Chapter 8: Your Guardian Angel Part I
Pure bliss, the only words that Deb Scott could describe these past few months, sure things had been rocky at first with Haley coming back with more than enough baggage for one person but everything had worked out in the end. Well there was that one speed bump when Haley's manager had come barging into their lives demanding his star return to New York but Haley declined not wanting to give up her family, not again. He threatened to reveal her double identity thinking that Haley would be scared but when she simply brushed off his threat he fused and argued until Nathan and Lucas had to throw him off the property telling him to never return. She chuckled to herself thinking about that day.
"What're you laughing about?" Dan asked his wife with a perplexed look gracing his face.
"Just remembering the look on Bryce's face when Nathan and Lucas threw him out of the café, he looked so confused, I don't think he's ever been man handled like that," Deb chuckled again. She was never one to condone fighting but that twerp Haley called a manager had it coming to him when he thought it was a brilliant idea to cross a Scott, BIG mistake.
Dan chuckled softly to himself as he leaned back in his beach chair. The Scotts had decided that a day at the beach would be the perfect family trip on this glorious summer day. While the children and grandchildren were running about the sand, splashing in the water, and soaking up the sun Dan and Deb decided to sit under the umbrella basking in the happiness of their family. It had been far too long since things had been this peaceful and stress free in the Scott family. "Poor guy didn't know what hit him."
"Oh I'm sure he felt the door hit his ass on the way out," Deb chuckled once again.
"What has you two so giddy?" Haley asked taking a seat next to her parents in the vacant beach chair.
"Oh nothing sweetie," Deb sighed glancing over at her daughter. She took in Haley's skeptical look knowing that her daughter was not fooled. "Ok, we were reminiscing in the scene your manager caused when he decided to show his face in Tree Hill."
"Must you remind me," Haley groaned not wanting to relive the day that had almost ruined her life. She thought for sure when Bryce came barging back into her life that all she had rekindled would be destroyed, how wrong I was. Nathan and Lucas had instinctively gone into over protective big brother mode when Bryce yelled at her, something along the lines of giving up the best thing to happen in her life, Peyton had gone back to being her witty bitchy best friend, that she once knew in high school, as she bitched him out for intruding in their lives, and Brooke had comforted her like she did when she initially discovered the truth about Damien; it was like nothing had changed or was going to change. "I thought that Bryce was going to ruin everything."
"What makes you say that?" Deb asked titling her glasses upwards so nothing broke her eye contact with the youngest Scott.
"Well I just figured that with Bryce bargaining into our lives you guys would realize that you didn't want me here," Haley replied bashfully.
"And why would we do that?" Deb asked in shock.
"I guess I just figured that Bryce would remind you that I was Taylor James and…I don't know…I guess I just figured that you'd be reminded that I ran away and realize that you hated me," Haley answered sheepishly while bowing her head. Haley knew that it was ridiculous of her to think that her family would disown her so easily but her insecurities were too strong to be overpowered. After everything that she put her friends and family through she wouldn't blame them for anything.
"Oh sweetie," Deb soothed as she rubbed Haley's forearm reassuringly. "We could never hate you. You're our daughter and we love you no matter what, yes we sometimes disagree with what you do but we will always love you."
"Thanks Mom," Haley replied with a polite smile.
"Yeah thanks Mom," Brooke said butting in. She took a seat next to Haley resting her chin on her forearm. "Why are we thanking her," Brooke whispered up to her girlfriend.
"Don't worry about it babe," Haley smiled down to Brooke kissing her head. Brooke raised a skeptical eyebrow knowing that the conversation she had interrupted was something to worry about. She hadn't heard much but she heard enough to know that Haley needed some reassuring. Brooke found it amusing, Haley was Taylor James the biggest music sensation out there but she still managed to have a self-confidence level an inch high.
"I'll let it slide for know but once we get back to the apartment you've got some explaining to do," Brooke warned with a wagging finger.
"Fine," Haley huffed. Hmmm…Maybe I can distract her by…
"Mama Mama Mama!" Jamie called as he came running over to the small group that had accumulated under the beach umbrella.
"Jamie Jamie Jamie!" Haley called back mocking her son's enthusiasm.
"Stop teasing me," Jamie pouted while crossing his arms over his chest letting out a 'humph' in the process.
