Author's Note: Gasp! How random is this update? Are you excited? I hope you are. This ends the infamous night in the Cafe, I hope you aren't too sad. The drama is about to begin! I hope you're ready for it. Enjoy and please tell me what you think.

...OUAT...

"Cupboard," Haley guessed for the third time after looking around the Café for the right answer. This was harder than she thought it would be. It looks like Brooke Davis was a lot more talented than she gave her credit for. Though, this didn't exactly take much talent.

"Nope," Brooke laughed, slapping on a smile of victory when she could see Haley starting to give up. "Wrong again. You're not as smart as people say you are."

"I am too smart," Haley protested. She was determined now to win this stupid little game if it was the last thing she did. Lucas always said she got competitive, but she never believed him. With a stern and determined look on her face, Haley looked around the Café for something that started with a C. "Oh my God! Café!"

"Nope." Haley immediately pouted, feeling like an idiot. Letting out a defeated breath, she rolled her eyes and turned her head towards Brooke, giving her the puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, I give up," Haley admitted, each word leaving a sour taste in her mouth. Haley James never gave up, especially not to someone the likes of Brooke Davis. Maybe there was a first time for everything. "What did you spy with your little eye that starts with a C?"

"A cutie!" Brooke cheered, flashing Haley the goofiest grin she could possibly muster. She knew it was cheating because there was no way that Haley would have ever guessed that, but she most certainly was not above cheating. Haley raised an eyebrow in confusion; staring at Brooke was a blank face.

"What?" Brooke shook her head at how modest the other girl was and smiled at her.

"You, silly," she explained, giving her a gentle poke in the nose for being so dense to her own cuteness. "A cutie. I spy you."

"Aw, so I'm a cutie, eh?" It was too hard to keep the wide grin off of her face at Brooke's words. She still didn't know why it was such a big deal when Brooke called her cute considering she heard it from Karen and Taylor daily. Then again, she didn't exactly have a crush on them, did she?

"And you know it," Brooke teased back. She didn't know what had gotten into her, what was with the constant flirting. Honestly, Brooke didn't know what the hell she was thinking; her head was just going a mile a minute. She didn't have time to think about what she was saying or what it would mean to Haley; she just said what she was feeling. It felt kind of liberating, she had to admit.

The two of them were lying in the middle of the Café, the tables pushed aside. Brooke was lying flat on her back with her arms wrapped around Haley, who was snuggled up into her side, with her arm draped across Brooke's stomach.

If either of them were asked to explain or to retell the events that occurred after that kiss, they couldn't tell you. Everything had been a blur after Brooke had lifted Haley on top of the counter. It was if the sheer passion and pleasure of it all had completely wiped both of their memories clean of it. At least for the time being, as they just laid there in the aftermath.

Both of them were having a hard time explaining what had happened or even working out how they felt about what had happened between them. It was obvious that what they did was going to have huge repercussions, but it didn't seem to matter to either of them at the moment. They were too busy enjoying the present moment to worry about what might happen later on.

Haley kept replaying everything that she could remember over and over again in her head, wanting to feel everything she had felt in those moments. She still couldn't believe how unbelievable it had felt to have Brooke up against her like that, to have her lips and tongue move with her's so well.

As amazing as it had been, she was starting to worry that it probably wasn't such a good idea. Not only did she have her doubts about where Brooke was after the whole thing, but there was also the fact that now she was screwed. Before, she could admire Brooke from afar, imagine what it would be like to kiss her, but now that she actually had kissed her, and Haley wasn't sure if she could ever not kiss her again. It just felt so right. Not to mention the fact that she didn't think there could ever be anyone that could make her feel as amazing as Brooke had made her feel.

Brooke's mind was running a mile a minute as well. She still couldn't believe that she had done that. Sure, she had thought about it the whole night, but she really couldn't believe that she had had it in her to actually do it. It was one thing to think about it, a completely different thing to actually kiss Haley.

