Season Three Revised
By: TracyCook
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These character belong to the creator of One Tree Hill.
Couple: Haley/Brooke
Rating: M
Authors Note:
Chapter 9
Admittance and Time
That night after changing into her clothes and being dropped off by Peyton, Haley had found some courage to go after what she wanted, and be a little selfish as she had put it. Sometimes you had to be selfish in life to be truly happy, not to mention if she lead Nathan on, and Brooke lead Lucas on wouldn't it end up hurting the boys more in the end?
Smiling gently she made the first step toward a new beginning crawling into the brunette's bed instead of her own. Brooke only slightly woke up as she felt the bed moved, still half asleep she rolled over and asked sleepily with glossed over hazel eyes. "Wha—Who the—Haley?"
"You said we could share a bed didn't you?" She questioned shyly, but confidently.
Brooke feeling as if it were one of her dreams smirked at the blonde who was now invading her bed and moved closer to her. Her voice deep and husky she seductively said "Mm. Definitely."
Despite her own desires, the blonde didn't want to do anything too sexual until she had talked with Nathan about everything. Possibly not until she talked with Lucas as well, not to mention she wanted the diva to be completely awake when they first did anything sexual. "Just sleep, Brooke."
A pout appeared on the brunette's lips but it was quickly replaced with a beautiful smile, a real smile, as she gently wrapped her arm around Haley's toned stomach.
The contact immediately ignited a warmth throughout her body and a light blush filled her cheeks. The feeling was so different than being in Nathan's stiff embrace, and not only because the way that Brooke's body fit with her, and of course her soft breasts pressing against the side of her body and the sweet scent, it was just different because it was right.
It did not take long for the brunette to fall back into a deep sleep, and sleepy brown eyes wandered over the other woman's beautiful face as a smile sprung to her lips never leaving them. Brooke was definitely one of the most beautiful people in the world. 'This is the start of something new… I just know it. Despite the past…'
Leaning down she pressed her lips lightly against the top of the brunette's forehead smiling against the skin before pulling away and stroking her fingers through the brown locks. "Brooke, I love you." She whispered.
"Mmm." Was the only reply, which elicited soft giggles from Haley's mouth as she started to drift into a very comfortable sleep. It had been the first night she had felt so happy and content in a long time.
Haley was awoken from her peaceful slumber by a loud knocking at the door, it was so abrupt that it scared the blonde singer. Glancing down she realized that Brooke was still happily sleeping in her arms; it was not often that she was the deeper sleeper out of the two. 'It's probably just all of the stress lately.'
Running her fingers through the beautiful woman's hair she watched her closely and smiled softly, she was almost certain she could watch her sleep all morning. 'So beautiful.'
The knocking sound came again, interrupting her train of thought. Not wanting to wake Brooke she moved out from underneath her as slowly as possible before resting the brunette on the bed, she quickly snuggled against a pillow in replace of where Haley's body had been. Running to the door, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she opened it.
What she saw was shocking and woke her up. At the door were two rather large police men and a blonde girl who were all staring at her.
"Hi, can I help you?" Her voice was still deep from just waking up.
"That's one of our shirts." The blonde girl said pointing at Haley.
Glancing down confused she looked over the tank top that she was wearing, it had been laying on her bed with many other articles of clothing and she had thrown it on last night before climbing into bed with Brooke. She had not even looked at it until now and it was all starting to make sense as she recognized the design as Brooke's. 'What the heck?'
"Young Lady, you're under arrest for the possession of stolen property." The police officer said as he walked into the house.
"Whaaat? No, no, no. I just needed something to sleep in. Brooke. Brooooke!" She shouted out loudly in order to wake the beautiful girl, as much as she hadn't wanted to earlier; this needed to be straightened out. She was not about to go to jail, she was a good kid. She did not drink or do drugs, and she got straight A's.