"I'm not teasing you buddy. You're just too cute when you get excited," Haley smiled while pulling her disgruntled son into her lap. "So what's so important that you had to come running over here to tell me?"
"Daddy said that I could spend the night, if that's okay with you," Jamie asked tentatively.
"Of course it's alright with me," Haley said kissing her son's forehead. It never ceased to amaze her how adorable Jamie was from his polite manners to his undying love; he was the perfect son any parent could ask for, especially a single teen mother.
"Thanks Mama," Jamie said kissing Haley's cheek before running off towards Jake and Jenny.
"I guess this means we have the place to ourselves," Brooke seductively whispered into Haley's ear knowing that the starlet would flush red if her parents were to hear. "I can't wait until I have you all to myself…oh the things I'm going to do." Haley shivered involuntarily as Brooke's breath hit her neck.
"I don't even want to know what you two are planning," Deb said with a raised eyebrow. She chuckled as Haley's cheeks turned a bright shade of red in shame of being caught red handed planning her rendezvous with her girlfriend by her mother.
"Seeing that you've embarrassed our daughter enough why don't we start to pack up," Dan suggested knowing that his daughter was probably in no mood for teasing from his wife. "It's starting to get late and I think that the kids have had enough excitement for one day." He stood from his chair and started to shuffle about picking up the various towels and drinks that were lying around.
"Saved by Papa Scott," Brooke smirked.
"Yeah," Haley sighed.
~FA~
"So what do you wanna do tonight?" Brooke asked while toweling off her hair. She had just stepped out of the shower alone, to her dismay, after their day at the beach.
"I was thinking that we check out Tric," Haley suggested nervously not sure how Brooke would take to her little proposal. Minus her little visit for the reception Haley hadn't been there since she was a teen and her curiosity was getting the better of her. Now she was in the over twenty-one crowd she wanted to know what it was like. As a teen she couldn't wait for her twenty first birthday so she could drink and party with her friends in the local night club, it didn't hurt that her mom half owned it so drinks were on the house.
"Really?" Brooke asked poking her head out of the closet. She saw the nervous smile on Haley's face and knew the brunette was up to something. "Why do I detect that there is some hidden reason for going to Tric?"
"Well…" Haley started while playing with her pinky ring, her nervous habit. "…when we were younger I couldn't wait until we could go and since I left I never got a chance to and I'veneverbeenclubbingbefore," Haley rushed out not really wanting Brooke to hear her.
"Excuse me?" Brooke asked cupping her hand around her ear. "Do my ears deceive me or did you just admit to me that you've never been clubbing?"
"You heard me," Haley frowned not liking the obvious teasing that Brooke was putting her through. So what? I haven't been clubbing…big whop.
"Well then that is going to change Haley Scott because I am taking your virginity," Brooke said with a proud smile.
"Babe I hate to burst your bubble but you have met my son…right?" Haley asked slightly worried about what was going through Brooke's head, yeah Brooke was out there sometimes but this was too much to believe.
"Ha ha," Brooke deadpanned. "I didn't mean that virginity. I meant your clubbing virginity, and before any of your snide remarks, I am taking your virginity because trust me babe, it is an experience worth remembering."
Haley swallowed hard. "I'm scared."
"Don't be," Brooke said taking a seat next to Haley on the bed. "Actually I'm kinda glad to hear that you haven't been clubbing yet." Brooke chuckled as Haley face scrunched up in confusion, why does she have to be so damn cute all the damn time? "Well, if you had been clubbing before that means that you would've had to have left my amazing nephew behind and I know that you would never do that."
"Never," Haley gasped.
"Good," Brooke nodded her head in approval. "Now move that hot ass and change into something sexy."
"Hmmm, let's see what I can find," Haley said with a mischievous smirk as she disappeared into the closet in search of proper clubbing attire.
"Nothing too sexy," Brooke called with panic evident in her voice. "I don't want anyone else leering at you that's my job."
Haley just chuckled at Brooke's panic when in all honesty there was nothing she needed to worry about. Haley was one hundred percent in love with Brooke and had no desire of seeking out someone else. Haley's only sight was for a certain 5'6" brunette bombshell with a body any woman would kill for, eyes that cut through all the BS and look straight at your soul, and a heart that loved with every fiber of her being; Haley had landed the perfect catch and she knew it but that didn't stop her from teasing Brooke. It was a bad habit but Haley thoroughly enjoyed it when she got Brooke jealous and protective, you could say that it was her assurance that Brooke wanted her and her alone. AH-HA! Found it! She quickly pulled her outfit on wanting to get to Tric as quick as possible, her body was buzzing with anticipation of what tonight would bring.
