Author's Note: What up, everyone? I hope that you liked the last chapter. It sucks that I just happened to post it right before the site has some kind of spaz attack, but I'm hoping that doesn't happen tonight. Well, I just decided to replace Kate with Taylor because I love Taylor so much. I also thought that were kinda the same anyway, but Kate was a little bit less troublesome and slutty. I think I'm probably going to keep Taylor that way too. I just wanted to warn you so you guys were completely confused when you saw Tay there all of a sudden. I was gonna wait until later to chance it, but I kept writing Taylor instead of Kate, so I just switched them now. I hope that's okay with everyone. I hope you enjoy.
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"Do we have to?" Brooke whined, sending her very best pout in Haley's direction. Peyton and Taylor held up their hands, letting her know that she was on her own with this one. If it were up to them, then they would be on Brooke's side.
"Yes," Haley told her, making sure not to look Brooke directly in her eyes. Haley shook her head and moved further away from Brooke in the booth. Brooke moaned and slid over with her, pushing herself into her side. "Brooke…"
"It's only been two days," Brooke tried to reason with her. She slipped her arm through Haley's and rested her chin on Haley's shoulder so she was looking directly at her face. She had to fight a smile from forming when she saw Haley take a big gulp.
"We need to go to school tomorrow," Haley repeated. She still couldn't believe that she hadn't been to school since Thursday, and even then she and Brooke had bailed early. "We skipped today and Friday, and you dragged me to the beach on Thursday. If we miss anymore then we'll get in trouble."
"No we won't," Brooke told her in a begging voice. "Come on, Hales. You've got to live a little."
"I live plenty," Haley told her in a confident voice. Brooke silently cursed herself for bringing this up. She knew that Haley already had issues with her predictability as it was, she didn't need her adding to it. "We're going."
"Okay, you win," Brooke gave up. She was never really going to get into an argument about this or anything; she just liked to see Haley boss her around. As cute and absolutely adore as nervous and unsure Haley was, demanding and bossy Haley was sexy.
"Thank you." Brooke smiled at her, leaning up to give her a quick peck on the cheek, not wanting all the other people in the restaurant to be uncomfortable. She straightened up and greeted the pair of amused smirks on the blonde's faces.
"What?"
"You are sooo whipped," Peyton told her with a laugh, shaking her head in mock disappointment. Taylor giggled from her position beside Peyton. "Who would have thought that I'd live to see the day when Haley 'I'm just a helpless little virgin' James would have Brooke 'fuck em and dump em' Davis wrapped around her finger."
"I'm not whipped!" Brooke immediately protested, though she didn't really have a problem with it. She didn't care if Haley had her whipped; she just hated it that Peyton had something to tease her about.
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
Haley and Taylor shared a look across the table and rolled their eyes, as the two old best friends continued to bicker. Haley thinking about how cute Brooke looked when she was acting like a baby, and Taylor thinking how hot Peyton looked when she was arguing, even when she was just playing around.
"Babe, could you passed the salt?" Haley suddenly asked, wanting to bring an end to this argument. Brooke reached across the table without giving it a second thought and moved to place it in front of Haley. The other three girls had to hide the smiles at her reaction. Brooke froze right before she put the shaker down, realizing her actions.
"I am whipped."
"Told you," Peyton teased with a victorious grin. Taylor raised an eyebrow at her, and idea popping into her mind.
"Pey, pass the ketchup." Just like Brooke, Peyton didn't even give it a second thought, just grabbed the bottle and placed it in front of the other blonde. As she placed it on the table, Peyton closed her eyes and listened to the laughter around her.
"Shut up," she mumbled, slumping back into her seat and folding her arms across her chest. Brooke shook her head, not believing that she had been so stupid as to fall for it right after she had. "You're whipped too."
