K, so I'm Alli, this is my first fan fiction. It's called The Choices We Make and it's a Naley story. It's a little different then some of them I've read on here but I hope you'll like the idea as much as I do. =] I've decided to rate it T just o be safe. But let me know what you think. Thanks, I hope you enjoy it.
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Stupid pink lines.
Stupid pregnancy test.
Stupid sex.
Stupid Rachel who left me at that party.
Stupid alcohol.
Stupid break-up that led me to drink said alcohol.
Stupid boys who lie.
Stupid condom that broke? I'm not sure about that one.
Stupid me.
Stupid Nathan Scott.
Yes, Nathan Scott. He's to blame for the stupid pink lines and the pregnancy test and the could have been broken condom. And then Rachel, the girl who was supposed to be my best friend, just left me to drown in my sorrows at that stupid party that I didn't even want to be at. I still can't believe she did that to me. I put my head in my hands and cried for a while before deciding that it was time to face the world. Or at least the High School part of the world.
My name's Haley James. I'm 17 years old, I go to Tree Hill High School and I just found out I'm going to be a parent. With the biggest asshole in school, Nathan Scott. The jock, the player, and the all around 'bad boy' I guess. After one night together, this is what happens. I had just broken up with my boyfriend, Jake, who I found out, cheated on me and got another girl pregnant. Nicki I think. So, my best friend Rachel decided that I needed a night out. I reluctantly agreed and went with her to a party at Nathan's where she promptly left me by myself after an hour and I got drunk. Where does Nathan come in you ask? I'm not really sure but I remember waking up, naked, in his bed the next morning with a headache that could've killed The Rock.
The first time I'd ever been drunk. The first time I'd ever had sex and I don't remember it. Sure Rachel and I had drunk together before but I'd never been the one to get drunk. That was always Rachel's job. That and the sleeping around, also her job. So, when I started getting the symptoms that I'd seen before of pregnancy, I decided that I shouldn't tell anyone until I was sure. Rachel's going to kill me for that. But, it's her fault so I don't really care.
Getting up out of the stall, I walked out and threw away the test before looking at myself in the mirror and fixing my make-up and hair before doing the inevitable. Telling Nathan. I opened the door and walked out into the hallway checking to make sure the coast was clear. It was. So, I walked out onto the quad and spotted Nathan at a table with his friends. I guess I could keep the baby, I thought to myself as I walked closer.
No you can't, I told myself, you just took a pregnancy test in the girls' bathroom at your high school. You can't possibly think you can raise a baby on your own.
I shook my head sadly and walked right up to Nathan tapping on his shoulder.
"Nathan?" I said.
"Hey... yoooou?" He said, obviously forgetting my name.
"It's Haley. I need to talk to you."
"So, talk." He said laughing as he turned to his friends.
"It's kind of private. I'm not sure you want your friends to hear this."
"Ok. Come on." He said getting up and pulling me over underneath a tree before pushing me against it and kissing me.
"What are you doing?" I asked pushing him away from me.
"This is what you wanted right?" He said, looking confused.
"No, I need to tell you something."
"Wait, you're the girl form my party right? We had sex. Multiple times."
"Yes, unfortunately, that was me. Look, I'm pregnant." I said getting tired of the small talk.
"Pregnant?"
"Yeah. Pregnant. With child. A bun in the oven. Prego, preggers. Whatever." I said.
"How do I know it's mine?" He asked.
"Because I'd lie about that. You knew it was my first time."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you haven't since then."
"Wow, ok, I thought maybe you'd offer to help me but fine. I'll do it myself, just like everything else." I said turning to walk away.
"No, Haley, look, when's your appointment? I'll drive you and sit with you while they take it."
"Take 'it'? You think I'm getting an abortion? Are you out of your mind!" I asked him.
"Well, we're 17 and seriously, I do NOT need a kid right now." He said taking a step back.
"Yeah, we're 17. But I'm not going to let someone kill my baby. No one's touching him or her till they are ready to come out. I don't care what anyone says. Especially not you. God, you know, I thought that maybe you'd want to be there for me. For us. But God, you fooled me again." I said putting my hand to my stomach.
"No, Haley, it's not like that. I just can't be a parent."
"Yes, it is like that. Do you really think that I want to be?" I asked.
"You're a girl. Don't all girls want to have a baby young?"
"Preferably married to a guy that she loves and that loves her back."
"Well, then I guess you're screwed." He said taking a step back toward me.
I slapped him before saying, "That was the problem to begin with." And I walked away.
I heard him yelling my name after me but I just couldn't take the drama so, I ran to the parking lot and got into my car with every intention of ditching the rest of the day. I sat in the car for about 20 minutes crying and hitting the steering wheel before I could finally calm down enough to even think about driving. Then I tried to think of somewhere to go. When I couldn't think of anything I'd rather do but sleep for the next 9 months, I decided to go home. When I pulled into the driveway, I saw my sister Taylor's car in the driveway.
"Great." I muttered to myself as I grabbed my bag and went toward the house.
"Tay? Mom?" I hollered as I walked in the door.
"In the kitchen Hales!" She called.
I walked into the kitchen to see her sitting at the kitchen table with my mom who was holding Taylor's 19 month old son, Jack.
"Why aren't you in school? Did something happen?" My mom asked.
"Nah, just a stomach thing. I threw up a couple times this morning but I was feeling better so I went to school but I felt sick again so I came home." I said, hoping she'd believe that. Because it was true. Morning sickness was a terrible.
