A/N: A couple of you mentioned that you thought Haley was being a bit of a bitch so I wrote this next chapter to help understand why. This is mainly meant to be in Brooke and Peyton's POV but the first part will be in Haley's. Thanks to those that reviewed the last chapter.
In One Tree Hill tradition, I've started to name the chapters from song titles taken from my friend's ipod. She's loving the fact that chapter 2 was named after one of her favourite songs of all time. Hope you enjoy

Inconsolable

Haley's POV

My head is in my hands wondering how this day turned out the way it did. This was meant to be the happiest day of Lucas and Peyton's life. Instead it turned out to be another day of drama in Tree Hill. There always seems to be drama; it would be nice to have at least a month off.

I'm standing in the church dumbfounded as I watch Peyton run out of the church. I'm looking at Brooke for answers but she's not giving me anything. In fact she looks just as shocked as the rest of the guests in the church. I walk over to Lucas and place my hand on his back. All he can manage to do is collapse to the floor and watch the church exit. Karen walks over to him and engulfs him in a hug but he doesn't hug back, he just looks stunned watching the trail that the woman he loves, has left behind.

I look over to Brooke and she's not where she was standing. "Nathan, where's Brooke?" He looked at Lucas, looked at me and whispered, "She ran out the church too." I glanced around the church and thought 'great'.

I can hear the murmurings from everyone in their seats as I shake my head. Andy gets up and addresses the crowd. "Thank you all for coming, it's best that everyone leaves. Feel free to make your way to the reception." He walks to where Karen and Lucas are and whispers something in Karen's ear. She nods and he walks out the church with Lily in tow. I walk over to Skills and ask him to look after Jamie for a while.

It took Nathan, Karen and I a while before we got Lucas to leave the church. He looked so heartbroken and wouldn't speak. I'm not sure what shocked him more, Peyton leaving him at the altar or her declaration of love for Brooke, his ex.

I'm trying to get my head around when all of this could have happened, when it all changed. The two of them have always been close; they came as a package. They are inseparable, apart from when Lucas came between them, but that didn't last long.

We're back at Lucas' and he's just sitting there with an invitation and the rings in his hand. Not sure how he got his hands on the rings as Nathan had them. I've been trying to call both Brooke and Peyton; it's either gone straight to voicemail or just kept ringing. Karen is struggling to get Lucas to do anything; he won't eat, drink or talk that matter.

I walk out of the room and decide to call Brooke again I'm surprised that she's actually answered the phone this time. My tone is abrupt and I don't mean to be but Lucas is hurting and that's all I can think of. I am throwing questions but she's giving me one-worded answers. I can tell she's hiding something but she won't tell me; I don't think she even wanted to tell me that Peyton was home.

I'm not sure how long Lucas was standing there but he heard me say that Peyton was home. He looks at me and I can read his mind. "Lucas, wait, I don't think it's a good idea yet." I call out but he ignores me and walks out the door. He jumps in his car and I speak to Brooke again, "Brooke, Lucas is on his way over to Peyton's." She says she has to go and finishes the call.

I'm trying to decide whether or not I should follow Lucas to Peyton's. They have a lot to sort out and maybe it's not my place. I didn't even know he was eavesdropping on my conversation with Brooke. I wouldn't have told him yet as he needs time to cool down. I feel torn as they are all my friends and I'm not sure what to do.

I walk into the other room and tell Nathan where Lucas has gone. He gives me a kiss and goes after him. I mull over my conversation with Brooke and know that I was too rude over the phone. It then dawns on me, what if Brooke feels the same way about Peyton. 'This can get even more complicated.'


Peyton's POV

I stayed pretty silent the whole journey. We ran off and booked a motel before the flight. I couldn't handle a confrontation with Lucas, especially after the conversation with my dad. I tried to reason with him and explain everything but he didn't understand. I guess he thought I was making irrational decisions and didn't know what I really wanted. I told him that I wanted Brooke, that I've always wanted and never wanted anybody but Brooke. I need her more than anything and I tried to make him see that. I guess he thinks that I'm just going through a phase and that I'm having second thoughts about marriage. I just needed to get out of the house and that's why I ran out. It turns out that it was a good idea and we've avoided Lucas.

Brooke and I are sitting on the bed, head on the headboard, with our hands intertwined. She understands my silence; she always does when I get like this. I have a tendency of closing up at times and I just want to be alone. She gets me in a way that no one else does. She doesn't try to get it out of me; she just sits with me and waits until I'm ready. It's been like that since my mum died and we used to sit in our spot for ages. Sometimes we wouldn't even say a word. I would run off at times just to get away and she would know exactly where I am. I would sometimes joke that she had GPS or some sort of homing device on me.

I'm not sure sometimes that she knows how much it means to me. I guess at times we take each other for granted but no matter what, we always come back to each other; it's always Brooke and I.

I look at her and I just feel the need to kiss her, so I do. It starts off quite soft and tender. At this moment I just want more of her, to feel her. I pull her towards me and she gets the hint by moving closer. My hands wander to her arse and she adjusts herself by sitting on me. Her hands are in my hair as our tongues massage each other's.

It's starts to get really heated and the physical part of me is taking over the mental part of me. My hands go up her shirt and reach her bra. I start to feel nervous. I'm not sure what's come over me but I guess the events of today have taken their toll. My hands start to tremble; she notices the change in me and pulls away. She rests her forehead on mine as our breaths even out.

"We don't have to do anything." She says while caressing my face. I look at her thinking that I love her even more for this. "Can we just sleep?" I ask. She nods her head, gets up and takes my hand. She pulls the covers and we slip in, getting comfortable and warm.

We're lying in bed and she's holding me, stroking my hair. I breathe her in and it gives me comfort. "It will be good to get out of Tree Hill for a while. Do you think we can ever come back?" My question hangs in the air for what seems like eternity. She kisses my forehead before she answers. "I hope so P Sawyer, I really hope so."