I had been up all night, wondering where Brooke could be. Wondering what she was doing, I was worried about her. I sat at the edge of her bed, trying to figure out what I had done. It was my fault that Peyton had it out for her. If it wasn't for me, they would still be friends. They would be the ones that are living together and not me. I ruined their friendship, I have to fix it. I have to fix the things that are ruined. The door opened up, Haley walked in with Jamie holding her hand. I quickly stood up.

"What are you doing?" Haley said curiously. I turned around, looking around Brooke's room. It seemed like I was stalking Brooke. I waiting father for his daughter to come home.

"Just…waiting for Brooke." I said, shrugging my shoulders like it was natural of me doing this. Haley raised her eyebrow, walking towards me. It seemed like she didn't know what to say. Haley sat next to me, letting Jamie go and run around the house.

"She's staying at Iris' house tonight…actually Millicent and Mouth's house." Haley told me. I sat there in shock.

"Why wouldn't she say anything?" I narrowed my eyebrows, I said my thought out loud. Haley stared at me, reading me like a book. Haley shrugged her shoulders.

"Maybe she just needed a break." Haley suggested but I didn't understand that either.

"Why would she need a break?" I asked her, Haley might know why Brooke was so distant. "I mean, lately, she's been distant from me." I explained.

"All of this is hard for Brooke, you have to understand." Haley didn't want to speak for Brooke and she didn't want to tell Lucas that Brooke was in love with Lucas.

"It's hard for me too."

"Yea but they are fighting for you and then fighting with Brooke. There's a difference. You weren't the person that had a cake spilled on themselves." Haley made a point. If Peyton and Lindsay want to fight for me, they would have to leave me alone.

"I'll tell Peyton tonight." I told her. Haley twisted her head a little. "She asked me out and I agreed…or was that Lindsay?" I said, thinking back to whom asked me. "Yea, I think it was Lindsay." I nodded, standing up from the bed. Haley shook her head and shame. She looked away, staring into Brooke's room. Her smile soon faded, she seemed sad about something. "Haley..." I asked her, rubbing her back.

"Tell Brooke that I'm sorry." Haley swallowed, looking up me. I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. What would she be sorry for. "But you deserve to be with Peyton and Peyton deserves to be with you." Haley told me but I still didnt understand.

"Okay..." I said to her. "But what does this have to do with Brooke?" I asked her. Haley cocked her head, looking at me like I was insane. She took in a deep breath.

"Nothing, she'll tell you." Haley kissed my cheek. She grabbed my hands and looked into my eyes. "Trust me when I tell you that Peyton is the right girl for you..." Haley said again. I shook my head, trying to understand why she was telling me this.

"Don't get involved." I demanded but also warning her. This was a mess that I dont want her to clean up. "Haley, please don't get invovled." I begged her, changing my attitude. She stood up from the bed, looking down at me.

"I won't." She promised. "I won't." She said again with a shrug.