"So what do ya think?" She asked stepping out of the closet with one hand on her hip while the other was displayed above her head.
Humana humana humana…say something…ANYTHING. But words escaped Brooke as she practically drooled over the woman standing in front of her. Haley was wearing a dark blue pleated mini jean skirt that barely covered her amazing thighs, a pair of black strappy stilettos that gave the allusion that Haley's legs went on for miles, and a black long sleeved tube top with ties up the sides. Her brunette locks flowed lazily over her shoulders framing her gorgeous face. The tasteful amount of make-up that adorned her face accentuated her natural beauty that any woman would kill for.
"I'll take that blank stare and drool as a sign that you like it," Haley chuckled loving the reaction that Brooke was giving her. It amazed her that after all the time apart along with some other factors that Brooke still found her attractive, well attractive enough to leave her speechless.
"Me likey a lot," Brooke spoke in awe as she walked towards Haley wrapping her arms around her slender waist. "It looks like I'm going to have my work cut out for me tonight." Haley arched one of her perfectly manicured eyebrows in question to Brooke's comment. "I'm gonna be beating away all the horny men and women once you step foot in the club."
"I highly doubt that," Haley huffed out knowing that Brooke was all talk.
"Are you kidding me?" Brooke asked in bewilderment, she's got to be kidding…I guess from the look on her face she's not…even after touring the country, performing in front of millions, and being flocked over by thousands she's still the same old shy Haley Scott, shy and unaware. She pulled Haley over to the full length mirror. "Take a good look at yourself and reconsider your last statement."
"I don't see what you're getting at?" Haley fussed not liking the sudden spotlight that was shining down on her. Sure she could handle the spotlight that stardom brought but this one was new…nerve-wracking to Haley. Never before had someone looked at her so intently.
Brooke sighed, how could she not see it? "Every time I see you my breath is taken away; you are so absolutely stunning that it's unsettling. When you walk into a room everyone notices, you just have this presence…this glow that commands attention. All those girls out there, the actresses, starlets, and heiresses are put to shame by your natural beauty; it's nothing forced or labored over it's just there. You may not see it but I do, every single day I see the grace, purity, and poise that you poses and that's just one of the reasons I fell in love with you. Even back in high school, though you may never admit it, you were the most gorgeous girl to walk the halls of Tree Hill High and everyone knew it. You, Haley Scott, for lack of a better word, seeing that there doesn't seem to be a word to describe you, are a goddess." She gazed at Haley through the mirror praying that for once Haley could see her true beauty that she neglected every day.
Their gazes connected through the mirror and Haley knew that Brooke wasn't lying; the intensity behind her gaze gave Haley every assurance that she needed. Smiling simply Haley nodded her head hoping that Brooke would understand because quite frankly she was speechless. Brooke's words had touched her in ways unthinkable; never before had she been soothed, comforted, and reassured by words so sincere. A tear trickled down her cheek as she recalled some of Brooke's words; stunning, beauty, grace, goddess…she thinks I'm a goddess.
"Don't cry baby, you know I hate it when you cry," Brooke pleaded wrapping her arms tighter around Haley's waist.
"Happy tears," Haley whispered while leaning back into Brooke's hold. She let out a content sigh as Brooke started to rub her thumbs along her sides. "No one's ever said anything so…beautiful to me before."
"It's the truth, every word," Brooke smiled before leaning forward and kissing Haley's bare shoulder tenderly. She looked up catching Haley's gaze again and smiled. "I better get ready, don't wanna waste any more time when we could be dancing the night away."
"I'll be waiting in the living room," Haley pecked Brooke's lips before exiting the room. "Don't take too long," she called from the hallway.
"Wouldn't dream of it."
Tric was packed with the plus twenty-one crowd that populated Tree Hill and the surrounding towns, not that it was a surprise. Growing up in a small town there was nothing of interest for the 'of age' crowd, well, nothing to do before Tric opened up. Karen and Deb had their hesitance about opening a night club in such a rural area but all their worries were thrown out the window on opening night five years ago. Young men and women had lined along the brick building an hour before the opening in hopes of something to do in the small town that they called home and ever since that night Tric had been the place to party. And it seemed like everyone had the same thought tonight, Tric was packed to capacity with young adults bumping and grinding, socializing, and merriment as Haley and Brooke entered with a free pass, perks of having your mother co-own the club with your aunt.
