One Tree Hill- My Way
Chapter 1- Relationship Status
Disclaimer- I do not own one tree hill, nor do I own any of the recognised characters. I am going to throw in my own characters for kicks but that doesn't matter right now.
A/N- I love one tree hill so I thought I want it my way, hence the name, enjoy and R&R please 3
'I am so confused, who am I in love with? Peyton. Girl of my dreams, pretty, great personality but we have a crappy history. Lindsay. gorgeous, has my career, but she left me at the altar. Brooke. Hot as hell, has her own business, but every time we date we break up because of another girl she gets jealous of.'
"Lucas!" yelled Hayley. "You coming to the game or you gonna coach from your bedroom?" she giggled, beaming at her best friend.
"I'm coming!" he groaned, pulling the covers of of his hung over face. The shocked look on Hayley's showed that he looked horrible. "... I know, I know! My eyes look horrible, its nothing a wash cant cure!" he sighed, getting out of his bed and walking to the bathroom. Hayley squinted her face, waiting for the blood curdling shriek that happens as often as a blue moon. "Hayley! Why didn't you warn me that I had a MOHAWK!!" he yelled, pointed to his newly acquainted bird-like feature.
"Its not the kind of thing you tell someone who's just got up. C'mon, sit down I'll fix it."
"Where's Luc? We need him here now, to go over his plan!" moaned Skills pacing the locker room.
"Chill dude! He will be here, we just need to stall for him right now." said Nathan patting Skills on the shoulder, in that manly emotional way.
"Guys!" yelled Lucas running towards them, armed with a clipboard and a whiteboard pen. "I am so late, sorry. I had a bit of a problem." explained an embarrassed Lucas.
"You mean a haircut?" joked Nathan. "Don't tell me you got drunk AGAIN and got ANOTHER tattoo,... you did?" laughed Nathan bursting into fits of laughter, whilst Skills tried to picture of it in his head, 2 seconds later he was joining Nate on the floor.
"Funny guys. That happened once! And I got hell for that now get up, and lets go prep the team!" he growled, storming to the board, whilst yelling the team to the board.
"It's now 37 points to the Tree Hill Ravens, trailing 9 points behind West Country Killer Bees, with 5 minutes left on the clock. Quinton makes the shot from centre court, and its in! That's 43 to the ravens, they need at least 6 to get..." trailed off Joseph Hunter, the geek of tree Hill High.
Lucas nudged Nathan after discovering the poor soul cursed with that role. "Hey, doesn't he remind you of Mouth?"
"Yeah a bit, but he's geekier than mouth." He chuckled, turning back to the game. As Lucas scanned the crowd for a familiar face. But then he locked on Peyton Sawyer, one his many high school sweet-hearts, but she wasn't alone.
"Oh, my god..." gasped Lucas. Pointing to Peyton, having her face sucked off by some guy. "Who is that?" he asked, but as he said it, he wished he hadn't. The guy pulled away to reveal Pete Wentz. 'Not him' he thought.
"Dude, not being mean, but why do you care?" asked Nate. Then it hit Lucas. Why do I care? I don't love her, just last week I said I hated her. So why does this bother me??
"Another score for the ravens! They are now at a tie! Lets see who can score the point breaker!"
My problems need to be put on hold, the team comes first! "C'mon Q! I wanna see you try for once!" yelled Lucas. He thought he could put his feeling hold but, he was oblivious to the things he was saying.
"Nate!" hissed Skills in a whisper. "What is up with Luc, his mood changed in a heartbeat!" he noticed.
"I dunno," replied Nathan.
The buzzer sounded. The game was over. Another win for the ravens. But happiness wasn't in the air.
"Dude, what the fuck!?" yelled Q the star player. "I was playing fine, till yo' started shouting yo' mouth!" he exclaimed, intimidatingly, whilst getting up close and personal with Lucas' face.
"If you tried I wouldn't have to yell at you! Spend some more time off of your girlfriends ass and a bit more time on the court!" replied Lucas.
"What is happening in here?" yelled Nate. "Luc, is this about Peyton? Cos if it is, you shouldn't yell at Q!"
