Everybody's Got Their Something

Author's Notes: So this takes place during 1.18 "To Wish Impossible Things". It might end up being continued, but for now, its just a one shot. Title credit- Everybody's Got Their Something by Nikki Costa. Flashback's in italics.

Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill, or anyone of its characters!

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Brooke Davis stood in the large room of the Whitey Durham Field House. It was filled with many girls bidding on gorgeous guys. It was the annual Boy Toy Auction. She drew in a long breathe of relief. She had definitely got her work out for the day. She could feel one of her heels was on the verge of breaking.

But it was worth it, she was running for a guy. She wanted this night, no, she needed it. She needed to take her mind of her backstabbing fake blonde ex best friend, and her backstabbing cheating ex boyfriend.

"One hundred, twelve dollars and fifty-three cents!" Brooke heard. She looked over to see the bidder was Peyton. Brooke rolled her eyes, but not surprised. She didn't think that anyone would find it odd that Peyton would be bidding on Haley's boyfriend, Peyton had a thing for her friend's boyfriends.

She quickly glanced the stage, seeing Nathan standing there with the words 'Boy Toy' painted on him. She gave a smile at his extreme hotness. She noticed the auctioneer, also known as Whitey, was looking over at a different bidder.

Nathan was the last boy to be auctioned off, and there wasn't a downside to having Nathan for a night.

"I have two hundred dollars!" Brooke yelled to the stage. Immediately both Haley and Peyton turned to see the brunette, giving an evil smile at the two. Brooke could tell that Peyton looked greatly annoyed, this was turning out better than she thought.

"Sold!" Whitey yelled, hitting the podium.

Brooke walked by Peyton and Haley, giving a them a fake smile. She had found in it her heart to be nice, almost friends, with the two at the Secret Sparkle Classics, but she was over that now. She couldn't be anywhere near friends with Peyton.

"Nathan Scott. This should be fun." She stated, then exited to the hall.

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Brooke stood outside near the limo she had ordered, with her arms crossed over her chest, and her shoes tapping, annoyed, at the ground. Across from her was Tree Hill's cutest couple, Nathan and Haley. They were annoying kissing each other and saying goodbye.

Peyton casually approached Brooke. "What are you doing, Brooke?" She asked, a bit annoyed.

"What?" Brooke replied innocently. She rolled her eyes as she turned towards the blonde. "Don't worry Peyton, I'm not you. I wouldn't cheat with someone's boyfriend again and again and lie about it to your best friend's face!" Brooke stated coldly.

"It's for charity, remember?" Brooke added in an innocent but evil tone.

"Brooke!" Peyton exclaimed, very fed up with the brunette in front of her.

"Looks like you don't have a boy toy. Tragic." Brooke said sarcastically. "That's okay, you've already had your share of boy toys these past few months."

Before Peyton could say anything, Brooke was already walking away. Nathan gave one last kiss to his girlfriend, and walked towards Brooke.

"C'mon, Boy Toy, lets go!" Brooke cheerfully exclaimed, then grabbed Nathan's arm and walked to the limo.

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"So how come you bid on me, what happened to Jeremy?" Nathan asked casually as they sat in the limo on their way to the club.

"Tim's mom wouldn't let pay for him with my credit cards. You just happened to be perfect timing and a last resort."

"Nice. You really know how to sweet talk a guy." Nathan said in a playful sarcastic tone.

"Hey Natey, I never said I was complaining." Brooke said, offering him a smile.

She could remember back to the days when her and Nathan were close friends. Of course, that was before Peyton came into the picture. She remembered sitting on his couch, eating ice cream, and watching chick flicks that he had given into. They were good friends in junior high. She could even remember being his first real kiss.

"Natey! Stop that!" Brooke yelled to Nathan, as he was tickling her.

"No way, Brookie Cookie!" He yelled back, as he continued tickling her side. A second later, he heard a loud thump as they both fell of the couch to the ground.

"Ooops." Brooke said, giggling. She lightly hit him on the arm. "That's for tickling me!" Brooke said, and put on a pouty face. "You know how ticklish I am on my side!" She whined as she pulled herself back onto the couch.

Nathan just laughed. He loved these times with Brooke. The ones where they would be watching a movie, A Walk to Remember usually, and they would end up throwing food at each other and tickling each other.

"I know you are. But it's so funny." He said, laughing at her once more.

"Uhh. You're so mean to me, Nate!" She exclaimed jokingly.

