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A/N - I'm back! Run for you lives! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, and kept all you nice people waiting, but yanno exams and stuff, can we get a resounding blech? BLECH! Yeah exams suck and I hate them, but as I've said I'M BACK, with a brand, spanking new chapter. I think you're gonna really like it. Maybe, maybe not. But the chapter title give you a HUGE clue! So on with the chapter huh? Read on...
Chapter 9 - Sweet Nothing's Fall On Deaf Ears, But Sweet Kisses Have You Falling Into Arm's So Secure
Minutes had turned into hours, which turned into day's and before long, a week had past. It had been a relatively uneventful week, with the majority of the most strenuous task's, being nothing more than lounging about in front of the television. Taylor had informed the school, that Haley had caught the flu during the week and wouldn't be attending school. It was a cover story, but it had worked out well, seeing as that, half the school was already off suffering from it. Brooke had used it to her advantage as well and had spent the entire week with Haley and Taylor. It wasn't like her parent's had noticed that she was gone, they were too busy with their high profile lives, to remember that they had a daughter, let alone that they actually had to care about her as well. A cheque, left on top of the kitchen counter, was there only recognition that she existed.
Brooke had been raised, mostly by nanny's from a young age. They saw her take her first step, heard her say her first word, watched her grow and learn what the world was. If it weren't for them, Brooke was certain that she would have grown into a spoilt rich-bitch, where love meant money, clothes, car's, and status. Like they did to her mother and father. Sure they were still important to her, she loved her Gucci, but it wasn't like she craved the most expensive car, she was quite happy with her Blue Bug. Being raised be her parent's would have lost her, her chance of knowing Haley, because she knew being brought up by them would have taught her not to mix with the common people. So in a way she was thankful to them, that they had the incompetence of actually raising a child by themselves, and needed help.
Brooke would be lying if she said she hadn't become accustomed to the James's way of living. It was easy to fall into a routine, when you were around them, it was something she had been missing in her own home life, and that she caught a glimpse of when she was around Peyton and her dad, but when she was around Haley, she made her feel like she belonged there and more than ever that's all she wanted.
Right at this moment she was lazily laying on Haley's bed, it was sometime in the afternoon and she had woken up about half an hour ago, the after-effects of a late night movie marathon she had, had with Haley, Taylor and Peyton. Haley and herself had crawled into bed sometime towards four in the morning, leaving Peyton and Taylor watching some 50's black and white horror film. Earlier she had heard the rustling of people downstairs, and then the voice's along with laughter had finally pulled her out of her sleep. Brooke had intended to get up and go down, but laying in Haley's bed alone, with nothing but her scent was to tempting an offer to pass up. So she had stayed where she was until now. That was until the smell of pancakes and waffles, wafted out of the kitchen and upstairs to where she was and the instant the smell had hit her, her stomach grumbled in agreement.
Flinging back the cover's, Brooke got out of bed and started walking downstairs. Getting to the bottom of the stairs, she reached up and ran a hand through her hair, trying to salvage what little she could before claming defeat to the horror that was bed-head. Making her way to the kitchen, she noticed Peyton still out for the count on the sofa, if she was still asleep, she and Taylor must have stayed up way longer, after her and Haley had went to bed. Smiling at her semi-best friend, she continued to the kitchen where she found the object of her secret affection, looking oh, so charmingly sweet.
"Well, would you look at you," Brooke remarked huskily, her voice still full asleep, the comment causing Haley to jump and drop the bowl she had in her hand on to the counter. "Aren't you just the Suzy homemaker of the family?"
Laughing at Brooke's words, Haley looked over her shoulder and smiled at her, while picking up the bowl again and started to mix. "Oh, I wouldn't call me that. All I'm doing is making some breakfast."
"Which smells amazing by the way, I could get used to waking up to this on a weekend." Brooke told her with a smile, breathing in the smell of the already made pancakes.
"All you gotta do is stay over every weekend and I'll be sure to make you them anytime you want."
"Is that a promise? Cause I'd be so willing to do that." Brooke gladly agreed.
"Anytime you want to Tigger, you don't need an invitation to stay over here." Haley told her.
"Oh, you are so gonna live to regret that Roo, you're gonna have a hard time getting rid of me."
"Who said I want to get rid of you?" Haley remarked coyly, while walking over to the frying pan and pouring the batter in.
"Nobody ever wants to get rid of me, I just leave when I get bored." Brooke replied with a smirk.
"Does that mean you're leaving here?"
