Title: Never Had A Dream Come True
Author: tjmack
Category: Angst, Romance
Spoilers: No real spoilers
Summary:
Nathan Scott is one of the
hottest models to date, but when he decides he wants to give acting a
try, his manager Lucas Scott (Who just happens to be his older
brother), decides that maybe a bit of a bigger challenge then
thought. Enter Haley James, one of the biggest rock stars, her career
is going very fast down the drain because of her very well known
drinking problem, her manager Chris Keller, knows that he has to do
something fast if he wants to save her career. After running into
Lucas Scott, both come up with an idea, that neither one of the
clients want to go for, but after a little while, hatred for one
another gives way to love, and maybe someone will find out the pain
the Haley holds deep down inside.
Notes: I
don't own OTH or any of the characters...please R&R, I
know it's short...but it will get longer in upcoming chapters.
Chapter One
Nathan woke up to his cell ringing. This of course wasn't unusual, his cell was always ringing.
"Hello," he answered, not even looking at the caller id.
"Nate, it's Luke, get your lazy ass up," Lucas said.
"First off dude, I'm not lazy, secondly I don't have to work today so kiss my ass," Nathan said, going to hang up on him.
"Listen to me Nate, if you want to act you better get over here," Lucas said.
"Over where dude," Nathan asked.
"My office, I got a proposition for you," Lucas said.
"Fine, give like thirty minutes, I'll be there," Nathan said, hanging up the phone.
Why had he choosen his brother as his talent agent. Oh yeah that's right, because he has a heart condition, and could play basketball no more.
Nathan sat on the edge of his bed for a couple of minutes, deciding what he should wear. He got up and rummaged through his closet for a little while. On normal occasions he wouldn't care less what he wore, but considering he was a model, and he wanted to do the acting thing he had to look his best. Finally he found a black button up shirt, and a pair of black formal pants. He put those on and then grabbed the neck chain on his dresser. His father had given it to him. He grabbed his keys and was on his way.
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Haley, laying on her bed in a drunken stupor, barely heard her cell ringing. She reached over and grabbed it.
"Heelloo," she answered, her voice slurring.
"Let me guess, rough night?" Chris asked.
"Really, took you that long, your such a dumbass Chris," Haley said.
"Hey now, that's uncalled for," Chris said.
"I'm sorry, but you woke me the hell up," Haley said.
"Yeah about that, have you heard of the talent agent Lucas Scott?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, vaguely though," Haley said.
"Yeah, I'm but isn't everything vaguely to you, you know, considering?" Chris asked.
"Chris, I have kicked your ass before, please don't make me do it again," Haley said.
"Fine, look I need you to meet me at his office building," Chris said.
"Why?" Haley asked.
"Because, I came up with a way to save your sinking career," Chris said.
"Fine, whatever, I'll be there in thirty minutes, where is it?" Haley asked.
"It's on the corner of 8th and 7th ," Chris said.
"Alright, I'll find it," Haley said.
After hanging up the phone, she looked through her closet, and settled on a lower cut, red lace dress. She figured it was probably a little too dressy, but she didn't care. She got her shower, and put it on, and walked out of her house.