She could remember feeling scared the moment her lips made contact with Haley. On one hand, even just that first second of their kiss blew Brooke's mind, even before Haley even started kissing her back. Those ten seconds it took for Haley to get with the program and start kissing her back were the longest ten seconds of her life. If Haley hadn't kissed her back, instead pushed her away in disgust, she honestly didn't know what the hell she would have done.

Not wanting to think about that, Brooke pushed those what ifs out of her head and focused on what did happen, what was going on now. She may not be able to remember exactly what had happened, but she knew that it was the single best kiss of her entire life. Those five or so minutes were enough to ensure that Brooke died happy.

"What are you thinking about?" Haley asked tentatively, breaking Brooke from both her happy and not so happy thoughts. Haley looked up at her, not sure what her answer would be and if she would like it or not. She knew she was probably just setting herself up for huge heartache, but she needed to know where they stood before she started to stress over who was supposed to pay for dates.

"I don't know," Brooke lied, figuring that it probably wasn't a very good idea to let Haley in on what she was thinking. She didn't want to scare the poor girl to death. Besides, she was pretty sure that Haley was having the same doubts, if not worse ones than her's. "Nothing, really. Just trying to remember what exactly happened before."

"You too, huh?" Haley had never been so relieved in her entire life. She thought that she was some kind of spaz or something, not remembering everything that had just gone down no more than fifteen minutes ago. She felt so much better knowing that she wasn't alone in her cluelessness.

"Yeah," Brooke sighed, though Haley couldn't tell if it was one of disappointment or not. She honestly didn't even know what she wanted Brooke to be either. "It's like, one minute we're arguing, then we're making out and then it's like everything after that is just blank, like I went into autopilot. I lifted you up on the counter and then we're cuddling on the floor."

"I know, I don't know what happened," Haley agreed, though she wasn't as worried about it as she had been before now that she knew that Brooke was having the same problem as she was. She couldn't help the silly grin that she had plastered on her face as she snuggled into Brooke's side even more, laying her head on her chest, just soaking in the moment.

"Me neither," Brooke mused, absently bringing her hand up and gently running her hands through Haley's now dry hair. "And when you were screaming at me, I don't know what come over me, either. It was like I just couldn't control myself or something, you just looked so freaking hot and all of a sudden, I just had to have you against. It was crazy."

"I guess you just couldn't resist my wily Haley charms," Haley suggested lightly, letting out a giggle when she remembered that she had been anything but charming when Brooke had kissed her. But apparently she looked hot when she was screaming and pissed off, so she'd have to remember that. She tilted her head up to see the look on Brooke's face. She giggled again. "I know what you mean, though. There was something, I don't know, it was almost…"

"Electric," Brooke finished for her, drifting off as she thought about how amazing it had felt to kiss Haley. "It's so weird, I don't remember what happened, but I can still feel exactly how it felt. Whatever it was that we felt, whatever went through us, I can still feel it, you know?"

"Oh yeah," Haley readily agreed, closing her eyes as she felt that same pleasure wrap itself around her and almost consume her, bringing her back to that moment when they first kissed. "I thought it was just me."

"Not at all," Brooke assured her with a shake of her head. "I have no idea what it was, but it was really powerful, and it felt…"

"Amazing," Haley supplied without thinking about it. The moment the word was out of her lips she regretted it, afraid that wasn't the word Brooke was looking for. She shut her eyes tightly for a moment before finally working up the courage, and she glanced up at Brooke imploringly. "I mean, it, it was amazing, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, baby," Brooke told her softly, pausing her hand in mid stroke and gently bringing Haley's head up so she could place a soft kiss on her forehead. She closed her eyes tight as she kissed her, trying her best to ignore what she had just called Haley. She couldn't be doing that, even if it did feel like the most natural thing in the world. "It was."

