Okay, so it was a kiss on the corner of my mouth. Like it was supposed to be a friend kiss, but missed. Being the cool cucumber I am I immediately jumped off the bed.

"Ah, um.." I mumbled. "We should go, I have you an interview set up soon." Luckily she didn't notice the mini stroke I was having and started panicking on her own.

"What? Where? In this?" She kept rambling but I wasn't really listening. I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her downstairs and out to the car. I could hear her in the background but mostly I just heard my heartbeat pounding in my ears. It took her grabbing for my hand and lacing her fingers with mine to pull me out of the twilight zone. "I really wish you would tell me where I'm going. I need to know don't I? I mean.."

"Hales." I interrupted her.

She stopped and looked at me with big nervous brown eyes and stopped talking. She squeezed my hand tighter and looked out the window, giving me the privacy to catch my breath.

"Don't you trust me?" I teased jerking my hand away and giving her my best offended face.

"Of course I do." She glared at me and grabbed my hand again. "Your hand is mine until I'm less nervous."

Oh geez. I hope my hands aren't sweaty. "You'll love me forever after this. I am awesome, and you'll owe me."

She ran her thumb across my hand nervously. "You've got two out of three already. We'll see about the last part." She mumbled staring out the window.

No more butterflies, mothra was in my stomach now. I tapped on the steering wheel impatiently waiting for the red light, she couldn't see me nervous.

I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the engine. "We're here."

"Blue Jupiter Studios? What is this place?"

"It's new, edgy. And they want to work with you, having you sign new artists, and if you want to..sign you yourself."

"Oh my God Brooke..." Her eyes were as big as golf balls. "Th-thank you!" She gave me a huge hug and got out of the car. When she was walking away I rolled down the window..

"Hey! Tutor girl!"

She turned around yelling back, "Yeah?"

"Good luck, Tiger."

She smiled, "I love your guts Brooke."

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I was sitting on the hood of my car waiting for her when I heard a door slam. There she was smiling the biggest smile I have ever seen, and then she started running at me. Sliding off the hood I opened my arms ready for the impact.

"Oof!" She hit me like a ton of bricks and wrapped me in a surprisingly tight hug.

"Thank you! Thank you Thank you!" She rocked side to side repeating herself a million times. I just laughed and hugged her back.

When she finally let go and the color returned to my face I asked, "Love me forever?" She nodded. "I'm awesome?" she nodded again. "Owe me?" She squealed and nodded again this time jumping up and down.

"Whatever you want!" She said excitedly taking my hands in hers.

Hmm. Anything I want? I bit my lip thinking of the possibilities.

"Brooke?" She said looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I want a song."

"You.. want me to write you a song?"

"Yep." I said getting in the car. "That's it."

"That's it, huh?" She laughed. "Well. Okay."

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"Hell yeah!" Peyton yelled high fiving Haley. We gathered at my apartment for a little celebration and Peyton was all about the drinking tonight, Lucas was here as designated driver.

"Yeah congratz Hales, I'm proud of you." Lucas mumbled in his broody way. I looked at the squinty blond boy and wondered what I was thinking. Then I looked at Haley and my heart muscles tightened, these feelings were more like it.

"Couldn't of done it without Brooke." Haley smiled at me from across the room.

"Careful with the schmiling Haley!" Peyton slurred. "Her heart may stop."

I think I could've melted Peyton's face off with the glare I was giving her. But while I glared, everyone else looked at me.

"Uh..Maybe we should go.." Lucas said pulling Peyton to the door. He looked at me with apologetic eyes. Of course, Peyton must have told him. I will kill her. So hard.

"Bye." I said through grinded teeth.

"Bye." Said a very nervous looking Lucas before shutting the door behind him.

"Uh…Brooke." Haley started to say.

I couldn't look at her. I did the only thing I could, I took off running to my room and buried my face in my pillows. I tried to breathe as little as possible, in hopes that I would suffocate before Haley got to me,

"Brooke..?" I felt her sit next to me on the bed.

Shit.

"Mfhh" I mumbled into the pillow.

Then she laughed. I shot up out of the bed confused and looked at her confused. She was laughing at me? Ugh, I feel sick. I let my head drop into my hands and I groaned.

"Please don't laugh at me." I couldn't handle laughing.

"Brooke." She lifted my chin and looked me in the eyes. "Why didn't you tell me you were gay?"

I sighed. "I didn't want you to freak out. I couldn't lose you tutor girl." I felt a pain in my chest thinking about it. Haley looking at me like a freak. Avoiding me. Crap.. I was tearing up.

She smiled at me, cupping my cheeks. "Brooke Davis." She said sternly.

"Hm?" I mumbled avoiding her eyes.

"Please look at me." Damn her sweet voice and soft hands. I huffed and looked at her.

She was closer than I thought; I mean our noses were almost touching. She brushed the hair out of my face and whispered. "Would it be okay… If I kissed you?"

I bit my lip and rested my forehead to hers. "Yes, please."

That was all she needed, and Haley James closed the space between us. It was perfect. Her lips were so soft, and her kisses were as sweet and gently as she was. I couldn't help myself, I wrapped my arms behind her neck and pulled her closer. She groaned into me and kissed me deeper. I hated myself for it, but pulled away.

"Hales." I breathed.

She rested her forehead against mine, catching her breath. "I know." I smiled and kissed her one more time.

"So..." Haley smiled. "I have a crush on you."