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Brooke is sitting with her arms crossed in the jail cell, her legs crossed, and anger written across her face. Haley sat next to her on the bench in their cell with her legs pulled up to her chest as she was biting at her nails nervously, she could not be there. She did not belong in jail she was too responsible. Peyton seemed the most indifferent as she sat on the other side of Haley seeming pretty alright with the situation.
"I can't believe I got arrested for wearing a stupid tank top." The woman in the middle said annoyed.
The brunette was still very uncertain if the night before had happened or not, she hoped that it was real but when she had awoken she was snuggling her pillow and being yelled at by a very unhappy blonde. "Well, I told you you shoulda done your laundry." She said in a teasing tone as she shrugged her shoulders.
"I got arrested for wearing one of your stupid tank tops, which you stole!" Haley said beyond upset with Brooke for getting her wrapped up in this situation.
Peyton simply laughed as she watched the other girls back and forth banter, it was actually rather amusing the way that the blonde reacted to her best friend.
"Well, sheesh—guess we know who the cell-block tough's gonna be." The brunette said sarcastically and playfully as she leant forward smirking in Peyton's direction, earning some laughter from her best friend. Haley was not nearly as amused as the other two girls in the cell with her. This was not the new start she had been aiming for.
"Brooke! This isn't funny! This is going on my permanent record, on my college transcript, and I am this close to beating your ass right now!" She shouted raising her fingers showing how close she was to hurting the other woman, despite the fact that she never really would.
Peyton, though rather skinny was actually very strong and easily held the feisty girl's arms back. Brooke finding the sight rather sexy, she loved when the blonde was pissed at her, it had been a secret turn on of hers for some time. The singer struggled only to have her arms held in place by the blonde who teased her, "is this really how you want to start your relationship?"
A blush filled her cheeks at the mention of starting a relationship with the brunette diva, despite having figured out it was what she wanted, her and Brooke had not talked about it yet. "Peyton! This is not a joke! God, why can't you two take this seriously?"
Looking over Haley's shoulder green eyes met hazel in a playful stare before Peyton teased. "Can you please kiss her and shut her up already?"
Both girls were shocked by the blonde's openness with the two of them, they had not even been so open with each other as of yet. Even if she was just teasing this certainly worked to shut them up. A devious grin started to spread on the brunette's beautiful lips as that lustful glint shined in her hazel eyes and she caught brown with her own, the blonde tutor knew that something was coming.
Using it to her advantage that the beautiful, yet angry girl, was being held back by her best friend she moved closer. Leaning in she pressed her lips to Haley's quickly, perhaps a bit too hard, but with a lot of passion. Blushing at how awkward she felt in the situation the innocent girl did not kiss back immediately, her lips unmoving as Peyton laughed behind her.
Suddenly Brooke bit down on her bottom lip forcing her to moan out and open her mouth which she took advantage of, skillfully invading her mouth with her sweet and wet tongue running it along her own and making her join in the kiss. Unable to resist such advances she felt herself giving in and her body reacting to the heated kiss, no longer thinking about her responsibilities or where they were.
She could hear the other cell-mates cheering and it was embarrassing, she blushed even more but did not pull away from the kiss. Not until she heard Peyton behind her. "Okay, ew. I was only joking." Brooke still did not put an end to the kiss even though her best friend was obviously disgusted by seeing too much. "Okay! Enough! It was a joke!" Finally the brunette pulled away leaving a very stunned blonde sitting there arms no longer needed to be held back as they fell limp at her sides.
"Woah." Haley mumbled as she stared at the brunette with glazed over brown eyes, she took the kiss as proof that Brooke had remembered the night before and that she too wanted her just as much.
Pulling the much shorter girl away from her best friend Peyton put some distance between the girls. "Okay, before this turns into some creepy jail porn-o, we need to talk about what we are going to do." Snapping back to reality Haley nodded her head, even if it was still a bit dizzy from the kiss. Smiling the taller girl continued, "Okay, look. The police said this won't go on our permanent record as long as we pay them for the clothes then we can leave."
