Conflicting Interests

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of Glee and One Tree Hill.

Pairing: Quinn/Rachel (Glee) and Brooke/Haley (One Tree Hill)

Rating: M

Chapter 2

Spin the Bottle

"Come on, Hales! It won't be any fun without you there." Lucas insisted. He was attempting to convince his best friend to go to Nathan's after party. He had been invited by a few of his new friends, but he did not want to leave Haley out. He hated Nathan, but he still wanted to have a fun night. It was his first game as a Tree Hill Raven after all.

Haley laughed a little at this comment. "Oh yeah, making out with gorgeous cheerleaders, drinking, and having fun. It wouldn't be the same without me tagging along. That's not really my thing Lucas. I have a lot of homework that I need to do tonight and—"

"—Haley."

"Yes?" She asked looking up at her best friend.

Lucas looked down at her and smiled. "It's a Friday. You have plenty of time to do your homework."

"No, actually I do not. I have a lot that I need to do, and I have some tests that I need to study for, and—" She paused when she realized that he was giving her a look of disbelief. He obviously did not believe that she had that much homework, and with good reason. She was always ahead of everyone else in her classes, including the teachers on occasion. "—I really hate parties and jerks and I don't wanna go." She looked away from him.

Lucas laughed and wrapped his arm around Haley's shoulders pulling her into his body. "That's what I thought. But, you forget, everyone there won't be jerks. I'm going and I want you there."

"And who says you aren't a jerk?" The tutor teased.

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Brooke downed another cup of alcohol as she watched the people dancing around Nathan's living room. Some people were talking, some were flirting, dancing, and many couples were making out. The occasional couple would whisper something to each other and then smile deviously before rushing up the stairs to have sex. Peyton had said that she was coming, but as of yet, Brooke had not seen her best friend anywhere.

She was alone, and as usual she was lonely. Brooke hated being alone. That was one of the reasons that she slept with so many men, because she always felt alone when she was trapped in a big empty house and hadn't heard from her parents in over a year, so she would take any attention that she could get.

Often that would be attention in favor of sex.

It was not something that she was proud of, but in that moment she felt special and important, and when they called her beautiful she felt beautiful.

Brooke cast her hazel eyes to the front door of the house and watched as Haley and Lucas made their way into the house. Her eyes squinted and she glared in their direction as she noticed that he had his arm around her shoulders and was pulling her body against his own.

"Yeah, they must have something going on. There's no way they are just "friends." She muttered spitefully to herself as she downed her drink and set the cup down on top of the bar. Her heart was racing rapidly, and her body heated up, as she watched the tutor look up into Lucas's eyes as she laughed. The sight caused her stomach to flip and a disgusted look to form on her face. Brooke found that she was jealous, and she couldn't quite pinpoint who she was jealous of.

Initially when she had met Lucas, she had had a crush on the young boy. It was almost impossible not to. He was so sweet and different then all of the other guys that she had dated. 'And he isn't bad on the eyes…'

But, catching Haley checking her out earlier at the game had been extremely interesting. The thought of the innocent tutor looking her over had caused her body to react. Brooke had grown aroused and she had wanted nothing more than to strip naked and sneak into the backseat of Haley's car and pray that she would want to test her sexuality after the game. She later found out that Haley did not have a car and that had ruined her master plan.

Honestly, she was probably just jealous of the entire situation.

Haley had Lucas's attention and Lucas had Haley's attention, and currently she didn't have either of their attention. "I'll just have to change that."

Brooke walked into the center of the living room. She looked around at all of the students, some of them had turned to look at her in order to see what she was doing, but most of them simply assumed that it was Brooke being Brooke. She had a tendency of acting out at parties. "Okay everybody, listen up!" She called out.

Everyone turned to look at her now, including Haley and Lucas which made her grin satisfactorily. "Who wants to play some spin the bottle!?"

Most of the people in the room cheered. All of them drunkenly stumbling toward the center of the room and taking seats in a circle. Brooke cast her eyes across the room to Haley and Lucas who were both looking at each other. She was pushing him and looked to be declining whatever he was asking of her, and he was smiling and pushing her toward the group.

'Thank god for Lucas…' She watched as Haley started to walk away only to be pulled back by Lucas. She was wearing the most adorably shy look on her face as she allowed him to lead the way toward the circle of teenagers that were gathering. Brooke also noticed that a good majority of the kids that were sitting in the circle, she did not recognize.

'Who are those people…?'

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Rachel was sitting in the circle with her friends. She had told herself that she would never drink again, not after being vomited on by Brittany, but she had decided to indulge in a few drinks. She knew that things were not going as planned and it was frustrating for the perfectionist. There was so much that she had planned to do in order to further her career during this trip and now she found herself intoxicated at a party, sitting in a circle preparing to play spin the bottle.

