Thanks to all my reviewers :) this is my first fan fic, so any comments at all really help thanks. Special thanks to Charlotte, thanks for the spacing tip, hope it's easier for you!

Chapter 4

Peyton was sat in her room, doing what she usually did on an evening; music on and messing with her sketches. She was exhausted though, being pregnant was harder than she first thought it would be, the constant strain on her body, mood swings and the fact that she had to lie to all her friends.

She had contemplated just coming clean a few times but the thought of the pain and anger of her friends was too much. Sure they would find out eventually, but what did it matter then she would have two beautiful children.

One thing that was bothering her quite a lot, was Lucas. Her children deserved a father, but she so desperately didn't want him to be involved, she was still mad at him for a set off but she did care about him. Love him? Well maybe, and because of that she chose not to ruin his life by landing to ilagitament children on him.

Her whole body was aching, she clambered into her bed with the blanket half over her. She had been struggling with heat recently, she was always so hot so when she got home she wore practically nothing and liked it that way, a change for hoodys and sweats. She had only small shorts and a tank top on which was stretched to it's limit over her ever growing stomach.

Within minutes Peyton had drifted off to sleep so she didn't hear her front door open.

'Peyton?' Brooke called 'Where are you honey, I want to talk to you?'

With the usual no response, Brooke headed up towards Peyton's room where her best friend was sleeping. Peyton was lay on her side and had her back facing towards the door so Brooke couldn't see her face. Brooke sighed and just as she was about to jump on Peyton to wake her up, her sleeping friend rolled over.

Brooke stared in amazement as Peyton's very pregnant belly was exposed.

'What the...?'

She stayed very still, just taking in what she had just seen. Peyton was pregnant? Well obviously Brooke thought to herself. A million and one questions buzzing through her mind. Why hadn't Peyton said anything to her? It kind of added up when Brooke thought clearly, weight gain, mood swings but why hadn't she told her about this?

She must feel so alone, Brooke thought. She just kept on looking at her best friend but for the first time in months she looked closely at Peyton. She had an anxious look about her even when she was sleeping, worry etched across her face.

'Peyton, what have you done?' Brooke muttered under her breath but it was loud enough to wake the sleeping Peyton.

'Brooke?' Peyton said just beginning to come around, then it hit her she was actually there and Peyton grabbed the blankets and pulled it around her in a panic. 'What are you doing here?' she said aggressively.

'Does it matter? Look at yourself Peyton! Your busted, I've seen it all, you can't hide it in your sleep and your definitely not hiding this from me anymore. What the hell is going on Peyton?! Your pregnant for god's sake! And very by the looks of things'

Peyton was lost for words, what was she supposed to say? Finally, she just nodded and removed the blanket from around her so Brooke could see properly and began to cry.

'No don't cry P. Sawyer, it's okay, I'm not mad. Wait! I am mad! But still, I'll get over it. What the hell though Peyton? Why haven't you said anything? I'm your best friend, if you can't tell me then there's something very wrong about this whole thing. And how haven't I noticed??! Is this why you've been avoiding me?'

Peyton just nodded, followed by a loud sniff. 'I didn't want to hurt you Brooke. And I don't want anyone to know, It'll be easier to explain after they're born'

'They?' Brooke looked baffled.

'Twins' Peyton confirmed with a small smile creeping across her face.

'Ah. That would explain the whole...' Brooke said pointing towards her friend's belly.

Peyton just nodded. Brooke really couldn't take all of this in. But she quickly got a grip, it wasn't her that was in trouble here, Peyton needed her.

When Peyton continued to cry, Brooke just looked at her, she looked like a scared little girl. She climbed onto Peyton's bed and just held her friend in her arms.

'I'm here now, everything's gonna be okay, I'm not going anywhere, you won't be alone through this'

Peyton grabbed her hand and after a while rested both of their hands on top of her stomach.

'Don't leave us Brooke, please'.