That was all the answer Haley needed as she breathed a huge sigh if relief, glad that Brooke once again felt the same way as her, that it wasn't just her inexperience that made it feel so special. She had convinced herself when they were making out that Brooke was only doing it to shut her up, it hadn't meant anything to the other girl, she didn't feel the way Haley felt.

Even after all that convincing she had done, though, she was still beyond relieved when Brooke said she felt the same way. She couldn't even begin to describe how utterly amazing she had felt just lying there in Brooke's arms, completely safe from not only the huge storm outside, but everything that scared Haley, all her fears and doubts about herself. None of that seemed to exist when she was in Brooke's arms. It kinda felt like home almost, as cheesy as it sounded, it just felt right somehow.

The closest she had ever felt to that feeling was when Taylor would hold her when she cried, when her big sister would make everything okay. She had always thought that there was nothing that her big sister couldn't possibly fix, and Haley got the feeling that one day soon she could see herself feeling that same way about Brooke. But even the safety she felt in Taylor's arms couldn't compare to how safe and just plain wonderful she felt being in Brooke's arms.

That kiss and just lying there with Brooke, just simply being there with her, knowing that she felt the same way were the best feelings she had ever experienced in her life. And she couldn't even begin to image never doing either of those things again. It was like they, she thought with a smirk; once you go Brooke, you never go back.

"So what happens now?" Haley wanted more than anything to take those words back because no matter what Brooke had felt she knew that whatever Brooke was about to say wasn't going to be something that she wanted to hear. Anything that she did want to hear she would never get from Brooke's mouth. She honestly didn't even know what she wanted to hear. Did she really want to start a relationship with Brooke Davis? She couldn't even begin to name all the number of problems that would cause in her already lame life. But the truth of it was, yeah, she did want a relationship with Brooke Davis and she was cursing herself for setting herself up for that disappointment. At least if she hadn't have asked, she could still pretend.

Brooke felt the words cut through her like a knife. Despite what she was going to say, she knew exactly what was going to happen. As much as she wished that it could be different, she knew how it had to be. She would give anything to be able to do all of this again, to be with Haley the way she deserved to be with, but that was just something she couldn't give the other girl. They just wouldn't work out.

"I don't know, Tutor Girl," Brooke whispered, not noticing the wince from Haley at the name she had gone back to after calling her baby. It suddenly felt so much colder to Haley than it ever had before. That was really all the answer Haley needed to know where they were going to be tomorrow. Right back to the way they were. "I don't know."

But that was a lie, they both knew. And it sucked.

...OUAT…

"What the hell…" Brooke mumbled as she began to come to. The first thing that she felt was the agonizing pain that was shooting up her back and how much her neck was killing her. Letting out a small groan, she attempted to sit up and realized that she was on the floor. The moment she realized she was on the floor, everything came rushing back to her.

Keeping her eyes shut for a moment longer, Brooke finally opened them and looked around. Her eyes immediately fell on Haley's sleeping face as she snored into her chest, one arm draped over her stomach still and the other one in her mouth as Brooke noticed she was sucking her thumb.

Brooke's heart broke into a million pieces.

Carefully reaching over, she brushed a few strains off of Haley's forehead and pressed her lips against the skin there for a moment, tightly closing her eyes to stop the tears from falling. This was probably one of the hardest things she's ever had to do. She let herself relish the moment for a couple seconds longer before forcing herself to pull back.

Gulping passed the lump in her throat; Brooke carefully untangled herself from Haley's arms and stood up, looming over her. She couldn't help but notice that Haley had never looked as beautiful as she did laying there in the sunlight. She took everything in her to stop herself from dropping back down to the floor and snuggling in with Haley again. She couldn't do that, not to Haley and not to herself.

Turning away before she lost her nerve, Brooke quickly shuffled over to the table and grabbed her purse, pulling out her car keys as soon as she got there. With a quick glance around the Café to make sure that she had everything of her's, she took a couple steps towards the door before stopping.