Truthfully, it had not been her boyfriend telling her that they should have fun that had convinced her to enjoy the night. It had been Quinn's words.

She had said that this would be their last trip together and Rachel had not really thought much about it. She knew that she and Quinn had talked about keeping in touch, but she knew that friends often said things like that and lost contact, that was always a possibility. Especially when her schedule started to fill up with schooling and work, and Quinn started taking classes at Yale and working, they would have little time for social lives in general.

This could be one of the last nights that Rachel would spend with Quinn before they went their own separate ways.

Rachel was filled with irrational feelings at this realization. For some reason she found the thought of losing contact with Quinn more devastating than possibly not seeing her boyfriend for an extended period of time. The thought of not seeing Quinn, possibly not speaking with her, made her feel broken and empty. She had spent the duration of her high school years chasing after the blonde cheerleader and trying to get closer to her, now that she had that, she didn't want to lose it.

'Which is completely understandable, but I should be more concerned about losing that with my boyfriend not Quinn…'

Rachel glanced across the circle where she found the beautiful woman. She was sitting Indian style, with her hands crossed over her lap; her hazel eyes were fixated on the diva. Her stare nearly took Rachel's breath away as she caught it.

Quinn flashed her a smile and she melted. 'I will never get over how perfect she is… it's like she is not even from this planet… No, Rachel, you need to focus on your boyfriend. This is one of your last nights with him for some time as well…'

Haley stared down at her hands and waited for the bottle to stop spinning, letting out a sigh of relief when the bottle did not point at her. She did not know half of the people in the circle, and the ones that she did know she didn't want to kiss. At least for the most part. She and Nathan had grown closer while tutoring him and she could not deny that she had started to form romantic feelings toward him.

She watched as Peyton kissed a young man with a Mohawk, before he kissed the man with shaggy blonde hair and rather large lips. Then he spun the bottle. Haley held her breath as she watched it spin and then when it pointed in her direction she let out a soft "Damn it," under her breath. It wasn't that the young man was unattractive, he was actually quite cute. She just did not want to have to kiss anyone. Not this way. Kisses were supposed to be special and romantic.

The blonde boy smiled and started to crawl across the ground, heading to the center of the circle in order to meet Haley. She didn't move. Not at first. Lucas had to nudge her and encourage her to have fun and kiss him, telling her that it is just a game.

"Yeah, yeah." She muttered sarcastically, glaring at her best friend as she crawled to the center of the circle.

He looked down at her nervously, before leaning in and planting a kiss on her cheek. Haley was shocked by this action. It was actually very sweet of the young man to notice that she was nervous about the kiss and not force her into kissing him more so than she was comfortable with. Although, she wouldn't have minded a peck, just to play along with the game.

The blonde boy then proceeded to crawl back across the room with a soft blush on his cheeks. It was adorable.

"Your turn tutor-girl." Brooke said from across the circle, drawing Haley out of her thoughts. She looked up to meet shimmering hazel eyes and a devious dimpled grin and it worried her. It was almost like Brooke had devised some sort of plan. But, as far as she could tell, there was no way to rig this game.

Haley pulled her gaze away from the head cheerleader and reached out for the bottle, flicking her wrist and twisting the bottle. Pulling away from the bottle she sat on her knees and watched it intently with large brown eyes as she waited for it to land on someone. She prayed that it would be Nathan. That was the only person she would be comfortable kissing. 'Or maybe Brooke—no! No! Not Brooke!'

When the bottle came to a stop, Haley burst out into laughter. "Okay, there is no way that I am kissing him!"

"That's the rules." Brooke told her with spite on her tongue as she glared at the boy that the bottle had landed on. She could feel her heart thudding painfully in her chest, threatening to break through her ribs as she watched the way that Haley declined. She was once again irrationally jealous. 'Of course he would get to kiss her… okay that was a strange thought… So I guess I'm more jealous of him? That's weird…'

Haley glanced over to Brooke, shocked to hear her encouraging this insanity. "No, that's gross. He is like my brother, Brooke." 'Why does she want me to kiss Lucas so badly? Doesn't she like him or something?'

"Come on Hales, I'll just give you a friendly kiss. It's no big deal, it's just a game." Lucas reminded her, with a wave of his hand.

Brooke watched as Haley rolled her eyes and let out a disgusted groan before moving toward Lucas. She clenched her fists and tightened her jaw as she watched him lean up and kiss her on the lips. His lips barely even touching hers, Haley even wiped the kiss away afterwards, but Brooke was still insanely jealous.

'At least she said that it was gross… and that he was like her brother…'

Lucas then reached out to spin the bottle, when the bottle stopped he cast his blue eyes in the direction that the bottle was pointing and realized that it was Brooke Davis. They had sort of been flirting with each other for a week now, but his heart would always belong with Peyton. He loved Peyton. Haley knew it, Lucas knew it, the only one who didn't know it was Peyton.

