Hey guys! First I wanted to say thank you for reading and reviewing my last story Nothing Else Matters, it means a lot and I'm glad you guys like it! So anyway, here is my newest story! This one is going to be chapters and i have soo many things planned so I hope you enjoy it! So this story idea came to me the one day while watching a movie, that i don't remember the name of. It was just about forbidden love and here is my Naley take on it. So, 8 more days until the new episodes of OTH are back and im so freaking excited i don't think i can wait any longer! Ah! I'm soooo excited for baby Lydia! And the Brulian baby! I also don't know what's going on with Chloe? What do you think? But i just hope that both babies are healthy and Brooke finally gets her baby. She deserves it! Anway that's my rant, now here's the story! Let me know what you think!

Characters: Nathan and Haley (with other characters as minor parts, Jeyton and later on, Brucas) but my main focus is strictly Naley!

Rating: T (for now)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from One Tree Hill. I don't own the characters or any of the lines, wah. Except this story is my own idea. Everthing else belongs to Mark Schwahn and the owners of OTH.

Summary: Haley meets Nathan at the beach in the summer, where they started falling in love. The perfect summer romance, you could say. But as summer ends, she has to leave Nathan and go back to her life in Tree Hill, leaving them both heartbroken. When she returns to school she is shocked to find Nathan there, helping to coach the Ravens' basketball team. How will they react to finding each other again? And most importantly, how will they be able to adjust to the age difference that before didn't matter. 20 and 17, which almost makes their relationship illegal? Will they be able to subside their feeling or will the power of love take over.

And when you get to the end, the italics is a flashback of the summer! Hope that is clear enough!


Chapter 1: Don't Dream it's Over

Welcome to Tree Hill.

She wanted to cry, or better yet have Brooke turn this car around, as they passed the sign officially announcing their return to boring but drama-filled Tree Hill, North Carolina. She wanted to go back to it, the summer of her dreams. Malibu. It started out as a summer vacation with her two best friends and turned out to be the best nine weeks of her life. Everything about their summer was so relaxed and easy, but she guessed that's why they called it summer. Summer was easy compared to Tree Hill and her normal life. Normal? Ha, she wanted to laugh out loud. Her life was anything but normal and not in a cool celebrity -I have a totally bangin' life- way but in a totally-crazy-unlike any other seventeen year old's life- way. For starters, her parents didn't live with her. They lived in an RV somewhere traveling the fifty states while stopping at random tourist attractions and visiting her other siblings and their families. The last time she talked to them, which was probably three weeks ago now, they were somewhere in Texas going to see an Elvis sandwich. Yep, a sandwich shaped like the king himself. What could she say her parents were practically nuts, and she wished it was proven so she didn't have to make up lies about them to her friends or teachers. But they were almost considered cool parents and they loved her and her four siblings equally, so she couldn't complain. With her parents gone, it did mean nonstop parties at the James' casa.

Ah the parties, she had missed them. They were always filled with her and her best friends along with the rest of the basketball team, cheerleading squad, and any other teen from Tree Hill High looking for a good time and to get totally smashed. Tree Hill was a total basketball town and the Tree Hill High Ravens basketball team was always living up to all of their town's hype. She was a cheerleader along with her best friends Brooke and Peyton and together, their group ruled the school. They were known for their looks, popularity, and most importantly, their star spots on the Ravens.

Brooke Davis. This girl was a ball of energy. She was a totally upbeat and popular, well, cheerleader. She was brunette, skinny, and way too confident for her own good. Every guy wanted her and many wanted her again, if you catch my drift. She was also amazing at designing clothes, which came in handy for the trio. If you wanted to know something or get something exclusively, B. Davis was your girl.

Peyton Sawyer. Not your typical popular, blonde cheerleader. She was dark, broody, and literally a music encyclopedia. She dressed punk, listen to anything punk and rock, and was the most amazing drawer Haley had ever encountered in her life. Even though she seemed like a loner, she wasn't and definitely knew a good time when one came her way.

