-- CHAPTER 9 -- Stubborn --

Andy's house may look like Brookes on the outside, you'd expect something beautiful and breathtaking inside both but, It wasn't this beautiful inside Brookes house. Her house looked simple comparing to his. He had shandeliers, extravagent paintings, beautiful antique furniture, and a glass staircase that led upstairs.. "Wow." She whispered once again. "This is beautiful."

He smiled and shrugged. "Thanks" He was studying her face, and she noticed, but ignored it.

"Um. So are you sure this is okay with your parents?"

"I told you i live here alone. So it shouldn't matter." He was still looking at her.

Did he think she was going to start crying again or something? No, his face was more like... like he liked looking at her. She turned to face him. "What?" She wasn't being rude.

He smiled. "Nothing." He snapped out of it in less than a second. "Want a tour of the house?" He asked.

She smiled and nodded. "Sure."

He led the way into the kitchen. WOW. It was huge like hers, but very nice. Her kitchen was simple. She never thought of getting it fixed up so remarkably beautifull because she was always throwing partys and it would probably get ruined, Besides, she felt no need for fancy stuff. She spent most her time in her room or out of the house anyway. They went into the dining area. There was a huge dinning table in the center. Fit for... allot of people.

"Can i ask you something?" She asked.

"Ask me what?"

"If you live here all alone... why is it your house is made for like... twenty-two people."

He shrugged. "My mom wanted it to be as if id never left, although i don't find the point of that since the whole reason they sent me here was because they..." He trailed off as soon as he realized that he might give away too much.

She smiled expactantly. "Because..." She prompted.

"Because, Because." He smiled.

She frowned. "Can't you just tell me?" She she asked giving him her famous puppy pout face.

He chuckled. "Cant You?" He asked.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Just continue the tour."

He laughed. "Thats what i thought..." He smiled and led the way out of the dinning area. After he showed her a few of the empty rooms downstairs, they moved to the top floor.

All the while Brooke's eyes sparkled with excitement at the fact that the staircase was glass. "So cool." She mummbled. He chuckled. She felt like she was walking through a princesses castle. When they got to the top she nodded in approval. "Nice." Hmm.. it was like an exact repleca of her house's upstairs. "I bet you don't have a black room though."

He laughed. "You're right about that." He led the way to the first door. "But i do have this." He opened the door and let her in first.

"Woah." The walls were covered in glass stands. And on top of each were hats and hats and hats... and hats. "Talk about obsessive." She was amazed at how many hats were in that very room, how the hell did he remember which ones he'd already gotten. maybe he just bought them like crazy. No surprise though, he had many New York hats.

He chuckled. "Hey. Hats are cool." He shugged. "Its not all of them but..." He trailed off. She was looking at him like are you serious? He shrugged. "What did i say about me being a crazy shopper?"

She laughed. "Right." She was impressed. She really liked the fact that he was a crazy shopper, she had never acctually met anyone who collected anything the way she collected clothes. She wore all brand named clothing, but she never acctually wore her own designs. Not because she didn't like them, but she always thought it was a little like she was a show off in a way. Maybe it was stupid to other people, but it made sense to her.

He smiled and walked out, she followed. He led her to the rest of the rooms. They were all empty. "We haven't gotten anything for them yet. I will, but i didn't find a reason why, i mean, i do live alone right?"

She frowned. "Well then what? You're making me stay on the couch?" She asked. Then shrugged. "Alright." She wasn't going to be demanding or anything, he was being nice enough as it was.

"No, you're not sleeping on the couch. You're staying here." He opened the door at the end of the hall. It was obviousley his room. It was a dark blue color. He had even more hats here. Posters of rapers and such too.

"Ooo. Frankie J." She comented.

"I swear im NOT gay." He chuckled. "But his stuff's good."

"Oh yeah." She grinned and he chuckled. She looked around but... no. "Do you like Akon?" She asked.

"His stuff's alright." He shrugged.

