Author's Note: Wow, it's been a while. I didn't realize that it's been so long since I've updated this fic. I'm glad that you are all still liking it, so I hope that you'll continue to review it. I think I know what I want to happen in the next few chapters, but I always change my mind, so you never know. All I can promise is that this is pure Baley and I refuse to break them up so Nathan and Haley can hook up or whatever. Just wanted o make that clear because I've read other fics that change them in the end just because of reviews, but that isn't happening here. Okay, I'm all done now, please enjoy.
...WWHT...
"Are you serious?" Brooke asked, flopping down on the bed beside her girlfriend. Haley was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, while Brooke was lying on her stomach with her arm draped over Haley's belly.
"Why not?"
"Well, for one," Brooke began, moving her head on it's side so she could see Haley's face. "You've never wanted to go to any other parties that one of the players threw."
"And second?" Haley questioned, tearing her gaze off the ceiling to look into Brooke's eyes. Brooke reached up and kissed her lightly on the lips before resting her head on Haley's shoulder and snuggling in closer.
"I don't want you to get hurt," Brooke whispered. Haley raised an eyebrow at her and wrapped an arm around her. She kissed the top of her head.
"Why would I get hurt?"
"Theresa and Tim know about us," Brooke recapped the day. Haley flinched, not wanting to have to think about what had happened earlier that day. She still hadn't heard anything from Luke. "And trust me, those two are the biggest gossiper in the school."
"I'm really trying to picture Tim gossiping," Haley mused, laughing at the image of Tim acting like a woman. Brooke groaned and Haley stopped. "Sorry. Finish what you were saying."
"I'm just saying, if those two know, everyone knows," Brooke explained. She pushed out of Haley's embrace and sat up on the bed. She looked down at Haley and smiled slightly at the view.
"Is that so horrible?" Haley asked. She pushed herself up into a sitting position to face Brooke. "I mean, we already have the reactions of the people we cared about knowing, so it doesn't really matter what they all think."
"I agree," Brooke replied. "I could care less what they think, it's what they're going to say that I'm scared of." Haley's brow scrunched up at her words.
"What do you mean?"
"When I'm walking down the hall holding your hands, I know that people are going to look at us weird, I'm okay with that." Haley nodded, telling her that she understood what she was saying so far.
"Yeah."
"It's when they start to say rude things that I'll start to care." Brooke looked down at her feet. She pulled on the toe of her sock as she waited for Haley to comment on what she had said.
"But you're the almighty Brooke Davis," Haley pointed out with a smirk. That earned her a slap on the arm. "I thought you didn't care what anyone said about you?"
"I don't," Brooke answered in a low voice. She took Haley by the hand and pulled her onto her lap. She warped her arms around Haley's waist and rested her chin on Haley's shoulder. "I don't care what they say about me. But if they even try to mess with my baby, then I'll have to kick their asses."
"That's what you're worried about?" Haley questioned, twisting her head to look at Brooke in the face. "That they'll say something about me?" Brooke nodded. "While that is very sweet, I am a big girl." Brooke smiled and held her tighter, laying a soft kiss on her neck.
"And boy do I know it."
"Tigger," she giggled, trying to pull her head away so Brooke would stop. Brooke finally gave up and stopped her pursuit. Haley laughed at the pout on Brooke's face. "I'm just saying that I'm not a baby..."
"You're my baby," Brooke interrupted again.
"Okay, other than that," Haley corrected herself. "I'm not going to let some stupid things that a jock says bother me." Brooke let out a sigh.
"It's not so much the jocks I'm worried about," Brooke explained. "Most guys have one of two reactions; either 'That's gross' or 'Can I watch?' and the majority of guys at our school are definitely in the later category."
"With the exception of anyone with the last name Scott," Haley muttered bitterly under her breath. Brooke frowned and held her even tighter. "Then they turn it all around and act like they're hurt."
"Well, I can't blame Nathan for being upset," Brooke told her, brushing some hair off of Haley's shoulder. Haley smiled, knowing what Brooke was going to say. "If I ever lost you to someone else, I'd be devastated."
"Well you don't have anything to worry about," Haley assured her. Before Brooke could reply there was a knock at the door.
"Knock, knock," Taylor called, pushing the door open a bit to peek her head through. Haley rolled her eyes and sighed, leaning further into Brooke. "What?" Taylor fully stepped into the room.
"Tay, the whole point of knocking is to wait until the person invites you in," Haley explained. Taylor shook her head, used to her sister always over analyzing things.
"I just did it to give you two time to stop making out," Taylor answered, moving further into the room and sitting down in the computer chair. She spun it around and looked at the computer. "Freaky."
"What?" Haley slowly crawled out of Brooke's lap, much to the other girl's dismay, feeling uncomfortable being that open in front of her big sister. She settled herself comfortably beside Brooke.
"That," Taylor answered, pointing to the screen. "This person's bedroom." Brooke and Haley both nodded, knowing that Peyton's web cam must be on the screen. "Why is there a web cam showing someone's bedroom anyway?"
"It's Peyton's," Brooke answered. "She has this website, Punk & Disorderly, she always has her web cam on."
"Wait," Taylor said, looking back between the two on the bed and bedroom on the computer. "You three don't have some, like, freaky love triangle thing going on, do you? You guys aren't like a threesome, right?"
"Ew, no," Haley exclaimed, making a disgusted face at the thought. It wasn't that Peyton wasn't attractive or anything, it's just that she was one of her best friends and she's just not able to think of one of her friends in more than a friendly way. That's way her and Luke never hooked up and probably why her and Brooke worked out so well, because they were never friends first.
"Cause I could get into that," Taylor added with a laugh. Haley made the most grossed out face she possibly could before throwing her pillow at her. Taylor laughed and dodge it by standing up.
"That's just gross," she whined. Brooke smiled and slipped an arm around her waist. "Please, never say anything like that again. I beg of you."
"Fine, fine," Taylor agreed, holding her hands up in a sign of peace. She picked up the pillow that had been thrown at her and tossed it back at her sister. "I know when I'm not wanted."
"Since when?"
"Ha ha," Taylor responded dryly. "You're a regular stand up, Hay." Haley flashed her one of her famous smiles. "I didn't come up here to be abused."
"Then why did you come up here?"
"Just to let you know that Peyton phoned," Taylor answered, walking towards the door to leave the lovebirds alone. She knew what Haley was going to ask, so she answered before she could. "Call waiting. I was on the phone with mom, when she beeped in. She was just wondering if you guys were going to the party tonight."
"Oh, we don't know yet..."
"I don't care," Taylor cut her off, giving her a smile to let her know that she was kidding. "Just call her back when you decide." She got to the door. "You guys can make out again." With that she was gone.
"You're not gonna end up like that too, are you?"
"God, I hope not," Haley answered, laying her head on Brooke's shoulder. "So, what do you think about the party? You still think we shouldn't go?" Brooke laid her head onto of Haley's, placing a soft kiss in her hair.
"Do you wanna go?"
"Yeah, I do."
"I'll do anything for you, baby," Brooke teased. She laced her fingers through Haley's and held them up. "But if anybody says something, I reserve the right to say 'I told you so' and to kick their ass."
"You got it," Haley laughed. She snuggled into Brooke's arms and they stayed there the rest of the day.
...WWHT...
I know that chapter wasn't very good and nothing exciting happened, but I just wanted to lead up to the next one and I thought that you guys deserved an update, even if it was a bad one. Please, tell me what you think. Thanks.