"Seems things haven't changed," Haley yelled over the bass of the speakers.
"Oh yes they have," Brooke smiled cheekily. "Now I can get you liquored up and not have to worry about getting arrested."
"Hardy har har, you're a regular comedian," Haley deadpanned as they found a vacant booth. She slipped into the crescent shaped seat pulling Brooke along with her. She looked around the club taking in everything surrounding her. It was completely different from the wedding; all the tables and chairs were pushed towards the back of the club near the bar, instead of the clothes draping over the rafters there were various lights hanging, and most differently the elegant atmosphere that the Leyton wedding posed the club was now flashing with party lights and buzzing with sound. As she continued to roam the club she noticed a familiar couple dancing on the floor, I guess the honeymoon still isn't over; she started laughing uncontrollably as she watched her brother and sister-in-law participating in what Haley could only describe as clothed sex.
"What's so funny?" Brooke asked with amusement trying to follow Haley sight line.
"The honeymooners," Haley chocked out as she pointed towards the couple of discussion.
Brooke followed Haley's extended finger until her eyes settled upon Lucas and Peyton indeed participating in honeymoon activities. "It seems that we have some competition for hottest couple."
"What?" Haley screamed.
"You heard me," Brooke said with a coy smile while grabbing Haley's hand and dragging her onto the dance floor. "Don't worry about it, we're already the hottest couple we just need some reassurance votes," she responded to Haley's skeptical look.
'Strip Club' by DJ Nelson came vibrating through the speakers as Haley and Brooke worked towards their goal of 'the hottest couple' in Tric which wasn't hard to achieve. The moment the girls started to move it seemed like much of the male, and some of the female, population took notice to the brunettes. Who couldn't? They commanded attention that they so amply received. Haley's back was glued to Brooke's front as they moved along with the beat. Just like the lyrics said, the girls had Tric under their spell, no matter how hard you tried to pull your attention away you couldn't, when you thought you had enough will power to look away from the…erotic scene the girls pulled you back in. Much like their old pong table running days from high school the girls toyed with each other. Brooke slid her hand dangerously low almost under Haley's waist band and Haley would respond by reaching back and grabbing Brooke's ass; no one could look away. Haley reached her other hand behind hers and Brooke's head latching onto Brooke's neck pulling her closer, if that was even possible, while Brooke's other hand found its way to Haley's bare thigh grasping at it wanting to feel every inch of her silky smooth skin. It wasn't long before both girls got lost in each other forgetting the hundreds of other people surrounding them. Brooke leaned her head forward attaching her lips to Haley's slender neck not being able to resist the beauty in front of her any longer.
Haley gasped when she felt Brooke nibble on her neck, need…to…get…outta here! Haley quickly scanned the room looking for anywhere she could take Brooke because right now with the music, their closeness, and Brooke's ministrations it would be impossible to make it back to the apartment; it was just too far away. BINGO! She had spotted the closest door in their vicinity and is just so happened to be the door leading to Peyton's record label. Hastily grabbing Brooke's hand she dragged the grumbling brunette towards her destination knowing that Brooke would quit her complaining once she figured out what Haley needed, her. Flinging the door open she shoved Brooke inside locking it then placing her hands chest high on the door trying to steady herself, never before had she gotten this worked up but she liked it. Before she could move Haley felt Brooke's arms snake around her waist while her mouth went back to its earlier ministrations, EURIKA! And she finally gets it!
"Glad to see you've stopped complaining," Haley chuckled as her breath hitched to Brooke's nibbling on her collar bone.
"You tear me away from dancing with my sexy as sin girlfriend without uttering a word and you don't expect me to complain?" Brooke asked finally tearing her mouth away from Haley's skin reluctantly.
"I just figured that you would've caught on faster, after all I was dragging you towards an empty room," Haley smirked loving the way Brooke's ministrations were making her feel. As their conversation picked up Brooke never removed her hands from Haley's waist, her fingers idly dancing along the exposed skin of Haley's abdomen every now and then dipping underneath the waist band of her skirt.