"Aww. Brookie Cookie, I'm sorry." He apologized, and a second later, he leaned forward and was kissing her.

They had hooked up a few times in freshman and sophomore year, but when Peyton began dating him, it all fell apart. Brooke no longer went to Nathan's house, and they didn't talk at all. He became Peyton's annoying jackass boyfriend.

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Inside the club, the two we're actually having a lot of fun. They were talking and laughing over drinks, and carelessly grinding on the dance floor to music.

"Well, Davis, you're skills have improved." Nathan said in a playful manner as they made there way over to a table where their drinks we're.

"You too, Scott. You and Tutor girl must be getting it on pretty good." Brooke joked back as she picked up her drink and took a sip from it.

Nathan shook his head, almost sadly. "No, we haven't, at all." He stated and picked up his drink to avoid looking at her or whatever remark she had.

"Wow. You're kinda whipped." She said, not meaning anything by it, just stating the obvious. "Have to say, I never say that one coming Nate. You being in a relationship without the sex."

Nathan gave a shrug, looking up at the beautiful brunette in front of him. "It's just sex right." He stated, knowing he had said that in more of a suggestive tone than he should have.

Nathan stared at Brooke's dimpled smile for a second. Was he actually hitting on her?

Brooke looked at the gorgeous guy in front of her. The guy she had once been so close to, the guy she would have already been making out with by now. Only seconds from kissing him, Brooke stood up.

"I'm gonna go to the little ladies' room." She stated, and walked away. She couldn't be like Peyton, she wouldn't.

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A few minutes later, Brooke returned to Nathan, almost in tears. "Brooke, what happened?" He asked forcefully. He looked back to place she had come from, seeing a guy standing and staring at Brooke.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked in an angry tone, somewhat clenching his fists. Brooke shook her head.

"Can we just…go?" Brooke asked softly. Nathan gave a nod and walked left the club with her.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, while riding in the limo. Nathan wanted to know what would happen, but he couldn't push her to tell him.

"Do you think that Luke is a good guy? Honestly?" She asked as she finally looked up, meeting his gaze.

"Well, I mean, I've never been his biggest fan. You know, after…everything." Nathan stated, knowing she knew exactly what he meant. She gave a sad nod.

"But he seems like a good guy." Nathan added, hoping that was what she wanted to hear, even though he didn't fully believe it.

All Brooke could do was give another nod, and then they were back to the silence.

"I…I think I was hitting on you earlier." Nathan said to break the silence.

Brooke managed a small smile as she looked up at him. "You think?" Brooke playfully rolled her eyes at him, just as she had done a thousand times before. She never actually meant it though. "Honestly, I was like a second away from kissing you."

Nathan nodded in complete agreement, then gave a joking pouty face.

"I just…I couldn't be Peyton. I couldn't…do what she did." Brooke said in a depressing manner, as a single tear fell from her eyes. She never wanted to cry in front of anyone, especially Nathan. She didn't want to be judged by someone she used to be such good friends with.

"Hey." He said softly as he inched closer to her and pulled her into a hug. He felt the same warm hug that he used to feel. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up."

Nathan couldn't understand why people thought that Lucas was such a good little boy. Yes, he knew he wasn't the best behaving teen, but Lucas was almost as bad as Nathan was. Couldn't people see how much he had hurt Brooke, and Nathan really didn't like that.

"Brooke, you know you can tell me anything. Always. We used to be such good friends."

Brooke gave a nod, as a few more tears fell, and she was eventually full on crying.

"Nate. I…I think I'm…pregnant."

Nathan pulled back from the hug and looked at Brooke. "What?" He choked out.

"Lucas." Brooke managed to say, letting him know that it was Lucas. "I think I'm pregnant." Nathan didn't say anything, he just looked at Brooke.

"How sad is that, right? I'm sixteen and knocked up by a guy who doesn't love me, a guy who cheated on me."

Brooke could see the sympathy he was giving her, through his eyes. Was it sympathy…or pity? She never wanted pity, from anyone.

"You know I will always be here for you Brooke. Just like I used, too." Brooke gave a nod, desperately hoping that was true. Nathan put his arms around the girl once more, holding her in a tighter and warmer hug than before. He could feel a few wet drops from Brooke on his shoulders, but didn't care.

As he held her tight in his arms, tighter than he ever had before, he knew he had gained one of his best friends back. But this time, he wouldn't ever let her go.