I just decided to speed up the process of Bryle happening. Right now it's just them being secretive about how they feel and all. I was originally gonna have them kiss... but where's the fun in that lol.
This chapter is just a little short but there's alot of context in it. It's just long thoughts of KYle and Brooke, with a little bit of Peyton in there. Just their thoughts, Brokoe's contemplations, and Kyle's determination to not think about her lol.
Also there's surprise at the end!
So watch out for it!
ENJOY AND REVIEW!!!
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Despite Kyle's talents in basketball, there were also alot of things he just wasn't good at. He could try and try but no matter what he could never excel.
For example, drawing. Some of the best painters in the world were male, yet Kyle's drawing ability resembled that of a 6 year old. Then there was spelling. Kyle sucked at spelling. If his name wasn't so short, he probably would have trouble spelling it.
So there were things Kyle just couldn't handle, or didn't mix well in. Awkwardness was one of them. Yess, Kyle was good under pressure, but during awkwardness, he might as well be a statue.
So after the little 'encounter' with Brooke, things were gonna get awkward. The strange thing was that he wanted to kiss her. And it seemed like she wanted to do the same. They would've, if not for that damn bell. The term, 'saved by the bell,' didn't apply to that moment at all. Thought they both wanted it, it didn't happen, and now they were left with awkwardness.
Kyle didn't really like World History, in fact, he detested it. The only benefit that came was the fact that he could fall asleep, which he usually did, but he couldn't fall asleep today. He was too bust staring at Brooke.
Brooke had already been in her seat when the bell rang, and she was as usual, chatting it up with Haley. So very discreetly he slid into his seat, and she never noticed him. Or at least he thought she didn't. When class started, Mr. Ozbeck started with his droan of history, unapealing facts pouring out of his mouth. That was usually Kyle's cue to rest his head, and drift into a peaceful slumber.
It only took a whiff of Brooke's hair to completely lose the tiredness. Strawberries and cream. Her hair looked so silky, he just wanted to reach out and touch it. He would've, if his brain didn't catch up with him.
This wasn't like him, it was strange. Sure, he thought Brooke was pretty, sexy even. But never had her bare shoulder or her tan legs catch his attention as much as it did now. He felt like a boy who just started puberty. He didn't know if this was because they almost kissed, or that he was finally honest with himself. Kyle was pretty sure he felt this way for Brooke for a pretty long time, but when he actually said it in his head, it felt more real, more stronger.
BUt he had no intention of telling her. There was no way he could do that to her. It was too confusing, too decisive. And she was with Lucas, and she was happy. Lucas didn't deserve her, he knew that was true, but Brooke was happy and loved him, so that would just have to be good enough for him.
Ten minutes till the bell rang, a piece of paper flew onto his desk. Startled, Kyle turned around to look to see who threw it. As always, her head in her sketchbook was Peyton. But her usual determined and serious face wasn't there, but she was smirking with her eyes of humor.
Turned back around, Kyle quietly opened the note.
You can stop drooling now
He turned around and gave her a playful glare. He wrote his reply down and threw it back to her.
I wasn't drooling.
and you and Nate win.
Kyle wasn't really planning on telling anybody, but they already accused him of it anyways, so there wasn't really a use of keeping it a secret.
It's about time you admitted it. So what's your first plan of action?
There's not gonna be a plan. I'm not gonna tell her.
What??!?! Kyle, you have to! SHe'll never know who you feel.
Peyt i don't wanna confuse her. SHe's happy with Lucas, and if for some reason they don't work out, then i'll say something, but not now.
Fine. Pussy.
Kyle rolled his eyes at the last remark. Leave it to Peyton to say something snooty.
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It was acutally kind of cute how Kyle didn't think she saw him. And she didn't. But she smelled him. She sensed him.
Originally Brooke decided to avoid Kyle the rest of the day, which worked, until World History, where Kyle sat right behind her. As soon as he entered the room, she felt him near. Call her psychic, but she did. He quickly rushed past her and into his seat, and his Axe cologne filled her nostrils, just like they had earlier today.
Halfway thorugh the class, she felt him staring at her. It was flattering, and Brooke would've giggled, if the room wasn't so quiet. He exhaled, and she felt his breath on her neck. It gave her chills, despite the warmth it gave her.
She didn't know what she was doing. It was pretty wrong, she had a boyfriend, who thought they were perfect. And they were, but her strong feelings for Kyle were taking over all her senses. She was at the point where she couldn't figure out if it was love or simply lust. But if it had been lust, she would've felt like this a long time ago. It did kind of make sense, she would always make jokes about how hot he looked or about his body. SHe didn't think any of it at the time, but now she was reading into everything she ever said to him.