"We should call someone." Pausing she tried to think despite her body aching for more from the brunette, who was still sitting on the bench looking slightly annoyed with her friend for ruining the moment. She had been chasing the girl for so long and now that she had her chance she did not want anyone getting between them. "Like our parents?"
"Mine are in California." Brooke said raising her hand.
"Mine are in an RV somewhere."
"Mine's out to sea, or dead, or vanished."
Sighing loudly Haley walked over to the phone and looked at it for a moment; she was feeling a lot calmer. Maybe it was because of the kiss and because she knew that the brunette remembered the night before and wanted to start something real or maybe it was because she knew this would not be on her permanent record. It was nice to know that her future with Brooke would not be a jobless one. Dialing the phone she put it to her ear as the other girls watched her.
"Collect call please." She said into the phone before looking back at Brooke who has her arms crossed and looks upset.
"Name?" The operator asked.
"Nathan Scott." The other side rang a few times before her husband's answering machine picked up. Letting out a sigh she hung up the phone and started to dial a number that she knew by heart. It was the only other person she knew that she could depend on in this situation, even if she was not quite ready to face him.
"Okay good and Brooke keeps some extra cash under her bed in a drawer. Okay. Thank you." After this the blonde hung up the phone letting out a breath of relief.
The brunette was now hovering over Haley watching her closely. "Great! So Nathans coming." Her voice came off as a bit sarcastic, he was the last person that she wanted to see right now.
"Um yeah, I couldn't get ahold of Nathan. I had to call… Lucas." She said feeling bad for having to go to such measures, if she was not prepared to face her best friend she knew that Brooke had to be far from ready.
The diva watched as the blonde she adored sat down on the bench beside her best friend. Her face filling with anger and worry as she heard who would be coming to get them. 'Okay, that was the last person I wanted to see!' "Haley if he goes in that drawer he'll find the letters!"
Sighing out Haley leant against the brick wall behind the bench lifting her hands. "Brooke, I had no choice. I don't want him to find them any more than you."
Peyton sat up, holding her body up with her elbows as she watched the two girls argue. She could not help but laugh at how childish they were being as she shook her head. It made sense why they were upset; obviously if Lucas found the letters it would put a rift in their relationship. The drama was simply amusing to her. One day people would learn that being straightforward and honest was the best way to avoid all of this. "You guys just need to talk to him."
"That's going to be kinda hard to do if he reads a bunch of letters from me that say I love him!" Hazel eyes were full of worry, and her voice cracked and squeaked as she rushed the words out.
The blonde only laughed more as she watched her best friend freaking out about the Lucas situation. She knew that Brooke was not really angry with her; this was always how she reacted to the love drama in the brunette's life. It actually helped her stay calm about things in a weird way.
Rolling her eyes the singer joined back into the conversation, not understanding the way that Peyton helped out her best friend. She and Lucas were very different. "You know, I thought having a friend who knew and supported us would be helpful. So far I'm not so impressed." Glancing over she glared at the other woman sharing the bench with her who merely shrugged her shoulders.
"It's amusing, what can I say?"
Still scared about Lucas going through her things the brunette said "Not that!"
"Calm down sweetie, there is nothing we can do now but wait." Haley said with a soft smile in the direction of the frantic woman. It was the truth, he was probably already at her house reading through the letters if he'd found them.
Letting out an agitated sigh Brooke's shoulders dropped in disappointment, but the smile that the blonde wore earned one from her as she walked toward the other girls. "You're right." Without asking for any sort of permission the diva sat down on Haley's lap already feeling better as she felt the blonde wrap her arm around her toned stomach. Leaning against her warmth a smile replaced her worrisome frown; it seemed that she could always lift her spirits.
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"Okay girls, let's go." The cop said as she opened the gate to their jail cell in order to release them.
