A/N: This'll be short and my last part for a while.
"Alright, I don't know what's going on here between us, but we've got to figure it out," said Peyton after a while of looking at Brooke stare out the window. She was too busy trying to decide how to explain what she was feeling to hear what Peyton had just said to her. Peyton grabbed a pillow from the bed and tossed it towards Brooke's head. "Wha--HUH?! YESOKAYILOVEYOU!" she yelled out without understanding what had just escaped her lips. Suddenly it hit her and she started to shake her head in disbelief.
Peyton let it slide and pretended to ignore the comment. "Brooke, I said, we have to figure all of this out." She nodded in agreement, "Okay, that's fine with me P. Sawyer." Peyton notioned for her to come sit down on the bed with her. Brooke picked up the pillow from the floor and jumped on the bed and faced Peyton. "We've known each other for a long time..." Peyton started. "Why did you kiss me? In my sleep?" she asked. "Why wait until I was asleep. That's kind of creepy, Brooke. I mean, you're not creepy...it's just that, yeah, okay, not experienced when it comes to this subject," she quickly mumbled.
Brooke couldn't help but laugh over Peyton not being able to address the subject without sounding a bit confused.. "Peyton, shut up and let me talk," she laughed again. "I'm not experienced..." her voice trailed off for a bit before she continued, "Nevermind, that's a lie...but hey, I was drunk!" Brooke mentally slapped herself for that one and started up again. "I'm making myself look bad aren't I? Remind me to keep certain things to myself next time." 'You could never look bad' Peyton thought to herself. 'Even if you were covered in dirt, you'd still be beautiful.'
The blonde smiled at her friend and hit her with a pillow yet again. She didn't exactly know how to act in this kind of situation. "Ouch!" Brooke cried out. "Fiesty one aren't you," she said trying her best to sound sexy as she licked her lips. They made eye contact and Peyton's brain started thinking all on it's own, 'God I want you.' Brooke's couldn't help it either, 'God, I want you...' Peyton looked away before she did something she wasn't sure she was ready to do yet. "BROOKE! Get serious for a moment, please." "Fine," she shrugged making sure to give her a sad smile.
"I've liked you for a while now. I think it started when I first figured out what was going on between you and Lucas." Peyton nodded and told Brooke to go on. She sighed and kept going, "I started getting really jealous...but it wasn't because he chose you over me, or because you were with him. It was because he was WITH you. I thought he would take you away from me for good." She paused for a while and Peyton gave her a quick hug. "So, I started acting like a bitch towards you so that it wouldn't hurt me anymore. But, the truth is that it still hurt..." she finished. "I never meant to hurt you, Brooke..." Peyton said. "I know, things just happen," she replied.
"It's okay now though." Peyton put a hand on Brooke's shoulder and began to talk about what Brooke had just admitted to her. "You know, for a long time...I really liked you too," she said while looking directly at Brooke. "But then, I realized that you could have anyone you wanted. Anyone. So why would you want me? That's when I forgot about it and just started dating Nathan." She was about to continue forward when Brooke cut her off, "WAIT a minute! You mean to tell me that this could've been happening that long ago?" Peyton nodded and Brooke could only manage to say one word, "Wow." She smiled at Peyton, and without debating on whether or not to bring it up, Peyton bluntly asked, "So...what's this about you loving me?" Brooke went red in the face and Peyton couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry, we'll talk about that later..."