"At least I'm getting some though," she teased, flashing a toothy grin at the other cheerleader. This was working out perfectly; not only did she get to mess with Peyton, she got to bring up the Peyton/Taylor thing without making it obvious. Taylor almost choked on the Coke that she was drinking at her words, which earned Brooke a kick in the shin from Haley.
"We'll see about that," Haley hissed her, making sure that Taylor and Peyton didn't hear what she was saying. Brooke gave her a helpless look and shrugged her shoulders, secretly proud of herself. Peyton watched the three of them in confusion, not understanding what the big fuss was.
"So," she began, her eyes wandering over all of them. Taylor wouldn't meet her gaze, Haley was trying to act like nothing was wrong and Brooke was looking at her with a shit eating grin plastered on her face. "What's the plan for the rest of the night?"
"I think we should party," Haley suggested, completely forgetting about the awkwardness that was two seconds ago. She had to admit that the thought of Peyton and Taylor together didn't bother her, she thought it would be too perfect considering that they had kind of formed a little group over the past four days, but she wasn't going to let Brooke push feelings that obviously weren't there and ruin a friendship that could be very beneficial for both girls.
"I think you're partied out," Brooke told her, lovingly running a hand over Haley's hair, causing her girlfriend to close her eyes. "After what happened at Brad's party, I don't think I'll ever let you go to a party again."
"You don't own me," Haley replied in a playful tone. She knew that it was supposed to be bad when your significant other acted all possessive of you, but Haley found it both incredibly sweet and sexy. "I don't see your name on me anywhere."
"It would be if you had agreed to get those matching tattoos like I wanted to," Brooke argued back. Both Taylor and Peyton seemed to be thinking the exact same thing as they started sliding out of the booth at the same time. They didn't have the time to deal with Brooke/Haley flirting.
"We're going to pay the bill," Taylor informed them and without waiting for an answer, they headed over to the cash register where the cute waiter that had been getting off by watching Brooke and Haley the entire night was standing.
"About the tattoos," Haley began a bit nervously. Brooke raised an eyebrow.
"What about that?" Brooke asked, eyeing her in confusion. Was Haley about to say what she thought she was about to say? Brooke wanted to shake her head at her own stupidity for even thinking it. There was no way, was there?
"Well, uh," Haley tried, but soon failing. She knew that she was gonna have to tell her girlfriend eventually, she just didn't think that it would be this soon and in this place, they were a little bit in public. "You see, uh, after we had that talk, I thought about it some more and I kinda went and got it."
"You got 'I heart Brooke Davis' tattooed on your ass?" Brooke exclaimed at Haley's words. She had just been joking around at the time when she said that. Not about the actual sentiment, she was all for the tattoos, she just wasn't serious about literally branding her girlfriend. Haley laughed.
"Well, not that," she corrected. She had forgotten about that suggestion. After Brooke suggested that they get tattoos, they had been throwing out different suggestions as to what to get and that was Brooke's final answer.
"What did you get than?" Brooke was getting too excited. She couldn't believe that Haley had actually gotten a tattoo, one that was supposed to be a symbol of their relationship. She was starting to think that that old saying about great minds thinking alike was true.
"Here, I'll, uh, just show you," Haley suggested. Brooke nodded, watching as Haley turned around and pulled up the back of her shirt to show Brooke where the tattoo was on the small of her back. Brooke couldn't really see it completely so she reached over and pulled down the waist of her jeans slightly to get a better look.
"05/02/04," Brooke read out in a whisper. "February 5, 2004." A huge smile came to Brooke's face, a bigger one then she ever thought possible, as she realized what that was. Haley dropped her shirt and turned back around and gave Brooke a nervous look, not sure how she was gonna react. "The night in the Café."
"Yeah," she whispered back. "That night changed everything, you know? My life pretty much sucked before you walked in the door that night." Brooke's watery smile widened. "I mean, it wasn't exactly smooth sailing right after or anything but…"
"I love you, baby," Brooke interrupted her, leaning over and bringing Haley's lips into a slow, gentle and loving kiss, silently apologizing for everything that happened after that night. She slowly brought her hand up and rested it on Haley's cheek, rubbing small circles with the pad of her thumb as their tongues continued to dance.
