hey guys, this is kinda something I was just drabbling with, hoping to get back into the writing mode. I'm thinking about continuing it but don't really know where to go with it, so read and review and let me know if:
a.) it's worth continuing
and
b.) if it's worth it, what you'd like to see happen.
I'm aiming for as little drama as possible, something light, fluffy, and funny.
Thanks to my TA's (Dawnie and Bit Bit) for the help and... well, let's call a spade a spade, pressure to write down the few thoughts I had swimming around in my head. Love ya girls!
"Nathan! You guys are always here! Can't you like, leave?" Brooke whined out, watching with a disgusted eye as Tim polished off the rest of the pizza her and Haley had ordered half an hour ago.
"Brooke, she's MY wife." Nathan defended, pulling Haley closer into his side.
"Oh NOW she's your wife." Brooke mumbled out, eliciting a chuckle from Tim until Nathan silenced him with a glare.
"Brooke" Haley bit out, swatting at Tim's hand as he reached for the slice of pizza still on her plate.
"Sorry. It's just that you're MY roommate, and I'm an only child, sharing wasn't something I had to do!"
"Fine, you want us to leave?" Nathan asked, receiving an excited nod from the brunette. "Okay then. Let's go Hales."
"Nooo! That's not what I meant. You go. Leave her, here." Brooke plopped down on the couch next to Haley, pulling the blonde closer to her.
"Why don't you call Lucas?" Tim mumbled through a mouth full of Cheetos.
"Okay. One, ew; chew with your mouth closed Dim. And two, Lucas is busy tonight." Brooke stated shortly, resting her head on Haley's shoulder.
"Busy with Peyton?" Nathan leaned forward, smirking at Brooke provokingly. Tightening her grip on Brooke's arm, Haley sent a 'shut up' glare his way as he sank back into the couch.
"Bet your sharing skills would come in handy now." Tim laughed to himself, immediately cowering when two sets of angry eyes turn to him.
Slumping back against the couch, Brooke set her face in a pout. "Haley!! Make them stop!"
"Okay. Everybody just…chill. Tim, seeing as how Brooke bought that pizza, and the majority of our food that you inhale, I'd suggest not biting the hand that feeds you. Nathan, if you ever want there to be a reason for Brooke to respect a black scrunchie, I'd keep my comments to myself. Brooke-" she turned to face the brunette who smiled widely after sticking her tongue out at both boys. "Nathan is my husband and no matter where I live or who I live with, he's going to be around."
"Whatever. Just go play house with your little boy toy."
Elbowing Nathan in the side as he rolled his eyes, Haley leaned over to loop her arm around Brooke's neck, pulling their heads together until they're cheek to cheek.
"Awww, Brooke. You know I love you."
"But not as much as him." Brooke pointed, glaring at Nathan whose expression drew curious at how his wife was going to respond to that one.
Looking between the two on the couch, Haley smiled softly. "It's a different kind of love, sweetie."
"You know Brooke," Tim started lowly, breaking the silence that had settled over the group. "If you need some lovin', I'm –"
"Smith, finish that sentence and I will dismember you faster than you can say castration."
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"God, I swear Tim is going to eat us out of house and home." Haley yawned as she rolled up her sleeves and reached into the sink.
Coming up behind his petite wife, Nathan secured his arms around her waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck.
"Hales, leave those dishes for tomorrow. Look at you, you're exhausted."
Unable to help herself, she leaned back into his touch, angling her head further to the left to give Nathan better access as he placed light kisses up and down her neck.
"Mmmm…I can't. I'm off tomorrow from the café, but Brooke has planned this whole, 'Hos over Bros' day with me and Peyton, so I'll be gone all day and they won't get done."
"Haley!" Nathan whined.
"Nathan," Haley turned around, looping her arms around his waist. "I know you and Brooke don't always get along well, but she's my roommate, and my friend, and as much as I love you and love being with you; it's kind of nice to have girlfriends too."
"Haley, you have girlfriends?!" Tim stopped mid stride, staring wide-eyed at the couple. "Who knew Tutor Girl was a freak?!"
"Tim, get out." Nathan and Haley responded; laughing when they heard him scamper back to the living room to tell Brooke the news.
"ANYWAYS, like I was saying, I'm joining in on the festivities of 'girl's day out' tomorrow."
"Fine, then come stay with me tonight." Nathan set his face in determination, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Nathan, you know I'd love to but –"
"Hales!" Nathan ran a hand through his hair, a tell tale sign of his aggravated state.
"Nathan, I'm sorry!" Haley started, bringing his hand up to her mouth, brushing a kiss across his palm. "It's just that, with Lucas busy doing God knows what, I don't want to leave Brooke in the apartment alone."
