A.N: And so my first ever fanfic comes to a dramatic end. Well not a dramatic end more like a sexy end! With erm...what's that word? Oh right, sex! You've witnessed poor Haley and Brooke go through their first little "adventure" together, if you could call it that, and now the climax is close. But do not cry and feel I have abandoned you all because I always have something up my devilishly long sleeve, oh yes I certainly do XD. So after you read this chappie make sure you read the end author's notes to find a big surprise...Hey! Don't look now! Read the chapter first! Oi...read it!

I'm watching you dammit...

Disclaimer: IT'S ALL MINE! MINE I TELL YOU! MINE! MWHAHAHAHAAHHAHA!...Okay my lawyer's telling me to decline that last outburst so uh...I-do-not-own-any-of-the-characters-of-one-tree-hill-blah-blah-blah. Stupid copyright laws. ¬¬

WARNING MA-THINGY: Well if you were stupid enough to read the whole thing so far and get offended now than you can seriously fuck the fuck off. You heard me you crazy homophobic bible bashing biatches. To the rest of you: I love you all and you've made writing Lessons in love so worth it:D

Enjoy the fireworks.

Chapter 10:When the drama runs low, resort to sex

It had taken Haley a solid week to recover fully from her injuries and be good as new again. But if she'd had it her way Haley would have gone back to school as soon as she'd been dismissed from the hospital. Haley had done nothing but fret over how much class time she had missed and bombarded Brooke with tales of how she would end up failing all her classes and have no choice but to work at the local burger king. "Haley, for the last time you are not gonna be on drive-thru till your thirty!" Brooke said firmly as she felt herself come to the end of her tether.

As Brooke drove her brand new bug, courtesy of daddy, to Tree hill high she looked over at a face swathed in anxiety and nail-biting stress. Haley emphasised this as Brooke watched her chew nervously on the nails of her right hand. "I will. I know it. I'm doomed, completely and utterly doomed!" Haley said in an almost delirious manner. "I can see Miss Stepherson now, "Why didn't you come to class Haley? Where's that essay Haley? Why have you been slacking off Haley? We're going to kill you Haley!" she ended shrilly, gripping at her hair as if trying to pull it out and began beating her head against the dashboard.

"Hey, hey, hey leave the new car alone it didn't do anything to you!" Brooke cried in despair. Finally pulling into the school's parking lot, she found a space quickly, spun the car towards it and parked it neatly inside. As she switched of the ignition and the bug shuddered to a halt, Brooke turned fully to her girlfriend and took her clammy hands into her own. Brooke gave Haley a purposeful look so that she wouldn't look away or start panicking again. "Haley, amazing girlfriend that you are, you still have the maddening ability to lose your head over the stupidest things" Brooke stated warmly with an amused smile. The other brunette gave a sheepish smile back and looked down at her lap bashfully. "But it's fine, I love all your little quirks and it's my job as best girlfriend, in the whole wide world, to support you through your panic attacks" Haley laughed at Brooke's blatant big headedness and rolled her eyes mockingly.

Haley gave a heavy sigh, "I just don't want to screw up my education Tigger. It's the only thing I've got that I'm good at it" she said forlornly. Brooke gave her an "are-you-crazy!" look at this confession.

"Excuse me! What about your stunning looks and good manners and musical talent! And most importantly me. You have me whether you like it or not" Brooke said in mock outrage. Haley considered this for a moment.

"I do like it" she pouted happily, making Brookes stomach do a somersault just from that one cute look.

"And even if the school decided to be really mean and say you'd missed too much work you'd still be okay. Wanna know why?" Haley raised her eyebrows in an invitation to enlighten her. "Because that huge brain of yours is smart enough to pull both of us through our SATS!" Brooke declared, knocking on Haley's forehead lightly and giggling at her shocked expression.

"You make me sound like a big nerd" she sulked.

"Well duhhhhhhh!" Brooke retorted cheekily and squealing when Haley practically pounced on her with a tickling assault. "Okay-y, ok-a-ay, I take it b-back you're n-not a big nerd!" Brooke yelled through her tortured laughter. Haley stopped and stuck her tongue out in victory. Brooke just grinned slyly back and said, "You're a super nerd!", stole a swift kiss from Haley, shoved upon the car door and pelted down the concrete path.

She looked like a skater skidding on ice as her heeled shoes made running for her life a lot harder then she had first thought. Brooke dared a backwards glance and almost let out an excited yelp, like a young child would in a game of hide and seek as she saw Haley hot on her tail. Her face clearly told her she was dead. Brooke cursed aloud as one of her shoes fell off and decided that she'd be better off without them as she slipped off the other. She full out sprinted up the path to one of the main buildings, streaming past masses of students who gawped at her with their mouths agape. Looking at one another to confirm that they had all witnessed Brooke Davis, queen of tree hill high, breaking the sound barrier. Bare foot. Dammit why did I have to be born a girl, it's in my genes to be total crap at running!

Brooke stopped for a second to catch her breath, leaning against one of the trees in the school grounds for support. She scanned the passing crowds for a glimpse of her pursuer but found none. Brooke subconsciously giggled at the child-like game she was participating in and didn't even register the absurd looks coming her way. She did a brief sweep of all the familiar and unfamiliar faces around her that shook their heads in disapproval or made snide comments to their friends. And it finally hit Brooke that she could be herself now, all thanks to Haley. No more acting like the popular bitch cheerleader.

She was free.

"Got you!" Haley yelled as she came flying into the unprepared brunette making her scream and then laugh out loud as Haley clung onto her. "Take it back bitch" Haley commanded as she half-laughed, half tried to catch her breath. Brooke fell to the grassy ground beneath her and let herself fall into an unstoppable case of the giggles. Haley loomed over her and demanded Brooke to take it back. In reply Brooke only shook her head frantically from side to side.

"Neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" she yelled before Haley started another vicious tickling attack causing her to descend into hysterical laughter. "Okay, Okay! I take it back you psycho, just no more tickling!" Brooke squealed and Haley finally relinquished, lying down beside Brooke to stare up at the leafy awning that bristled in the wind above them both.

"You do realise you just acted like a mentally challenged loon in front of half the school, don't you?" Haley asked slyly from beside Brooke. Brooke let out a puff of air loudly and continued to gaze at the green haven twirling above them.

"You know what Hales?" Brooke asked rhetorically as she took her hand within her own, "I don't even care. I think you've ripped me out of my little bubble..." Brooke explained receiving a bewildered look from Haley who was starring at her as if she really were a lunatic.

My god Haley you're so amazingly stupid. Must I beat you child? Must I!

"Smarter than you dick!"

You're a dick!

"You're a dick!"

You're a dick!

"YOU'RE A DICK!"

...You're a dick!

"Okay, okay, chill kids lets be nice to one another" Brooke said butting in between them and pulled back Haley as she drew back her fist aggressively. "No Haley he's not worth it!" Haley mumbled something incoherent under her breath then slumped back down into the grass. Brooke caught a glimpse of Peyton's blonde hair as she walked with Lucas up one of the school paths a fair distance away. As she watched them a vindictive smile graced her lips. Sitting up she looked down at Haley and deviously said, "And another thing, you're not a geek. You're a goddamn know-it-all nerdalinger!" Then she ran for her life across the grass and over to her two friends.

RUN BROOKE! POP THOSE CRAZY LEGS!

A very breathless Brooke slowed to a casual pace just as she reached her blonde friend. She wrapped a friendly arm around Peyton's shoulders as the girl glanced suspiciously sideways at her, noticing Brooke's breathlessness and denim skirt decorated with grass stains. "Sup Sawyer?" Brooke said innocently, trying to hide all the unnatural excitement bubbly around inside her. The blonde wasn't fooled and knew she'd been up to something. Probably involving Haley.

"From a completely random guess I'd say you've either been A) Running around the school campus and rolling about with nature. Which is like...something out of the twilight zone for you. Or B) you've been fooling around with Haley; who I might add has just recovered from serious injuries, so shame on you if you've been frisking Haley in her weakened condition. Or C) You've been fooling around with Haley and rolling around with her on the ground and I'm gonna stop now before I go to the bad, bad visual place." The blonde finished, shaking her head slightly as she tried to get rid of the intruding images inside. Lucas turned to just realised Brooke had appeared from apparently nowhere.

