You guys will not believe how long I've had this in my head and in bits on my laptop. It's not the story I was referring to a few days ago when I said I would post it but I'm feeling a bit unhappy with my plan for that at the moment so I'm going with this instead.

I hope you like it.

Prologue

Brooke POV

"I could just stay like this forever," I said snuggling closer to Nathan.

He wrapped his arms around me tighter, which had an instant calming effect on me.

The point of lying in front of the fire to heat us up was lost about a half hour ago but neither of us wanted to get up.

"I know. Me too," he said, gently kissing the top of my head.

"It's all going to be ok isn't it?" I asked, and I didn't have to elaborate because he knew exactly what I was referring to.

"Everything will be ok, I don't want you to worry about anything," he said.

Even though he told me not to worry, I couldn't exactly help it. It wasn't every day you get to tell your parents you're having a baby at seventeen, and hope they don't completely freak out.

"How do you know?" I asked him.

"Because we can get through anything," he said.

"We can?" I asked, but not because I doubted him, because I needed some sort of reassurance that everything would work out.

He nodded.

"As long as we're together we can get through anything Brooke, because I love you," he said pulling away from me slightly. "And I want to make sure you're by my side forever."

Nathan pulled something up from the floor beside him and as soon as I saw the little black velvet box, I sat up instantly.

"Nathan—what are you doing?" I rushed out.

Nathan opened the box with one hand, to reveal what was clearly a diamond engagement ring inside. It was a simple band, with a small diamond but it was clearly an engagement ring.

"I know it's not the most amazing ring, but I promise once I'm making some more money I'll get you a new—"

"Nathan, that's an engagement ring!" I said stating the obvious, not able to take my eyes off it.

"I know. I'm asking you to be my wife," he said.

"But what about your basketball scholarship? And Duke? And –"

"Brooke, I'm not going to Duke," Nathan said putting the box down and lacing his fingers through mine.

"What? But it's your dream," I said. "I can't let you ruin your—"

"I don't want to be gone all the time and if I play basketball I will be. I want to be there with you through all of this, then be there to watch my son or daughter grow up."

"Are you sure?" I asked, not wanting to be the reason Nathan didn't pursue his plans. I wasn't asking him to give anything up, and I didn't want him to resent making his decision.

"You're my dream Brooke, and our family is my happy ending," he said putting his hand on my still flat stomach.

I couldn't help but smile at Nathan in front of me, and I wondered if it were even possible to love one person this much. Part of me was scared that even though I'd have Nathan, him being busy with basketball would mean that I would be alone a lot of the time, but as worried as I was, I would never ask him to give up his dream. His words now though gave me the reassurance I needed and made me feel protected and even more loved.

"I love you Nathan Scott," I said holding out my hand. Nathan slipped the ring, which was a perfect fit onto my ring finger, and I leaned forward at the same time as Nathan.

"Forever," he whispered just before his lips met mine and in that moment I knew everything would be ok.

15 Years Later-Nathan POV

It was silent. Almost too silent. I had nothing to do but think, and right now the last thing I wanted to do was think about the events that had just transpired and what would inevitably be their result.

The tap on the other side dripped again, and I watched the small drop fall, waiting to hear the dull thud of the droplet reaching the sink. It was the sound that I had come accustomed to hearing in the past hour I had been in here; but before it could get there the loud crash of the door flying open took my attention away, sounding much louder than it was as the noise echoed off the walls.

I could hear footsteps and murmured voices, and looked up when a felt a shadow over me.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Brooke practically screamed. Even the police officer who had followed her looked intimidated.

Her hair was in a messy pony tail with strands falling out and she was wearing Talia's Tree Hill high hockey team hoodie over her t-shirt which told me she'd left in a rush.

"Bro—"

"No, are you insane?" she continued. I didn't think she actually wanted me to answer but she had stopped speaking and was glaring at me.

"It wasn't like that…" I started but couldn't finish. Sitting here had given me more than enough time to work out how I was going to explain myself but now that she was standing here in front of me I found myself speechless.

"Oh really? So you didn't just start drunkenly assaulting Julian in a bar?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"I wasn't actually drunk, they just assumed I was," I said, but as soon as I saw her expression I knew it was the wrong thing to say.

"You know that actually makes it worse," she said. "I can't believe how immature you are, and I actually believed you when you said you changed."

"Brooke, it wasn't like that ok? It wasn't like before. I just….you didn't hear what he was saying about you," I told her.

"So this was over me?" she asked, transferring her hands to her hips, "You have no right to do anything because of me! You have no right to interfere in my life anymore Nathan, you need to understand that!" I instantly felt sick at the words coming out her mouth, and I clenched the edge of the bench I was sitting on.

"You know the kids are going to find out somehow what happened, and that's if Talia doesn't already know. You know how quickly news spreads in Tree Hill. How do you think it makes them feel?"

I rubbed at my eyes and took a deep breath wishing I could rewind time.

"Brooke—"

"No, you know what? I don't want to hear it anymore. I'll see you tomorrow and we'll get done what we have to do and sign the papers but then I don't want to talk to you. I can't deal with this anymore," she said walking away, through the door she came in from without waiting for my reply.

A few minutes later the officer came back and unlocked the door of the pathetic little cell they kept in the back of the police station, and I followed him out to the main office, already feeling ridiculous enough for being in here in the first place.

Brooke couldn't be that mad if she bailed me out right?

Once the office had given me back my cell phone and keys, I walked out the station to see Mouth leaning against his car, and suddenly the release became clear.

"You do realise you're making my job as your lawyer practically impossible right?" he asked with his arms crossed.

"Mouth, not now ok?" I said walking to the passenger side of the car, "Brooke already gave me the lecture."

"You couldn't have chosen any other night to get arrested apart from the night before your divorce and custody hearing?" Mouth asked.

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Please do tell me what you think. I think this story will be about 10 chapters? Or 15? I don't think it will be as long as my other stories.

Looking forward to hearing from you all!

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