Author's Note: Hey, all. I was in a Baley mood for some reason, so I thought that I'd just go ahead and write an update for all you wonderful people out there in fanfiction land. I think I'm going to try to get this up to 30 chapters before I finish. That gives me four chapters to wrap this up and I think that's plenty of time, since it's pretty much already finished. I think the rest of the story should pretty much be fluff and stuff, nothing too dramatic is planned to happen, but I have been known to change my mind rather quickly if I get a good idea. So I wouldn't count my word as that much. Hope you enjoy this chapter and be sure to review, if makes me want to update faster.
...WWHT…
"Karen's gonna have breakfast all ready for us," Haley said as she reentered the living room to find only Brooke sitting on the couch where her sister and Peyton had been resting the last time she had been in the room. "Was it something I said?"
"Nah," Brooke laughed and waved it off. "Come here, Princess."
"Princess?" Haley laughed at the name. Not once since they started dating had Brooke ever called her that. There must be something up. "Since when do you call me Princess? It sounds like you're calling an old, ridiculously old cat."
"Oh, shut up and sit on my lap," Brooke told her, mock glaring at her. She had to be extra sweet, but not so much so that Haley caught on. It wasn't like she was doing anything wrong, but she did promise Haley she wouldn't mess with Peyton and Taylor, so technically she was lying or breaking a promise.
"You're bossy," Haley commented, but moved to oblige her suddenly demanding girlfriend. She walked over to the couch and plopped herself down on Brooke's lap, making sure that she didn't out too much dead weight on top of her. "But I like it when you boss me around."
"Oh, really?" Brooke raised an eyebrow, enjoying Haley's flirting. She was amazed that after all of this time, she still wasn't tired of flirting with her girlfriend. There was just something about Haley, like she would always say something that would throw you off guard. "I didn't know that."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me," Haley told her in a cutest voice, wrapping her arms around Brooke's neck and giving her a winning smile.
"Oh, really?" Brooke questioned, suddenly finding it hard to breath with Haley so close to her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and didn't bother to hide the idiot grin that appeared on her face when she smelled that smell that was so completely Haley.
"Really, really." Haley nodded, an incredibly adore smile plastered on her face. It melted Brooke's heart.
"Like what?" Without giving her a verbal answer, Haley quickly leaned forward and brought her lips crashing down onto Brooke's. Brooke was caught off guard for a moment at the sudden attack, but it didn't take her long to spring into action. She quickly moved her mouth with Haley's slipping her tongue into her girlfriend's mouth to dance with her's.
Her mind was swimming, as she tasted the inside of Haley's mouth. When they pulled apart slightly to catch their breaths for a split second, she licked her lips and could swear she tasted her lip-gloss on Haley. She hadn't gotten a chance to put it on yet, so Haley must have put some on when she was in the shower. Naught girl.
Before she had a chance to ask Haley about it, their lips were brought back together. Haley carefully shifted in her position, not breaking their contact as she brought her leg to the other side of Brooke's body, straddling her. Brooke smiled against Haley's lips, allowing Haley to bite on her bottom lip.
Haley moved up, pushing their bodies closer, positioning herself so she was taller than Brooke, looking down on her. Their lips still attached. Haley didn't know where all over this stuff was coming from. Like last night, she was didn't know what came over her, but all of a sudden, she knew she was ready. Sure, she had always said that she was going to wait until she got married, but she already knew that she and Brooke were going to spend the rest of their lives together.
Brooke laughed on the inside at Haley's actions, trying to figure out when exactly her sweet innocent Tutor Girl had turned into a sex machine and how she hadn't notice. In her head she knew that she shouldn't be doing this, that Haley wanted to wait until she was married, and she might regret doing this, but there was just something in Brooke, something that hadn't been there last night, telling her that she needed this. Brooke quickly shut off her brain, telling herself that if Haley wanted this, she wasn't going to say no again.
