Chapter Seven-Growing Closer
Peyton looked at the clock and sighed. She was waiting for Nathan to get to her house. It had been two weeks since Haley's funeral. Her and Nathan had been together a lot over the past couple weeks. They decided to hold off on dating unless it was casual. They didn't consider their relationship serious. Tonight Peyton decided she was going to have an end of summer party.
Nathan arrived over and hour late. He was holding a case of beer in one hand and a pink rose in the other hand. "Thanks," Peyton smiled. "You know that pink roses mean friendship right?"
Nathan nodded. "Just ignore the color. It's a rose isn't it?"
Peyton smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Also, you know that Brooke got us a keg right?"
Nathan sighed. "I just can't do anything right can I?"
"You do things right." She laughed. "Well save this, I'm sure someone will drink it." She put it in her dad's fridge. "Hopefully my dad doesn't pick tonight to come home." Nathan looked worried. "I'm kidding! He's gone for another two weeks. I talked to him this morning."
"Have you ever had a party here before?" Nathan asked.
Peyton thought about this for a second. "I don't think so. The parties were usually at your house, or Brooke's."
"Did I hear my name?" Brooke chimed in entering the room with Lucas at her side.
Nathan and Lucas started talking again. Nathan didn't want to admit it but he missed his brother. They weren't back on friendly terms, he just decided against enemies. "You always manage to show up at just the wrong times Brooke."
"What does that mean?" she asked pretending to be hurt.
"I was about to take Peyton's clothes off."
"Ew!" Brooke covered her eyes. "Ew!"
Peyton laughed and grabbed her friend by the arm. "How about some help with that keg?" she suggested.
"Well of course best friend!" she smiled. "I wouldn't miss this for the world. Peyton Sawyer, moody cheerleader throws party of the summer."
"About that," Peyton said turning to her. "I don't know if I'm going to do cheerleading this year."
Brooke's face dropped. "You're kidding right? P. Sawyer, I need you!"
Peyton's face softened. She didn't want to do cheerleading. She was tired of faking something she wasn't. This however meant a lot to Brooke. "Fine," she muttered. "But only if you make sure this night is killer."
"Oh, it's already underway." She smiled taking a drink of the newly tapped keg. "Cheers!"
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"Brooke Davis!" Peyton exclaimed stumbling up the stairs to her bedroom. She had been drinking for almost two hours straight with no sign of Brooke. She opened her door and found her best friend making out with Lucas on the bed. "No!" she cried.
Brooke jumped at the sound of Peyton's voice. "Damn it!" Brooke wined. "Five more minuets mom?"
Peyton rolled her eyes. "Brooke Davis, you promised me a night of fun!"
Brooke jumped up from the bed and told Lucas she would be back. She linked arms with Peyton and walked down the stairs. "Fine, I'll give you twenty minuets of my sweet ass, and then I'm back upstairs with Lucas."
"Fine," Peyton accepted.
"20 minuets of ass huh Brooke? I thought you could go longer than that," Nathan joked coming up behind the two girls.
"Oh, I can." She winked at him. "But my best friend here would get a little tired out."
Nathan blushed. "That's hot."
"I bet you think so," Brooke laughed pulling Peyton away from him. She called a group of people into the kitchen to play a game. "Okay, we're going to play Brooke says."
"What?" Peyton asked laughing. "That's not a game."
"It is now. Whatever I say goes."
"I don't think I like this game," one of the cheerleaders protested.
"Well that's just too bad." She smiled. "Mouth!" she called eyeing him in the back of the circle. "Brooke says, drink two shots of Bacardi 151."
Mouth picked up the Bacardi bottle and poured himself two shots. "I think instead of this whole Brooke says game, it should be Mouth says. Tim, kiss Brooke."
"Oh my God, ew!" Brooke cried. Tim smiled at Brooke and walked closer to her. Lucas stood in the doorway watching. He pressed his lips against hers and Brooke quickly pushed him away. "Enough, Enough!"
"I guess now it's Tim says. Tim says, Nathan, take your shirt off."
Nathan gave Tim a disgusted look. "Are you kidding?" Tim shook his head no. "Man, you're retarded." Nathan said taking his shirt off.
"Nathan says, Brooke, make out with Peyton for 30 seconds."
"Excuse me?" Peyton asked.
Brooke laughed. "Why does everyone always have to make out with me?"
"I just figured, most of us would enjoy that, so why not?" Nathan laughed.
"Didn't you enjoy it enough on dare night?" Peyton asked.
Nathan shook his head. Tim grabbed his camera phone to take a picture. Peyton grabbed Brooke and pulled her into a kiss. "Happy?" she smiled at him when she was done.
"Satisfied." Nathan smiled.
"I guess its Brooke's turn again." Peyton pointed out.
Brooke smiled. "Nathan, take Peyton upstairs." She giggled. She winked at her best friend. "I hope I made your night good enough. Now I'm going back upstairs with Lucas." She smiled. She ended the game.
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Nathan stood next to Peyton in her dad's bedroom. "We don't have to do anything Peyton."
Peyton shrugged. "Brooke says." She smiled shyly. "It's not like we haven't done It before anyway,"
Nathan smiled back at her. He bent down and kissed her. "Peyton, I know we're only doing the casual thing, but I want to be with you."
Peyton nodded and kissed him back. "You can most definitely be with me."
"I mean together. In a serious relationship."
Peyton pulled away. She remembered when Lucas told her that. Then she remembered when Jake did. She was scared to get her heart broken again. This was Nathan, he treated her poorly once. He was changed now, she could tell it would be different so she nodded her head and kissed him again. "Okay," she whispered. "Okay."