"Hey Brooke, where've you b-...where the hell are your shoes!" Brooke looked down and cursed when she was greeted by a pair of very bare feet. Her shoes weren't in her grasp anymore and she only began to realise with horror that she'd left them with Haley when a small, delicate hand wrapped its way around her arm.

"They're you are Brookie, I've been looking all over for you!" Haley simpered, the vengeful glint in her eye proving that the smile gracing her prefect lips was false. "Say Peyton, you don't mind if take her off your hands a sec..." she asked politely but was already dragging her away. Brooke's expression was torn between childish excitement and all out terror. Her eyes seemed to plead Peyton to save her.

"But Peyton was just telling about this thing" she tried in rush.

"No I wasn't?" the blonde replied evilly, smiling cruelly back at the brunette. "Of course you can have her Haley, she's alllll yours" Peyton dragged out the word "all" and smiled gleefully as a betrayed Brooke was taken away by her shorter girlfriend. The cheerleader mouthed "God damn backstabbing traitor whore!" but Peyton just waved sarcastically and grinned as she and Lucas lagged behind. Haley cleared her throat and then made a thoughtful sound as she walked arm in arm with Brooke. It would have been so much more enjoyable if Brooke knew she wasn't about to get her ass kicked into her head.

"Brooke, Brooke, Brooke. So young, so naïve, so unprepared for thy furious wrath" Haley began to monologue, it would have been comical if she didn't look so vengeful.

"Uhh, honey, I get that you're mad at the whole calling you a big nerd and all but I was joking! I love that you're a nerd, big brains are the new sexy! All hail the sexy nerd –"Brooke cut herself off when she caught the venomous glare Haley threw her way. They continued to walk towards the school at an eerily pleasant pace. It was freaking the cheerleader out. Why did I have to tease the psycho tutor girl about how nerdiness! Why! I WANT TO LIVEEEEE!

-x-

Lucas watched two of the most important girls in his life from where he stood with Peyton. He was surprised that he felt no hostility towards them; even his jealousy had become non-existent over time. He could sincerely say he was happy for the both of them, they deserved this. "What you gawking at Scott?" Peyton teased as she caught him staring in a daydream like fashion at Brooke and Haley.

"Just the happy couple" Lucas replied coolly, not missing a beat. Peyton made a sound like "hmmm" in reply as she gave him a penetrating look. "What!" he laughed as she continued to scrutinize him.

"Sure you're not jealous still?"

"Nope"

"Not even a lil green with envy?"

"Nope"

"Damn," Peyton looked put out, "Well you sucked all the drama out of that then". Lucas chuckled as Peyton kicked a pebble sulkily down the path.

"Don't you think they've had enough drama to deal with as it is? I mean discovering they like each other, Haley being jealous of me, Dan blowing up Brooke's car – and almost Haley and me with it. And the fact Dan hasn't turned up in a week makes me think Brooke...murdered him..." Peyton gave him a dubious look but he just shrugged and continued, "Those two need a break from all the drama so they can just be happy with one another". Peyton gave him look like his head had turned into a big talking fish.

"But this is Tree hill! We need drama or life in this crappy lil town becomes unbearable! Unbearable I tell you!" Peyton yelled as she began shaking Lucas by the shoulders. Lucas stared at her wide eyed as students passing by gave her odd looks.

Crazy blonde bitch.

Peyton stopped shaking Lucas but he continued to stare at her. Then a smile slipped onto his face and he said, "You need the drama that badly? Then here-"before she could stop him Lucas pulled her against him and gave her a long, heart-stopping kiss. The kind of kiss that made a girl go all giddy and knock-kneed. The kiss ended and Peyton's eyes were firmly shut as she savoured the moment. "There you go Pey, an unexpected love twist between us two. Happy?"

"Fahbahdaa" Peyton murmured as she slowly opened her eyes. Lucas grinned on as he walked up the steps to the school's main doors, leaving Peyton to deal with her own newly found drama. Raising her hand in a questioning manner Peyton hurried to follow the basketball star. "Wait up Scott, does this mean we're dating now or friends with benefits? Cus I'm cool with either!"

-x-

Brooke had no idea how she'd done it but Haley was currently being as pleasant as a kitten with a big ball of yarn. She watched her anxiously as the young tutor fiddled around with the contents in her locker. Her brow furrowed when she found a book inside she was sure wasn't hers. When the hell did I start calling myself Jason Sanderson? Haley mused as she read the name on the cover. She tossed it back inside with a sigh, the mundane tasks of school life slowly consuming her. Brooke smiled as she saw the daunting look on the girl's face. She, herself was immune to the pressures of school...even if it was because she was filthy rich and she had her wealth to fall back on if all her grades fell through.

But now she had Haley...she would have to make the extra effort. She would do it to make her proud. And I'll probably fail abysmally. Brooke thought rolling her eyes to herself; I can see the inscription on my gravestone now:

Brooke Davis

Beloved daughter
Considerate friend

But the advanced trigonometry just finished her off

As Brooke snorted out loud at her own musings she felt someone approach her from behind and lean against the lockers with a heavy thud. She turned to see a misty eyed Peyton staring out into her space. Odd.

She waved her hand slowly in front of Peyton's face but got no response. "Earth to Peyton Sawyer this is Tree hill requesting signs of life...anything...just blink if you're alive" she said in a tone laced with mock authority. Eventually the blonde seemed to notice her and crooked her neck in her Brooke's general direction.

"Heya Brookie" she said in a dreamy, almost distant voice. Very odd. Brooke scrutinized her friend thoroughly.

"Pey...did someone give you pills with little smiley faces on them?" she asked cautiously. Peyton shook her head and focused on the brunette.

"Huh? What, no...no I'm fine. Just tired" she managed a small smile but her friend didn't look convinced. The blonde gestured over to Haley, "So you two sorted out your little tiff from earlier", she asked hoping to change the subject away from her own mental state. Brooke laughed.

"It wasn't a "tiff" I was just teasing her for being a nerd" she shrugged indifferently. Peyton looked affronted so Brooke added, "I was only joking with her! I didn't mean it..." But the disapproving look the blonde was throwing her way was starting to make her feel very guilty.

"Not very girlfriendly type behaviour if u ask me" Peyton said folding her arms but smiling. Brooke peered at her through narrow eyes. She is obsessed with getting some kind of drama in her life! I'll give her drama...

"Hey mouth! Come over here a sec", Brooke called him over as he'd just been passing by. He shrugged and walked up to her. With a smile Brooke leaned up to his ear and whispered something Peyton couldn't hear. After a moment Mouth turned to look at Brooke like she was crazy. "Pleaseeee" she begged flashing big puppy dog eyes at him. He sighed and turned to Peyton who was completely clueless and was shooting them both questioning looks. And for the second time that day, lips locked with hers as Mouth kissed her outright against the lockers. Catching his breath he straightened up and looked over at Brooke hesitantly. "Say it..." she warned with a deadly smirk. He sighed again and deadpanned, "You are now...pregnant with my child". Feeling like an idiot he rushed off back down the corridor as Brooke broke into peels of laughter.

"What the hell!" Peyton yelled as the realms of reality seemed to be falling away. "Why is everyone trying to tongue wrestle me today!"

"I knew it!" Brooke exclaimed, all happy at her discovery. "Who was it? Who else tried to get their thang on with you?" Peyton surveyed her cautiously for a moment then decided it couldn't do any harm.

"Lucas...but it was a joke, nothing serious" I think. Brooke look amused at how worried Peyton looked. She placed a caring hand upon the blonde's shoulder.

"Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer, are you scared that I might be jealous of Lucas kissing you?" she asked in disbelief. Peyton shrugged as she looked downwards awkwardly.

"Maybe a little...tiny...minuscule amount of scared" Peyton squeezed her finger together to show how tiny. Brooke had to do use every ounce of her self-control not to burst into hysterical giggles.