Before she knew what she was doing, her hands were traveling down Haley sides, moving down her tights, rubbing them up and down. She could feel Haley smile against her lips at the touch. She threw caution to the wind and brought her hands up, resting them on Haley's ass, pulling her closer to her, deepening the kiss even more.
"Booooooo," chanted a voice from behind, telling them that a show wasn't needed nor wanted. The girls stopping moving, but didn't tear their lips apart, or bother to move their hands. "We leave the room for five minutes…"
"You guys are pathetic," Taylor told them, eyeing their position from the doorway, Peyton standing by her side. The two were both changed into new clothes, their hair not washed, but combed at least. "We'll be in the car when you're ready."
"Don't be too long," Peyton said with a giggle before following the older girl out the front door to wait in the car. Once they were sure the blondes were out of the room, and out of house, both Brooke and Haley bursts into fits of giggles at the same time.
"I'm gonna kill her," Haley mumbled. She sighed, bringing her weight back down on Brooke's lap, slumping against her once she was seated. Brooke laughed softly, looking adoringly at the pout that Haley had placed on her face.
"Which one?" As much as Brooke had been enjoying the very heated make out session they had just gotten themselves into, she knew that nothing was going to come of it. Even when she was lost in Haley's lips, in the back of her head, she remembered that the blondes were just upstairs and would be coming down at any minute.
"Both," Haley mumbled, sliding off Brooke's lap in into a standing position in from of her. "I'll take Tay, you get Peyton. Sound like a plan?"
"I didn't call you Tutor Girl for nothing," Brooke answered with a smile. Haley rolled her eyes and held out her hand for Brooke to take. She made sure that her feet were firmly planted on the ground, knowing that Brooke would probably try to pull her back down on the couch. Brooke took the offered hand and after frowning when she noticed that Haley wasn't budging, she let the other brunette pull her up.
"I'm sorry we didn't get to finish that properly," Haley whispered into Brooke's ear when she pulled her against her. Brooke felt a shiver run down her spine when Haley's breath caressed the sensitive skin on her neck.
"Don't be silly, baby," Brooke told her, pulling back to look into her eyes. She gave her yet another adoring smile when she saw the lip gloss all over Haley's face and how messed up her hair was. She also noted that there was no look that Haley didn't look beautiful wearing. She carefully started wiping it off her face. "It wasn't your fault. I hold Taylor and Peyton solely responsible."
"But still," Haley couldn't help but argue. She knew that Brooke was probably getting frustrated. She could see it in her eyes last night, when she had to stop herself from letting things get carried away. "I wasn't ready before, and now that I am, every time we try, we get interrupted."
"Then I guess we weren't ready to do it yet," Brooke reasoned. She gently reached up and pushed a loose strained off Haley's hair out of her face and behind her ear. She let her hand rest on her cheek for a moment, before leaning forward and pressing her lips to Haley's forehead. "It'll happen when it's supposed to happen."
"Thanks, Tigger." Haley couldn't believe how great Brooke was being about everything. If someone had told her a month ago that she was going to be completely head over heels in love with Brooke Davis, she would have thought they were crazy. It just goes to show, that you never do know what could happen.
"Anything for you, my sweet and adorable Haley," Brooke told her, pulling her into a soft hug. Haley relaxed at the touch and suddenly felt so much more reassured. She always knew that Brooke wasn't going to leave this relationship, and especially not over something like this. They were in this for the long haul. "Let's get out of here."
"I like the sounds of that," Haley agreed, looking around the empty house. Brooke slipped her arm around Haley's waist and they started towards the door. Just as Brooke opened the door and was about to step out, Haley pulled her back for a moment to whisper in her ear. "Oh, by the way; I like it on top."
"What?" Brooke squeaked, completely caught off caught at the commented. Where the hell did that come from? Haley giggled and pulled back.
"Before you asked for an example of what you didn't know about me," Haley explained, a devilish yet still innocent smile on her face. The completely stunned look on Brooke's face was priceless. "I like it on top." Without giving Brooke a chance to reply again, Haley pulled out of her hold and skipped out the door, towards the car.
