Brooke finished applying her lip gloss as she heard a knock on the door. "One minute." Brooke spoke. Walking over to the door, Brooke expected to see Chris.
Instead, it was Haley.
Confused, Brooke smiled. "Hey, come on in." She said as she made room for her friend to enter the hotel room.
Haley smiled. "So I hear you and Chris are going on a DATE." Haley said, the smile on her face huge.
Brooke scoffed. "In his dreams. I won a bet. He owes me dinner. That's it."
Haley laughed. "You sound just like him. It's sooo a date.Both of you are in TOTAL denial." Haley plopped herself down on Brooke's king size bed.
Brooke laughed as she sat next to her. "So, totally hypothetical, but if it WERE a date, would you go all jealous girlfriend on me?" Brooke asked, trying not to hit a sore spot. She had really wondered if 'Naley' as everyone put it, would make it through all the drama.
Haley rolled her eyes. "I'm a married girl, Tigger. I don't go 'jealous girlfriend' on anyone unless they're hitting on my husband."
Brooke looked at her, sending Haley a sympathetic smile. "Neither of you are wearing your wedding rings anymore. It's sort of like..crushing everyone's spirits.
If Hales and Nathan can't make true love work, maybe it doesn't exist."
Haley sat up. "Brooke, it exists. Trust me. To this day, whenever I see Nathan I get butterflies. I'm not wearing my wedding ring because I don't deserve to.
And he's not wearing his because he hates me." Haley added the last part, laughing slightly as she stifled back tears.
Brooke patted Haley's arm. "He doesn't hate you, T.G. Trust ME."
The girls were interrupted by a loud, obnoxious pounding on the door. Brooke got up and opened it to see Chris Kellar in all his glory.
He invited himself inside and sat down in a chair near the desk. "Wow, you look like crap." He said to Haley, who was trying to wipe her eyes.
Brooke narrowed her eyes. "You're such an asshole." She said before grabbing her purse. "And THAT'S why I plan to milk you for every damn dime you're worth"
She finished with her dimpled smirk in place.
Chris nodded his head, smiling. "Let's go then." He said as he held out his elbow.
Brooke laughed a little before linking arms with him. "Tutor girl, you gonna be okay?" She asked, having pity on her friend.
Haley rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, Brooke. Go. Have fun." She said, smiling.
Brooke nodded her head. "Lead the way, rockstar."
Walking through the streets of New York city was different than Tree Hill. Brooke looked around, amazed. "Wow, this is amazing." She spoke in a quiet voice.
It was night time, so every building was lit up.
Chris looked at her. "Yeah, it definately is." He stared at her smirking.
Brooke rolled her eyes before playfully slapping his arm. "I meant the buildings."
Chris laughed. "And I meant you."
Brooke laughed along with him. "Please, do those lines actually work? I mean, are girls THAT desperate?" She asked, disbelieving.
Chris nodded his head. "That was NOT a line... yeah,okay, girls DO usually fall for it. But you're not like other girls."
Brooke nodded her head. "You haven't noticed that by now?"
Their conversation was broken when Chris stpped so they stood outside of a tiny Italian restraunt called 'Carmines' (Yes this is a real restraunt in the city. No, I don't own it..but they have really good food.)
Brooke smiled. "It's perfect." She said as she dragged him inside. Once they reached the front, a woman was standing there.
Plastering on a fake smile, she spoke. "Hi, table for how many?"
Brooke looked around the room, counting invisible heads. "Uhh..onnne..twooo..three.." She continued counting under her breath. "Two." She said as if she solved some sort of mystery.
The lady gave her a bitchy snarl. "Look, it's my job to ask that, okay?"
Brooke smiled. "Right, but it's not your job to be a bitch. Now find us a table before I tell your manager how very rude you were being to us." Brooke finished with a smirk.
Chris laughed slightly next to her. This girl was good. It was obvious that there were no available tables, so Brooke had her own idea.
The lady spoke. "I'm sorry, Miss, but there are a bunch of people waiting before you."
Brooke narrowed her eyes, taking a step closer to the podium the woman was standing on. Leaning onto it, Brooke spoke. "Well then, maybe I should just have that little conversation with your manager. I'm pretty sure he'll be able to get us a table..and get rid of the psycho bitch employee who was verbally harrassing me."
The lady clenched her jaw before slowly nodding her head. "Fine. Next time, make a reservation." She said as she gathered two menus."Right this way."
Once they were seated, Chris burst into laughter. Brooke soon joined in with him. "You're good, Davis." He said in between laughs.
Brooke nodded her head. "Oh, I know. Persuasion is only one of my talents." She said, winking.
Chris smiled before raising his glass of water to her. "I think I finally found my match."
Brooke smiled back as she raised her glass to him. "To being friends."
Exactly two hours and twenty six minutes later, Brooke had Chris jammed against the front door of his hotel room. "I want you." She hungrily whispered in between breath taking kisses. Chris nodded his head as he tried to get the keys from his back pocket. "I want you too, but do you wanna have sex in the hotel's hallway?" He asked, trying to gain his composure.
With her body pressed against his, Brooke pretended to think about it before giving him one last kiss. "Hurry up, lover." She spoke huskily into his ear.
Chris felt himself shudder. Since when did THE Chris Kellar get all shaky over a girl? How about since the girl was drop dead sexy and had herself pressed against him. Yeah, that must have been when THAT started happening.
Chris fumbled with the keys, and opened the door. The second he did, he pulled Brooke inside.
Brooke hungrily ripped off his shirt as he worked on hers. Pushing him onto the bed, Brooke stattled him. Kissing him hard on the lips, Chris flipped her over so that he was on top of her. Leaving kisses all over her flat stomach, he heard her moan. That was when he heard it. The knock on the door.
"Go away!" Chris screamed as he kissed Brooke on the lips.
"Chris! It's Haley. Come on, open uuuuppp." She said through the door.
Chris sighed as he rolled off of Brooke. "I'll be right back." He spoke, out of breath.
Brooke nodded her head, still in shock. This was...wow. Chris Kellar was a GOD. In more ways than one. Brooke didn't want to have sex with him because he was hot..which he was, but because she loooved his personality. He was the only person who could actually compete with her for a battle of witts, and possibly even win.
Chris walked to the door, pushing Haley away from his room. "What!" He asked, very agitated.
Brooke laughed inside the hotel room. He wanted her JUST as badly. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation, Brooke put her halter top back on. She walked out of the hotel room and spotted Chris and Haley. Haley looked shocked to say the least.
"Brooke! Hey. I thought you were in your...oh my God. You two were having sex." Haley said, embarrassed that she had interrupted.
Brooke smiled. "No..we were TRYING to ALMOST have sex.Don't worry, tutor girl. I have a feeling that Chris and I will have plenty more chances." She said before leaving him with a kiss on the cheek and a sexy wink. "I'll see you soon, Rockstar." She added seductively as she walked to the elevator.
Chris stood there speechless for the first time in his life. One thing was for sure. This girl was certainly doing a number on him.