"Mm… now this is what I'm talking about." Brooke stated with a smirk as she crawled across the floor and pressed her lips to Lucas's in a passion-filled kiss.

Haley watched the interaction with a hurt expression on her face. She did not know where the feeling was coming from though. She was definitely not jealous that Lucas had not kissed her that way, that would be disgusting, but she did want to be kissed that way. She glanced over at Nathan and smiled softly as she thought about what it would be like to kiss him.

She was so preoccupied staring at Nathan that she did not realize everyone else was staring at her, not until Nathan's eyes met hers. Suddenly, she could feel everyone staring at her and she turned to look at the bottle, seeing that it was pointing directly at her. 'Oh god… Who spun that bottle…? It couldn't be, oh god, please, please don't be—' When she looked up, her eyes caught hazel and her heart leapt. "Brooke…" She whispered out.

Haley could feel her body start to shake as her heart sped up. She had never kissed a girl before, she had hardly even kissed a guy before, and this was not just any girl. This was Brooke Davis, the head cheerleader, the most popular girl in the school, and the girl who was sort of dating and making out with her best friend. 'Oh yeah, and I may or may not have been checking her out earlier at the game… I don't really know what that was…'

The two women met in the center of the circle and they both looked extremely nervous. Brooke was not usually one to get nervous. She had kissed many men and women before, this was not new territory for her, but in a way it was new territory. Haley was new territory. Everything about her was different than the people she usually went after, everything about her was innocent and untouched, and she was excited and terrified to kiss her. She was also a little worried that Haley would kiss her like she had kissed the other people in the game so far, Brooke wanted more than that.

Haley blushed brightly as Brooke moved even closer to her. Brown eyes flashing from hazel, down to perfect red lips, and back up to hazel. She swallowed hard and simply stared into those eyes. Haley felt mesmerized. She had not felt this way with the blonde haired boy, or Lucas, or any other guy that she had ever kissed for that matter. It was an entirely new feeling. She did not know if she liked it, or if she feared it.

"Haley, we don't have to if you aren't comfortable—"

"—It's in the rules Brooke." Haley muttered with a smile as she leant even closer to Brooke, blushing even more so as she quoted the cheer captain.

Brooke smiled brightly as her eyes landed on the tutor's lips and she closed the gap separating the two of them, pressing her lips to Haley's in a gentle kiss. What started out gentle hastily progressed and turned heated. Brooke moved her lips against the other woman's with fever, groaning out in pleasure when she heard Haley let out a soft whimper of approval. Her body tingled and a wetness and desire formed between her thighs just knowing that she had caused the innocent woman to have such a reaction to her kiss.

Haley moaned out loudly when she felt Brooke run her tongue along her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Blushing brightly, she shocked herself as she parted her lips and allowed Brooke's tongue to enter her mouth and start a dance with her own. It felt so amazing that she never wanted it to end. She attempted to savor the taste of the cheerleader's mouth which consisted primarily of alcohol, she tried to commit to memory how her fingers felt running through her hair and over the back of her neck, how her lips felt, her scent, everything about the kiss. Because, she knew that it was only a game and that everyone was still watching.

'Oh my goodness, everyone is still watching…' Her eyes snapped open and she quickly pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavily as she stared at Brooke's beautiful face.

What she saw took her breath away again and caused her arousal to intensify. Brooke was staring back at her with eyes that were nearly black and full of lust, a pink tint to her pale cheeks, and a swollen saliva-coated bottom lip. She looked so attractive in that moment that if she were not surrounded by a group of their friends and strangers, she did not know what she would do.

This terrified her.

"I-um—I'm sorry Brooke." Haley apologized before rushing back to her seat on the other side of the circle. A blush evident on her cheeks as she hid her face behind her hair. She knew that the others in the room were judging her and that they could tell that she had kissed Brooke differently. It was pretty obvious that she had enjoyed it more. She just did not understand why.

Brooke did not respond to the apology, she simply bit down on her bottom lip and nodded to the bottle, signaling that it was Haley's turn again.

The tutor looked down at the bottle and sighed. She was really starting to regret playing this game. Leaning over she spun the bottle and watched it, waiting to see who it would land on so that she could kiss them and be done. This time when it stopped, it stopped on Nathan. He had been the one that she had wanted to kiss. Now she worried that it would not measure up to the kiss that she had just shared with Brooke.

'It has to measure up though… I mean I have feelings for him… it's more romantic. Whatever just happened with Brooke was just lust and nothing more…'

Haley crawled across the floor and smiled nervously at Nathan, blushing softly as he laughed and pushed her hair away from her eyes. She knew that Lucas was extremely upset watching this and oddly enough she could tell that Brooke was upset too. 'Why does she look like she's ready to strike out and kill Nathan any second?'

