Okay-- So some of you are dying for Naley, and trust me so am I, but the next few chapters have some of their history, and shhtuff, like getting them to realize they really do actually love each other and whatever, BUT you guys have to wait until the Brucas wedding.. thats when the REAL drama will unfold. But JUST MAYBE i said a little too much.. oops me and my big mouth.

PART 2- Acting Your Age

"Pey? They're both positive. I'm Pregnant." She said, completely shocked. It was like her body was on auto-pilot or something. Like she heard herself talking and felt herself moving, but felt numb emotionally. Yet, at the same time, deep in the pit of her stomach, she felt sheer terror taking over. Or was that pure happiness? She couldn't tell.

"You, you are?" Peyton asked, trying to sound supportive and calm.

"Yeah... I am." She said slowly as if it was maybe sinking in, as Peyton got to her feet and grabbed Brooke's wrists.

"B. Davis! You are going to be a mommy! And think of all the shopping we'll get to do!" She told her in a desperate attempt to make her see that this was a good thing.

"Yeah. Yeah, I am!" She repeated to herself in disbelief.

"Yeah, you are!" Peyton squealed, jumping up and down, still clenching Brooke's wrists.

"Oh my god! I"M HAVING A BABY!" She screamed, joining in on the jumping.

Lucas had arrived early to Haley's house. He had left the house around noon. Brooke had kicked him out claiming Peyton and her were going shopping. So he had basically drove around for a while until he stopped at the Café and helped Karen. He knocked, but there was no answer and the screen wasn't locked and the door was opened, letting in the summer breeze. So he entered.

"Hales? Where are you?" He called. He heard footsteps coming downstairs, but he didn't recognize the sound as Haley's. Hers were light and quick. These were slow and loud.

"Lucas?" It was Nate.

"She's sleeping with Megan in the family room. Watching some chick flick."

Lucas started walking toward the family room and Nathan followed. "Taylor here?"

"Nope. She went to Tric to 'set up.'"

They reached the family room, only to see Haley sleeping in sweats with a sleeping Megan atop her. The T.V. Was showing the last few minutes of Cinderella.

"Cinderella is not some chick flick. At least don't ever say that to Megan. It's her favorite movie, and her favorite color is supposedly light blue because that is the color of Cinderella's dress. Which Megan is going to wear when she goes to her first Royal Ball." Lucas relied the information to his brother.

"That kid has everything figured out, doesn't she?"

"Pretty much. Except she changes her plan like every minute."

"Yeah, I kinda figured that out." He told him as Lucas slowly awoke Haley, who slipped out from underneath Megan and realized she had a half hour to get ready.

"Clean, Nathan?" She smirked as she patted his chest while walking past him.

"If you're asking if I have any drugs, sorry, no." He joked as he watched her retreat through the kitchen and back down the hallway that led to the staircase, flipping him off.

"I'm confused." Lucas's voice tore Nathan from staring at Haley's ass.

"Oh. I Ahh.. cleaned her kitchen in a way," Nathan stuttered.

"Dude, if that was some weird sex joke, A. It was totally lame. B. EWW! Don't want to hear about it!"

"No, literally." He laughed.

"Hellooo.." Brooke's voice drawled from the hallway along with the sound of her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor. "Tutordate? You here?"

"Hey! I thought I was your date: Peyton argued, following her into the kitchen.

"There's more Brooke to go around now, remember?" Lucas smiled as Brooke came into the kitchen. Peyton shot a nervous glance to Brooke, who had stopped at the sight of Lucas.

Peyton whispered something incoherent to Brooke, and Lucas wondered why Brooke looked so scared to see him. No not scared, terrified. And worried. He shot Nathan a glance, but he shrugged as if to say: 'Don't look at me! I don't know anything.'

Peyton nudged Brooke toward Lucas, and Brooke looked back nodding and taking a deep breathe.

"Lucas. We need to talk." She said softly. 'No! We are happy! A week before our marriage! Shit! What if she doesn't want to marry me! Okay. Relax. Just...'

"Alright." He said shakily. The worry evident in his voice.

"Uh! Nathan! Come help me with, um, Megan! Now!" Peyton said urgently.

Nathan was lost. Clearly not picking up the hint. "Why? She's sleeping. Haley said she naps or at least she tries to get..." He was cut off by Peyton's annoyed scoff and yanked him toward the family room, leaving Brooke and Lucas alone.