"People can see us," Haley pointed out when they pulled apart for air, resting their foreheads together. Brooke laughed and shook her head.
"Let 'em stare," she decided in a flippant tone. There used to be a time where she couldn't even be seen with Haley without worrying about what people were thinking. Now she wouldn't have a problem groping her in front of the entire school when they thought they were in the gym to see the school play. "Besides, everyone in here knew we were together the moment we walking in this joint."
"And how would they know that?"
"Have you seen the way I look at you?" Haley giggled, realizing that she had a good point. That had been one of the things she was worried about when they were still trying to hide their relationship from their friends. They weren't exactly subtle when they were around each other, which was why they never really even pretended to just be friends when they were secretly seeing each other. "I want you bad, baby, and everyone knows it." Haley looked at her in the most loving way possible and gave her another kiss, this time she didn't care if people were watching them.
"I look at you that way too, right?" Haley questioned, wanting to make sure that Brooke knew she felt the same way about her. "People know that I love you? You know that I love you?"
"They know," Brooke assured her, thinking that it was impossible for people not to see how Haley felt by all the adorable things she did when they were around each other. Haley let out a sigh of relief. "Now, let's get out of here and meet the lovebirds outside." Haley rolled her eyes, deciding to let that one slid and grabbed Brooke's hand, pulling them out of the booth.
"I told you my plan would work," Haley bragged as they walked towards the door, ignoring some of the stares they were getting from the other people in the restaurant because they were holding hands. Brooke faked a gasp at her words.
"Your plan?" Brooke questioned, repeating her words as if they were absolutely impossible. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe that I'm the one that suggested we start flirting so Pey and Tay would pay the bill."
"You just keep telling yourself that," Haley laughed, patting her hand twice and shaking her head, smirking to herself for driving her crazy. They continued to walk in silence until Brooke suddenly started hopping slightly in excitement; a small squeal escaping her lips.
"And don't think that I didn't notice that their names totally rhyme," she exclaimed in a voice that matched her actions perfectly. Haley grimaced at the high-pitched voice. "It's totally meant to be. I can see it now; Pey and Tay. How perfect is that?"
"My name rhymes too," Haley pointed out, hoping to put a damper on her girlfriend's excitement. They were starting to get really close to the other girls. They were just on the other side of the door. "Hay and Pey, or even worse Hay and Tay. Does that mean that I'm meant to be with them, too?"
"But no one calls you that," Brooke protested with a frustrated sigh. Why couldn't Haley just let her live in her delusional little world for a little bit? Was that too much too ask? Haley pushed the door open and her and Brooke stepped out into the nice cool air to meet their friends.
"Hey, Tay," Haley greeted in an extra sweet voice. She pulled away from Brooke and wrapped her arms around her sister's waist, snuggling into her side. Taylor laughed, wrapping her arms around her baby sister loosely and smiled down at her adoringly.
"What's up, Hay?" she replied, a bit confused, but not minding the attention at all. There was nothing she loved more than her baby sister, even if she didn't always so it. Haley smiled brightly and mouthed 'I told you so' to Brooke, who just narrowed her eyes at her.
"Whatever," Brooke mumbled, folding her arms over her chest. "Let's just head home, okay?" The other three nodded and they began walking towards the parking lot to where Taylor's car was. Taylor and Haley walked with an arm wrapped around each other's waist and Brooke grabbed Haley's free hand in her own.
"Come on, Pey Pey," Taylor started and Haley giggled as she ducked the hand that whipped out to smack her in the back of the head at the name. "Down be such a loner, join us, will ya?"
"You three are freaks," she commented, but linked her arm through Taylor's anyway. They knew that must look like completely idiots, but none of them cared, they were having a good time and that's all that mattered. Just when they were only a few cars away from Taylor's a small group of girls, only three, came around the corner.