Leaning in she pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss. It was gentle and full of tenderness and she loved every second of it. She knew that she could be happy with Nathan, she knew that she cared for him, and despite Lucas hating him, things with Nathan would be far simpler than things with Brooke would be.

Nathan then proceeded to kiss Peyton, and then Peyton was forced to kiss Kurt, a young boy that she did not recognize from their school. She had a feeling that she would have recognized him if she had ever seen him at Tree Hill High.

Kurt's lips curled up at the ends as his blue eyes watched the bottle spin. He was secretly hoping that it would land on Blaine. He loved kissing his boyfriend and he did not really want to kiss anyone else in the room, although there were a few attractive young men at the school, he only wanted to kiss one boy. When the bottle stopped he laughed at the irony and looked over at Blaine who smirked.

"Don't fall in love." He teased, remembering the time that they had all played spin the bottle and he had kissed Rachel while drunk. He could not believe that he had thought that he was straight.

"Rach, I don't want you kissing him." Finn stated possessively, shocking everyone.

"What did you just say to me? Finn, the objective of the game is to first spin the bottle and then kiss whomever it lands upon; I do not have a choice in the matter."

"Yeah, well I don't want you kissin' other dudes Rachel, it's not fair to me."

"He is not a "dude," Finn, he is Kurt." Rachel knit her eyebrows together in confusion as she stared up at her boyfriend. He was really threatened by the young gay man? Out of everyone in the room that she could have been forced to kiss, Kurt was the smallest threat. She knew that Finn was only being more possessive as of late because he was afraid of losing her after high school and he was insecure with himself, but this was ridiculous.

"Fine, whatever, if you wanna kiss him Rachel then kiss him." Finn said.

Rachel stared at him and then looked over to Kurt who was wearing a similar expression on his face; he looked to be just as shocked by his brother's behavior. They both moved to the center of the floor and shared a short kiss. It was not passionate, nor was it heated.

After the kiss, she returned to her seat and spun the bottle. Luckily it landed on her boyfriend, so she did not have to worry about him irrationally growing upset with her for playing a game. 'He was the one that wanted me to come inside, he was the one that wanted to attend this party, and he was the one who told me to have fun… now he is getting angry with me because I am doing all of those things…'

Rachel leant up and kissed Finn and then returned to staring at the bottle, waiting to see who his spin would land on. Her full bottom lip extended in a pout.

When the bottle stopped spinning Rachel looked up through long lashes at who it had landed on and her body heated up in rage. She was angry, jealous, and completely confused about the mix of emotions that coursed through her body. She was angry at Finn for getting jealous about her having to kiss Kurt and then wearing that goofy half-smile when he noticed he got the privilege of kissing Quinn, she was jealous because the two people who she loved the most got to kiss each other, and she was confused because she wanted to kiss Quinn.

'But, of course I got to kiss Kurt…'

Finn crawled toward the blonde and smirked at her. Quinn on the other hand did not look excited in the slightest, she was wearing a disgusted look on her beautiful face and she looked like she might get up and leave the room any moment. Still, she did as she was supposed to and she kissed her ex-boyfriend. Honestly, she did not understand how she had ever thought that she enjoyed kissing him.

'I was in denial…'

Rachel watched the scene unfold with wide brown eyes, her heart racing and her hands shaking as she forced herself to remain seated. She did not want to ruin the evening for everyone else. They were just having fun. That was all. The kiss meant nothing to Quinn or Finn. But, as they pulled away and Finn returned to sit next to her, still wearing that dorky smile she could not handle it any longer. Standing to her feet she clenched her fists at her sides and stormed out of the room.

Everyone who had been playing the game stared around the room at each other. No one knowing what to do or what to say.

Finally, Quinn glanced across the circle at Finn and asked him in an upset monotone voice. "Aren't you going to go after her?"

"Why would I? She's just being Rachel, she's crazy."

Quinn chewed on the insides of her cheeks and her hazel eyes turned into slits as she glared at him. She never understood how he could treat someone as amazing as Rachel like she was nothing. She was one of the most beautiful and talented women in the world and he constantly made her feel unworthy of him. He was nothing.

Standing to her feet, Quinn walked toward him, leaning over to speak close to his face. "Right, she is the crazy one for getting upset with you for kissing your ex-girlfriend, but you aren't the slightest bit irrational for getting angry about her kissing a gay man. I see your logic."

She stared deep into his brown eyes and growled out, "You're an idiot, Finn." Before standing up straight and following Rachel out of the room.

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Authors Note:

Thank you all for reading! You guys are amazing! :) Please do tell me what y'all think of this chapter and if I should continue. Also, if you guys want to see any other romances involving the Tree Hill/Glee characters tell me!

I hope that y'all enjoyed this chapter!

Thank you so very much.

-Tracy Cook