"Haley, Brooke is a big girl; she can take care of herself. Besides, she lives in Tree Hill, it's like a rule for teenagers to be left alone and unattended."
"Nathan I know, but Brooke's been really…" she trailed off, trying to find the word most appropriate.
"Needy?" he filled in.
Rolling her eyes, she brought her arms from around his waist to wrap around his neck, pulling herself closer.
"Look Hales, all I'm saying is, Brooke didn't stay with you every night when we were…not, us…did she? One night on her own is not going to turn her into some latch key kid."
"Nathan I've stayed with you every other night!" she sighed, feeling her resolve slip a bit.
"Yeah and those are the only nights that I've gotten any decent sleep since you left the first time!" Nathan leaned forward, pressing a hungry kiss to her lips, not waiting for access to push his tongue through her lips, stroking it along hers seductively, willing her to argue with him now.
"Hey Haley Tim said-"Brooke walked in, her face contorting distastefully as she looked on. "Okay, ew. Can we not do that in the same room as the food I eat please?"
"Did you need something Brooke?" Nathan pulled away from Haley breathlessly, glaring at the intruding brunette.
"Yeah, I need bleach to wash that image out of my head." Brooke mumbled, pushing her palms to her eyes.
"Oh Brooke, shut up! You had sex; in our bed!" Haley motioned between her and Nathan.
"I washed the sheets!!" Brooke stomped her foot in protest, throwing up her hands in exasperation.
"Wait you…you did WHAT in our bed?!" Nathan's brow knit together in confusion, shifting his gaze from Brooke to Haley.
"Oh please. So every night you two are here, you're all screwed up in Haley's little bed? I think not." Brooke rolled her eyes, gasping when she took in the sight of the blushing blonde before her.
"Ha! I knew it! Haley you always were fascinated with the roundness of my bed, and there's no possible way Jolly Green Giant here would fit on your bed comfortably." Brooke laughed, eyeing the couple knowingly. "Its okay tutor-wife, what's mine is yours…Tutor Husband, not so much."
"Brooke-"Haley ground out, burying her face further into Nathan's chest. "Did you need something?"
"Oh yeah!" She jumped in excitement, the original idea from earlier coming back to her. "I'm going to stay at P.Sawyer's tonight because she's got new artwork and I want to see if any of it will work for my fashion line. Wanna come?"
"Ummm…" Haley drew out, leaning up to look at Nathan's expectant face.
"Come on Haley! When's the last time we had a slumber party?" Brooke bounced, a mischievous smile playing at her lips.
"Uh, the last time you had sex in our bed?" Haley mocked, causing Nathan to wince with discomfort.
"Actually-"the brunette started, only to be cut off by Nathan.
"Can we not have that conversation again? Thanks." He returned his gaze to Haley, mustering up the best puppy dog eyes possible.
"Actually Brooke, I think I'm going to stay with Nathan tonight." Haley smiled, resting her head back down against Nathan's chest.
"Tutor Girl!! No fair, he used the puppy dog eyes!" she whined, turning to Nathan with a glaring pout.
"Brooke come on, she'll be with you all day tomorrow, let me have her for the night." Nathan compromised, possessively tightening his arms around Haley as Brooke sighed in agreement.
"Why do I feel like a child in the midst of a custody battle?" Haley mused.
Ignoring Haley's comment, Brooke's focus stayed on Nathan. "Fine you can have her tonight, but I want her dressed and at Peyton's at 9 sharp!"
Breaking in, Haley laughed. "Um excuse me? I'm not getting up and going any where at 9 A.M on my day off; sorry."
"Fine. 11, but not a minute after Haley James!"
"Scott." Haley and Nathan both added in, sharing a sweet smile.
"Whatever." Brooke dismissed with a raise of her hand. "Okay, well I'm going to drop Dim off at home and then head to Peyton's. You kid's behave, don't get too rowdy on my bed; those sheets are silk."
Wide-eyed, Haley began pushing Brooke out of the front door, making sure to pull Tim along with her.
"Alrighty then Brooke, see you tomorrow!" Haley exclaimed, shutting the door and securing the lock before turning back to a smirking Nathan.
"What are you smirking at?" she looked at him hesitantly.
"I don't think of you as a child." Nathan spoke up, leering at Haley as he stalked the small distance between them.
"This is good to know…" she laughed, eying him curiously.
"How about I prove to you just how grown up I think you are?" He said, grabbing her and throwing her over his shoulder; smacking lightly at her bottom as she shrieked loudly.
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