"Well excuse me for enjoying our closeness back there," Brooke retorted in her usual overdramatic manner.
"If you want closeness then you need to stop talking," Haley smiled devilishly as she spun in Brooke's arms. One look in Haley's eyes spoke every intention she had for their not so discrete departure; lust desire, want and need flashed across her chocolate orbs as she gazed upon Brooke taking a slight step back. It hadn't gone unnoticed to her that Brooke had toned down her usual appearance, well usual appearance from high school; I guess I have been gone longer then I thought. Seeing that this was their first outing to the club since Haley got back she never noticed just how humbled Brooke had become. He outfit was simple yet sexy; a pair of black strappy heels adorned her feet extending her already long legs, her favorite pair of dark denim skinny jeans hugged every curve of her legs perfectly, her toned stomach was on show as her deep blue halter top stopped at her belly button, the straps of the halter top accentuating her perfect breast in every good way possible before they vanished around her neck, and her make-up, it was light and natural not masking her true beauty.
The starlet licked her lips as an involuntary moan fell from her lips, god my girls is hot! Her self control was diminishing and fast, the things she does to me. She couldn't take it any longer, the distance between them though it was slight, was still too much for her hormones to take, she had lost control. She forcefully pulled Brooke towards her claiming her lips in a kiss that could only be described as unadulterated; it was fierce, passion filled, and raw lust. Brooke was slightly taken aback by this new forcefulness that Haley had acquired but she soon found herself being lost in it; over the long four year dry spell she had dreams of a domineering Haley and she was finally getting it. Brooke found that she was being forced backwards, WOW she's horny, until the back of her thighs bumped into something solid.
Bracing herself Brooke soon realized that Haley had pushed her against the pool table that Peyton liked to keep around. If Peyton ever finds out that we had sex on her pool table, scratch that, in her office she's gonna kill us..hehehe…so worth it. Haley pulled back gasping for air as she looked at Brooke, also gasping for air, bracing herself against the pool table looking every bit the sex goddess that she was. There was no time for foreplay as the wetness between Haley's thighs grew tenfold as she watched Brooke's breasts rise and fall with every labored breath she took, it was hypnotic.
"Lose the shoes and the pants," Haley demanded taking notice to the forceful tone her voice had taken. She watched in amusement as Brooke made rapid work of losing said articles of clothing leaving her in her halter top and black thong. Haley groaned, not caring that Brooke could hear her, as she took in Brooke's stance; her arms were braced behind her holding her upper body from toppling backwards, her legs were spread beyond shoulder length apart giving Haley the perfect view of her gorgeous legs and center. Haley practically pounced at Brooke latching her lips onto her girlfriend's neck not being able to restrain herself any longer. Brooke moaned as Haley's luscious lips roamed her body not leaving any bare skin unattended to, it was taking every fiber of will power for her to not take control and turn the tables but she had dreamed of a domineering Haley for months and she was damn sure going to get her fill.
Haley worked her way down Brooke's body, admiring every inch of it, until she came to the one obstacle in front of her destination; her thong. This will not do. Without even thinking Haley hocked her thumb around Brooke's thong and ripped it straight off her heavenly hips, that's more like it. Brooke was in shock, she did not just rip my thong! But before she could dwell on it any longer Haley split Brooke's folds with her fingers and licked right up her center landing on her clit. "Fuck!" Brooke hissed as Haley repeated the action multiple times, each time paying more attention to the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"You like that?" Haley mumbled already knowing the answer if the wetness coming from Brooke was any indication. She heard Brooke whimper a barely audible 'mhmm' causing the starlet to smirk, putty in my hands. Not wanting to disappoint Haley repeated her previous action one more time before latching her lips around Brooke's clit gently nibbling down.
"Good God!" Brooke screamed at this sensation, it was driving her up the walls but she loved it. Usual the roles were reversed, she was the devilish one and Haley was her victim so to speak. But this, she would switch places with Haley any day if it meant this type of satisfaction. "Fuck!" Brooke screamed when Haley unexpectedly thrust two fingers deep inside her. Loving the sounds emitting from her girlfriend Haley curled her fingers wanting to hit Brooke in all the right spots all the while sucking furiously on her clit wanting Brooke to come and come hard. "Oh…God," Brooke moaned as she felt all control being lost to the growing sensation in the pit of her stomach. Without having to ask Haley increased the pace of her thrusting and sucking wanting her girlfriend to release. Brooke cried out Haley's name as her orgasm rocketed through her body leaving her in utter euphoria as she tried to calm her breathing.