"Brooke. Honey. You're scaring me."

Brooke smiled slightly, before wrapping her arms around his chest. He reciprocated by wrapping his around hers.

"Lucas. I'm pregnant." It came out in one blow. And shocked the hell out of Lucas.

"What! Are you sure? Why didn't you tell me?" He pushed her out a little so he could see her eyes.

"I'm pregnant. I took two tests and they were both positive. And you weren't home." She giggled even though he didn't mean for his rambling to be funny.

"Did you go to the doctors yet?"

"No, my appointment is for Monday."

"Oh my god." He said rubbing his hands through his blonde hair. Panick now surged through Brooke.

"You don't want the baby do you?" She cried.

"What! No! Brooke, of course I do. I love you and I love this baby. I promise."

"You won't leave if it gets hard? Cause I need you, Lucas." She said quietly so only he could possibly hear.

"Never. Cause I need you too, Brooke." He whispered in her ear.

"I love you, Lucas."

I love you too, Cheery."

Haley walked downstairs dressed in a cut off jean skirt, black belt, a black halter and black flip-flops. He hair was its usually brown curly mess, hanging loosely around her shoulders. The door bell rang as she was walking past it.

"Hey Jake. Jenny. How are you?" She asked, moving aside to let them in.

"Wow, Haley! You look... your age! And.. Pretty." He stammered as Haley blushed.

"Hey! Girlfriend! Right Here!" Peyton said, waving her hands as she walked toward him.

"Hey back, beautiful." He kissed her.

They walked back toward the family room where Nathan was playing the now-awake Megan in checkers, and Brooke was sitting on Lucas's lap.

Brooke was the first one to look up at Peyton, Jake, Jenny, and Haley.

"Hey guys! Damn Haley! You look... Better than me! I'm going to borrow some of your clothes, tutorgirl. Damn, never thought I would say those words. Hopefully, I can still fit into them." She added, as she brushed past Peyton.

"Don't worry, I think you have like three months or something like that before you have to buy new clothes." Peyton told her.

"Ooo! Mommy pretty! Where you going?" Megan asked Haley.

"Um. Aunt Brooke, Aunt Peyton and I are going to go out. You and Jenny are staying here with the guys." Megan let out a long, over-dramatic sigh.

"Fine. Ha! King me!" She yelled at Nathan, who was busy staring at Haley.

"Oh, right."

Haley sits down on the couch next to Nathan and Lucas. Nathan shifts over more uncomfortably.

"Alright, so. Bedtime is...?" Haley asks Lucas.

"Haley! We know! 9:30 bedtime, no sweets after 8, and no forcing them to watch ESPN. Besides. Jake will be with us. It'll be alright."

"Yeah. Anyways, mgean just got some new movies so you could just let them pass out watching one of those. Or and old one, whatever." She rambles out as Brooke reenters the room in a black skirt, and a red tank top.

"Haley? Do you have any pudding?"

"Um. No. And pudding? Aren't you on a low cal diet?"

"No, I ah, I gave it up. Well, we'll have to get some while we are out. Major craving! Lets go girls."

"Remember Brooke: No alcohol." Lucas reminds her.

"Wait. Brooke. No alcohol, Pudding cravings, three months until you have to buy new clothes... Oh my god! You're pregnant!" Haley shouts.

A smile crapt onto Brooke's face in quiet agreement with Haley's words.

"Oh my gosh!" She screamed, running over to where Brooke was standing to give her a huge hug. "Brooke Davis is going to have her own kids to corrupt now! And think of all the baby clothes we get to buy!" Peyton had now joined their hug and Brooke was crying.

"And lets hope you aren't as mean as Haley was." Peyton added. Brooke sniffed a laugh and Haley pouted.

"For the last time! You try being two weeks overdue and see how it feels! They should have strapped a sign on my butt that said : 'Wideload!' Megan and Jenny giggled at this while Lucas, Jake, Peyton and Brooke rolled their eyes.

"Alright Haley. Whatever you say. Lets just go before we get any older!" Peyton reasoned

"Hey, we are not old! 23 is not old!" Brooke complained as they walked out of the door.

"Congratulations, man!" Nathan told Lucas, pulling him into one of their handshake/hugs.