After a moment of silently debating with herself, she finally relented and quickly walked over to the counter, pressed the eject button on the CD player and grabbed the CD that appear. Looking at the label on it that read; Old School Jams, she smiled slightly and slipped in into her purse before quietly leaving the café and stepping into the sun.

The irony of the situation wasn't lost on her. The thunderstorm had passed the night before, but she had no doubt that another one was on its way. Except this time, it was going to be a whole lot worse.

…OUAT…

"Oh my God," was the first thing that Haley heard as she started to wake up. She usually wasn't a morning person and it took her a couple of moments to get everything together before she could even form a coherent thought. It took a moment for her to piece together what the hell was going on before she opened her eyes.

"Karen?" she grumbled, trying to figure out why Karen was waking her up at the crack of dawn, on a Saturday no less. It would have been weird enough if it had been Taylor, considering her sister is never up before noon on the weekend, but she couldn't figure out why Karen was even at her house. "What the hell?"

"Oh, Haley," the older woman sighed, dropping her purse on the nearest table and bending down and kneeling in front of Haley. "I'm so sorry, sweetie. I can't believe you were stuck here all night."

"Huh?" was the only thing that Haley could say. She swallowed in hopes of getting the nasty morning taste out of her mouth before attempting to roll over to face Karen. The moment she began to move, her body screamed in pain. "Uhhhh," she moaned with a pout. Suddenly, she remembered exactly were she was and exactly what had happened the night before. She could also see that Brooke was nowhere in sight. She let out a snort of pain; she didn't even know why she was surprised.

"Here," Karen quickly said, moving into action and helping the poor girl get into a proper sitting position. She watched her groan as her sore muscles were forced into action and she felt terrible. She knew she shouldn't have left early last night. "Is that better?"

"A little bit," Haley mumbled, her mind still on Brooke's absence. She knew when she went to sleep the night before that things weren't going to be the way she wanted them to between her and Brooke, but for some reason, she hadn't said goodbye before she had gone to sleep. She just assumed that Brooke would have at least had the decency to stay till she woke up, given the fact that she supposedly had the same feelings as Haley did. Again, she shouldn't have been surprised. "What time is it?"

"Almost seven," Karen told her with a kind smile, laughing lightly at how cute Haley looked with her hair all disheveled. Not being about to resist, she reached out and attempted to smooth down some of her hair for her. "I'm so sorry that you got stuck here all night, sweetie. You have no idea how bad I felt all night. I couldn't sleep, I was so worried about you."

"Oh, Karen, it's okay," Haley tried to assure her. Truth was, she wasn't sure how she felt about what happened last night. On one hand, it was probably the best feeling that she had ever felt in her entire life and she wasn't sure if she would give that up for all of the pain that was undoubtedly going to ensue. "I told you to leave."

"Still, I was so worried," Karen repeated with a sad smile. "Come on, what do you say to a some coffee?"

"I say 'I love you, Karen,'" Haley told her with a smirk, amazed at how much better a simple smile from Karen can make her. She couldn't even begin to imagine her mother ever having the ability to make her feel good like that. "And also, I would say 'thank you' as well." Karen laughed and took a hold of Haley's hand, helping her to her feet and over to the counter.

"There wasn't any trouble last night?" Karen asked over her shoulder as she started the coffee up. Once everything was starting, she turned back around to face Haley.

"No, not really," Haley answered absently, her eyes glued to the empty CD player that was sitting on the counter. The top was open and the CD that Peyton had made her, the one that they had been listening to all night was missing. Karen looked at the CD player in confusion, not sure what Haley's problem was.

"Hales?"

"What?" Haley shook her head to clear her thoughts and looked at Karen, attempting an innocent smile, acting as if nothing had just happened. She racked her brain for a moment to remember what Karen had asked her. "Oh, no, no trouble at all."