"Alright?" She snorted. "He's a musical genius!" She smiled widley. Andy just laughed and shook his head. "You don't think so?" She asked.

"He's Alright." He said again. She frowned, but let it go and continued looking through his room.

He had a bathroom in his room, the door was open and she could see he had allot of colognes... ofcourse. Against the far wall was his huge bed. King size apparently. Hmm. There were nightstands on each side of the bed. Only an alarmclock and a lamp were on each of them, nothing their right was a huge glass window. He went over and close the blinds then turned to look at her. He was studying her face again. She ignored it and walked in further... where was his closet? She peeked inside the bathroom and there was another door inside.

Now she turned to look at him. "I can't stay here."

He looked confused. "And why not?"

"This is your room."

"Yeah, you can stay here. Im staying on the couch."

"Uh, no you're not." She frowned. She wasn't going to kick him out of his own room. "Im not staying then." She thought of the alternative and frowned. "Ill just go home." She started walking out the door.

He grabbed her arm. "Brooke.." Then he let go when she turned to face him. "...Look i know you don't want to tell me why you were all pissy with me Friday, and if you still don't want to tell me you don't have to. But... Im pretty sure it had to do with someone at home. I won't ask about it, if it makes you uncomftrable, but i won't let you go."

She started at him. Is it that obvious? She sighed and took a step back away from him looking away. "You're right... I don't want to talk about it."

"Look, if it makes you feel any better. Ill stay here... with you. But, you're definatly not sleeping on the couch."

She nodded. "Fine."

"Does that bother you?"

She shook her head. "No, i mean not that ill sleep here with you... more that. You're Stubborn... why can't i just sleep on the couch.? jeez." She laughed a little.

He chuckled. "And im stuburn..? Just let it go. Get back in here and im going to go get your bags from the car." He looked back at her when he stepped around her. "Aren't you glad you bought everything you needed. You didn't even know that you'd be staying here. I think its destiny..."

She laughed. "I know, funny how things work out huh?"

He chuckled and walked away.

She smiled and sighed. Then went into his room. Curiosiy was killing her... She stepped into his bathroom and took a peek through the door. "cool" She opened the door wide. It was his closet. Only it was as big as his room, and only half of it was full. The rack that ran up top held his shirts. The next rack down held sweaters and jeans, the next row down was a long shelf with tons of sneakers. "Impressive." And no surprise... hats hung up top. "What is it with him and his hats." She turned and he was there. "Oh" She gasped. "Fuck... You scared me."

He laughed. "Sorry...And like i said hats are cool." He smiled. She walked out of the closet, through the bathroom, and into his room again. Her bags were on his bed. She looked through them and found her new pajamas.

"Yey!" She exclaimed when she pulled them out holding them tightly. He chuckled behind her and sat on the bed. "Ill go change." It was already dark outside. She took a look at the clock. "10:01" She mummbled.

"Time flys when you're having fun" He smiled at her.

She smiled and walked into his bathroom closing the door behind her. When she was dressed she put her hair up into a ponytail and walked out.

"You look nice." He comented.

"Thanks." She twirled and went to sit beside him. "Your turn."

He laughed. "I don't have to go through such extremes."

She nodded and slid up so that she was leaning against the bed frame. "Do you have like a side you have to sleep on?" She asked.

"No, Ill take right though. You're already on the left."

She nodded and got under the covers. "Hmm... these are really soft." She commented. It was really nice how she felt so comftrable in his home. Maybe because they'd spent all day together.

He nodded. "You don't want anything before we go to bed? I mean, you didn't eat anything but breakfast."

"It was a biiiig breakfast." She added.

He laughed. "Suit yourself." He smiled. "Ill be back then." She nodded and layed down completley when he was out of the room. He was nice. She set her head on the pillow and turned on her side. Thinking... Vivian would get a kick out of Brooke not coming home. Good. Can i trust him? She sked her self that over and over again.. she thought about how nice he was being and how obvious it was to him already to guess what bothered her Friday.... and drifted off to sleep.

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