United as One (ONE TREE HILL//OCxOC)

Crash Into You

"I get so much shit from the guys for actually liking that one." Brandon tells her, a smile also gracing his face. There is a sense of happiness about the fact that he was able to get the girl to crack a smile. And he'll admit that he likes her smile and finds so much joy about discussing the Scream movies.

"Oh, perfect. You two have to join us for a game of 'I Never'." Brooke tells Brandon and Callie as she and the people that they left regrouped and joined them over at the kitchen island.

"You mean 'Never Have I Ever'." Callie questions. "That too." Brooke adds in.

"Lucas, come play." Brooke invites Lucas.

The older Scott brother is confused. "What's the game?" he asks.

"I Never." Brooke responds. "And yet, apparently, you have." Vegas replies to Brooke, who later tells him to shut up.

"Alright, so the game is, we all take turns saying things we've never done, and anybody at the table who has..." Nathan was explaining. "Bam! Drink." Lucas finishes, taking the cup that Nathan is offering.

"I-It's Never Have I Ever." Callie softly summarizes, but is promptly ignored.

"Alright, Theresa, you're up." Nathan tells the girl on his right.

"Okay. Let's see..." Theresa thinks out loud. "I've never...had sex with anything made out of plastic." she confesses, looking straight into Brooke's eyes, who then has a drink.

Callie just looks at the red cup, feeling more insecure about herself than ever before.

Throughout the two years that they have been dating, Callie has never taken it that far with Zach. Despite the longevity of their relationship, she is honestly surprised that he has stuck around for as long as he has. The farthest they have done is making out. On-top-of-the-clothes action, as one might call it.

"Okay, my turn." Brooke volunteers. "I've never..." she begins to think out loud. "No, I did that." she later corrects herself, giggling.

Brooke didn't get to confess something, because Nathan stepped up to the plate. Callie glances warily at her brother, and Lucas can tell that he is up to something just by looking in the face of his half-sister. "Alright. My turn."

"Oh, let's see...I've never..." Nathan pretends to ponder. "I've never had a dad who wished I was a stain on the bed sheets."

The only one that is laughing is Tim.

Brandon gives a surly look over at his best friend. Out of everyone in this house, Nathan Scott is the only one who knows about what goes on in Brandon's life.

His mom died when he was only 5-years old. His father, Ethan Barnes, is very notable within the Navy and is barely ever home. Natalie Barnes, Brandon's older sister, mainly works long hours and 3rd shifts, and he is left to his own devices.

It is a main reason why Brandon sometimes crashes over at the Scott residence.

Callie, on the other hand, scoffs, pure anger taking control of her. In Dan Scott's eyes, Nathan could do no wrong. Dan did abandon Lucas, and in the same vain in many other ways, he also abandoned Callie.

Is Dan Scott physically there? Yes. As a sperm donor.

But as a dad? That is a definite hell no.

It didn't take long for Brandon to notice Callie downing the drink that used to be full. "Hey, woah, woah, woah, woah. Take it easy." he cautions the blonde, but it doesn't seem to go anywhere. Callie is able to find herself a bottle of tequila and fills a shot glass with it.

"Alright, Little Scott!" Nathan hears Tim goad. Nathan looks over to see Callie taking a shot of tequila.

"Easy, Callie. You know how mom and dad are anal about their liquor." Nathan warns Callie. The blonde gives her twin a death glare. If looks could kill, Nathan would be ash right about now.

"Last time I checked, I was a lost cause, right?" Callie questions Nathan, venom laced within. She takes a swig of tequila from the bottle and leaves the group.

Realization hits Nathan like a semi-truck.

The night of the River Court game between him and Lucas: Callie knows.

Tim lets out a low whistle. Brooke and Peyton look at each other, concern for not only Lucas but also Callie very evident between the two.

"The hell is she talking about?" Brandon asks his best friend. After working on a part of their AP Psychology project, Brandon wanted to unravel the mystery that is Callie Scott. She is intriguing him in a way that no other girl could, not even Brooke Davis.

"Look, it's something that happened between my dad and I, man. I didn't know that she would overhear." Nathan tells Brandon.

"And what did you do about it, huh?" Brandon wonders. He knows that if it were his dad saying that about his sister, all hell would've broken loose.

If nobody is gonna be on the warpath for Callie, Brandon is going to jump at that opportunity. She seamlessly blends in with the crowd, but it doesn't deter him.

Not even another attempt from Nathan to get under Lucas's skin.

Brandon eventually spots the familiar red cardigan that he saw on Callie stumbling outside. He rushes through, bumping into people in the process, and is able to catch up to her. He is able to catch her when she almost tripped on one of the stairs.

Brandon looks into the brown eyes of Callie that have tears welled up. "I can never do anything right." she whimpers out. He puts a hand up to cup her jaw, his thumb wiping the stray tear that escaped her eye and rolled down her cheek. He can also tell by her pupils that she is very tipsy.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. I'm gonna get you home, okay?" Brandon consoles Callie.

"Wrap your arms around my neck." he instructs, and she does just that. He placed one arm around her waist and another one just under her knees, and he lifted her up with ease.

The tall brown-haired boy walks down the steps of the beach house and was able to unlock the car door to the passenger seat and places Callie in the seat, delicately.

"Hey, Brand. You leaving too?" Nathan asks from Peyton's car, Haley sheepishly looking on.

"You obviously weren't concerned when you were trying to start shit with Lucas." Brandon points out as he gets into his car.

When Brandon pulls up to the house, he looks over at Callie and sees that she has passed out in the front seat. He wraps one of her arms around his neck and lifts her out of the seat after unbuckling the seat belt. He closes his car door with his foot and knocks on the door.

Brandon was definitely surprised to see the twins' mom standing on the other side of the door frame. "Hey, Mama Deb."

"It's good to see you again, Brandon." she greets him before looking at her sleeping daughter. "Is she..." she is about to ask.

"She's fine. I just need to get her up to her room." Brandon tells Deb.

"You remember, right? Upstairs, second door to the right. Right across from the guest room." Deb jogs Brandon's memory. He responds with a nod before going inside and traversing his way upstairs.

Deb then turns to look over at Dan, a sour look being present. "Let me guess. You don't even know how Callie's doing." she wonders.

"Honey, you know how she can be..." Dan tries to argue with her.

"You really think I didn't notice how quiet she's become. Do you even know about that friend of hers that gave her a ride to the game tonight? You're not doing yourself any favors if you don't put in an effort." Deb counters.

In Dan Scott's mind, he'll always be right. Whatever he is doing, he is doing everything correctly.

Right?