A/N: I know I'm sorry I haven't updated in like forever. I was just in a bad place for a while there, and then I got stuck a little bit writing this but I'm back thanks to everyone who reviewed and it following my story, I hope there's still people reading this :$

BTW if I forgot to mention before this story is going to mainly be an AU. Basically I'm going to use some things that happen in oth but I'm going to make it my own story and if you don't like the way I write it then it's simple just don't read. I promise to update more often…maybe. Sorry in advance for any mistakes and enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in One Tree Hill sadly :(

"Are you really going to do this Hales?" Lucas questioned as he pulled up at Peyton Sawyers house.

"I can't just not turn up Luke, then she might suspect something," Haley said as she got out of the car, "Thanks for the ride, I'll see you at school."

"Bye," Lucas said, driving away.

Haley walked slowly up to the door, hesitating for a moment before she worked up the courage to knock. A minute later, the curly blonde appeared, opening the door in a low cut tank top and pyjama shorts.

"I'm sorry I normally don't get really this early," Peyton said, noticing Haley's eyes had dropped to the ground, "If it's too uncomfortable I can get dressed." Peyton added, gesturing for Haley to enter.

"No, it's fine," Haley said walking in, "let's just get started."

"My room's upstairs," Peyton said, starting towards the stairs. Haley's face went as white as a ghost as she slowly followed the beautiful curly blonde up to her room.
As soon as she walked in Haley felt so bad for judging Peyton so harshly straight away. She could tell just from the looks of her room that she wasn't a stuck up popular cheerleader. There were shelves and shelves of records and drawings everywhere and Haley was shocked as to how a like Peyton was to her.

Peyton noticed Haley's mouth had dropped, "See, you don't know me," she said grinning and sitting down on the bed.

"Did you draw all these? " Haley asked, still in shock.

"Yep," Peyton said, glowing.

Haley walked around looking at all her records. She started to laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"A cheerleader being into punk rock," Haley said shaking her head, "it's just weird, that's all."

"Like I said, you don't know me," Peyton said, looking away, hesitating for a moment, "my mum was a cheerleader, that's why I do it. She died when I was nine."

"Peyton I..."

"No, it's ok; I don't need your sympathy," she said walking over and sitting on the bed, "it was a long time ago and I'm fine, let's just get started ok?"

"Okay," Haley sat next to Peyton on the bed, but tried to keep as much distance as possible between them. She didn't want her feelings coming back; she wouldn't be able to control herself.

They worked through some maths problems, and Peyton was actually doing a really good job at faking not knowing how to solve them. She was going to stretch this tutor session as long as possible. Slowly, so Haley wouldn't notice, Peyton moved closer and closer to the honey blonde sitting next to her. She pretended she was trying to get a better look at the work, but she was really only trying to get a better look at the tutor.

Haley looked up and met Peyton's eyes for a split second, then quickly looked away, blushing. Peyton noticed this and tried to test the waters a little bit. She went to grab the paper off Haley, while brushing her hand slightly on Haley's leg, leaving it lingering then for a little longer than normal. Haley's face turned bright red, and Peyton smiled at her. They both felt the chemistry in the room, but they were just too scared to act on it.

Peyton wasn't going to stop at this, she knew Haley felt something, and she could feel it too. Peyton lifted her hand to Haley's face and slowly brushed a loss piece of hair behind her ear. Haley turned her eyes away, looking towards the ground.

"You are beautiful, Haley James," Peyton grabbed Haley's face and leaned closer to her...

"Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer! You better be awake," Brooke burst into the room, noticing the two girls on the bed. Peyton quickly pulled away and Haley jumped up. Brooke looked over and saw the honey blonde standing there.

"What the hell, Peyton? " Brooke asked, confused as to what the two girls were doing, "why was that unfashionable nerd sitting next to you on your bed?"

"Brooke, be nice! Her name is Haley, and she's a tutor, remember?"

"Yeah?" Brooke said, not catching on.

"She's tutoring me in calculus."
"But…"

"Haley I don't think we would get much work done with Brooke here, I'll text you and we'll meet up again."

Haley saw the plead in Peyton's eye, and in all honesty she didn't want to be in that room right now. She knew Brooke had seen what was about to happen, and she wanted to get out of there before the brunette had a chance to ask questions, "Um, yeah sure. She you later Peyton. Brooke." With that Haley quickly gathered up her stuff and walked out of the room.

Brooke still had a puzzled expression. She waited until she heard the front door close because she questioned Peyton.

"Brooke, it's not what it looks like," Peyton said fiddling with her fingers.

"I'm not as dumb as people think I am Peyt, I know what I saw. Plus, you are a frigan maths genius, why would you need tutoring?"

"I…um," Peyton was lost for words; she knew Brooke had put the pieces together and found out her secret she had been keeping since freshman year.

"Peyton, talk to me…" Brooke pleaded.

"I…I don't know what to say…"

Brooke was getting really pissed off now, "when I walked in here you were about to kiss that nerd! You don't know what to say? Why don't you start with telling me why the hell you were about to kiss her Peyton! Do you like her or something? Are you like a lesbian or something? I've known you nearly my whole life and you keep the fact that you might or might not be into girls a secret from me!"

"Brooke…"

"No, save it Peyton," the brunette said cutting Peyton off, "I don't want to hear it right now. I'm really pissed off that you didn't tell me and I need some time to process this. I'm not judging you or anything, I just need time to cool off, I'll see you later." Brooke walked towards the door.

"Brooke, wait!" Peyton shouted.

Brooke turned around slowly, "what?"

Peyton looked Brooke in the eyes and said, "I'm in love with her."

Brooke just looked at Peyton for what felt like forever. She needed to get out of there before she did or said something she would forget. "I need to go," and with that Brooke quickly made her way down the stairs and out of the house.

Peyton collapsed on her bed, sobbing softly. She was still trying to process what had happened and couldn't believe her friends reaction. What had gotten into Brooke? She normally supported her through anything; they were best friends after all…

Please review I know it's a little short, but I'm getting there. Why do you think Brooke reacted that way? Haha you will just have to wait and see ;)