"Hell no! This place is my perfection, it's got you, yummy food, great company, mainly you, everything that makes me happy and did I mention you?"
"Once or twice." Haley answered happily, while picking up a plate. "Want one?"
"Yes, please," Brooke replied, eagerly reaching for both a pancake and a waffle, then for the syrup, covering them with it, and then ate them.
"What's the verdict?" Haley wondered.
"De-freackin'-licious." Brooke commented, causing Haley to smile. "Where's Taylor?"
"Out getting some things she needs, I swear that girl is like a duracell bunny, she just keeps on going and going. She told me she went to bed at around six this morning and then got up at eight."
"Damn." Brooke exclaimed, then sniggered as she looked fully at Haley's face. "Uh, Roo you kinda have a little something on your cheek."
"I do?" Haley wondered, reaching up to wipe it off, only making Brooke laugh some more as she wiped the wrong cheek.
"No, here let me get it." Brooke told her with a giggle as she got up off of the stool she had sat down on, and walked to where Haley stood. Lifting her hand up, she wiped away the stray batter that had made it's way onto her face. "There you go. You know, you heal up well." she commented.
"I do?" Haley unknowingly repeated her earlier question.
"Yup, your bruises are almost gone and your lip is hardly even noticeable any more." Brooke explained, running her hand over where the bruises used to be, down to Haley's lip, where she ran her thumb back and forth across it almost soothingly. "I guess the only thing you would really notice anymore would be the cut on your arm, and that would only be if you were really looking for it." she told Haley, taking her arm in her other hand, bringing Haley closer to her, then she looked up at her. There eyes met and it was like polar magnets, refusing to let them tare there gaze away from each other.
They say moments of importance, have a big built up and every moment before it, is crucial to the end result, and yet at this moment, the opposite had never been truer. Their had been no orchestration to set these actions into motion, it was just Brooke, Haley and pancake batter. It was like an equation, Pancake batter Brooke + Haley. Brooke who was currently cupping Haley's face with her hand, and leaning in unbelievably slowly, and Haley who had realised what Brooke was planning on doing. Upon realising it, her breath caught and she was finding it incredibly hard to breath. Not being able to take it any longer, Haley moved forward and closed her eyes just a second before her lips fused together with Brooke's.
A kiss.
Who knew that sparks actually flew when two people experienced there first kiss, wasn't that just stuff fairytales and romance was made up of? It certainly seemed to be the case for both Brooke and Haley, each of them were pretty sure they could here mini explosions going off in the background and behind both their eyes, all the colors that existed seemed to form and mix into another, in there state of mind, it could even rival the 4th of July fireworks.
Brooke's head was spinning, seriously spinning. She had kissed a lot of people before and it had been nice. This kiss with Haley blew nice, clear out of the water. To Brooke, kissing Haley was simply mind blowing. She heard a moan escape, but from who she could not tell. 'This is even more de-freakin'-licious, way, way better than waffles and pancakes. If Haley could wake me up like this every weekend, no everyday then yeah, I would be on happy girl.'
Haley herself was desperate for breath, but pushed the need for it back. The kiss was making her knee's go weak, and just as she thought she was going to slump to the floor, she felt Brooke's arm snake around her back, pulling her closer to her, as close as literally possible, which caused her to let out an audibly moan. This was incredible, more than incredible really, the feeling of her body against Brooke's own body, was like nothing she had ever felt before. 'Why did I wait this long?' Waiting this long was a gross lapse in judgement, because there was no possible way, she would not want to feel like this.
Finally unable to suffer the lack of oxygen anymore, both Brooke and Haley simultaneously pulled back, panting. Both lips were red and swollen, hungry for another taste, just a little bit more.
"Uh...yeah..." Brooke stuttered.
"Yeah...yup..." Haley stuttered along with her, nodding her head.
"So," Brooke breathed out. "Not to sound cliché or anything, but we've never done that before."
"No, no we really haven't." Haley agreed. "I shouldn't have leaned in and kissed you. It's my fault, I'm so sorry Brooke, please don't hate me," she continued, in a babbling world of her own.
"Haley..." Brooke spoke, as she tried to interrupt, but was ignored.
"You're like my best friend now, I couldn't lose you. I'll call it momentary insanity, I won't bring it up again," Haley continued to babble.
"Haley..." Brooke tried again, only to have the same result.
"I'm sorry, I really am. It was a mistake right? Yeah a mistake..." Haley started off again, only to be cut off by Brooke's lips on her own once again for a brief moment.