"You must have been bored out of your mind," Karen laughed, knowing how easy it was for both James girls to get bored. "I was going to call your cell to see if you had remembered to leave it on, but I forgot that I had given Lucas my cell for the game, and the phone lines were down."

"That's okay, Kare," Haley laughed, happy that Karen hadn't called last night after all. It was hard enough to keep her feelings hidden when she was talking to Taylor. It wasn't like she was just going to blurt it out or anything, but just knowing she was having those thoughts about Brooke was embarrassing her enough. "Tay called and we talked for a bit. She begged me to let her come over."

"Aw, that girl would do anything for you," Karen stated fondly, knowing the words to be true. She couldn't remember ever seeing two sisters as close as Haley and Taylor were. She thought it was adorable. "I think it's sweet."

"Please," Haley laughed, even though she knew it was true. "She only asked to come because she was bored and there was nothing else to do. You know how she gets."

"Just like you?" Haley stuck her tongue out at Karen and the laughed. "Well, I'm sure part of it was because she didn't like the idea of you being here all alone all night. I know I thought about going out into the storm anyway, just to make sure you were okay."

"I was fine, don't worry," Haley assured her, leaning on her hand to attempt to cover the smirk that she could feel forming on her lips. Boy, was she fine. "It was actually kind of fun."

"Really, being here by yourself?" Karen turned around to get the mugs and everything they would need for the coffee before Haley had a chance to answer her question. "I would have been bored, so I can't imagine what you must have done."

"Well, I um, I wasn't alone so much," Haley admitted, sheepishly. She wasn't sure if she should even tell Karen about it, afraid that she might let too much slip because even though it seemed things didn't turn out too well, the night before was still amazing and she was dying to gush about it. Not to mention the fact that Karen could read her better than almost anyone.

"What do you mean?" Karen asked over her shoulder, carefully taking the coffee pot from the maker and pouring in into the mugs. After filling up the mugs, she placed the pot on the counter and turned around and placed them in front of Haley, bringing needed ingredients over as well. "Did a customer come in after I left?"

"No, actually," Haley corrected her, ripping the packet and dumping the sugar into her mug. "Uh, a girl from school, Brooke, had to stay in here too. She was on her way home when the rain just started pouring down, and she said the guy on the radio told everyone on the road to get inside. And I guess she didn't think she'd make it, so she stopped in here."

"Brooke Davis?" Karen asked, recognizing the name. Haley nodded and gave her a strange look, surprised that she actually knew who Brooke was. "I've met her a few times when I had to pick Luke up from practice. She's on the cheerleading squad, right?"

"Head cheerleader, actually," Haley corrected, making sure that she didn't let anything that could possibly be interpreted as pride slip into her voice. Was she kinda proud that the head cheerleader made out with her? Yes. Did that make her kinda shallow, even if she likes Brooke for other reasons? Yes. Did she really care at the moment? No.

"Well, then I hope you had fun," Karen smiled at her, bringing the hot coffee up to her lips and taking a small sip. Haley's smile dimmed somewhat at her words. She did have fun, she had a blast, but was that going to be the last time that was ever going to happen? Just two minutes okay, she was okay with that, but now that she thought about it, it killed her just a little bit. "You might have even made a new friend!"

"Yeah," Haley mumbled, slumping her shoulders and jutting out her lip slightly, totally forgetting about the coffee that she had sitting in front of her. "Maybe." A new friend? She doubted it. She didn't even want to be Brooke's 'friend', but if that was the best she would get, she would gladly take it. And maybe if what happened the night before hadn't happened, then maybe they could have been friends, but not now. Not after they kissed like that and Brooke knew about Haley's feelings towards her. Now that she thought about it, Brooke was probably just saying all those things to make her feel better. What had she been thinking? Brooke Davis doesn't like her, she never did. She never could.