Brooke stood in the front door, her mouth hung open at what she had just heard. There was just something about that damn Haley James that always seemed to melt her heart. How was it possible to say something like what she had just said, and still look absolutely adorable? If she wasn't turned on before from their early activities, then she sure as hell was now.
She was pulled out of her thoughts by a car horn hooking no more than ten feet in front of her. She jumped at the sound, looking to see that it was coming from the car full of her three favorite girls. She could see the annoyed looks on Taylor and Peyton's faces, and the smile on Haley's. She shook her head and quickly shut the door, running towards the car and jumping into the back seat with her girlfriend.
"Finally," Taylor sighed, turning around in her seat to look at the newly filled backseat of her car. She rolled her eyes at their appearances. It was so obvious that they had just been all over each other. "Are we ready to go now?"
"Yes."
"Let's roll," Peyton suggested from the passenger seat. Taylor didn't waste any time, backing out of the driveway and pulling out into the street. As they drove down the street, both girls in the backseat couldn't keep the smiles off their faces.
...WWHT…
"You can start the party," Taylor announced as the four girls entered the almost completely empty café. Taylor looked around the place in confusion, spotting Karen leaning against the counter, looking bored out of her mind. "We're here."
"I think it's safe to say that we didn't miss the party," Peyton commented, following right behind Taylor, holding the door open for the happy couple to come in as well. Brooke and Haley were too completely wrapped up in each other to realize that the place was dead when they walked in.
"Hi, girls," Karen greeted from behind the counter. She was so glad to see them; she was about to go insane. The only other person in the entire place was an elderly couple that was less than friendly, so she was pretty much left to her own devices until they needed any help.
"Wow, it's packed in here," Brooke commented sarcastically when she finally took the time to stop giggling and teasing Haley. Haley playfully slapped Brooke and mock leered at her. "Ah, baby, come on. There's nothing like a little joke in the morning to get everyone woken up."
"Too bad it wasn't funny," Haley shot back with a smirk, slipping into the stool beside Peyton. Brooke stood back; pretending to be hurt at her girlfriend's such harsh words. She held her hand to her chest and gasped dramatically.
"I hope you know that you just dashed my dreams of becoming a stand up comic," Brooke told her, plopping down on the other side of Haley. Taylor rolled her eyes and sat down beside Peyton.
"Well, at least you still have your life long dream of becoming a pole dancer to fall back on." Haley couldn't help but laugh at the look of pure shock on Brooke's face, and the surprisingly proud one on Taylor's.
"Oh, snap," Peyton laughed, holding her fist up to give Haley props for her comeback. The girls continued to laugh and Taylor and Haley shared a high five as Brooke tried to gather her wits.
"That was low, Tutor Girl," Brooke told her, even though she was slightly proud of Haley for saying that. Haley, Peyton, Taylor and Karen looked at her, knowing that she wasn't really upset about it. "But good shot. Nicely played."
"I learn from the best," Haley told her sweetly. The girls smiled at each other and started sharing kisses and becoming completely engrossed in each other. Peyton and Taylor rolled their eyes, choosing to ignore them and turned to Karen.
"And there they go," Peyton complained, snarling in their direction, though she was only half serious about her anger. She knew that they were in love, and that's what people did when they were in love. Hell, she and Jake were probably like that when they first started going out, but not anymore. Now, they barely saw each other.
"Aw, cheer up, Buttercup," Taylor laughed at her, finding it cute that she was jealous of her best friends. Peyton pouted even more and Taylor laughed, ruffling her hair.
"I miss Jake," Peyton sighed. Truth was, she didn't really miss Jake, she just missed having someone there with her to do that stuff with. And she knew there was something wrong with the fact that she didn't care whether it was with Jake or not.
