll feel better after you get some caffeine in you. Just wait a little more to get your daily dose of coffee and you'll be that perky, but not-so-morning, girl I love," Brooke said.
"I can't believe the stupid coffee maker broke! What the hell am I supposed to do without coffee in the house?" Haley asked as she dug her head deeper onto Brooke's shoulder.
"We could always buy a new one; I mean we do have the money for it."
"Just because we have the money doesn't mean we should spend irrationally. When Lucas gets back he can fix it."
Just then Peyton came bounding, well waddling at a very quick pace, toward the two. "Okay, let's get going!"
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"Hmmm," Haley sighed contently as she held a coffee mug in front of her. "Coffee."
Brooke laughed at her girlfriend's antics. "Baby just drink your coffee already, smelling it for hours isn't going to make it taste any different."
"Hush Tigger," Haley snapped playfully as she took her first sip. "Just let me enjoy this moment, we are in one of New York's best diners where they serve like the best coffee on earth."
"Besides Karen's," Peyton piped in from her seat across the bickering couple. "No one can top Karen's Café."
"I miss her," Brooke whined. Since her parents were never around, she always spent her time at Peyton's house. Once the five had met in high school she was introduced to Karen Roe and the woman became like a mother to the girl, all of the girls really. Haley basically grew up with her acting as her second mother and Peyton's had died long ago. "When's Christmas? I want to see Karen and baby Lily."
"In two more months," Haley said while she consumed more of her coffee as the other two ate their breakfast. "Don't worry, this year we'll stay longer."
"It sucks we're going to miss our annual Thanksgiving dinner with her though," Brooke mused. "I have never known a family oriented turkey dinner until I met that woman. She is seriously God's gift to us."
"That's what I tell her every time," Haley said. "Okay, I don't know about you but I want to go shopping."
"Yay!" Brooke cheered clapping her hands. "We are so shopping until we literally drop."
"Um, pregnant woman present. I don't think it would be best if I were to drop," Peyton butted.
"Whatever Preggers," Brooke retaliated. "Let's just go already."
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"Brooke," Peyton whined an hour later. "Why are we in Victoria's Secret? Are you seriously trying to torture me by showing me all of the things I can't wear?"
"Nope," Brooke said. She looked over at Haley and added casually, "Just thought I might pick something up for later."
Haley felt her face burn up as blood rushed to her cheeks. No way had Brooke just said that she was getting sexy lingerie for later that evening. "Later?" she finally managed to choke up.
"Later could be anytime babe," Brooke said with a wink. She pulled a skimpy red nightie. "Who knows when I'll have a reason to put this little number on?"
Once again Haley began to find it hard to breathe; if she were to stay here any longer she just might take Brooke into a fitting room and have her way with the girl. "Um, I'm going to go take Peyton to find some more stuff for the baby," Haley said as she got a hold of the unexpected blonde.
"But I already have a lot and I'm not going to get more until Lucas -"
"We'll see you at Baby Gap Brooke," Haley announced as she finally exited the store. As she finally dragged Peyton away from the lingerie store she was able to catch her breath. "That girl will be the death of me."
By her side Peyton was cracking up, the whole situation was very amusing to her. The sexual tension that erupted once they actually stepped into the store was amusing itself, but when Haley had found it very difficult to even be in the same room as Brooke at the moment was priceless. "Couldn't handle the tension?"
"Tension?" Haley asked deciding that playing dumb would be her best tactic. "What tension?"
"Don't give me that B.S. Hales," Peyton said with a knowing look. "We both know I'm talking about the sexual tension that was building up as you watched Brooke go from one lingerie rack to another. I swear the look you had was screaming sex. If we hadn't gotten out of there when we did I think you would have taken her to one of the fitting rooms to have your way with her or something."
When Haley didn't answer Peyton knew she had hit the mark. "You were so thinking that weren't you? That's why we had to leave so suddenly," Peyton said; as she put all of the pieces together she began cracking up once again. "You were so turned on that you would've ripped her clothes off if you didn't have the self-control you do."
Haley got redder by the second as Peyton kept going on. "Okay, okay! I admit it, I was turned on but that stays between us. If Brooke found out she wouldn't let me live it down."
"Hon, I don't think that would be a problem," Peyton stated matter-of-factly. "Anyone with eyes could see how turned on you were. It was too damn obvious."
"Sometimes I question myself whether you're really pregnant or not because besides the increase in bitchiness you're still the same old Peyton. You do realize that most mothers don't swear when they're pregnant because it might affect the baby?"
"Well, I'm not most mothers, and I know for a fact that my little girl will be perfect," Peyton said as she stuck out her tongue childishly at Haley.
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Brooke made her way into Baby Gap with a Victoria's Secret bag added to her mound of shopping bags. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Haley and Peyton looking at infant one pieces. Haley always looked beautiful in her eyes, no matter the time or place. When she had set eyes on Haley the beginning of their freshmen year Brooke was hooked. She had tried to deny her feelings for the smart tutor by dating countless guys but by the time their junior rolled around her feelings for Haley had built up so much she thought she would explode. She had no idea what to do; confiding in Peyton had been no help because she merely told her to confess. How could she confess her feelings for Haley James? Haley was the epitome of perfection; she was kind-hearted, beautiful beyond belief and outrageously smart, hence the nickname Tutor Girl. Haley helped whoever seeks it; she was never one to turn her back on people. Brooke on the other hand had been labeled 'Party Girl' since she stepped foot into Tree Hill High. She was their Queen Bee and known for serial dating, no way would she be seen in a relationship any time soon.
Sleepovers had become torturous for Brooke as she had to be in a room with Haley who would be dressed in a fitting tank top and short shorts. She thought showing that amount of skin should have been illegal for someone as gorgeous as Haley James. Cheerleading practices were just as worse, especially having to be in the same locker room as the blonde goddess. By February of junior year Brooke had convinced herself that telling Haley would be in her best interest. So with Peyton's help the two best friends devised a plan to give Haley the most memorable Valentine's Day ever. Realizing that there would be guys who were also after the petite girl Brooke was forced to tell Lucas, Nathan and Karen of her feelings in order to get their help. After the initial shock of discovering that Tree Hill High's Queen Bee was a lesbian wore off the three were very willing in helping her win the heart of a certain Tutor Girl.
Tuesday rolled around and it was Valentine's Day, the most nerve wrecking day of Brooke Davis' life. She picked Peyton up for school very early and on the way the two went over the plan one last time. Making sure no one was around Brooke and Peyton made their way to Haley's locker. They opened it up with the combination they retrieved from Nathan and stuck a single rose in with a note.