"Peyton, you can jump that boy if it's what you're heart really desires. Heck, you can go have a hot three-way with both the Scott Brothers and I won't even blink." But Brooke did blink. "Okay forget that last bit...but girl go have okay! Don't let the thought of me kicking your ass trouble you anymore. As long as you don't go after Haley...you even touch her in a manner I think is "more than friendly" I'll burn you alive. Slowly" Brooke's tone sounded increasingly hostile as finished. Suddenly she shook her head vigorously and blushed, "Sorry...this whole over-protective thing is new to me..." she explained shyly, tilting her head in Haley's direction. Peyton found it endearing.

"Maybe this truly is the real deal" Peyton mused, raising an eyebrow at Brooke. Brooke knew what she meant and what she said next just confirmed what had been on her mind for the past week. "Ya know, true love and all that jazz". Brooke smiled and rolled her eyes but it didn't resemble anything near her usual persona. The old Brooke was dying fast as a whole new Brooke Davis with brand spanking new emotions and feelings was pushing her way to the top. Brooke nodded her head as if agreeing with something only she knew.

"I really think it might be Blondie" she sighed with a sort of anxious finality. This was a big step for her. She wouldn't confess to it but she was terrified. She wasn't having doubts...just worries; about if she could keep this good thing she had going. Peyton watched Brooke wring her hands out subconsciously.

"But hey, you're always the one in charge right so plain sailing for you" Peyton joked as she punched Brooke lightly in the arm. Brooke grinned smugly and some of her old swagger resurfaced for a final appearance.

"Well...I don't like to boast" Brooke began with one hand resting firmly on her hip. She then took a sly glance at Haley and looked back at Peyton to say, "But she's like putty in my hands...on many, many levels..." she let the mental images sink in as she winked slowly at Peyton. The blonde pulled a face but seemed to recover fairly fast.

"So you think you're in charge eh?" she asked amazed at Brooke's sudden ego.

"I know so" the brunette wriggled her eyebrows as her trademark smirk came creeping back. Peyton blew out air in a way that said she was unconvinced. The school bell rang loudly down the corridor signalling the first class of the day. Haley appeared beside Brooke looking flustered as she carried an unnecessarily large amount of books. Man, that girl likes her notes, Peyton thought fondly.

"Hey Tigger, we better get going for English Lit I don't wanna be tardy on my first day back" Haley said as she adjusted her grip on the mountain of books and notes she was holding onto for dear life.

"Sure babe, and wow to the tower of paper you got going there. Here, let me take some off you before you do yourself another injury" Brooke fussed, taking more than half the collection of books out of Haley's hands and smiling as Haley looked relieved. Brooke said her goodbyes to Peyton. The blonde was giving her the smuggest of smug looks. In charge my round, white ass.

Just as the girls set off for their first lesson Peyton yelled out, "Way to work that authority Brooke!" She laughed as she received a death glare.

"Oh go kiss Lucas!" Brooke retorted feeling humiliated at being found out. She was officially a softie. But only for this girl...it's her fault!

Peyton laughed and glowed at winning one over on her best friend. She'd managed to prove, if only subtly, that Brooke was a whole new person. Okay, it wasn't drama rich material but hey a personality transformation in a matter of weeks was a start. Yep, that girl can deny it all she likes but the old Brooke Davis just died.

-x-

"God, I'm so freakishly grotesque" Haley sighed as she examined her appearance thoroughly in the bathroom mirror that sat behind the row of basins. She heard and exclamation or protest from one of the cubicles behind her followed by a chain flushing. Brooke emerged from it and went to one of the sinks to wash her hands while at the same time looking at her girlfriend like she had uttered the vilest of curses.

"Grotesque? Freakish? Haley are you looking at the same mirror I am because if we are then either you're extremely insecure or you need glasses." She said in tones dripping with disbelief. She turned off the tap and took a paper towel from the dispenser. Drying her hands as she moved closer to Haley she continued, "Tutor girl you are one of the best looking girls at this school. I mean you're stunning. Gorgeous. I thought you were beautiful even before I started crushing over you" That shut Haley up. She turned bashful and shy the instant Brooke had said the word "beautiful". The cheerleader noticed and asked, "What?"

The idiot said what?

Brooke through the used paper towel at the writer but focused on Haley.

Gee, thanks for the cooties Brooke, really you're too kind.

"You said the B word..." Haley replied idly playing with the rings on her fingers as she leaned against the row or sinks. "It always makes me go red when someone calls me that" she said quietly, chancing a glance up at Brooke. The brunette was beaming at her and her never ending cuteness. This girl is like a gold mine of the expression adorable. She closed in on the girl of her dreams and embraced her warmly.

"Well I guess I'll just have to call you it all the time from now on so you get used to it." She said smirking.

"It's okay Brooke, you can just call me cute and stuff I don't need special treatment" she responded with a timid laugh, as she rolled her eyes and continued to fumble with her many rings. Brooke frowned slightly and brushed a strand of Haley's hair away from her face.

"I'll call you beautiful-"Haley visibly reddened, "-cus naming you anything less would be a huge understatement...to your beautiful beautifulness" she finished with a giggle as Haley cheeks flushed madly at her finals words. "You're not grotesque, you're too damn cute that's what!" she announced with a flourish. Haley laughed even though she didn't completely agree. But she wasn't going to pass up some ego boosting. "Now...tell me what's got you thinking you look anything but perfect?"

Haley hesitated. Then said sulkily, "I have a pimple" She gave a huge pout and Brooke giggled again at her loveable behaviour.

"Okay let me take a look at the sucker" Brooke stated as she hefted her self up onto the basin area and sat down. She pulled a reluctant Haley closer to her and moved her long tresses of hair to the sides of her face. After a brief examination Brooke saw what Haley was so bothered about. She pulled a straight face then said, "Hales...that's not a pimple. It sauce from the Mac and cheese you just had in the canteen." she informed her slowly. Then to prove her discovery she wiped the "pimple" off of Haley's face with the tip of her finger and then sucked it. "Yup, Mac and cheese alright. See not so "grotesque" after all"

After a second of silence they both burst out laughing and Haley rested her forehead against Brooke's chest. Her laughter sounded muffled as she leaned into Brooke's comfy bust and snuggled herself affectionately against her. "This feels nice" Haley breathed as Brooke wrapped her arms loosely around the smaller girl and rested her chin atop one of her shoulders. The taller brunette murmured her agreement as her hands stroked Haley's back lightly, tracing the curves and bends with her fingertips.

"Know what feels better than nice?" Brooke said in tones so husky and full of lust, it made Haley shiver in anticipation. With Brooke you could never tell what she was thinking...or what she planned to do with you. So as Brooke's legs encircled her own and soft, almost non-existent kisses began trailing down from her jaw line and along her exposed neck; Haley wasn't surprised that she loved it as much as the first time Brooke had done this. Maybe even more so.

Brooke had made her way to Haley's shoulder and was slipping the neckline of her top away so she could kiss every inch of skin in sight. The sensation of teeth grazing against the dip in her neck made Haley struggle for air as her fingers clung to the back of Brooke's neck, pulling her closer. "God I want you so bad!" Brooke breathed in frustration as her hands began to slide under the hem of Haley's shirt and up her slender back. She stopped her ministrations for a moment to look at the tutor, "You know what the biggest advantage of being with you is?" she said breathlessly.

She doesn't break wind loudly in bed?

Haley pondered that thought, "He's got a point there...is that the reason?" Brooke gave her a look that said: you-seriously-did-not-ask-that-question. "Heh...my bad, I'm meant to be the intelligent one" Haley apologised looking sheepish.

Wow really? Now I just feel bad for Brooke! How stupid must she be...