"Did you get to spend his last night with him?" Karen asked, as she moved towards the coffee pot to see if it was done yet. She smiled when it was, turning the machine off and bringing the pot over to the counter so she could talk and pour at the same time.
"Last night?" Peyton asked, completely confused at what Karen was saying. Jake was going somewhere? That was news to her.
"Yeah," Karen said, carefully pouring four cups of coffee. "He booked all of this week off because he was taking Jenny up to visit his grandparents in Charlotte." Peyton's mouth hung open.
"He what?" she questioned. Before Karen could answer, she shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Forget it, why would he tell me he was going to be gone for the rest of the week? I'm only his girlfriend, after all."
"Not to promote the guy," Taylor interrupted, smiling as Karen handed her the cup of yummy morning goodness. "But haven't you spent the last like four nights with Brooke and Haley?" Peyton nodded. "Did you happen to call him at all to tell him where you'd be staying?"
"Well, I mean, that's different," Peyton tried to argue. She saw the look on Taylor's face and she slumped her shoulders and let out a puff of air. "Shut up."
"Aw, poor Pey Pey," Taylor teased, wrapping an arm around her and bringing her into a sideways hug. Peyton leaned into the hug, but made sure to keep the sour look on her face. She reached over towards Haley, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulled on it slightly, enough to get her attention, but not so much that it really hurt her.
"Ow!" she cried. She brought her hand up to rest on the back of her head and pulled away from Brooke. "What the hell was that about?"
"I told you to stop calling me Pey Pey," the blonde grumbled, avoiding the death glare she was getting from both brunettes. Haley continued to stare at her, her eyes wide and her free hand gesturing rapidly.
"I was macking on Brooke," Haley argued, her voice full of confusion. "How could I have called you that?"
"You passed it on." Peyton pointed to the girl that was beside her, who still had her arm wrapped around her. "It must be a James thing."
"You know what else is a James thing?" Taylor asked, eyeing her little sister with a smirk. "Being incredibly adorable." She gave Peyton a winning smile, showing her just how adorable she could be. Peyton couldn't help but laugh at the expression on her face, and let a smile break through.
"I know something else that runs in the James family," Brooke whispered to Haley, once the two blondes were busy talking to Karen. Haley gave her a pointed look, telling her to drop it.
"Tigger!" she scolded in a hushed whisper. Brooke laughed.
"Oh come on, Hales," she cried, gesturing towards the two with her hand. "Look at them. They are all over each other and they were totally flirting."
"Taylor was comforting her about something, I'm not sure what cause I was distracted by your tongue down my throat," Haley began. "And both Peyton and Taylor flirt with anything that breaths. They're like Paris and Nicole, for God's sake." Brooke bit her tongue, trying to decide whether they should get into this argument here. She glanced over Haley's shoulder to watch the two, to see how they interact with each other. It was so plain as day to Brooke, and she knew that if Haley just looked hard enough, she'd see it to.
"Fine," Brooke agreed with her cheerfully, deciding just to drop it for now. "Your wish is my command." Brooke took Haley's hand, bringing it up to her lips and placing a soft kiss on them. Haley giggled at her antics and smiled fondly at her. "I'll let it be. What's meant to happen, will happen."
"Thank you." Brooke nodded mutely, a plan already starting to form in her head. If she wanted them to get together, she was just going to have to make it happen herself.
This was going to be fun.
...WWHT…
I hope that you guys liked it. I'm still not sure what I'm gonna do with the Taylor /Peyton thing, but I'm leaving it open so I can decide. Either way, I don't think that we'll know until the sequel anyway. I don't know. I have a couple of questions to ask.
Important Question #2: Like I said above in the AN, I'm probably going to have three more chapters, after this one, and then bring it to an end. I'm gonna wait a while to start the sequel and focus on the prequel first. I've got the first chapter of the prequel done, but I was wondering if you guys think I should wait to post that until I'm done this one, or start it now. Tell me what you think.
Don't forget to review. Thanks to all for reading and an advanced thanks for reviewing.