"I'm pretty sure Roo, you weren't the only one doing the kissing, as a matter of fact, I do believe I was kissing you back, right?" Brooke pointed out, resting her head against Haley's.
"Yeah." Haley replied hesitantly.
"Then why would I ever hate you, when all I've wanted to do, for the past week, was kiss you, every time I was with you? Believe me, that kiss wasn't a bad thing, not to me. Was it to you?"
"God no," Haley answered without the slightest bit of hesitation. "I never knew anything could feel as good as it did when we were kissing."
"Then relax Roo," Brooke told her with a charming smile, it felt good to have Haley in her arms. "Cause things are most definitely looking up."
"They are, aren't they?" Haley agreed with a small smile of her own. "Yanno," she began coyly, almost in a un-Haley like fashion. "Getting shut up that way, really wasn't the worst way, infact I really didn't have time to fully register it."
"Unlike the first time?" Brooke questioned, with a teasing smile.
"Yeah, unlike the first time," Haley agreed again. "Cause really you caught me off guard, complete surprise really."
"Well then, I guess just in the sake of fairness, I'm just going to have to repeat it as long as I have to, until it does fully register it, won't I?"
"Yeah, you really will have to," Haley told her with a wide smile. "But I can't promise you I'll adapt to it straight away, I mean we're gonna have to do this over and over till we get it right. Are you up for it?"
"Like you wouldn't believe," Brooke answered eagerly. "Shall we start?" she finished with a mischievous smile, there was no doubt in her mind, that she wasn't not going to enjoy this to the fullest.
"Oh yeah," Haley replied softly, her breath hitching in anticipation, leaning into Brooke again and joining there lips together in another kiss.
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The day had progressed slowly, much to the joy of Haley and Brooke, they had spent almost every spare minute they had together, which really wasn't that unusual but instead of being careful that they didn't let anything slip about there feelings towards the other, they were relaxed and on the verge of content, and currently in Haley's bedroom, in her bed, enjoying Brooke's company. Really enjoying Brooke's company.
Peyton flipped her phone shut, she had made plans to meet with Luke today, a few days ago, but he had to cancel due to an impromptu basketball practice. The woe's of dating one of the school's star basketball player's. In a way she was kinda glad, not that she didn't want to spend time with Lucas, just that she got to hang out with Brooke, Haley and Taylor. She had really enjoyed this weekend, it was fun. She had missed her best friend more than she had first realised. She swore to herself, that there was never going to be another time where she chose a boy over Brooke again. That thought made her laugh silently to herself, the whole 'Ho's over Bro's' motto really didn't apply anymore, not with Brooke having a thing for Haley. It really was obvious, as obvious as a ten foot spotty elephant in the room. Her and Taylor really needed to get them both together.
Speaking of Taylor she saw her sitting on a stool in the kitchen, munching on a waffle.
"Isn't that like stale?" Peyton asked her with a hint of distaste.
"Nuh uh," was Taylor's mumbled reply. "It's actually really good. If my sister can do one thing, it's cook and damn are these good." she told Peyton a minute later, after finishing off the second of her three waffles. "Try one."
"Are you sure?"
"Don't be a wuss! They're good, why in the hell would I be eating them otherwise?" Taylor wondered.
"Well there is the little fact that, you are a bit weird. Then I heard all these rumours that you aren't all together there, so I'm cautious around you." Peyton joked.
"You're just delaying the inevitable," Taylor pointed out, getting up off of the stool, walking over to the cupboard and pulling out a plate, which she sat in front of Peyton. "I swear on you music collection that you are gonna love this," she continued, picking up a waffle and a pancake off of where they sat. "But the secret ingredient are these," she told Peyton, pulling out a jar of syrup and then picking up the sugar container, putting them down next to the food, when she walked back over by Peyton. "The secret is, lots and lots of syrup, and a small amount of sugar." Which Taylor proceeded to put onto both pancake and waffle. "Here." she offered Peyton, once she finished.
Taking it hesitantly, Peyton took her first bite and her eyes closed in utter pleasure, Taylor hadn't been lying, it was good. Better than good. The moan that escaped her was evidence enough. Finally finishing it, she smiled over at Taylor, who was smile in much the same way. "You were so right."
"I'm always right," Taylor replied cockily.
"How did you figure that they both tasted so good together?" Peyton wondered.
"I like to experiment, syrup and sugar are great together, syrup and chocolate sauce, not so much." Taylor explained.