The girls ignored me...and Haley pressed Brooke to tell her. Brooke's lips formed the most seductive and mischievous smile she had ever seen as she said, "The biggest advantage is we can do it anytime, anywhere and we don't need protection..." she worded it slowly, drawing out the word protection so Haley could let it sink in. The way Haley tilted her head like a confused puppy told Brooke she wasn't following. So for an extra incentive she slid one of her hands beneath Haley's top around to her stomach, then let her fingers creep purposefully south till they breached the

"Brooke are you insane!" she cried in a hushed giggly sort of way, briefly scanning the bathroom for invisible onlookers. The unchanged look on Brooke's face proved she was anything but insane. That look was hot enough to make molten lava envious. Brooke was leaning in closer as she licked her lips nervously, her hand eagerly trying to resume its earlier exploration. Haley bit her lip, her heart drumming so hard she was sure she could hear it, the lust in Brooke's eyes entrancing her to move closer...closer to those full, red, unbelievably kissable li-

Just as she felt herself giving into the moment, the sound of a toilet flushing was followed by a cubicle door swinging open as a girl Haley didn't know stepped out of it and approached a sink to the left of them. As the girl began to wash her hands she saw something at the corner of her eye and turned to see the Brooke and Haley. They were frozen in a position that looked anything but innocent as they both watched the girl horrified at being caught. Well Haley was. Brooke found the whole situation extremely funny and kind of a turn on. That was until the stranger sent an ugly look their way and muttered, "Ew, gross", just loud enough for them both to hear.

Haley stiffened but said nothing, preferring to become suddenly interested in tiles on the floor. Brooke's jaw tensed as sent a look uglier than the girl could ever have dreamed of giving herself. It made their intruder flinch a little. "Got a problem Jodie? Keep walking" Brooke said in a deathly tone that even made Haley feel uneasy. Jodie scoffed, rolled her eyes and continued on her way out of the bathroom. When she left-

ENJOY THE TRIP!

-the sound of her screaming and falling head long into what sounded like lockers, from the clanging of head against metal. There was a beat where Brooke and Haley stared at each other waiting for the tension to clear. "My nose is bleeding!

Oh, no! My perfect face is ruined!"

They both fell into peels of uncontrollable laughter.

Now you can't say I never did anything for you! Now can we PLEASE get a move on with the sex! I have readers sending me death threats by the hour damn you! Stop the cut fluffiness and just fuck already!

They both exchanged looks and gave the writer "excuse-me!" looks.

Umm...I mean make love...have intercourse...make babies. Or erm, in this case hope for a miracle!

Please just have sex. Please? You know you both want to you're just delaying it to piss off the readers.

"Maybe just a little..." Haley admitted innocently, shuffling her feet absent-mindedly. Brooke showed with her hands how small an amount it was and mouthed, "Sorry" to the readers. It's lucky they love us or we'd be getting the rotten tomato in the face treatment...

"Well thanks to Jodie the mood killer, I guess we'll have to postpone this till later" Brooke muttered angrily, "Damn cheerleaders think they know best". She lowered herself off the row of sinks and sighed, "There's always after school" she thought out loud with a wide smirk, but then blanched, "I mean...if you want to...only if you want to...not if...you know...you don't. You don't want to do you? Do you? I-"she was silenced with a kiss. Haley stepped back and observed her with a wry smile. "Or we could jus make out forever and ever, works for me." Brooke shrugged as she leaned in to return the kiss. Haley accepted it and trailed her hand down to Brooke's, entwining her fingers with hers.

"Tigger, honey, of course I want to. I would have had you on that hospital bed a week ago if I hadn't been so doped up on medication" Haley said simply with a glint in her eye that betrayed her sweet appearance. Then it dawned on Brooke.

"Oh...you've been wanting to do..."it"...for a while haven't you..." Brooke replied in a whisper, totally thrown by this revelation. Haley just smiled, threw back her hair and shrugged like she had no idea what Brooke was on about. But that smile, oh that smile told her that she had underestimated the tutor girl completely. She watched astonished as the brunette turned and made her way to the bathroom exit. Brooke stood for a moment to bask in this new knowledge. Then she stared up at the ceiling with her hands clasped, "Thank you god!"

She rushed out to meet her girlfriend, eager to discover more surprises she had waiting for her. The bell for last period sounded and Brooke smiled happily as she looped her arm with Haley's. Hmm, guess it's not long till I find out.

The smile stayed with her all the way through math; trigonometry wouldn't kill her after all.

-x-

"I don't believe you Haley! Doing it in the girl's bathroom! Are you trying to get a dig in at me at every last opportunity? Do you hate me that much?" Nathan raged, practically bellowing at a flustered Haley as she tried to hurry away from him towards the parking lot. Rumours spread fast and hard in any school and Tree Hill High was no exception. Apparently Jodie could still spread the gossip, broken nose or not. So it was only inevitable that it would pass down through the hierarchy of the school, starting with the popular kids. Damn Nathan Scott and his popularity. Haley seethed as she stopped abruptly and faced him.

She was embarrassed by the way he was ranting about her personal life and everyone in a mile radius could hear him. She was irritated because Brooke was so much better at handling confrontation than her, yet she was nowhere insight. But above all she was angry. Angry that Nathan thought he had some kind of leash around her neck and could yank it whenever she "disobeyed" him. When did he become his father?

Staring him down head on, Haley said, "One: I don't give a crap what you do or don't believe. Two: Me and Brooke didn't "do it" in the girl's bathroom but we could have done, not that it's any of your damn business. And three:-"Her voice steadily rose as she approached Nathan with increasing confidence. "-I am not trying to have digs at you! Ya wanna talk about oppurtinities to hurt people? How about your father trying to have me killed? And believe me he almost had his wish." Haley spat out with utter disdain, turning her back on Nathan and walking away. She stopped briefly to say, "And oh yeah, four: Sometimes I really do hate you that much."

But Nathan didn't register her last sentence he was staring at her retreating form in confusion and disbelief. "He...tried to kill you?" he asked, the words sounding insane to even him. Haley halted, frustrated, and gave him an exhausted look. She was tired of this game.

"Don't even try to play innocent Nathan. He did it because it was what you wanted; he showed Brooke a note with your writing and everything. So excuse me if I can't stand being around you right now but you and your dad are in my enemies list, right up there with Satan and smallpox" Haley countered, in no mood for anymore lies. Nathan gripped the back of his neck and squinted, trying to make is brain work. But it was becoming sluggish and he was speechless. He lied to me...

"He lied to me..." Nathan spoke his thoughts aloud. Haley gave him a questioning look but from the expression on his face she realised he wasn't playing around. "He s-said you were...i-involved in an accident. He knew I loved you and he was the one that tried to hurt you...I don't believe th-"

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" Nathan turned just in time to see a fist fly straight into his the side of his face. He stumbled back, falling over the hood of a car and landing on the asphalt of the parking lot. He slowly got to his feet, swaying slightly.

"WHY! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT! WH-ARGHH MY RIBS!" Nathan was cut off as a flashy, red sports car ran him over. He lay crumpled and groaning on the blacktop but Brooke moved towards him, clearly believing he deserved more punishment. A hand lunged out and pulled her back.

"Brooke wait! He said he didn't know Dan was behind the explosion" Haley attempted, feeling relieved when it stopped Brooke in her tracks. She turned to look at Haley sceptically.

"He did?"

"Yes he did," Nathan replied cockily, coughing as he lay on the ground, "I only wanted Dan to kill you, not Haley."

Brooke thought it over, "Well...that's still...bad!" she choked out feeling her anger build up again. Nathan raised his hands in defence as he got painfully to his feet.

"Forget it Brooke, I'm out. I can't do this anymore" He looked at Haley and gave a grim smile when he saw how taken aback she was. "I saw that tired look on your face earlier Hales. All I want is to have you back, but I just keep driving you away. You hate me...because of the way I act." He paused in thought for a second then said, "And I'm starting to think karma is getting me back for being such a jerk all this time" he joked, clutching his side where the care had hit him. Haley laughed despite herself. Even Brooke looked a little less hostile. "I'm sorry. For what Dan did and for the way I've treated you"

Haley heard the sincerity in his voice and looked sideways at Brooke. The cheerleader looked torn between wanting to pummel Nathan and hug him at the same time. "I'm sorry too Nathan, for being the reason you got like this" she hesitated, then before she could change her mind she moved forward and hugged him tightly. A weight instantly left her chest as he relaxed into the show of affection. She was ending the chapter of their life together. Now she could truly be with Brooke without worrying about the skeletons in her closet.