Haley gradually worked her way up Brooke's body not leaving any bare skin un-kissed. Upon reaching her mouth Haley kissed the brunette furiously wanting her to know just how turned on she was by their little rendezvous. "You have…absolutely no…idea how…turned on…I am," Haley uttered between kissing Brooke's neck.
"Oh I think I have an idea," Brooke smirked loving the tingling feeling that Haley's kisses left along her neck. Despite all the fooling around and sex she loved this the most; kissing Haley. Unbelievable to most, Brooke simply loved kissing Haley, it was a simple pleasure, their lips fused together, tongues mingling, teeth clashing; she would never get enough of kissing Haley Scott. "Wanna get outta here, I have something to show you?"
"Yeah," Brooke breathed. "Are you gonna let me put my clothes back on?" Haley nodded shyly as her cheeks became enflamed in red. Brooke hurriedly dressed dying to know what her girlfriend had in store for her. "Ready."
The girls exited Tric through the back entrance that was located inside Peyton's office not wanting to attract any more attention that they already had. The car ride back was silent, not uncomfortable but not entirely wanted; both girls were thinking about what was to come, neither realizing they were thinking about two entirely different things. I hope she likes it, Haley thought as she nervously drummed her fingers on the steering wheel. What can I do to thank her? Brooke thought chancing a glance at Haley, she seems nervous…oh well must be nerves about what I'm going to do to her…hehehe.
"So what do you want done to you first?" Brooke asked after hanging her jacket on a hook and turning to face Haley who still looked nervous. "Why have you looked nervous since we left Tric?" She sighed knowing that when Haley was nervous it usually led to no good.
Haley sighed. "I have something for you," she responded fiddling with her pinky ring.
"Okaaaay," Brooke dragged out. "On top of what you did for me back at Tric, am I missing something?"
"No," Haley sighed with a blush at the mention of their earlier encounter, she didn't know what possessed her turning her into a sex crazed machine. "I wrote a song for you and I'm kinda nervous as to how you're going to respond to it."
"You wrote a song for me," Brooke questioned in awe. Never before had anyone done something so romantic for her, it didn't really surprise her though, Haley was always the thoughtful one. She was so excited to hear this song that she started to bounce on her toes in anticipation. "Can I hear it?"
"Yeah," Haley smiled sweetly as she turned and walked towards the bedroom hoping that Brooke would get the hint and follow. Once she entered the room she grabbed her guitar and sat on the vanity stool near the end of the bed. She watched as Brooke took the seat opposite her and couldn't deny the excitement she saw dancing in the brunette's eyes. "Please don't laugh."
"I would never," Brooke assured hoping that Haley believed her.
"Ok. The song is called 'Your Guardian Angel'," Haley smiled hesitantly before strumming the first cord on her guitar.
"When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm strong I have figured out
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one
I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay
Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven"
She didn't dare look at Brooke, it was too nerve wracking. Her heart and soul had just been poured for all, well Brooke, to judge and she wasn't ready to face the consequences of her actions. Sure things had been fine over the past few months that they had been together; both confessing their love for one another but this was different, this took everything to the next level. The ultimate sacrifice had just been uttered and she meant every word of it; if things ever got that bad Haley would die for her, morbid depressing, yes but it was the truth. Haley's heart and soul ached for Brooke and would do anything to see her happy even if that meant death. "Please say something," Haley pleaded not entirely sure if she wanted to know what Brooke was thinking.
Words escaped her. Brooke sat in awe not knowing what to say, who could respond to that? She desperately tried to form any coherent thought but everything she did come up with seemed to fall short. Nothing Brooke could come up with could even come close with describing how she felt. Finally Brooke concluded that words could not portray how strongly she felt about Haley's song. She rose from her seat slowly striding towards the love of her life hoping with all hope that she could show Haley just how much she means to her. Lifting her chin, Brooke helped Haley to her feet leading them both over to the bed in silence. Without any words uttered the couple made love until the wee hours of the morning until neither had the strength to continue.