Then there was Jake Jagielski, Peyton's fox of a boyfriend and star of the basketball team. He was down to earth, a softy even though he wouldn't dare admit it, and completely in love with Peyton Sawyer. He was also one of Haley's best guy friends and very protective of the girls.

She also couldn't forget Chase Adams, the California- transfer with the swimmer's body. He was hot, and a basketball player as well, but off limits since he was Brooke's ex of seven months. Then there was ghetto shooting guard, Skills Taylor, the point-guard who thought he was ghetto, Tim Smith, and the sweet, blonde eye candy Adam Jacobs. Bevin Mirskey was also with them and not the smartest tack in the bunch but she was lucky she was pretty. The arrogant guitarist Chris Keller, who referred to himself in third person, was reluctantly a part of them. The brother-sister Latino act of Felix – freaking annoyingly cocky- and Anna- the pretty innocent one- Taggaro, rounded out the group. There was also Rachel Gatina, but she was only with them because she was dating Chase. Nobody liked that whore and she was always causing trouble.

She missed them and all of the fun they had but she enjoyed the carefree life in Malibu that she left behind. It was the only place where she felt like she could truly be herself and not have to put on an act of the perfect life. She was a beautiful blonde with big brown eyes and a nice figure that liked school and had a 4.0 GPA. They didn't call her Tutor girl for nothing. She was sweet and innocent, with a spunky side if you pissed her off, but she also enjoyed partying almost as much as staying in and listening to Sheryl Crow while reading. She also had a talent of singing and brightened up most people's days just by entering a room. She was everyone's advice girl and the best friend they could all ask for. But the popularity wasn't her real life, and sadly neither was their amazing summer in Malibu.

So now it was back to reality and she sighed while adjusting her laying position in back seat of Brooke's baby blue 'punch-buggy.'

"Haley won't you cheer up? Now I know you didn't want to leave Malibu but I seriously can't have you moping around when we are about to start our senior year at THH! Come on you are getting as bad as Peyton," Brooke explained while turning off the main road heading towards Haley's house.

"Hey! I'm not that bad," Peyton said while sending a punch Brooke's way, causing the car to swerve and Haley to hit her head on the door.

"Damnit Brooke!" Haley yelled while rubbing her temple.

"Retract the claws H. James, and you should be yelling at Peyton not me!"

"Brooke, you're the one who swerved we could've hit something!" Peyton called out worriedly.

"Seriously Brooke, I think I have a concussion! If I do you're getting my hospital bills!" Haley whined.

"Okay, I know you miss him but there's no need to go all Sasha Fierce on me."

Him. Miss him? God, more like fucking missed him. It had only been eight hours since they left sunny California and she felt an ache in her heart. She met him at the beach one day trying to pick her up with a typically cheesy line that she'd heard before but looking into his eyes, something was different. They had bonded, became friends, and started a relationship all within eight short days. There was instant chemistry and passion and it only grew with every waking minute they spent together. She had felt it, when they were talking about having to return to their lives, something that was more than just a summer fling like seen in the movies and she felt a feeling of being punched in the stomach when they decided to just end things. It was the right thing to do considering he was twenty and she was only seventeen and there was also the part about them living across the country from each other. He was so sweet and caring and she wasn't sure if she would ever find something like that again, someone she could be herself with, but it was only seven weeks they spent together and she didn't think it was that serious. They weren't in love, but she definitely felt like it could've been. But she didn't want to dream about it, him, because it was over.

Sensing Haley going over her summer romance in her head, Peyton and Brooke decided to plug in the iPod and sing at the top of their lungs. It always made them happy, and Peyton had remembered to buy some chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream at the supermarket while the other girls stopped for a potty break. She would be feeling better shortly, if only for a little while.

Haley was broken from her thoughts as Destiny's Child's Girl came blasting out the speakers and her besties started screaming the lyrics that pretty much described their relationship.

Smiling and shaking her head, she decided to just enjoy the rest of the summer and her girls helping her out. It must've not been meant to be. They rolled down the windows and just enjoyed being teenagers for the remainder of the short ride.