Brooke smiled with relief as she watched her two old friends, who had once been an item; abandon the bitter memories that had plagued them both for so long. Everything's gonna be okay.

"OH COME ON!" Peyton stormed over to the three of them looking appalled. "Are you kidding me! Seriously? That's it! You just kiss and make up and that's it!" she turned to Nathan as the pair stared at her cautiously, "She" she pointed at Haley, "-left you for a music career and made out with Chris Keller the super assclown! And he-"she pointed to Nathan, "-Wouldn't have you back even when you faced up to your mistakes and begged him for forgiveness! And you're telling me that's it! No threats of revenge or twisted plots to make the other one miserable!"

She received blank, slightly scared looks but no reply. Peyton almost screamed in frustration. "Where has the drama gone in this town?" Nathan turned to Brooke and Haley who mumbled, "Don't ask" He shrugged lightly and went over to the seething blonde.

"You want drama? Here-"

"OH HELL NO, DON'T EVEN TRY THAT! I've had enough people try to get their hands on me for one day, thank you very much!" she shouted ludicrously. Brooke fidgeted in the silence that followed and gave Haley a side-glance.

"Wellllll, talking of hands on other people's persons, me and Hales need to go. Very soon. Like now" she looked meaningfully at Haley and the other brunette got the message. "So, as fascinating as this whole making up session has been we're gonna have to love and leave ya folks" Brooke continued, already pulling Haley towards the direction of her new bug.

"Umm, bye guys!" Haley blurted as Brooke started to run.

"Quick Haley, to the Brooke-mobile and on to the sex cave!"

"Okay, never use that line again"

"Deal, as long as you move faster!"

"The bed's not gonna run away Brooke..." Haley said snidely as Brooke slid inside the driving seat of her bug and she sat beside her. Brooke suddenly twisted in her seat and consumed Haley in a heart stopping, lip melting kiss. She sucked torturously on Haley's bottom lip as she pulled away. The stunned girl opened her eyes and blinked several times as Brooke fired the ignition. "Sex cave suddenly looking good to me"

"Thought it might," Brooke smirked as she reversed and sped off towards Haley's house, the nearest in driving distance.

-x-

Brooke felt the door lock shut behind her as she pressed her back against it to gather her bearings. Her eyelids fell as she inhaled shakily, desperate for the oxygen to banish her nerves. As she exhaled slowly Brooke felt herself calm a little and opened her eyes only to find a pair of glazed hazel eyes starring right back at her, revealing a girl equally as nervous as her. Haley moved closer to the cheerleader who appeared to have glued herself to her front door. She'd never seen Brooke so silent. So deadly quiet it reached the realms of abnormal.

Haley let the fingers of her right hand slowly trail up Brooke's arm that lay tense against her body, and smiled as she felt tiny goose bumps race up her skin. Brooke had virtually stopped breathing as she watched her girlfriend's ministrations longingly. Her skin felt like it was on fire, burning from one delicate touch of Haley's hand. The girl in mind looked bashfully down at her feet as she felt herself being watched intently. Then with a sudden courage and excitement that rose within her she met Brooke's pensive gaze and said softly, "So, this is it then"

It was more of a confirmation than a question but the way Haley's excitement bubbled over her lips with those five small words illustrated how badly she needed to hear Brooke's answer. She need to know this was all real, that it wasn't a dream and that what they were about to do was mutually wanted by both of them. Haley's silent anxieties were visible from the way her eyes flickers to each of hers and the way her hand shook ever so slightly. It was enough to snap Brooke out of her reverie and she smiled lovingly at the girl in front of her. She looked fragile enough to break at that moment in time so Brooke chose her words very carefully.

"Yes, this is it." A warm smile to reassure the smaller brunette, "Now let's get you naked!"

Well, okay, not that carefully...I tried!

Haley looked so happy she was practically buzzing. "Okay, I'll just go t-to my r-room and g-get re-"she fell flat on her face as she turned and walked into the kitchen counter. "I'm okay! Nothing's broken!" Haley exclaimed as she picked herself up rather giddily and flashed a girlish smile Brooke's way.

"Hales, you alright?" Brooke asked in an amused manner as Haley steadied herself and tried to aim for her bedroom. She burst out laughing when Haley tried to look unfazed and fell over the couch. As Brooke doubled over in fits of laughter Haley huffed loudly, pulling herself up and onto the couch that had sent her reeling. "Me thinks someone's a tad distracted" Brooke teased as she sauntered over her abashed looking girlfriend and leaned over the edge of the couch. Haley gave her a dubious look through narrow eyes.

"Oh and you're really "little-Miss-No-nerves" She retorted back making Brooke blush, a reaction she hadn't expected. She decided to test the waters, "Why are you so apprehensive Tigger? I mean...you're supposed to be the experienced one here!" Her light humour didn't seem to get through to the other brunette who was now fiddling with her hands and starring at them intently. Haley sat up on her knees and took Brooke's hands in hers, stopping their movement and drawing the attention of the freakishly silent Brooke. "Tigger," she pried gently, touched by Brooke's sudden timid nature. "What is it?"

Brooke chewed on her lip and gazed back at Haley for what seemed like an age before she finally let out a big sigh. Closing her eyes, she scrunched up her face forcing herself to say the words that struggled to part her lips. "I...just", she paused and let out a groan of irritation, I just don't want to mess this up, okay?" she rushed and opened her eyes. "I want this to be amazing. I need it to be so that afterwards, you'll know how much I love you." Haley, completely taken aback tried to speak but found she was utterly speechless. She held her breath as she focused solely on the girl pouring her heart out to her. "Because I really do Haley, love you that is. And...I've never felt like this for anyone before, never. Not even for Lucas, not even for Brad Pitt when he was hot."

Haley giggled and felt her self tearing up at the corners of her eyes as she listened fixedly. "But you Hales, you go beyond hot. You're up there with atom bombs and the sun." Haley laughed and rolled her eyes as she felt a tear trickle down her cheek. "I mean it. I've never been so sure on anything in my short superficial life Hales. I. Love. You. And it's stupid that I feel I have to prove it through something as petty as sex. But I do, it's what I'm renowned for being good at! So yes, I am nervous. The Brooke Davis is officially not-so-cocky and scared as hell. And it's all because of you baby. So I'm gonna make this perfect, just for you."

Haley could do nothing but give a watery smile and blink back joyous tears. Brooke wiped away the few stray drops that had escaped Haley's control with her thumb. She felt Haley's hand wrap around hers and squeeze lightly just before she leaned up and kissed her deeply. Brooke was taken by such surprise that she moaned into the softness of her lips, the kiss made her melt from the inside out. Then just as she began into it she felt herself falling forwards onto the couch and a grinning Haley. "You do realise we're never gonna make it to your bedroom at this rate Hale's" she mused through each long and delicious kiss the girl beneath her attacked her with.

Haley paused her assault to place a solitary finger on Brooke's lips to silence her, but being the stubborn..."expresser of words" that she was, insisted on trying to protest. "A buh buh buh!" Haley cut in with a growing smile, her finger pressing harder. Brooke obeyed. Haley smirked removed the digit before leaning up to Brooke's ear and whispering, "Why go to my bedroom when a couch is as good as a bed?" The words rang in Brooke's ears in the silence that followed. She stared down at a sultry looking Haley.

Because we need more room for the things I'm about to do to you?

Because the fabric on this thing is gonna chaff like a bitch?
Because your bedroom wallpaper is such a pretty colour?

All Brooke's arguments sounded retarded even to her. But the real reason stood out alone in her mind like a foghorn in a thick fog: Because I have no idea what to do and going to your bedroom would give me more time think of a super-amazing sex strategy.