Brooke quietly laughed to herself, she knew Kyle was trying not to stare at her too much. It wasn't really helping on his part, she was wearing a mini skirt today. There was had plenty of guys that have stared at Brooke in the past. It had boosted her confidence, but not as much as Kyle was doing now. She felt his eyes on her, and she remembered those eyes a few hours ago, looking down at her in confusion. Of course he was confused, his friend was about to kiss him.
YOu could say she was screwed. It was going to be awkward for them from now on. She didn't want it to be that way, they would have to talk about it someday. Brooke just didn't knwo when. SHe didn't think she could be alone with him, without wanting to kiss him or be near him somehow.
Brooke could be honest with Kyle about anything and everything. He didn't take her opinions to heart, but when it was on matters of the heart, she wasn't so sure. So she was stuck, and it wans't a nice feelings.
It was times like these she wished he rand Peyton were still friends. Brooke hadn't really thouight about Peyton in awhile. SHe was too busy thinking about someone else. But Brooke really missed Peyton. If she could guess, Peyton would tell her to tell Kyle how she felt. But it was easier said than done. There was the possibilty that he didn't feel the same way, but that wouldn't explain his staring during class. Maybe it was Rachel, who was sitting in front of her, that he was staring at. Great. He was making her guess again. That guy.
Throughout this whole ordeal, Brooke didn't really give much thoght to how Lucas would feel. She knew he was intimidated and jealous of Kyle in the beginning. Kyle pretty much swooped down in all his hotness and got his spot of the team, his friends, and his girlfriend. Well he didn't really get her, but they were close. Brooke kidn of felt bad for Lucas. He had it pretty rough lately. But when they had gotten back together, it was like before. When everything was perfect and everyone was happy. Before Nathan and Haley's second wedding.
Lucas was familiar to her. SHe knew everything about him, well almost. ANd that was their problem. Lucas never completely opened up to her, despite her telling him absolutely everything. That was the first problem in their relationship. Thne came the lies. Some were small, like lying about where he was. And some were big, like when he kissed Peyton, and when he lied about his HCM. Brooke never really knew why she forgave him, but she did. She knew all his little facial expressions, and all the things he liked.
There was a certain similarity to Kyle. She knew everything about him, absolutely everything. There was nothing he ever hid from her. And if he did, she found out not long after. She just wished it was still like that now. Brooke couldn't remember a time where he lied to her really bad, except the time when he broke her earrings and blamed it on Peyton, but that was when they were 14. And eventually he told her the truth and bought her even prettier earrings. Lucas was Broody, Nate was Hotshot, and Haley was Tutormom. Kyle had a nickname, but she never told anybody, afraid of it sounding too misleading. Superman. Kyle was her Superman. He saved her from all evil. And he wouldn't look bad in tights and a cape.
The bottom line was, she loved Lucas, but did she love him enough to stay with him?
And she loved Kyle, but did she love him enough to sacrifice what she had with Lucas?
All she knew at the moment was that she wanted to date Lucas, but she wanted to kiss Kyle.
Bad.
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Kyle breathed a sigh of relief when the bell rang. He strode out the door and straight towards his locker. If he hurried, he would miss Brooke completely, and not have to see her the rest of the day.
Slinging his books over his shoulder, he headed outside. Just had he was turning the corner, he felt a hand grab his sleeve and pull him into the janitor's closet.
His first instincts was to slug whoever had grabbed him, but he felt a delicate hand on his arm, and he knew it was Brooke. That's when the awkwardness kicked in. Brooke Davis had just pulled him into a janitor's closet. Normally this would've been every Tree Hill boy's dream, but to Kyle, it was more than that.
He heard a click and a faint light illuminated throughout the small closet. Brooke's face was dim, and her expression held awkwardness, like she didn't know what she was thinking. They could hear the laughter and conversation of students passing by, glad to get out of school and head over to the mall or somewhere.
"Brooke... uhhh... ummm... yeaa--" Kyle stumbled. He also felt faint nausea coming to him.
"Kyle?" Brooke asked, stepping closer to him.
"Hmmm?" KYle mumbled.
"Shut up," she said quietly before crashing her lips into his. It didn't take long for Kyle to reciprocate. Kissing Brooke felt like the most natural thing in the world, he didn't even have to think. There were so many emotions running through his head. Confusion. Surprised. Happy. Guilt.
Brooke grabbed his shoulder and pulled her to him until they ran into the wall. It was kind of funny actually. They had been to tons of parties together, both been drunk, but they never kissed, until now. Her hands snaked around his neck and his fingers hooked around her belt loop, bringing her closer. Kyle felt like he could go on all day. BUt he knew it had to end sooner or later. He had to know what Brooke was thinking, and up until now, he was clueless as to what was running through her mind.
Her lips left his and trailed kissed all over his neck.
"Brooke wait wait wait," Kyle said catching his breath, "What, what is this? What are we doing?" he asked, gesturing the space between them.
She just looked up at him, with desire clouding her eyes, as she stepped closer to him.