Brooke immediately jumped off of the blonde's lap as they all ran toward the exit, even if they had not been there for all too long, they were all very eager to get out. Haley and Peyton made their ways out first and just as the brunette reached the exit the female cop reached out putting her arm in front of the opening. "Not you Martha Stuart."
"What, why?" She questioned in a very angry shaking tone.
"Kid with the cash only paid for the other two." As she said this she closed the gate.
"Wait!" Brooke screamed out her voice raspy and cracking as she shouted out. 'Of course he wouldn't pay for me! God Lucas can be such an ass! We weren't even fucking dating!' Crossing her arms she let out a loud breath as the other girls in the jail cell walked over to her looking her over. "I already have a girlfriend." She spat at them, which of course did not stop them from looking at her or wanting her.
Despite her anger she felt she probably deserved this treatment for sleeping with Chris Keller and falling for the other boy's best friend. That thought reminded her. 'If he is taking this so badly, he is probably not going to take the 'talk' with him so well.'
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Peyton and Haley made their way out of the police station, the taller blonde's green eyes immediately landing on Lucas while the shorter of the two was busy looking back inside with worried brown. She was currently trying to figure out what the hell was going on with Brooke. She knew that he best friend was very upset about what had happened, but she had never seen him stoop so low. "Well besides when he cheated on Brooke… but I'm kinda glad that happened…' Her mind added selfishly.
"You guys alright?" He asked. The tutor was still preoccupied with looking in the door of the police station; she felt bad leaving the brunette in there all alone. Plus, she felt this need to protect her from the other girls in there.
"Yeah, um, Lucas, did you not pay for Brooke?" Haley asked pointing over her shoulder at the door as she looked up at her best friend very upset. She could not say that hearing about the brunette and Chris Keller had not hurt her too, and she had not had to see it like Lucas, but she still could not believe how he was acting.
"I paid for her; I just had them wait another ten minutes before they let her go." He said laughing and turning to start walking toward his car.
Staring confused she watched as Lucas and Peyton started to walk down the pathway, after a moment she realized that she was not walking with them and hurried to catch up.
"So, you're just screwin with her?" Peyton asked.
"You don't think she's screwed with me? " His voice was shaking in anger as he spoke and his speed increased. "Non-exclusive dating, the costume for the masquerade party, fantasy boy draft misunderstanding. Look I've done everything that she's asked me to do since she got back and what do I get? A front row seat to her and Keller in bed together!"
Haley felt a slight pang of guilt as he mentioned the costume mistake. That had never been in Brooke's intentions after all, she had done that just to be selfish and keep the attention of the brunette on herself. Despite her guilt she also felt a slight amount of pride for going after what she wanted, and now she had her.
"Well." The singer said as she turned to look back toward the building. Of course she wanted to sympathize with her best friend, but she knew a lot that he did not. "Luke! Wait, just stop okay!" She said reaching out holding onto his arm to put a stop to his ranting and storming away.
Lucas turned to look at his friend with a scowl on his face. He did not want to listen to reason; he just wanted to get out of there before the brunette made her way out of the police station.
"It's not like you don't have a right to be upset, but at least wait five minutes and talk to her and then give her a ride home." Haley said in an angry and scolding voice. She couldn't believe how unreasonable he was being. He had hurt Brooke in the past too.
"Can't do it, are you guys coming?" He asked pointing toward his car and further angering his best friend.
She sighed out angrily as she turned to Peyton in hopes that she could help in the situation, considering that she understood a little more than her thick-headed friend. "I gotta be at the studio right now, and I can't wait for her." Brown eyes were full of worry for the woman of her affections.
The taller blonde knew a lot of what was going on between the two of them, and in trying to ease Haley's worries she places a comforting hand on her shoulder and smiles. "It's okay. I'll wait for her. You need to talk to your friend anyhow."