"You do look kind of pale. But that could just be because you don't like the sun." Taylor said laughing. I looked at my sister, tall, brunette, tan, nothing but legs and then I remembered my own reflection in the mirror that morning. Short, small, pale, the same brunette but it seemed mousier on me.
"Yeah, must be." I said, not in the mood to come up with a witty retort.
"Why don't you go relax Haley? You have to work tonight but I'll call Karen for you if you want." My mom said playing with Jack.
"No, that's alright. I'll be fine by then. Hey Jac-Jac." I said grabbing his hand.
"Hi Auntie Haley." He said giggling at me.
I walked up the stairs to my room and after kicking my shoes off; I jumped on my bed and lay down just to hear my cell phone ring.
"Hello?" I asked no bothering to look at the caller ID.
"Hales? Where are you?" I heard Rachel's voice on the other line say.
"Home. I wasn't feeling well." I said, faking a cough.
"First of all, the fake cough? What are you, eight? Second, Brooke said she saw you leave at lunch after fighting with Nathan Scott. What happened?" She asked.
"Uh, nothing, just some issues. Don't worry, I'm fine."
"I'm not worried." She said as my bedroom door swung open and she walked in closing her phone and the door behind her. "I'm here. No what happened. I can see you're not really sick Haley."
I closed my phone and moved over so she could lie down next to me.
"I'm pregnant and Nathan's the father." I said staring at the ceiling.
"Pregnant? Seriously, like you took a test and everything?" She said staring at the ceiling as well.
"Yeap. Took it right before lunch, told Nathan and thus the argument that Brooke saw."
"Well, what did he say?"
"That he'd take me to go get an abortion because 'he can't be a dad right now'" I said mimicking his voice the best I could.
"Wow, Hales what are you going to do?"
"I don't know Rach, all I know is that I'm about to puke." I said getting up and running to the bathroom.
"Gross." I heard her say as I threw up what was left of my breakfast.
"I want some food." I said walking back to my room after brushing my teeth.
"Seriously? You just threw up your entire stomach content and you want food." She said laughing.
"Yeah, I'm eating for two now." I defended.
"That's a crap excuse." She said getting up and grabbing both of our purses before following me downstairs and out the door to her car.
We pulled up in front of Karen's Café 5 minutes later and walked inside. My other best friend Lucas' mom owns it and it's kind of like a local hang out I guess. But she has the best food in town.
"Haley? Rachel? What are you doing here?" Karen said walking from behind the counter.
"Thought you might need help with the lunch rush?" I tried.
She looked around the almost deserted café and said, "Uh-huh. What's on your mind?" She said leading us to the bar and walking around to the other side of it.
"Haley's having Nathan Scotts demon spawn." Rachel said matter-of-factly, which earned her a push off the stool she was mounting.
"What?" Karen said starting to mop up the coffee she had overflowed.
"Yeah, I don't know what to do and other then my sister, you're the only person I know who had a kid as young as I am." I said taking a drink of my coffee.
"Have you told your parents? Nathan? Lucas?" She asked. Nathan and Lucas were half-brothers and they didn't really get along. At all actually. See, their dad, Dan, got Karen pregnant their senior year of high school and instead of sticking around, he took a basketball scholarship and left Karen. In his first semester of college, he got Nathan's mom, Deb pregnant, married her, had the kid and the rest is history. The fact that Dan chose Nathan has now fueled a bitter relationship between the two and when Lucas joined the Raven's basketball team you can imagine how Nathan, the star player, son of the Great felt.
"No, yes, no." I said answering her questions.
"Have you been to the doctor?" She asked.
"No, I just took a home test this morning." I said.
"Haley, you need to go to the doctor. You need to figure out how far along you are."
"About 3 months." I said knowing the exact date of conception.
"Oh. Haley, you really need to make a doctor's appointment."
"I know Karen. I'm just scared. And Nathan totally rejected helping me. He wants me to get an abortion. Can you believe that?"
"Like father like son." She said shaking her head. "And this isn't good for the baby." She said taking my coffee away and replacing it with water.
"9 months with no coffee? She might die of withdrawal." Rachel joked.
"Whatever." I said laughing along with her.
"Haley?" I heard from behind me. I turned around to see Nathan walking in, alone for once.
"I don't want to talk to you Nathan." I said turning back around.
"I really think we should talk about this." He said looking around.
"Look, it was a one night stand. Didn't mean a thing. You don't have to do anything. I can do it myself." I said not bothering to turn back around.
"Haley, I think I want to be there for you. No matter what you decide. We don't have to get married or anything like that but I do want to be in this kid's life. I don't want to be like my father was to Karen. Please let me do something." He said sitting down next to me.
"I don't know Nathan. I'm not sure it's a good idea." I said finally looking at him.
"It's a great idea. We can tell our parents together and I can be there for you through the pregnancy. Not the delivery room though. Too much blood." He said shivering a little bit.
"I wouldn't want you there anyway. It's one thing to have sex. It's completely different to see my lady parts." I said laughing a little bit.
He just laughed and said, "Well, whatever you decide, I'm here for you."
"Thank you."
"Now, here comes the hard part. What are we going to tell our parents?" He asked.
"And Lucas." I said squirming a little in my seat.
Ok, so I hope you guys liked it. It's a little different twist on Naley but I thought it could be interesting. Lemme know what you guys think. I'm open to suggestions or constructive criticism. =D