"I will never doubt you again."
"I feel so privileged." she replied cheekily, causing Peyton to laugh.
"So Tay, tell me how are we going to get those two crazy kids together?"
"Well Pey," Taylor started with a smile, using her nickname for Peyton. "I say we both take one and like set up times to meet them at places like the cinema, a romantic restaurant, coffee shops, place like that. Then instead of us turning up we conveniently can't make it and they conveniently meet and decide to join each other. How does that sound?" she wondered.
"I think that," Peyton dawdled out. "Sounds like a damn good plan." Peyton finished with a smile.
"So it's a deal?" Taylor asked.
"It's a deal." Peyton agreed.
"You know, deals are usually sealed with something." Taylor pointed out with a grin.
"Oh they are, are they?" Peyton questioned.
"Most certainly, what do you say partner, wanna seal the deal?" Taylor asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"Depends, what did you have in mind?" Peyton pondered, with raised eyebrows of her own.
"Let's shake on it of course!" Taylor explained with a devilish smirk, putting out her hand.
"Shaking on it, got it." Peyton replied, clasping her hand with Taylor's and they shook on it.
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"We should probably head downstairs, don't you think so?" Brooke wondered, running her fingers lazily through Haley's hair.
"Going downstairs, would mean letting the real world in wouldn't it?" Haley asked her.
"Yeah baby, it would." Brooke replied honestly.
"Then I vote that we stay here, always." Haley concluded, then smiled as Brooke's words registered.
"What?" Brooke asked, with a smile of her own, noticing Haley's smile.
"You called me baby." Haley explained, her smile getting bigger.
"Well yeah, cause you are, you're my baby."
"I am?"
"Yeah, you're my baby, my sweetie, my honey, my munchkin." Brooke finished with a laugh, which Haley mimicked.
"Well you're my angel, you have been since that day on the docks." Haley told her, sweetly, leaning up and capturing her lips with her own.
"You know, I never get tired of doing that Roo," Brooke told her, once the kiss had finished. "It's my new favourite thing. If it was an olympic category, I would so get the gold in Haley-kissage. Then probably sliver and bronze as well, cause there's no way in hell I'm letting anyone else kiss you. Never gonna happen."
"That goes both ways Tigger."
"Come on," Brooke sighed, getting up off of the bed, reaching for Haley's hand. "We gotta make an appearance sometime today, and seeing as it's like almost three in the afternoon, they're probably missing our fabulous company." Brooke told her with a silly grin, pulling Haley up and into her. "Plus, if we go down now, the quicker we can come back up."
"I like your way of thinking." Haley pointed out. "But before we go, let me just do this one more time." she said, leaning further into Brooke, once again bringing there lips together. As Haley felt Brooke instantly respond, she smiled into the kiss, she had found heaven and she loved it. Deciding to tease Brooke just a little, Haley opened her mouth slightly and ran her tongue along Brooke's bottom lip wanting access, which was instantly granted. There tongue's danced with each other, anticipating each other's movement and it like a perfect harmony. Hearing Brooke moan, Haley smiled to herself and pulled back, which proved a lot harder then it first seemed, cause all she wanted to do was kiss Brooke into exhaustion.
"So downstairs huh?"
"Huh?" Brooke asked disorientated, she was enjoying that to much, to pay attention to anything.
"Let's go downstairs, like you wanted to." Haley told her heading to the door.
"You know, suddenly I'm not so sure that was a bright idea, don't listen to me," Brooke said, trying to think of an excuse, grabbing onto Haley's arm and pulling her to her. "Yeah let's just stay here ok?" Brooke asked hopefully.
"Tigger," Haley started with a smile. "Remember what you said, the quicker we get down there, the quicker we get back up here, right?"
"Yeah, we don't need to stay down there long, five minutes is enough right?"
"Oh I think maybe half an hour at the most." Haley reasoned. "Let's go."
"Uh baby, before you go, you probably wanna sort your lipstick, it's smeared." Brooke pointed out.
"But I'm not wearing any."
"You know I'm not either, but I could have swore I was." Brooke told her with a laugh.
"Get downstairs and I'll be down soon." Haley told her with a giggle.
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"Guy's do you wanna go to a movie tonight?" Taylor asked a while later, sending a secret smile over to Peyton. Plan A initiated.
"I'm in, what about you two?" Peyton agreed, going along with Taylor.
"What do you say Hales, ready to face the big, kinda bad world?" Brooke asked her.