"Taylor James!" one of them exclaimed when she saw them. "We thought that was your car." The two groups meet, Peyton, Taylor, Haley and Brooke not breaking their hold on each other. "What are you doing here?"
"Just grabbed diner," she answered with a smile. She had known these girls since forever, the four of them had been best friends since elementary school and always hung out together, but all of a sudden the prospect of hanging out with them didn't appeal to her. She would much rather hang out with her little sister and her friends. How weird was that.
"Haley-bub, is that you?" one of the girls asked, looking at Haley with wide eyes. Haley nodded her head and gave her smile. She would have waved, but both her hands were in use. "Damn, you got big! And aren't you just a little hottie?"
"She takes after big sister," Taylor replied, causing all the girls to roll their eyes at her. "Hales, do you remember Leanne, Sasha and Julia?"
"Are you kidding?" Haley asked as if it was the stupid question in the world. "You guys used to dress me up all the time when you'd have your little slumber parties and keep me up till all hours in the morning."
"Aw, you were so cute," Sasha gushed at the memories. "We would always stay over there cause we loved playing with you so much. You were always so much cooler than our little sisters."
"Totally," Julia agreed, smiling sweetly at Haley. Even though Brooke knew that nothing was going on and that the other girls weren't interested in Haley like that, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. She tightened her hold on Haley's hand and the action didn't go unnoticed by Haley or Taylor, who decided that she should hurry the conversation up a bit.
"You guys remember Peyton from the other night, right?" Taylor asked, nodding towards the blonde on her left. She wasn't sure if her friends would remember her, since they had all been drinking a bit and she had only been there for a few seconds.
"You're the best friend, right?" Leanne asked, wanting to make sure that she knew who she was. She definitely recognized her, she could never forget someone with hair like that.
"Yeah, she came to tell me about Haley's accident," Taylor nodded. Peyton gave them a small wave and smile. "You guys know Haley, and this is her girlfriend Brooke."
"Whoa, girlfriend?" Julia questioned, completely threw by the word. The three of them had always thought of her as their baby sister too, so they were surprised that Taylor hadn't mentioned it. "As in girlfriend?"
"Yep," Brooke nodded, squeezing Haley's hand again, this time earning her a smile from the other girl. "For about a month now."
"Very cool," Sasha decided with an approving grin. She looked Brooke up and down, and a smile graced her lips. "Quite a catch there too, Hales. She's a hottie, you definitely know how to pick 'em."
"And this conversation just got weird," Taylor decided, patting Haley on the hip twice, signaling that they were about to head out. "So, have fun girls. I'll be sure to call you guys later."
"Sure thing, Tay," Julia nodded. "It was nice meeting you two." Peyton and Brooke nodded and smile politely at them. "And it was a pleasure seeing you all grow'd up, Haley-bub. You'll have to come with Tay next time we all hang out."
"Sure." Leanne winked at Haley before heading towards the restaurant, Sasha patted her on the head like she was a dog, and Julia pinched her cheeks adoringly. They all laughed at the expression on Haley's face before going their separate ways and heading off to where the night took them.
"Look at you," Peyton commented with a laugh as they headed towards the car that was just a few feet away. They unlocked the hold they had on each other and waited outside their doors for Taylor to unlock them. "Aren't you just everyone's baby?"
"Nah," Haley decided, opening the door of the backseat and getting in beside Brooke. "Just Brooke's." They locked eyes, ignoring the gagging noises that Peyton and Taylor were making from the front seat and meet in the middle for a small, but loving kiss.
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Okay, that's the end of chapter 28. That means that there's only 2 more chapters left. I hope you're looking forward to it. Oh, and I was wondering, do you guys have any suggestions about when I should make the sequel take place? It's not going to happen for a while, cause I'm going to do the prequel first, but it still would be nice to know so I can start thinking.
Please review to tell me what you guys thought.