"Okay, thank you." Haley said letting out a breath of relief even though her heart started to race at the thought of talking to Lucas about the situation. Glaring at the young man she walked by him very angrily heading toward the car. Peyton was right, they needed to talk.
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"Don't you think you're being a little hard on Brooke, Luke?" Haley questioned as they headed toward the studio, up until this point the drive had been one in complete silence. Mostly because both best friends were upset with each other.
"No, not really." He replied through a clenched jaw and grit teeth.
Letting out a loud sigh brown eyes glanced over to her friend. She hated seeing him in pain, but she also held little sympathy for him. He had his chance with the brunette and he had lost it. He was the one who ruined her trust in him and now she was having her chance with Brooke and he could very easily be the reason it did not work out.
The blonde cared a lot about what her best friend thought of her and if he hated her because of this it would tear her apart. The scariest part was that at this point she was almost ready to completely risk that in order to be close to the beautiful woman she loved. Last night holding her in her arms she had really understood how perfect it felt to be close to her, and Haley did not want to give that up. Not for Lucas. Nathan was a whole other story; he would be a little harder for her to tell.
Curious as to Haley's sudden loyalties to the cheer captain he asked. "What do you care anyway, you never really liked her."
"That's not true." She said a little too quickly.
"Sure it is. You told me she would be a bad influence on me. That she would hurt me. What happened to those views?" He sneered.
The tutor clenched and unclenched her fists as she tried to keep her heart from pounding so quickly and her anger to a minimal. He was obviously grasping for some pity from her and she was about out of it. "Yes, and you proved to be the one who hurt her Lucas. She gave you everything and you hurt her, not just with Peyton but with Nikki too."
Pausing Haley looked down at her hands making sure to think through her words before just spitting out what she wanted to say. She did not want to hurt him, just knock some sense into him.
"You cannot expect that she has to be with you because you decided you were ready and she was the one for you. There is always that chance that you are not what she wants, you are not the one for her."
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When Brooke arrived at her and Haley's apartment she hastily ran to their room looking underneath the bed. Finding the box she pulled it out and opened it to see all of the letters that she had written to Lucas. When she saw that they were all in the box and had not been touched she let out a soft sigh and smiled a dimpled smile. "Thank god."
The last thing that she needed was him reading the letters and it confusing the situation even more so than it already was. She knew what she wanted, she wanted Haley. She had no clue how they would deal with everyone else yet, she just knew that she loved her and had for some time.
"First things first."
Brooke took the box of letters in her hands and looked over them. Her mind wandering to the past and what she had, she really had loved Lucas. Thoughts of the future flooded her mind shortly after and a soft smile replaced the sadness as she realized how amazing it would be to start fresh with the blonde she loved.
She debated on if she should destroy the letters or keep them knowing that if she ever wanted to fix things between herself and Lucas this would be the only way. Hazel eyes ran along the name, Lucas Scott. Glancing us she looked at Haley's side of the bed and knew it was worth the risk.
Putting the box full of letters in the metal trash bin she grabbed the matches from one of her drawers and lit a few tossing them into the bin. The light from the fire reflecting in her beautiful eyes as they started to tear up. She did not know if they were tears of joy or tears of pain and fear, but she did not mind them. "Now, all that is left is talking to him."
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End Chapter
Authors note: A little bit more Baley fun! Gosh I love this couple so much! As much as Deben. :p I hope that you can see the obvious progression that is happening for the two. And my obvious dedication as I have added two chapters possibly three if I add this one in just one night haha. It is fun to write though. Broke this episode in half to give y'all a taste since I have work and won't be able to finish the next half til much later tonight.
Please review! I haven't gotten many reviews for the last three chapters, though I have from Migs! :P which is awesome of course! I would still love some input from other people. If I don't get many reviews I think I will have to take a break from the story. Haha. Focus on my Sonny With a Chance Fics!
"peace out sucka's" :p
-Tracy Cook