"I'M YOUR GIRL, YOU MY GIRL, WE YOUR GIRLS, DON'T YOU KNOW THAT WE LOVE YA!" they belted out the chorus just as Haley's football field-sized house came into view.

"Guys we're home!" Haley squealed as Brooke clapped and Peyton yelled.

"That's more like it Hales, now c'mon girls lets unpack as soon as possible so we can hit the mall for my back to school wardrobe!" Brooke exclaimed while pulling her Volks Wagon into the James' driveway.

"She never stops does she?" Peyton questioned turning to Haley.

"I'm surprised she doesn't have her own parking spot there."

"You'd think right?" Peyton laughed along with Haley as the car was put into park and the girls jumped out.

"Funny," Brooke sarcastically stated while popping the trunk and noticing a moving van parked outside of Haley's neighbor's house. "So I guess that old hag Mrs. Donaldson finally moved out, thank god!"

"Brooke she was a sweet old lady!"

"Yeah and I don't own any thongs."

Haley laughed. She loved the banter the three shared. Looking over at the moving van she noticed a couple that was probably in their late thirties and an adorable brown haired girl in a pink sundress running around with a purple elephant. They looked friendly and she was sure she could find a babysitting job in the little girl of about five years. Then from the back of the truck came a tall, tanned, blonde-haired boy that was shirtless and toned in all right places. He had a squint to his eyes and carried a box of books. The boy was fine, oh he was damn fine.

Dropping her suitcase from her grip she quickly scrambled to pick it up and noticed the boy looking their way with a smirk, obviously noticing them staring and hearing her embarrassing thud.

"Real discreet Hales," Peyton whispered.

"I can't help it if the boy's, well, damn," she stuttered while still looking his way.

"Shut the hell up, he's coming this way! How do I look?" Brooke frantically asked while smoothing out her plane hair.

"Besides the zit on you nose, you look good!" Haley said while Peyton snickered.

"WHAT? Where? You know I use this cream that Ashley Greene supposedly uses and you'd think it would work, but no!" she was now trying to search her purse for her compact mirror as quickly as possible.

"You don't have a zit Brooke. You look great," Peyton answered still laughing as the hottie was almost to them.

"Bitch," she exclaimed towards Haley just as he reached them.

"Um, hi. I'm Lucas Scott. We just moved in next door," he introduced shyly.

"Well hello Lucas Scott," Brooke said seductively while eyeing him up and down. Lucas laughed.

"Ignore her. Hi I'm Peyton, that's Brooke, and the blonde is Haley. Are you new in town?" she said extending her hand as they all shook his hand politely.

"Yeah, my family and I just moved here from Charlotte yesterday. My dad grew up here and we're finally moving back." The girls all nodded and smiled, "that guy's my dad Keith, and that's my mom Karen, and that cutie is my sister Lily." He said while pointing to the person he mentioned.

"She's adorable," Haley spoke up while the others agreed.

"Yeah she's the smartest little girl I've ever met and that's not really saying a lot considering she's the only five year old I know," Lucas joked. He had a cute smile and all the girls were thinking the same thing. He's mine.

"Well it looks like I've got a new neighbor. It will be nice having more kids in the neighborhood," Haley smiled. "Most of the residents here are retired and grouchy."

Just then, the man he mentioned as Keith called to him while struggling with a box full of books marked Lucas. "Well that's my cue. Thanks for the distraction ladies and see you around neighbor," he said while nodding towards Haley and slowly backing away from the flustered girls.

"See you around Hot Shot!" Brooke called after him.

"Bye!" they yelled, a little more eager than intentioned.

"Damn…" Brooke said while admiring the view. Of his cute ass, to be exact.

"Hot damn," Haley agreed.

"Well looks like Haley's found herself a rebound," Peyton nodded to a pissed off Brooke.

"Huh?"

"No! Why does she get him? He's a total 9.5 on my scale! Besides he's too pretty for her!" Brooke whined while throwing down her Prada suitcase in a huff.

"Hey!"

