Disclaimer: I own nothing from One Tree Hill. Mr. Schwahn does - total bummer if you ask me.
Ok so this is my take on the deleted scene between Breyton from 4x17 and how I thought it could have played out :P
I really hope you enjoy, and please go easy on me since it IS my first fic.
"Just breathe Brooke. You can do this. She's not gonna freak out or anything, especially after everything you two have been through. You just need to tell her." Brooke told herself before knocking.
"Just walk in there, be positive, and tell her." Taking a deep breath, Brooke turned the doorknob to see the blonde bobbing her head to what appeared to be music coming from her computer.
'God she looks beautiful' Brooke thought to herself while lying against the door frame. Peyton was sitting on the bed totally unaware that the brunette was behind her. 'I don't want to disturb her, but we really need to get going. And I don't even know if she's going to want to see me after this.'
"Peyt…" Brooke said while tapping her shoulder.
"Gah!" Peyton jumped back a bit while coming to realize it was just Brooke, and no one else.
"I'm sorry…" 'Damn it, I knew I should have used the front door'
"No, it's ok."
"I'm so sorry."
"It's ok."
Brooke seemed somewhat relieved that Peyton was ok, but wasn't sure how to approach the subject she really wanted to talk about. She knew her best friend wanted to get past the Psycho-Derek fiasco, but it was just going to take a little time.
"I just…I see him sometimes. The fake Derek, like…when I close my eyes, or…sometimes I think I can hear him when I'm in the shower." Not knowing what to say, the brunette just nods along and mumbles a simple 'yeah'
Wanting to get comfortable, and make things easier, Brooke decides to sit on the bed, thinking that being physically closer to Peyton will ease some of the nerves in her stomach.
"Know how long it takes me to dry my hair? I turn the blow-dryer off like every 10 seconds to listen for something that's not even there."
'Gosh, Brooke is so selfless. I know it's killing her to go through this, but yet, she's sitting here telling me just so I can feel better.'
"And wearing headphones is completely out of the question." With headphones being thrown across the room, the blonde just smiles and shakes her head, agreeing with her best friend once again.
Peyton didn't know what to say other than to just be positive and the only way she knew how to do that, was to pull Brooke into a hug and let her know it would be okay.
"It'll get better B. Davis," Peyton could feel Brooke nod as she mumbled into her hair. "It's just gonna take some time." The brunette pulled away to look in the blonde's eyes. When green met hazel, there was so much love and understanding shown that it was overwhelming. Brooke started to tear up and didn't even know why. "Gosh, I'm sorry, I can be such a girl." Looking down, she started to think of reasons not to tell Peyton her secret. 'It's really bad timing. She doesn't feel the same way, I mean we are in Lucas's bedroom for God sakes' The brunette was pulled out of her reverie when Peyton's hand grabbed her own, fingers intertwining.
"You're my girl B. Davis. You know I wouldn't have you any other way." Brooke stared at their hands, wondering how such a simple gesture killed her immensely on the inside.
"Why'd you take me back P. Sawyer?" The whisper was so low, if Peyton didn't know her best friend so well, she might not have heard it.
"Brooke, what are you talking about?" Lifting the brunette's head by the chin so their eyes met again, Peyton felt the sudden urge to protect her. "Honey listen to me, and you better listen good. I never want you to feel guilty about what happened between us. You are my best friend. You know I would never let anything happen to you. Both of us said some pretty crazy things last week, but what matters is that we are here now. Nothing will change that ok?"
The blonde's thumb was working fast in order to catch the tears that were now rolling down the brunette's face. Her eyes were even more beautiful now that they were stained with tears and a hint of red. 'I've never felt more safe in my life.' Brooke thought while taking a deep breath. 'It's now or never'
The last of the tears were dried, and the next thing Peyton knew, Brooke's lips were crashing into hers, and then they were gone.
"Not even that?" Peyton was shocked to say the least. If someone would have told her that Brooke Penelope Davis would be kissing her outside of a dare, she would have laughed it off.
The room was silent as the blonde tried to decipher what just happened. 'I'm such an idiot, I knew Peyton wouldn't feel the same way. I should go before it gets worse.'
"Gosh, I'm so sorry, I'm just gonna go." Brooke got off the bed and headed to the door. Just as she was turning the knob, she felt a petite hand on her wrist turning her around.
"Peyt, look just forget this ever-" The brunette's words were cut short when she felt a pair of lips running in to hers. She couldn't comprehend what was happening, but she knew she liked it. The two kissed for a few seconds, before the need for air became apparent.
Putting her forhead against Brooke's, Peyton just sighed and smiled before saying, "Not even that." Finally showing her infamous dimpled-smile, the brunette started to say something when Peyton's phone started ringing.
"It's Lucas." Brooke just smirked as she reached around to the blonde's back pocket and grabbed the phone out of it.
"Brooke, what are you-," Peyton was silenced by a finger to her mouth as Brooke's eyes lit up with mischief.
"Hey Luke. Yeah, we're ok, I was just making out with your girlfriend." Seeing a slack-jawed Peyton, Brooke winked and continued the conversation without missing a beat. "Of course I'm joking Broody. But you can ask her yourself when you see her if you think I'm not. Alright, we'll be there in a bit, bye."
Closing the phone shut, the brunette put the phone back into Peyton's back pocket, gave her a chaste kiss and rolled her eyes. "Gosh, boys are so easy."
"Come on P. Sawyer, you don't want to keep everyone waiting. Don't forget to grab your jacket, you know how tutor-wife can be with those hormones." Brooke said while walking out the door.
'Not even that' The blonde thought to herself as she grabbed her jacket and headed out the door.
So what did y'all think? Please leave reviews and let me know if you have any ideas or suggestions on any future pieces you would like to see.
- Rae