Haley took Brooke's silence as her cue. Before Brooke could react soft hands with delicate fingers were moving down her back, over her rear and down her thighs. Then simultaneously, a hand on each leg, they edged their way upwards, slowly but surely, two sets of fingers caressing creamy white thighs. Without hesitation they went further, underneath Brooke's skirt and upper inner thigh. Higher and higher still, to the point they reached-

Brooke's guttural gasp brought her back to reality. "H-Haley..." she whispered, neither a question nor a plea. A mixture of raw passion that was building steadily inside her because of the way Haley's hands were touching her. And where...

Haley's grin grew and her eyes flickered in a nature that Brooke's might when she was trying to seduce a good looking guy at the mall. It was a look the cheerleader had never seen on Haley's face. It scared her.

And it turned her on like crazy.

-x-

An ecstasy of fumbling, groping and heavy breathing later, Brooke and Haley found themselves in conflict of dominance. Both yearned to show each other how much they wanted the other, yet their heated desires seemed evenly matched. Haley was currently straddling Brooke's hips, her legs locked around her fiercely as she was carried in the direction of her room. She didn't even feel herself collide with walls, doorframes and lamps alike as she indulged in another unending kiss.

Somewhere in the course of their journey from the couch to her bedroom her blouse had been unbuttoned, revealing her bra-clad chest and finely toned stomach. It had only driven Brooke wilder with lust as her fingers currently raked up and down Haley's back and trailed luxuriously along her sides with vigour. Their kisses blurred into one another, as breathing became less important and the relationship between their lips became priority.

Eventually the pair tumbled into the perimeter of fuzzy toy animals and an abandoned acoustic guitar that signalled their arrival into Haley's boudoir. Brooke struggled to not let her knees buckle as Haley's kisses wandered down her supple neck and lips sucked softly on her collar bone. Oh, so she wants to play dirty huh. Well two can play at that game, Brooke thought malevolently. Haley let out a tiny yelp of surprise as she landed ungracefully on to the edge of her bed. She looked up through her lashes and auburn tresses, smiling back at a smirking Brooke. With her blouse practically falling down her slender arms, Haley's midriff glistened in the sunlight streaming through her blinds, her chest rose gently as she caught her breath. She looked like a dishevelled goddess with the looks of an angel. It was enough to force Brooke over the edge right there and then. She'd never been so aroused in her life. I guess I'm the devil then...she mused, chewing her bottom lip as she stared down at the angelic vision before her.

Wordlessly, Haley watched Brooke tug her top off in a hasty fashion, letting it fall beside her. Haley idly played with the hem of her shirt as she waited in anticipation for the brunette's next move. Under her girlfriend's rapt gaze Brooke's nerves came flooding back and her hands visibly shock as they slid her skirt down past her ankles. Watching became torturous for Haley so she decided to speed things up. With a coy glance upwards she leaned forward and hooked an index finger from each hand around the elastic of Brooke's black lingerie. Her actions received a raised eyebrow, and then a giggle as Haley tugged Brooke forward by her underwear, causing her to fall on top of the bed and more essentially Haley.

"Oof!" Haley said as Brooke literally did fall on her. "I didn't really think that through did I?" she asked rhetorically making Brooke laugh softly before kissing her deeply and running a hand through her silky-smooth hair. She found an arm of Haley's top and removed it without hesitation, chucking it carelessly over her back and onto the floor. Haley moaned into the kiss as it grew intense, overwhelming her to the point she could do nothing but lay there and enjoy that moment of heaven. And this was heaven to her and her alone...and maybe for a few billion guys but hey! She'd count herself lucky.

Brooke giggled at the spaced out look on Haley's face and loved the fact she had caused it. She kissed Haley on the nose, then again on the lips, her chin, then slowly down the nape of her neck and along the curve of her shoulder. At a pace that matched a snail's, Brooke's kisses moved further down, reaching the arc of her breasts, nipping and sucking softly on the unbelievably soft skin beneath her lips. "Wanna see a neat trick?" Brooke said raggedly, her breathing erratic from a mix of excitement, lust and anxiety. Without waiting for an answer, she lowered her lips over the exact area Haley's nipple laid beneath her bra and did something that made Haley gasp involuntarily.

God knows how but Brooke had the secret ancient gift of being able to suck through thin materials e.g. Haley's black bra. Those velvety soft lips, cut through it like it was thin air, wrapping around the nipple as Brooke sucked hard, her teeth grazing through the fabric and sending shivers down Haley's spine. "Ooh...f-fu-c-ck" she moaned softly, her back arching up into Brooke's superbly skilled mouth. Brooke paused to grin up at a stirred Haley and then continued her path of butterfly kisses down Haley's perfectly toned stomach. Each kiss was slow, deliberate and hungrier than the last. Brooke was almost disappointed when she met the belt across Haley's squirming waist.

"These jeans just don't match your shoes Hales" Brooke teased as she undid the belt in one quick move and tossed it on the floor.

"I totally agree" Haley replied with a cheeky grin. She bit her lip as Brooke leaned down to the crutch of her jeans. She placed a lingering kiss there and took the zip between her teeth. Then looking straight up at Haley she slowly unzipped her, continuing to pull the jeans lower with some help from the owner as she wriggled her hips and arched them up so Brooke could reveal a pair of supple, shapely legs. Jeans discarded, the girls were left in their underwear. No one was complaining. Least not Brooke, who was gazing down upon a semi-naked goddess and practically lunged onto her in a moment of no willpower.

She rained kisses all the way up Haley's neck and sucked liberally on Haley's earlobe. She heard Haley sigh and felt two hands snake their way around her and reach for her bra clasp. She felt the hands twist and before Brooke knew it her bra had joined the collection of clothing on the bedroom floor. Wow, she really has wanted this for a long time. Might as well I was worth the wait...

Brooke took hold of Haley's hand and brought it up towards herself. She placed the hand over one of her breasts and held it there. Haley seeing she had no other option began to slowly massage it. Instead of finding it strange to be touching another girls boobs it felt the complete opposite. Amazing. This is why guys make such a fuss! I get it now!

With a sudden rush of confidence Haley moved her thumb around the curve of Brooke's breast and over the nipple, smirking at how sensitive it was under her touch when Brooke let out a sharp gasp.

Haley giggled at her reaction and moved her hand up to cup Brooke's face. She looked at her with the utmost admiration and adoration. She leaned up and kissed her fully on the lips, her tongue dancing with hers before drawing back. Haley gave Brooke a coy smile and let her hand trickle down her body. A temple of perfection, every inch of skin that came in contact with her fingertips quivered in response. Every muscle contracted and flexed in pleasure. She felt every curve, goose bump and blemish, her hands descending lower with each delicate caress.

Haley's hand traveled lower than Brooke expected and she gasped despite herself, grinning at the girl's surprising confidence. That one hand with its five very skilled fingers had worked its way from the nape of her neck, between her breasts, down her toned, sweat drenched stomach and, well...much, much lower. To a place; that when Haley touched her for the briefest, lingering of moments it made her arch her back and grind against the slow, steady rhythm of the fingers moving inside her.

"Uhh," Brooke was moaning and sighing more than she'd ever done with any guy. Haley's hands knew exactly where to go and exactly how to make her shiver with delight. Currently, Brooke was focusing solely on the hand that had slid beneath the hem of her French knickers and was moving steadily between Brooke's thighs. The pit of her stomach was a chaos of growing tension; her moans were turning to whimpers as Haley's thumb pushed into her clit. She bucked involuntarily against her hand only causing the two digits within her to go even deeper. "Jes-sus, you're good at this Haley" Brooke managed as her breathing resembled something similar to gasps.

She got no reply and chanced a glance, opening her eyes reluctantly to look down at Haley. To her surprise and awe Haley's eyes had also been closed, the expression etched on her face was one of unbelievable ecstasy and elation. That with the sounds she was making, overwhelmed Brooke. Haley could look adorable and sexy at the same time and it made her completely forget where she was for an instant.

