"You are such a homo." Peyton teased me as I unknowingly smiled at a model walking down the runway.
"What? No. I like the dress." I said defensively. She stared through my lies and a smile broke across my face. "Well..And the rest of her." We both laughed and went back to watching the fashion show. Peyton was the only person in Tree Hill that I had told about my new found homosexual tendencies. She, of course, was nothing but supportive other than the occasional joke here and there. I loved her for that. She was always supportive of me. Good old Peyton.
I had always found women attractive, but I never really thought of it being gay until I hooked up with one of my models. It was all uphill from there.
"Sorry I'm late," Haley whispered while clumsily taking her seat next to me. Her eyes were watery and her cheeks were flushed, she had been crying. Peyton and I exchanged looks but left it alone; the pumping techno music wasn't exactly the best set up for an interrogation.
IOIOI
"Spill it, tutor girl." I demanded as the three of us walked arm in arm up the sidewalk towards my apartment for our girls night.
She looked at me with devastated eyes begging me not to make her talk about it, but that definitely wasn't going to happen. I raised an eyebrow at her and pushed, "Well?".
"Nathan left me. And he took Jamie." she finally gave in
Peyton and I both stopped walking. "WHAT?" We shouted in unison.
Haley sighed and went into a long story about what happened. What I gather from it, Nathan is a tool and met some hoe news anchor on the road and took their child and all their money with him leaving Haley with nothing. "I have no job, and no money. How am I supposed to win custody of Jamie?" She started to cry.
I pulled Haley into a tight hug. "We'll think of something tutor girl."
IOIOI
"I'm sorry I can't stay," Peyton said hugging Haley for the millionth time. "I promised Lucas." Newlyweds. They've been more inseparable than usual.
We said our goodbyes and she left. I was making Haley stay with me until we figured out a plan. "Thanks again for letting me stay Brooke." She mumbled as she leaned into me while we watched feel good movies. "I don't know what I would do without you." I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close.
"Of course Hales. You can stay here as long as you want." We stayed like that, watching 'A League of Their Own', until we drifted to sleep.
IOIOI
When I woke up Haley and I were squeezed together on the couch facing each other. Her arms were wrapped around my waist and our foreheads were against one another. I didn't really know what to do, was this wrong? I felt my heart racing. Shit. Haley is giving me butterflies.
I carefully slid off the couch and covered Haley back up. I did the only thing I knew to do, I called Peyton.
"Hello?"
"Peyton help!" Good thing I was staying calm.
"What? What's wrong?"
I took a deep breath. "I think I'm crushing on Haley."
Silence. Then I heard her snicker.
"Hey asshole," I snapped in a hushed voice. "Not funny! This is tutor girl we're talking about!"
Peyton gathered herself and finally spoke. "Oh come on Brooke, tell me you didn't see this coming? I mean don't you remember kissing her senior year?"
I choked. "W-what?"
"Oh yeah, you don't." She laughed. "Well, it was a party at Nathans. You were both drunk enough to lick the floor.." She began."
"Oh just stop I feel sick. I can't do this to her, she was just dumped."
"You aren't doing anything wrong Brooke. Just play it cool. Butterflies are just butterflies."
IOIOI
"Brooke?" Haley called from the living room. My chest tightened and I could speak. Awesome. "Hey," She said finding me in the kitchen. "Didn't hear me?"
"Sorry, I zoned out." I lied. "How you feeling?"
"A little better, thanks to you." She smiled weakly. I got up and hugged her. I had to get over this crush. Haley needed me.
"Come on." I said taking her hand and pulling her upstairs. "Let's get cleaned up and take care of business." My hand tingled as our fingers intertwined, and I realized how hard this was going to be.
I made her try on several outfits for interviews. I found it adorable how she kept saying, ''oh my goodness Brooke." when I would hand her designer clothes. Outfit after outfit she refused to wear because 'she was a mom' or 'only you could pull this off'. Finally I threw and outfit at her telling her this was the last one, because it was perfect for her.
I sat on my bed flipping through magazines waiting for her next outfit change. "Brooke no, I cannot wear this!" Haley panicked sticking her head out the bathroom door.
"Oh come on let me see." I gave her my well practiced puppy dog eyes and pouted my lip. She huffed and slowly stepped out, and I couldn't breathe.
She was wearing a white button up blouse and loose black tie with a matching black blazer. Her tight black skirt was short and perfect on her curves. She looked absolutely gorgeous and drop dead sexy. I bit my lip and finally caught my breath. "Tutor girl, you look perfect. If you don't get hired I will streak the quad." She laughed and plopped down next to me on the bed.
"Oh, Brooke." She faced me. "You are so sweet to me."
I placed a hand on her cheek and smiled. "You deserve it Hales."
Then the thing I least suspected to ever happen..like ever, happened. Haley James kissed me.
