Under The Covers

By: TracyCook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creator of One Tree Hill.

Couple: Haley/Brooke

Rating: M

Chapter Seven

Sweet Dreams

The group of girls decided that the best idea would be to lay out sleeping bags all over the living room floor so that they could all sit on them in front of the large flat-screen television. They had already eaten most of the pizza and what they hadn't eaten was being neglected and had grown cold. The movie that they had all decided upon had been Paranormal Activity. Peyton was drunk and laughing through the entire film, Bevin was confused about the concept of the movie, and Teresa was silently watching Brooke and Haley while devising plans.

Brooke had spent most of the movie with her hands covering her eyes and screaming out in fear. It was embarrassing. Especially since she was attempting to "woo" Haley. She knew what girls wanted, they wanted to be loved and protected, and right now she was not doing a good job of that.

Glancing over to Haley she saw that her large brown eyes were full of amusement and dancing with unexpressed laughter as she stared back at her.

'She thinks that my pain is freaking hilarious… great.'

Before she had a chance to dwell on the thought, there was another loud banging noise from the television and then something flew across the screen. This caused her to scream out and cover her face again, moving closer to Haley who was now laughing softly under her breath as she watched the diva cower in fear.

Haley found it adorable. Brooke Davis was usually so confident and in control of herself that it was entertaining to see this side of her. She sympathized with Brooke; she acted the same way when she watched any horror movie that involved killer clowns, or even happy clowns. She just wanted to scoot closer to the other woman and wrap her up in a comforting hug and tell her that it was just a movie and she would be alright. It was a strange feeling that she was having, the need to protect her and make her feel better.

Teresa watched as Brooke jumped and moved even closer toward Haley, squinting her eyes at the interaction. Something was definitely going on between the two of them.

Peyton was attempting to explain to Bevin that the movie wasn't just a home-video.

Everything on the movie stilled all at once and silence filled the room, Brooke opened up her fingers so that she could peek through them at the screen and see what was going on. It seemed like the scary part was over and she felt comfortable with looking. She was wrong. The woman was standing in front of her bed and she looked possessed. Like on the exorcist, which Peyton had forced her to watch at a very young age. She had never gotten over the nightmares and fear that that movie had instilled in her.

The woman abruptly attacked the screen after a few minutes of silence and Brooke screamed loudly, her voice cracking with strain as she launched herself across the room to the closest person next to her. This happened to be Haley. It would have been embarrassing if she was not so terrified, but at that moment she did not care. Maybe she couldn't be the hero that got the girl in this story.

Haley screamed as well, but not because she was scared of the movie but because she was shocked by the sudden human latching onto her body. Her senses were flooded all of a sudden, with warmth from the beautiful brunette's soft body, to the scent of her sweet perfume that surrounded her. It was overwhelming how much being this close to Brooke Davis affected her. Still, she felt that urge to comfort her once again and so instead of pushing her away and pushing away all of the terrifying emotions and feelings, she embraced them. Wrapping an arm around Brooke, she pulled her body closer to her own and started to run her fingers over her back.

After a few minutes passed, Brooke started to feel the weight of the embarrassment.

She had wanted to impress Haley at this party, show her that she was a fun individual that did not have to drink and that did not have to make a fool of herself. And so far, all that she had done was make a fool of herself. Showing off her ass, telling Haley that she would kiss her again, and now snuggling up against the poor girl and probably making her extremely uncomfortable while showing how scared she was.

Tonight had been a disaster.

Haley tried to focus on the movie and ignore the sensations that were coursing through her body. But, it was impossible to ignore the rushes of heated breath against the sensitive skin of her neck and how it caused goose-bumps to rise along her skin and her body to shake. She knew that she should pull away, if Nathan found out about this she didn't know what he would do. Still, she didn't pull away. She didn't want to.

After a few more minutes passed and the room was completely silent, Brooke started to gather her confidence and fought through the suffocating embarrassment of the situation. Pulling away from Haley a little she smiled awkwardly and apologized in a hushed voice. "I'm so sorry Hales, I didn't mean to attack you like that."

Haley was surprised to hear her nickname slip through the other woman's perfect lips; it was a rare occasion that Brooke Davis called her by her first name, let alone a sweet nickname. Turning, she stared down at the scared cheerleader and her breath caught in her throat. She had not expected her face to be so close to her own. They were only mere inches apart. A blush started to paint over her cheeks and her brown eyes darkened with uncontrollable desire as her body reacted to their closeness. She hated herself for reacting in such a way. 'Again…' It was like when she looked into Brooke's gorgeous hazel eyes something took over her body, something that she was unfamiliar with.

She had felt desire on multiple occasions with Nathan. Every time that they had slept together or kissed each other she had felt the rush, the intensity, the aching need, but this was different. And this time she didn't even have the excuse that she was intoxicated.

It was so confusing.

"It's okay." Haley finally whispered out in response to Brooke's apology. Her voice came out strained and cracked.

For a moment they stared deep into each other's eyes, both starting to slowly move toward each other. It wasn't until Haley glanced down at those perfect lips that she realized what she was about to do and pulled away from the near-kiss. She watched as disappointment covered Brooke's face as she put some distance between their lips, but she did not dwell on the sight. It meant too much and she was not prepared to deal with the reality.