Then it all came rushing back to her and Brooke flinched as she felt the intense feeling in her stomach explode and send her over the edge with a mind blowing orgasm. The only warning was her low moan as her body convulsed and withered against Haley's, digging her nails into her shoulder as she rode the orgasm out. Haley's eyes opened, she looked shy and stopped her ministrations. She steadily sat up and gazed deeply into the chocolate brown eyes before her. "Did you..." she ventured and received a slow nod in return. Haley smiled awkwardly as Brooke tried to bring herself back down to reality, "Wow...I must have done something right. Go me!"

Brooke managed a lopsided smile as she shut her eyes and murmured, "You did everything right...I love you" Brooke blurted it out without an ounce of regret. It made Haley pine and lean to kiss her again, her tongue running the length of Brooke's bottom lip. Suddenly Brooke perked up; she was in control of all five senses again and eagerly got off the bed pulling Haley up with her. "Come with me" Haley followed wordlessly as Brooke went out of the room and approached the bathroom.

"Tigger, why are we going in there?" Haley asked all innocence and curiosity. Brooke turned to her and grinned madly.

"It's my turn," she said simply, dragging Haley inside with her and letting the door lock with a comforting click. Haley's head cocked to one side as she watched Brooke move over to the slide door shower and switch it on. She yelped as water bucketed down onto her without warning and walked back over to Haley. The sight of a dripping wet, half naked Brooke Davis was making Haley smile like an idiot. Brooke inclined her head down to Haley's and kissed her hungrily, pinning her against the wall as her mouth reached her neck. Leaving a trail of wet kisses up to her ear, Brooke stopped and whispered, "I'm going in there now, I want you to strip-"she traced the edge of Haley's earlobe with the tip of her tongue, "- and join me when you're ready", as she finished, Brooke sucked enthusiastically on the bottom of Haley's ear lobe.

Brooke's hands travelled leisurely down her own body, over her soaked stomach, past her belly button until her thumbs hooked inside her hot pants. And, down, down, down they fell, piling at Brooke's ankles. Brooke's bare pelvis pressed against Haley's for the briefest of moments and she forgot how to breathe. Brooke winked, bit her lip on purpose and sauntered into the shower. Haley caught a glimpse of her incredibly, firm looking...ah...rear and gulped. She's gonna eat me alive.

Brooke waited impatiently under the torrent of hot water falling upon her. She washed herself half-heartedly, keener on seeing Haley in all her beautiful glory. As if in answer to her wishes the sound of footfalls splashes in water caught her attention and she smirked knowingly. Spinning around to welcome her guest Brooke was disappointed to see that Haley was still partially clothed in her underwear. "What happened to the stripping?" Brooke pouted. Haley who has determinedly keeping eye contact with Brooke instead of looking...anywhere else, smiled awkwardly.

"I kinda hoped...you'd do the honours" she said nervously, her eyes flickering southward occasionally and her checks flared crimson. The look on Brooke's face was priceless. She looked like a child who had just who had just been promised any present they desired by Santa. Brooke didn't waste time, she pulled Haley to her, kissed her fiercely, fingers winding round the straps or Haley's bra and pulling them down. Her kisses manoeuvring down to Haley's shoulder as she unclasped the catch at the front, watching it slip along the contours of Haley's body and revealing her perfectly formed...firm...round...damn. Okay, stop drooling and move on, Brooke ordered herself as she placed Haley beneath the shower head and pinned her to the wall just like before. Haley gasped as the cold stone of the tiles pressing into her back contrasted violently with the hot water cascading down her every curve.

But it was quickly forgotten after feeling warm lips against her chest, sucking eagerly on her right nipple, teeth tugging softly as the ecstasy of Brooke's hot tongue rolling slowly over her sensitive skin. She moaned and placed her hand behind Brooke's head, encouraging her to continue as she tried in vain to find something to grip while her body convulsed with overwhelming sensations. She had to settle with clinging to the back of Brooke's head.

Brooke pushed herself right up against Haley and straightened up to look her dead in the eye. With Haley's full attention she began to lower her hand between the non-existent gap created by their wet bodies. Haley's breath hitched as she felt two fingers snake their way cruelly all the way down her torso, stop at her hips, then continue torturously down her thigh. "Try a little higher" Haley suggested sultrily and groaned when Brooke began tracing circles up her inner thigh with her finger nails, so slow it drove her to the brink of insanity. "Please..."

"Please what?" Brooke goaded, enjoying Haley's sexual frustration. Haley gave her a pleading look as the fingers ascended up her inner thigh millimetre by millimetre.

"P-please Brooke..." she struggled out, but feeling the soft touch of Brooke's fingertips reach the lining of her black underwear was too much. Haley moved her hand over Brooke's and slid it past the elastic, letting it move over the spot she'd wanted it for so, so long. Finally having it there was a moment to be savoured. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream as her eyelids scrunched up in blissful agony. Brooke moved her fingers forward, sliding all the way inside Haley and finding the most sensitive areas immediately. Brooking yourself seriously pays off when it comes down to lesbian sex, she summarized as Haley's low moans gained volume until she was pretty much screaming. Her hand still firmly over Brooke's she moved with it, her hips responding each touch. She moved the hand up over her head and claws at the shower tiles, needing desperately to find support. Brooke's knee slid between her thighs, increasing the friction between them and sliding Brooke's fingers ever deeper. The cheerleader gazed lovingly at the girl beside her and whispered, "Going down...fasten your seatbelt" Haley only saw the devilish grin laced over Brooke's face before she began to kiss her way down Haley's body.

"Brooke what if Taylor comes back –she'll hear-you can't...Brooke, no wait, stop, please I...I...ohhh g-god" The last thing Haley saw before she shut her eyes in satisfaction, was a pair of black, frilly knickers landing in a corner of the shower.

Brooke gave Haley one last lingering look from her kneeled position then slowly ran her tongue up the length of Haley's inner thigh, smiling at the way it made Haley whimper. Her tongue

Brooke's lips encircled Haley's clit, kissing and sucking as teeth grazed the sensitive area without hesitation. Haley's knees threatened to buckle but Brooke held her up through her actions alone. Her tongue licked and flickered skilfully in ways Haley had never dreamt of on hot nights when she fantasised about being with her best friend. This was hundred times better. A thousand. Her hips rocked compulsively against Brooke's mouth and tongue, as Brooke worked two fingers deep inside her, to the point they went up to the knuckle. Haley's senses were blurred, she knew water was falling down her chest and stomach and cascading over Brooke's head, she knew she was making sounds she'd never want her parents to hear EVER, and she knew the tip of Brooke's tongue had just wriggled its way inside her. But she was too high off Brooke to even care.

Then without warning Brooke's fingers retreated and all that Haley could feel was the masterful ministrations of Brooke's lips and tongue as her hands held Haley's hips fast. Brooke created a rhythm as Haley's hands pushed her head as close as was humanly possible to her rocking hips, her back pressed hard against the shower wall. The normally shy A star student felt herself grind roughly against Brooke's eager mouth and tongue. "Oh god B-Brooke, I'm gonna...I'm g- unghh..."

Brooke took that as her hint to end it with a bang. Wrapping her lips back around Haley's clit she looked innocently up at Haley, making sure she watched what she was about to do. Happy Haley was focused on where her lips were placed she did the unthinkable.

Her teeth bit down softly.

"OH GOD I'M C-"

-x-

"Coming soon to a cinema near you!" the over the top voice announced from the television set but Taylor was too busy staring transfixed with horror at the bathroom door.

"I did not just hear that...if there's a god I imagined Haley saying that," Taylor pleaded to the heavens. Giggling from the bathroom denied her that simple request. Taylor's shoulders slumped and she sighed long and hard. Trudging over to the kitchen counter she picked up her cell phone and dialled. She tapped her finger on the counter as she waited for someone to pick up. When Taylor heard the dial tone end she said, "Hey Carl? Yeah it's me. Listen...wanna get laid? Like...now?"

Hell will freeze over, the day my little sister gets some and I don't.

IT'S A MIRACLE!HALLELUJAH!

"Is that champagne?"

Maybe...

-x-

"Stop it" Haley warned the girl directly opposite her in the slightly cramped bath tub.