"When i figure it out, i'll let you know," she said huskily as she kissed his jaw and left.
He groaned and leaned agains the door. Most guys would feel accomplishment, having kissed Brooke Davis. But all Kyle felt at the moment was confusion, with a little bit of guilt. He'd only felt this attraction for a mere few hours, and she was already leaving him frustrated, in more ways than one.
ANd it wasn't good. Kyle was supposed to regret it, and a little part of him did. He felt bad because Lucas was her boyfriend. He wouldn't like that if his girlfriend did that to him. ANd Brooke had had it done to her before, so why did she do it?
He would never know, you never really truly know with Brooke.
The feelings of being stuck creeped up on him again. He was stuck in a friendship that he was now questioning. Apart of him knew they could work out as a couple? But would he want to do it? His life suddenly changed in just a few days. Could be handle being with someone, and feeling for them so strongly? With Ally, he loved the girl, but not to the point where she snared his senses, or gave him chills and completely threw him out of his smoothness.
Many girls have tried, but none had accomplished. It turns out the one that could, was the girl that was right in front of him the whole entire time. ANd he didn't even realize it.
Kyle felt stuck, and he had no idea how to get out of it.
It took him awhile to compose himself. He was a little worried now. The look in Brooke's eyes, it was a look he hadn't seen in awhile. It was the wild Brooke. The one side that would go out and party and get drunk, and wake up and next day to do it all over again. The side of Brooke was fun, adventurous, sexy, and daring. BUt it couldn't go on any longer, and he knew that. She could never go back to her old self, that old place. It was over. But that look, had brouight back the excitement of what was once her old life.
Kyle was in pretty deep shit. Brooke was basically cheated on her boyfriend, one that was crazy about her. He felt bad for the guy. And he regretted Lucas having no clue.
BUt he would never ever regret a kiss from Brooke Davis.
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Brooke felt it. SHe felt the sparks, the fire, passion. She felt it all when she was kissing Kyle. SHe knew it was possible that would happen, and boy was she right. Brooke never knew he was that good of a kisser. Now she knew a little bit about what Rachel meant when she said Kyle was good in bed.
SHe felt kinda guilty leaving him in the janitor's closet like that, but she had to get out of there before somebody saw them. It was possible that someone they knew might have seen the, so she had to make a clean break for it.
There were only a few students left in the hallway, so she quickly grabbed her backpack and walked into the sunshine. Lucas probably thought she already left, his car wasn't there.
She pulled out and headed straight to Rachel's house.
It suddenly occurred to her that Lucas was her boyfriend. A stupid mistake to overlook, but it had just hit her. Lucas was her boyfriend, Kyle wasn't her boyfriend, but yet she found herself fantasizing and kissing him. IN her mind it didnt' sound right. But then the words 'cheater' flashed in her brain.
She didn't know if she just forgot, or if she was crazy. But she honestly forgot about Lucas for the minutes she was with Kyle. It was like everytinng had just disappeared, he erased her seneses, to the point where she forgot something as important as who her boyfriend was.
Everything about this situation was wrong. It was so so so wrong. Brooke had only seen these types of things on tv, and she would always point and laugh and say, 'That will never happen to me,' but reality check, it came to bite her in the ass. And it bit back hard.
Five minutes later she was running up to her room, slammed the door shut, threw her bag in the corner, and dug under her mattress for her trusty bottle of vodka. When she first got rid of her habits, she wanted to throw it away, but Brooke had a feeling it would come in handy one of these days. She took a swig, waiting for the effects to kick in. Tears fell down her face, and her eyes looked up to the ceiling, tyring to looks for answers in the white paint.
She didn't regret kissing Kyle, not at all. BUt she was taken. SHe had a boyfriend. Who loved her. And she had turned into Peyton. Not completely, but she kissed naother guy when she was with Lucas. She knew what it was like to be cheated on, and she w ould never wish that on anybody. It sucked.
She took another long swig, and the alcohol burned her throat. Most people would feel horrible. Brooke had deliberately set out to kiss Kyle, which she accomplished. It was heated, it was passionate, and she felt sparks.
You can never deny the sparks. YOu just can't. It's law. If you feel sparks, there's something there. Brooke used to feel sparks with Lucas, but now it was just sweetness and tenderness, puppy love, now that she thought about it.
But Lucas was so in love with her. ANd what did she do? She went around and kissed the guy he was the most imtimidated by.
So basically she had cheated on Lucas.
Most people would feel like a horrible person. Most people would wanna curl up on a ball and stay there for all of eternity. Most people would just wanna roll over and die.
But not Brooke.
Because despite the fact that she did kiss Kyle, she didn't feel bad about it. No guilt krept up on her when she realized what she had done. SHe felt no regret or guilt.
Though she did regret one thing, not kissing him longer.
The only guilt she had was that she didn't do it sooner.