As Brooke started to move away from her, feeling all the more ashamed, Haley quickly informed her, "You can um—you can hide here if you need to. I don't mind." Her voice came out shaky and nervous. She was nervous. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ears and her skin was hot.

"Okay…" The other woman whispered out, allowing her eyes to look over her face. She could tell that Haley was slightly uncomfortable with their closeness, but she did not seem opposed to her snuggling up against her for the duration of the movie. Brooke was not about to turn her down.

Allowing her fingers to rest on Haley's stomach, she smirked as she heard the tutor take in a sharp breath at the contact and heard her heart start to race through her chest. Brooke loved knowing that she could affect the other in such a way and she wanted to be the only one to do so, but she knew that she would never be the only one. In fact she would never be anything more than a friend to Haley. Haley was in love with Nathan, and if her phone hadn't died she would be texting him like a madwoman right now, not snuggling up with the diva.

Still, she felt slight satisfaction knowing that she could cause her to react, even if it was never going to be enough to make her feel what Nathan did.

Brooke gently traced her fingertips along Haley's stomach through her shirt, smirking proudly every time that she felt her body shake beneath her fingers or heard her let out a soft whimper of approval at the contact. She never wanted to let her go.

"Thank you. I feel much safer in your arms." Brooke said.

"Good. I'm glad." 'Too bad I feel so much more terrified in your arms…'

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It was nearly four in the morning when everyone had thought it best to get some sleep. Despite some minor protesting from Brooke, they had all decided that they would sleep on the ground so that they could continue the party until people dozed off. So, they had gotten some blankets and brought them out to the living room placing them on the floor in order to cover up with.

They had talked for nearly an hour before people started to doze off. Peyton was the first to fall asleep, followed by Bevin, due to the alcohol that they had consumed. Teresa was the next to fall asleep, but Haley and Brooke were finding it difficult to drift away into their dreams. Both of them had far too many things consuming their minds and taunting them. Brooke was concerned with how idiotic she had looked and acted, and Haley was concerned with how angry Nathan was going to be with her tomorrow and how her body had once again reacted to the cheerleader.

Brooke turned on her side and she stared at the person laying to the right of her. It was Haley. She stared at the tutor's back and tried to rid her mind of thoughts of moving closer to her and wrapping her arm around her. She could always say that she was still scared from the movie and that she couldn't sleep and needed to be held.

'I just want to feel her close to me once more… even if it's the last time… god, I've got it so bad… damn you Haley James Scott!'

For a few minutes she simply watched as Haley started to twist around uncomfortably on the ground, she had her arms wrapped around her body and she looked like she was shaking. Was she cold? Why wasn't she wearing any blankets? Brooke wondered for a moment how she could help to remedy the situation, and then finally she decided that she was going to just be herself. She was assertive and she did not second-guess her decisions. Haley was cold and she was going to help warm her up.

'Oh god, totally just got naughty thoughts… mmm, maybe I could warm her up that way… no! That's not happening…'

A blush arose along her pale skin at the thought of warming Haley up physically. She pushed the thoughts away and started to crawl across the floor toward the beautiful shivering woman, dragging her blanket along with her. As she placed the blanket over Haley, she witnessed her visibly stiffen at the contact, before relaxing into the warmth of the blanket and holding it close to her body. She did not turn around nor did she say anything, she simply snuggled against the fabric and closed her eyes, praying that it was not who she thought that it was.

"You looked cold." Brooke's heated breath rushed against her ear and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as her body shook and she let out a soft whimper. "I figured you could use a blanket." She added the obvious before wrapping an arm around Haley's waist and pulling her body closer to her own. Brooke could feel how cold her skin was and started to rub her arm with her hand in an attempt to add some warmth.

"Thank you." Were the only words that Haley could think to say in response as she tried to force her body not to react to the contact.

"You're welcome." Brooke whispered out in a husky voice, the way that it sounded causing a throbbing sensation to form between Haley's legs. She knew that she was turned on, but she ignored it. This was just a friendly gesture. A friend helping out a friend, it meant nothing to Brooke and it most certainly meant nothing to her. "I'm sorry about what I said earlier, about you know, wanting to kiss you again." It had been bothering her.

"Don't be. It was actually flattering…"

"Oh, really now? How so?" Brooke asked in a playful voice as she started to trace her fingers around Haley's bellybutton through her nightshirt.

"The head cheerleader said that I was the best kisser out of all of her friends, that's kind of a compliment. Especially since I haven't you know, really kissed that many people."

"I see."

Haley could hear the excitement in the other woman's tone and although she did not wish to crush that she knew that she had to. She did not want to get Brooke's hopes up. "But, we will not be kissing again. Even if we both enjoyed it, it was a mistake."

"I know…" 'She enjoyed it too…'

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Authors Note:

I apologize for taking a while to update this fic. I have had a very hectic schedule, but I am trying to work on all of these fics. I will also be updating some of my Faberry fics very soon! :) I kind of got discouraged because I got some reviews telling me to stop writing my Baley fics because it is a waste of time and unbelievable, and that Baley was old news and to focus on my other fics, but I am back again. I love this couple too much to stop writing for them!

I hope that y'all enjoyed this chapter.

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Thank you to my wonderful readers! I love you all!

-Tracy Cook