Chapter 4: Girl Code
Peyton was busy sitting in her computer chair, drawing some of her 'creepy drawings' as Brooke liked to call them. It was how she got through the day to be honest. It was her healthy way of expressing her feelings, though it seemed only someone who looked close enough at them and took the time to try and understand them knew what they meant. And, as it turned out, that only meant one person; Lucas Scott.
"You really need to learn how to answer your phone." a voice said, presenting the man's presence in the room that the deep voice belonged to.
Speak of the Devil. "Or, you just don't know me at all since I don't normally hear the phone." the curly blonde pointed out as she forced a smile and stood up from her chair, quickly closing her sketch pad to hide the latest drawing she had been working on and made her way over to her boyfriend, giving him a kiss.
"Hey, I know you better than you know yourself." Lucas said matter-of-factly, adding in a confident nod after the sentence. He truly believed that too.
"Pishh…" Peyton said, waving her hand like it was the one of the stupidest things she had ever heard in her life with a small laugh falling from her lips.
"So, we're still on for tonight, right?" Lucas questioned as he made himself comfortable on the girl's bed and pulled her down giving her a kiss.
Peyton couldn't help the soft laugh that fell from her lips as she shook her head once they had pulled away. "I promised Haley that I'd hang out with her and do her ritual or whatever it is that she does every first snowfall of the season." she told him honestly as Lucas faked a pout.
With a sigh, he stood up, "I guess I'll just have to get used to my best friend stealing my girlfriend."
"Peyton!" a chirpy blonde bounced up the stairs and into the room she shared with the other blonde. "Lets go outside, it's snowing!" she exclaimed once more, even though Peyton was only a few feet away from her.
"Hales, do we have to? I'm in the middle of something."
"Of what? Drawing? Come on, it'll still be here when you get back." Haley whined as she grabbed a hold of Peyton's hand, trying her best to ignore the sparks the skin-to-skin contact seemed to create as she yanked Peyton out of her chair and pulled her out of her room.
"Fine. But I'm not getting soaking wet and freezing cold." Peyton stated as she grabbed her coat once the two reached the bottom of the stairs and were near the front door.
"Fine." Haley decided, giving up. "Party pooper." she added shortly after with a small pout appearing on her lips as she led the way outside.
Haley spun around with a laugh as she stuck her tongue out like a little kid, trying to catch the snowflakes on her tongue. Peyton was just surprised that the other blonde wasn't afraid to get frost bite on her tongue, now that would hurt like hell. As one blonde watched the other, she couldn't help but laugh.
Christmas was never a fun time of the year for Peyton, her dad was always gone, so she usually spent the time alone. Brooke did come over in the afternoon, but there were no gifts underneath the tree, in fact, there was no tree for the gifts to be under, but she had a feeling this Christmas would be different. With Haley around, it definitely would be.
"What?" Haley blurted out, after standing up properly and adjusting the toque on the top of her head with a cute little smile edging over the scarf that wrapped around her neck.
"Nothing… it's just… it's nothing." Peyton responded, not knowing exactly what it was that made her keep staring at the girl with a grin.
"It's snowing Peyton!" Haley exclaimed, twirling around once more with her arms outstretched.
"Yes, I know Hales." the blonde laughed once more.
"Come on, lets make snow angels." she decided simply as Peyton shook her head. "What? Why not. Peyton Sawyer, you promised you'd have fun."
"And I am… right here, where I'm not getting soaking wet and risking getting a nasty cold."
Haley pouted, before bending down and grabbing a lump of snow, carving it into a perfect round snowball. Raising her hand back, winding up to get ready to throw it at the blonde, she didn't think she'd have to throw it to make the girl actually join in on the snow fun, but as it seemed, that's the way things were going to go. "Fine." she sighed, stomping her foot once more, feeling the snow soak through her book before she threw the snowball at Peyton.
Feeling something wet, and something cold hit her in the back of the head she gasped somewhat, pretending to be insulted as she turned around. "How dare you Haley James!" she exclaimed, intentionally not using the Scott last name. Nathan and Haley still didn't seem to be on great terms, and all it would do was remind Haley about Nathan, and Peyton didn't want that to ruin the moment. "You're going to pay for that!"
"Really? And how, Miss-I-don't-want-to-go-in-the-snow-because-it's-too-cold?" the blonde mocked, saying her words quickly with no pauses.
Peyton stepped out from underneath the cover of her front porch and ran towards Haley, lunging at her and tackling her down on the thick blanket of white snow. The two erupted into non-stop laughter and Peyton even had to admit, it was worth getting a cold.
"Peyton, geez. Gained a little weight there?" Haley mocked as she felt Peyton fall on top of her.
"Hey! You're not supposed to say that to another girl."
"And why not?" the girl cocked an eyebrow as Peyton moved closer to her.
"Because, one, it's rude. And two, it's a part of the girl code." Haley decided with a confident nod of her head, but she made sure that she didn't bang heads with Peyton.
"Since when is there a girl code?"
"Well, I guess I should have expected you didn't know since you slept with Lucas and all." the blonde mocked, but could tell that her last comment had hurt Peyton as a small pout replaced her smile. "Peyt, I didn't mean it that way. It was just a joke." she quickly added as she pulled Peyton closer to her for a hug, but it seemed that her attempt to not bang their heads together, well it didn't really work.
"Oww." Peyton mumbled, but couldn't help but laugh as she glanced at Haley who was only inches away. She could smell the faint scent of Haley's perfume, and figured out why Haley always smelt like vanilla, it was her jacket.
A few moments later, the two were stuck in each other's gaze, and all it seemed to do was get them into even more trouble as their lips crashed into each other's in a passionate kiss. The snowflakes continued to fall, covering their tracks as they laid in the snow and kissed.
Haley was surprised when Peyton inched forward, and even more surprised that she let herself inch forward also. As their lips crashed upon each other's, there was no time given to second guess their actions, and the blonde didn't want to. Neither of the blondes did. Maybe it was the season, the snow… but for whatever reason, something happened. Something sparked between them, and it was something they couldn't ignore. Not this time.
They both knew it was wrong, and they both knew they'd regret it in the morning in some way, shape or form. But, that didn't seem to matter right now, as their lips grazed one another's and just the right song filled the room. Haley ran her fingers through the blonde's now curly hair from the wetness of the snow, as Peyton took a grip on Haley's neck, pulling each other closer, deepening the kiss.
They had managed to stumble back into the house and hurry up into Peyton's room, her vinyl track still playing in the background from earlier when Haley rushed in to drag her away from her broody world.
Caressing her soft skin, Haley left her cold hands on Peyton's rosy cheeks as she continued to explore the inside of the girl's mouth with her tongue, while Peyton busily moved her hands to do much more useful things, like take off the wet jacket Haley had been wearing. Pulling off the scarf, after throwing the jacket to the side, she moaned softly into the kiss and took off her own jacket.
Haley decided to help Peyton with her jacket, as she threw it to the side and took off the other girl's scarf also while the two managed to move towards the bed all at once. In every movement, at every second in time, the two girls were connected somehow, someway; with skin contact or their thoughts and that was when they went as far as they could, passing the point of no return.
But in the moment of heat and passion, they had no plans to take it back.
"So does this go against the girl code?" the curly blonde asked, moving a piece of hair out of the other girl's face. The sun was fading, soon to be hiding behind the clouds and hills of Tree Hill.
"I think we can make an exception." the other blonde replied. Peyton's fingers caressed her cheek as shivers were sent down Haley's spine and she couldn't help but bury her face slightly into a pillow on the bed as her cheeks turned a soft shade of red.