"Stop wha?" Brooke replied with an air of innocence. Her devilish smirk betrayed that as she blew a handful of bubbles into the air. Haley's eyes slid open a smidgen as she glared playfully at the brunette.

"You know what. The thing with your toe."

Brooke looked on unvanquished in her quest to tease her gorgeous, wet girlfriend. "It's not doing any...harm..." she trailed off with a grin as her knee visibly moved forward through the sea of endless bubbles. Haley surveyed her coolly and said, "If that toe inches another centimeter up my thigh I'll do it some harm". She smiled as she felt Brooke's foot retreat from between her legs and move back to its owner.

Brooke sulked. She jutted out her lower lip in a pout and looked at the tutor through her lashes. "But I wanna frisk you tutor-girlllll" she whined in a small voice. Haley raised an eyebrow her way in an incredulous fashion.

"We already frisked on the couch, in the bedroom and in the shower! How much luvvin' do you need woman?" Haley inquired in exasperation. But she smiled when Brooke gave her a puppy dog look complete with that damn pout that got her every time.

"S'not my fault I'm insatiable for youuuu," Brooke gushed as her toe tried its stealth attack back up Haley's thigh. Haley's eyebrow rose a second time. "Well okay, I'm insatiable for pretty much anyone, but nowww, just for you", she smiled her flawless smile. Her toe crept up Haley's stomach, past her chest and attempted to tickle the side of her neck. Haley made a sound like a snorting animal and bit Brooke's foot. She burst into giggles when the girl yelped and withdrew her foot like it had been...bitten, or electrocuted. Yeah, that works.

Now Brooke's pout was genuine as she nursed her toe in one hand and shot hurt looks at Haley. Haley sighed and said," give it here."

Brooke looked at her suspiciously like she was about to get bitten again. "I won't bite...again." Brooke's look didn't waver. "Hand on heart", Haley did just that and it seemed to be enough to get Brooke to edge her foot slowly towards her. Haley took it and placed a gentle kiss on the area she'd sunk her teeth in. Brooke quickly relaxed and indulged in the attention. Haley's kisses sent a tingle down her leg and she suddenly needed to be close to her.

"Hey hon, come 'ere" Brooke whispered and motioned for her to come lay with her. Haley let go of Brooke's foot and slid over until her back was facing her. She sunk down beneath the water and rested herself between Brooke's legs, her head lying softly on her chest. "Comfy?" Brooke asked as Haley made herself at home.

"Oh hell yeah. Now I know why guys refer to them as love pillo-", Haley was cut off by a hand clamping over her mouth and she laughed into it.

"Don't refer to "them" as love pillows. The last guy who did lost the ability to have kids" she explained with an air of venomous dislike. Haley took the hand away from her mouth and draped it loosely around her waist.

"Hey I'm part of the love pillow posse too, it cool homie," Haley replied in a mock ghetto accent. Brooke snorted a laugh and settled against Haley's curvaceous form, her free hand playing idly with her hair. As she twisted a strand around her index finger she let out a low sigh and looked down at the exhausted girl lounging on her. "So..."homie", how you feeling?" Brooke tried, hoping to fill the silence.

"About what?"

"The major porno we jus made" Brooke joked. Her chest vibrated while Haley laughed then she leaned back to get Brooke's face into view.

"I feel like I just died and went to heaven" she replied dreamily. The honest smile on her face made Brooke turn to jelly. "Apart from the dying part...cus that would suck. But yeah, no regrets. Definitely the least regrettable thing I've done in my whole life." Brooke wasn't the best at taking compliments; they seemed to weaken her until the inevitable break up when her heart got broken all the more easily. But Brooke really wanted to believe what Haley was saying, above anything else. She knew she was different from every other person she'd been with, the fact she was a girl aside, Haley was trustworthy, completely honest, always caring and bursting with love. "Oh and by the way Brooke, never EVER call sex petty. I don't know about your past relationships but you-and-me-sex is anything but petty. So feel free to "express your love" for me anytime" Haley beamed up at her with a cheeky smirk.

She stretched her neck from her awkward position and planted an upside down kiss on Brooke's lips. "I love you," she whispered. That one hit home. Brooke burst into tears without warning and Haley looked horrified. "I mean..erm..I really, really love you! I do! Lots and lots of lov-!"

"Haley it's okay. It's not bad crying. See, happy tears" she sniffled with a watery smile. Haley stopped panicking and realised why she'd made Brooke cry. "Aww, you've turned into a right softie you know that Brooke Davis" Haley teased as she moved onto her stomach and hugged her tightly. Brooke returned the embrace one armed as she wiped away the last of her sudden tears. Smiling still, she placed a kiss on Haley's forehead.

"I blame you. I'm not the person I was two weeks ago, I mean I'm caring, affectionate, I've started to forget what the Gucci brand label looks like," Haley chuckled and snuggled closer, closing her eyes as she began to drift off into the land of sleep. "And it's all because of you and the way you make me feel. Since the day I set eyes on you, I knew I wanted you. I never meant to fall in love, I promised myself I wouldn't get hurt again after Lucas...but you, the way you look at me..."

"Mmm?"

"I know you don't want to leave me." Brooke said as her throat tightened up. God, being soft is hard on a girl. Ironically...

"Course I don't, you're all I want" Haley gushed sleepily, "So...do you have any regrets?"

"Well...I've had better...Ow! No biting!" Brooke whined as Haley bit into her shoulder. "Fine, I have no regrets, you're the best thing I have in my life and intend to keep it that way. I do regret not buying a muzzle for you though"

"You know you love it when I bite you" Haley smiled evilly. Dammit, I hate it when she's right. Brooke remained silent, enjoying the peaceful moment with her irresistible girl and shitload of bubble bath. A few minutes passed and Brooke peered down at a quiet Haley, watching her chest rise and fall.

"I think we're gonna be alright from now on Hales," Brooke said gently. Haley's soft snores were the only reply she got. Brooke sighed and nestled herself against Haley. Her eyes fluttered shut, a peaceful look upon her face as she let herself doze off too.

She didn't need an answer. The fact they had got this far was all the evidence she needed to know this was going to work.

We're gonna be okay...

-x-

Approximately 1 week, 5 hours and 32 minutes ago:

The smoking wreckage of what was once an A-class Mercedes shimmered in the moonlight. Lingering flames licked savagely at the burned out hunk of metal that formed Dan Scott's premature coffin. Movement, small but noticeable to anyone standing by. But the wreck sat alone in its own little ditch, hidden from the world. Then sound, the creak of metal against metal, the crunch of aluminium folding and bending.

A pale and bloody hand shoots up towards the starry night sky. It slams down against its forged prison and pushes. Heaving up an arm, a shoulder and then a head just as bloody as the hand. Eyes full of blind rage. Lips drawn over bared teeth. A single word screamed into the unsympathetic night, "DAAAAAVIS!"

To be continued...

End of chapter 10

End of Lessons in Love

A.N: That's all folks! The end of my first ever fan-fiction and I hope I did it justice because it's consumed a good few months of my life! I threw my all into it and hope it will stand as a gleaming example of what I can do with a few ideas and a Microsoft word :D.

I also hope it encourages others to write, because it's always fun to read a great story but writing your own can be just as much and also rewarding. To be honest I'm grateful I'm finished. I began in February and now it's July! Now I can get on with being lazy and not have you all nagging me for updates :P Kidding I love the attention and you know it.

Right so the big surprise...

I'm gonna make a sequel (Gasp!), don't worry I know sequels suck when it comes to movies but this is a fic and by god it's gonna be good. It'll make Lessons in love look tame when it comes down to hot/sweet baleyness and down right madness.

Alien invasions, demonic armies, a meteorite hitting the town and a trip to centre parcs are just a few glimpses of what's next to come. Be afraid, be very afraid.

I've only shown you the tip of the iceberg guys...well most of you are girls, so girls. Get ready to dive into a world of baley amazingness-ness.

The title: The Baley Experience

Release date: Erm, soon

Will there be hot naked fun with a side of incredible plotlines: You bet your ass there will.

Watch this space

Mikey xx