"Honey?" Karen asked, ducking her head slightly so she could be at eye level with Haley since the other girl wouldn't met her eyes. After a moment, Haley finally looked up at Karen and the older woman was surprised and confused at the sudden sadness she could see in her brown eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, I, uh," Haley stuttered, not sure what she should say to her. She wasn't okay, and she knew that Karen would be able to see that. "I think I'm just gonna go home, actually." Not giving Karen a chance to say anything, Haley slipped off the stoll, pushing the still full cup of coffee towards Karen. "Thanks for the coffee, though. I'm just kinda tired, sleeping on the floor and all. I hope you don't mind if I take tonight off, do you?"

"Of course not." Karen watched in confusion and worry as Haley quickly started gathering all of her belongings that were scattered around the Café and shoved them into her bag. "Haley, are you sure you're okay…"

"Yeah, I'm, I'm…" Haley glanced around the Café to make sure she had everything. When she decided that she did, she slung it over her shoulder and stood in front of the door. She stopped her frantic movements for a moment when she saw the genuinely concerned look on Karen's face. Deciding that she should at least give Karen that, Haley put on the best smile she could muster. "I'm okay. I promise."

"Call me later," Karen told her, not giving her room to argue. She knew that Haley was lying, anyone that knew the girl could see that, but she wasn't going to call her on it. It had something to do with Brooke, she knew that, but she couldn't figure out what it was.

"Sure," Haley smiled sadly at her. "Bye, Karen. Love you." Before Karen could say anything back, she pushed the door open and stepped outside.

"I love you, too, sweetie," Karen called out even though Haley was already on the other side of the door. With a sigh and slump of her shoulders, Karen watched her go before she started to clean up the Café before opening in half an hour.

…OUAT…

Haley sighed as she leaned against the closed door in the entrance to her house. She closed her eyes for a moment, refusing to let the tears come. She had fought them all the way home; she wasn't going to let them win now. After a moment, she dropped her backpack onto the floor and pushed herself off the door.

She shuffled her feet, not having the energy to actually lift them up, and poked her head into the living room to see if Taylor had fallen asleep in front of the television again. Surprisingly enough, the living room was empty, clean and silent. There was no blonde, no food or dishes all over the place, and the TV was actually turned off.

Looks like more than one strange thing happened the night before. She made out and snuggled with the head cheerleader and her sister cleaned up after herself. Some things just never ceased to amaze her.

Normally she would be up by this time, even on a weekend, making breakfast, but she was just too tired to stay up. She didn't have anything to do today except for mope. Lucas would be too tired from his away game, she didn't have to work at Karen's, and she'd bet money that Brooke had already claimed Peyton for the day.

With an even bigger pout, Haley turned on her heel and headed towards the stairs, staring up at them evilly. It was hard enough on her sore body walking all the way home when her back was in this much pain, she didn't know if she could handle stairs as well. Deciding that until her parents made Taylor pay for an elevator, she was going to have to overcome them.

"Boo," she mumbled when she reached the top of the stairs. Giving herself a moment to rest, she started to head to her bedroom, dreading having to sleep in her bed. Sleeping alone just wouldn't be the same now that she had spent the night with Brooke. Nothing was going to compare now.

Before she could get anymore depressed than she already was, an idea popped into her head. Not giving it another thought, Haley took a detour to her sister's room and pushed the door open. Quietly closing it behind her, Haley walked further into the room and towards the bed.

She didn't want to wake Taylor, she just lifted up the covers and slipped under, snuggling up to Taylor's side. A genuine smile graced her lips when she felt Taylor instinctively warp her arms around her tiny frame, hugging her little sister tightly to her. It was almost like Taylor knew she was there and that she really needed her big sister right now.

It wasn't the same as being in Brooke's arms, but it would do. Maybe in some ways it was even better. Taylor could fix anything, after all.

...OUAT...

I hope you guys don't hate me. I have to do it. The story would be boring if they were happy, you know that. Please, please, tell me what you think guys. Thanks, and bye bye.