"I'm not sure, I mean I still have some bruising on my face, what if someone notices?" Haley replied.
"Concealer," was Brooke's instant reply. "Put that on over your bruises and nobody but us will be none the wiser, if there's one thing I'm good at it's putting make-up one." Brooke told her with a smile, then seeing the smirk on Peyton's face, she turn to her with a look that silently said 'Don't even go their Sawyer.'
"So are you in Haley-Bub?" Taylor asked her sister.
"If Brooke can work her magic on me, then sure I'm in." Haley relented.
"Hales, I thought by now you'd at least know how well I work my magic." Brooke responded playfully.
"I guess I must be still learning. You still have a lot to teach me, don't you?"
"I really do."
"So that's a yes to the whole movie thing tonight?" Taylor asked, and received a resounding nod from all of them. "Cool, me and Pey have something to pick up, but we'll meet you two in the front of the movie theatre and we can pick what we want to see then. Is that cool?"
"Yeah it's cool Tay, in front of the movie theatre. Time?" Haley questioned.
"Seeing how it's five just now, how about seven?" Taylor suggested.
"That works for us, it's a date." Brooke told them.
'More than you know.' Peyton thought silently to herself. "So you and I should get going, if we want to pick that thing up right?" she said, directing her question to Taylor.
"Yeah you're right, let's go." Taylor replied, standing up, putting her arm through Peyton's and pulling her out the door. "See you there guys." she yelled over her shoulder to her sister and Brooke.
Once outside, they both slowed their pace.
"So where do you wanna go all night, we have at least a good 4 hours to kill?" Taylor asked her partner in crime.
"Um mini golf?" Peyton blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"Mini golf?" Taylor began with distaste. "Actually that sounds pretty cool. Where?"
Giving Taylor a smile, Peyton answered, while pulling Taylor to her car. "I know this great little café, where you can play for free."
Meanwhile back in the James's house.
"Whatever shall we do till seven Tigger?" Haley asked with a sly smile.
"Oh I don't know, read, watch some tv? Those sound appealing don't they?" Brooke wondered with a smile of her own.
"I had a better idea, but hey if that's what you want to do then that's what we'll do."
"Well now that you mention it baby, I do have a way better idea," Brooke back tracked, walking closer to Haley and leaned in. "I think you'll enjoy it, just as much as me." she continued her breath hitting off of Haley's ear. "Last one upstairs, is a rotten potato!" she suddenly exclaimed, pulled away from Haley and started running to the stairs, with Haley close behind her.
"Egg, Tigger, egg!" Haley's voice echoed throughout the empty living room as both Haley and Brooke entered her bedroom, there laughter filling it.
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"Well we wouldn't have been late if you hadn't distracted me!" Haley accused.
"Me distract you? I think you have that the wrong way around sweetie, I'm pretty sure you were the one kissing me, which in turn distracted me from getting changed, which then lead us to being late!" Brooke re-accused.
"That's neither here, nor there Brooke, the fact of the matter is that we're late!"
"Yeah but it was worth it," Brooke told her, smiling as she remembered the reason why they were both currently running late. Their was nothing quite like an almost two hour make out session, nothing at all.
"Yup it was, plus it looks like we're the first one's here, so really it doesn't matter right?"
"Not one bit..." The ringing of her mobile, cut her sentence short. Lifting up her purse, Brooke rummaged around in it for a minute, before triumphantly pulling it out. "Brooke Davis." she stated. "What do you mean you guys can't make it? It was your idea!" she remarked incredulously. "Fine then, I guess we'll see you when we get home." she told Peyton, with a sigh. "Bye." Brooke finished, clicking her phone shut. "Look's like it's just us Roo," Brooke told Haley, kind of disappointed that the other to weren't coming, then a smile lit up her face as she registered her own words. "Just us, that has promise." she remarked happily.
"Yeah it does," Haley replied with a giggle.
"Let's go see a crappy movie, that hardly anyone is gonna go see!" Brooke said enthusiastically.
"Are you sure?" Haley asked, jokingly.
"Only a hundred percent!"
"Well let's go." Haley told her, clasping there hands together and walking into the movie theatre.
"This is going to be fun." was Brooke's parting words as they both got lost in the crowd of people.
So as you've gathered, this chapter was soley kissage and fluffage! So hopefully you haven't a died from the sickly sweetness of the chapter! What did you think? Was it good? Have I lost my niche in life? Review and let me know! D I'm crazy I know!