"Well, Brookie, I seem to remember on our last in Malibu a perky brunette specifically saying 'I'm going to spend my senior year just enjoying being a high schooler, and having meaningless sex. No boys will tie me down, and certainly no unwanted drama." Peyton recalled while making air quotes.

"Yeah, well that was before a great god moved in next to Tutor girl!" Brooke was acting like she was five. But, she was the most entertaining five year old you could meet. "C'mon at least let me get with him before she gets him! Did you see the size of his feet?"

"Is that all you think about? Besides he was carrying a box full of novels, and I know for a fact you don't read and Hales does. Plus she needs to get over you know who!" Peyton yelled in a hushed tone. Brooke finally gave up and nodded in agreement as the two carried their bags towards the James' front door, leaving Haley standing in the driveway while her mind drifted back to him yet again.

She didn't like this, no not one bit. He consumed her thoughts. This was certainly not the way to get over him but she didn't want to get over him, she just wanted him. She would constantly think of their time together and how distance reluctantly split them apart and now her mind traveled back to the first time she met him on the beach. That was one of the best days of the summer, and the start to a big change in her life. It was a beautiful June day in Malibu, June 22nd to be exact. That was the day everything changed for her.

She couldn't take it. Peyton was yelling at Brooke, yet again, for forgetting to mention the fact that they were out of milk. It was the fourth time this week, and the sixth fight about it. So she escaped and took a quiet walk along the sandy shores of Malibu. She just wanted to enjoy the wind in her hair and be able to think, about anything and only what she wanted to. Her thoughts were once again interrupted when she felt something hit her shin. Looking down, she spotted a basketball and picked it up looking for its owner.

"Sorry about that. My friend over there is known as butterfingers so," he joked while jogging up to her.

"Oh, that's oka…" she looked up and was shocked at how gorgeous the man standing in front of her was. He had a strong jaw line, lightly tanned skin, and a perfectly sculpted body. Wow, she could've sworn he came right out of a Calvin Klein underwear ad. It really didn't help that he was shirtless either. She felt very flustered and nervous which was a new feeling to her since half of her friends were boys. But he wasn't a boy, no this person in front of her was a man. And a fine man at that. And his feet were huge, which meant... Oh God stop.

"Um thanks," he said while taking the ball from Haley as they both felt a spark as their fingers touched on the orange sphere. They just as quickly shrugged it off though, trying not to be so obvious, "so are you new here in Malibu? I definitely think I would've remembered seeing you around." Haley blushed.

"Nah, I've been here a few weeks now but our house is more up the beach," she said.

"Oh, well the south side of the beach is where the fun's at. I promise."

"Why cause you're here?"

"It's like you know me," he cockily laughed while she playfully rolled her eyes.

"So, pretty, do you have a name I can put to your face?" he asked with a certain attitude to his words. She had heard lines like that enough to know what they meant, he was trying to be seductive.

"Haven't your parents ever told you not to give your name out to strangers? You could be a psycho stalker for all I know," she said more serious now.

He laughed. She was enjoying this almost as much as him.

"Well I'm sure I will get you to tell me, and then you'll be screaming mine out in due time," he said with a smirk that Haley found tremendously annoying but incredibly cute.

"I doubt it," she mumbled.

"You'll see."

"Well I guess I'll be seeing you, Muscles," Haley said once more and turned around to start back to the house.

"I'm sure you will," he mumbled once more and she could feel his eyes boring into the back of her. She suddenly felt underdressed in a bikini top and short skirt but added a little sway to her hips.

"Oh, and I'm Nathan by the way," he said as blue met brown once more and she could feel something there. There was definite chemistry there and for some reason that she could understand, she wanted to know more about the blue eyed God she just met. "Nathan Scott."

Okay so what do you think? Now i know the first chapter isn't much dialogue or Naley but I really needed to give the background so you all know what's going on. Next chapter will be Nathan and they will final encounter each other in Tree Hill, then it's going to get better i promise! So let me know if you love it or hate it? And if you have any ideas for some Naley fluff for upcoming chapters let me know! Thanks!

-Taylor