"Yeah. Let's just hope you get a boy though, because we're outnumbered." Jake said also giving him a handshake/hug."

"Thanks guys."

"Yeah. And we need another Scott guy to beat our kick-ass records!" Nathan said and Lucas laughs.

"Woah! This is Brooke's kid too, you know. So even if it's a boy it's going to totally love shopping." Nathan and Lucas groan.

"We wanna go outside!" Jenny tells them.

"And we want Mac and Cheese!" Megan adds.

The girls arrive at Tric shortly after. Karen, Deb, and Taylor were already there. Peyton had told the bouncer, Eric, to let in tons of hot guys. Brooke walked in first, cutting the line that was forming outside the door, and getting jealous looks from teenage girls waiting to get in. Deb, Karen, and Taylor were waiting for them to come in. Taylor was holding the 'must!' Hat that said 'Happy Bachelorette Party!' Deb and Karen were holding a banner that said the same.

"Oh! You guys!" Brooke squealed, almost squinting back the tears. These hormones would kill her!

"Oh, Brooke, sweetie. Are you okay?" Karen asked.

"No. I'm going to get a drink." She started for the bar, but Haley grabbed her arm.

"Brooke... that's a no, no! Sorry babe. Go sit down I'll get you a virgin daiquiri."

"Fine. This sucks." She huffed as she walked to the table that the girls had sat at.

Brooke had managed through her nagging to get Haley to finally drink a few glasses of alcohol. She was halfway though her third when the DJ stopped the music.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen! Our karoke contest is about to start! You can sign up in groups or sing it solo! Sign up sheet is up here! Bring your 'A' game!" He announced, then started the music again.

"Oh! Lets do it!" Brooke said, already rushing to sign them up. Karen and Deb had went home a few minutes ago, claiming it was too late for old ladies like them to be up, and Taylor had gone off with some guy. Peyton followed Brooke to the DJ booth, but instead of signing up she yelled at him for playing bad music, (She was still very protective of her club even if she only worked there when Karen really needed her.) Leaving Haley at the table by herself.

"Hi, I'm Mike." A tall, blonde man said. Brooke caught Haley's eye and winked, heading off in the other direction.

"Hi Mike, I'm Haley."

"Its nice to meet you, Haley." He told her, politely.

"You too." She responded sweetly.

"So how old are you?" He asked.

"I'm 23. You?" She said, taking a drink of her "Screaming Orgasm" drink.

"24. Do you live here?"

"In Tree Hill? Yeah. Do you?"

"No, I'm here for a college buddy's wedding. I live in Michigan. Lansing, actually."

"Really? What do you do in Lansing?"

"I am a political assistant. Yeah, its even more boring than it sounds. What do you do in Tree Hill?"

"I teach at the High School."

"Really? I always wanted to-" He was cut off by some guys yelling his name and waving him over. "Well, Haley, I am being called. It was nice talking to you, I hope to see you again."

"Yeah, bye Mike."

Brooke and Peyton rushed over as soon as they saw that Mike had left.

"Give us the DETS woman!" Brooke demanded.

"His name is Mike. He's 24, a political assistant in Michigan, and he's here for someone from college's wedding."

"That's not what I meant! I mean he was obviously flirting, I could tell that from across the room. Is he hott?"

"He's blonde, with blue eyes. But it doesn't matter, I'm never going to see him again."

"You didn't gt his number!" Brooke asked, irritated.

"No, sorry."

"Have I taught you nothing! Gosh!"

The rest of the night went smoothly, until they were called to sing. Brooke and Peyton had decided on Kelly Clarkson's 'Miss Independent.' They won, and had to sing again. So they chose Michelle Branch's 'Breathe'

On their walk home, they found themselves walking, because Brooke insisted on it, even though it was a twenty minute walk home. They walked past the apartment complex that Haley and Nathan once lived in.

"Hey Haley! You want to go swimming?" Peyton smirked. They were a little drunk

"Sure!" She said happily, running after Peyton who began to strip down to her bra and panties. Haley did the same.

"Ahh. Girls? I don't know if this is such a good idea." Brooke sounded. Brooke turning down danger? Who would have thought?

"Of course it is! What could go wrong?"

Hmm... kk guys, there is your ud for today, have a good one! Thanks for reviewing.