~FA~
"Well would ya look at that, it seems that Haley and Brooke had fun last night," Jake commented looking at the latest tabloid stand. Rachel and Jake had decided to take the kids out for breakfast that morning not wanting this lovely summer day to go to waste. "It's a good thing we took Jamie last night."
"I still can't believe that no one has figured out that Haley is Taylor James," Rachel commented looking over Jake's shoulder.
~FA~
"Morning sunshine," Jake smiled cheekily as Brooke opened the apartment door. She mumbled incoherently allowing Jake to pass. "Thought I'd bring you some breakfast."
"Yeah yeah," Brooke grumbled dismissively waving her hand towards the kitchen. Despite her cheery attitude mornings were still her enemy, especially the morning after some intense love making sessions. "Why are you here so early?"
"It's eleven," Jake smirked knowing exactly why Brooke was so tired.
"Oh."
"Yeah oh," he chuckled. "Funny thing, I was walking along the board walk this morning when I came across an interesting article."
"Did you seriously come over and wake me up just to tell me about some stupid article you read?" Brooke asked with an over exaggerated hand gesture making sure that Jake got the point that she was not happy about his intrusion.
"Believe me you're going to want to see this," Jake said thrusting the article in front of Brooke.
"Oh My GOD!"
"What? What's wrong?" Haley came bursting into the kitchen.
"Looks like someone had a good night," Jake snickered while pointing to Haley's neck.
Haley scowled at Jake knowing exactly what he was commenting on. She too was surprised when she looked in the mirror after her shower only to find her neck plagued with hickeys. Yes hickeys, despite the fact that Haley was all Brooke's she still felt the need to mark her territory, she's more possessive than a dog. "So what was all the screaming about?"
"Look for yourself," Brooke grumbled thrusting the paper in front of Haley's face.
So Haley read:
"DAVIS SCORES BIG TIME
Women's National Soccer team star forward Brooke Davis was spotted at a local club with a brunette bombshell last night.
Locals said that Davis has been known to show up to the establishment on a regular basis during the off season
but they've never seen her accompanied buy the brunette beauty seen in the photos. Rumour has it that Davis is a
lesbian; could she have found a girlfriend in the mystery girl? It seems that there is a connection. Sources saw both enter
a separate room of the club vanishing for a good amount of time. Shortly after both girls exited the club in a hurry..."
"How embarrassing," Brooke groaned holding her head in her hands to which Haley and Jake laughed at. "Why must you mock me? You realize that I have to go to practice and deal with the torment that the girls are gonna put me through so some relief in the home front would be appreciated."
"Tigger, there is nothing embarrassing about this article," Haley reasoned while she glanced at the pictures.
"They commented on how we disappeared for a good chunk of time and how we left in a hurry, how could that not be embarrassing?" Brooke screeched.
"True...but they called be a brunette bombshell," Haley shrieked while clapping her hands together. Brooke simply rolled her eyes to Haley's antics.
~FA~
"Seems that someone has attracted the media's attention," a voice spoke from behind Brooke.
Brooke spun around from the cereal boxes that she had been staring at for ten minutes. "What do you want?" She spat at the man behind her.
"You're going to break up with Haley," he stated mater of factly.
"And why would I do that?" Brooke asked folding her arms across her chest.
"Because if you don't I'm gonna hurt her, simple as that." Brooke stared mouth agape at the man before he finished. "Oh and you have until tomorrow at midnight before I take any actions." With that said the man turned and left a shocked Brooke.
That's it for chapter 8.
I am so sorry for the long wait; I think it's the longest time between updates for any of my stories...really really sorry. I had a little trouble with how this chapter was going to play out seeing that so many ideas are going through my head for the next chapter. Also sorry for the cliff-hanger, I know that I hate when I'm reading and the story come to a cliff-hanger but this one is necessary, it's there to make you think of what is going to happen, who is talking to Brooke, and what she's going to do. But I hope that the chapter wasn't a disappointment. It seems that I've apologized a lot in this A/N but here's another one, sorry that the end seemed kinda choppy but I wanted to update the story so you wouldn't have to be waiting for ever.
The song is "Your Guardian Angel" by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
So let me know what you think by leaving a review, I love them. Feel free to give your ideas of who the mystery man is, what Brooke should do, and what's going to happen. I love hearing what you have to say.
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P.S. I know that I've been promising more Brooke/ Jamie and I'm sorry my past few chapters have been lacking in that category but I promise chapter 9 will have more.