There was an awkward silence till Lucas burst out of the locker room. He ran all the way outside, dived in his car and rode out into the night. 'why does Peyton always ruin my life? I was fine until she got back with 'Pete' he's not right for her... I am' he realised.
"Hey P. Sawyer!" yelled Skills running after her. "Holy crap, you're Pete Wentz!" Pete nodded at him and laughed a little. "well anyway, Peyton, can I talk to you?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure. One sec babe!" she said flirtatiously to Pete winking as she turned around to walk away. "So... what do you need Skills?"
"It Luc. He's having trouble, your name was mentioned. This could be just a coincidence but I think you should go talk to him. He was yelling at Q and then he just ran out, I think he was crying..." but as soon as the words 'Lucas' and 'trouble' were mentioned Peyton had apologised to Pete for running out on him and was on her way to Lucas' house.
"Luc!" she said, tapping on his window. She used her key she forgot she had and went inside. She looked in his bathroom, his room, his living room, his kitchen, even his pantry but he wasn't there.
"Peyton!" yelled Lucas, knocking on her door. "Peyton! I need to talk to you!" he yelled. Banging on her door. He put his head in his hands and sat on her step. But just as he did that, he saw her car pull up. He stood up, looking happy, but when the door opened he saw his newly discovered arch nemesis.
"Who are you?" he asked, walking up to Lucas. "Have you been drinking!? Oh my god, I'm calling the police!" he warned. Lucas stood up, towering Pete.
"I'm Lucas! And you are dead MEAT!" he yelled diving on Pete, punching him violently. The role of who was winning was constantly changing.
"Why are attacking me!?" demanded Pete. "All I did was..." he started but was punched by Lucas, cutting his sentence short.
"All you did was steal Peyton from me!" he exclaimed. But as he finished his sentence Peyton pulled up in his BMW. "I love her more than anything, it took her dating you that brought these feeling back to life!" he cried, welling up with tears.
"Luc..." said Peyton. Looking at him with tears in her eyes. Lucas' eye's diverted from Pete's bloody face to Peyton's shocked, wet face. "What did you just say?" she gasped walking towards him.
"I said I love you. The only reason I said I hated you was because of the pain you caused me. Saying no to my proposal, that hurt!" he said, looking right into Peyton's eyes. Those deep-blue eyes . "Coming back and ruining my relationship with Lindsay, that hurt too but because of that I saw who Lindsay was."
Peyton's tears broke into a happy smile as she wrapped her arms around Lucas. "I love you too!" she said smiling broadly. She released her arms from Lucas' neck and knelt beside Pete. "What about him?" she asked.
"I dunno, I would drive him but I'm pissed!" he laughed. Peyton laughed and got up. She walked over to Lucas and kissed him. But as she did that, Pete got up too.
"What the hell is this?" he yelled storming over to the 2. "You choosing him over me? I can give you a life he never will!"
"I don't care! I love Lucas! And he loves me, why do you think he attacked you?" she yelled in return. "you didn't love me! So just go home Pete!"
"But, I do love you! I always have!" he yelled storming into the house, "you can have this back then!" he said throwing his key into the key bowl, but just as he did, he checked his messages.
"you have 1 new message- message 1: "Hey Pete, its Ashley, are coming over tonight, I feel naughty ha-ha well call me back... I'll be waiting!" you have no new messages."
Pete's face went pasty white. Peyton stormed up to him and slapped him right across the face. "and I'm the wrong one? Get out... NOW!" she ordered as he ran out out. She shut the door and began to cry.
Lucas hugged her and comforted her all night. "Luc...?" asked Peyton, as they sat on the couch watching Friday night TV. "I don't deserve you, you are so good to me and all I do is trouble you!" she said looking at him intently.
"Hey! You are getting your just desserts!" he laughed, pecking her forehead.
"Well, when my dad's boat crashed, you were there. When I got shot, you were there to help. When psycho Derek came you were there. Face it, I trouble you constantly!" she exclaimed, working herself up.
"I wanted to help you, I could have ignored you, and walked away!" he protested. "so let this go and be the Peyton and know I and love," ordered Lucas, grabbing the blanket and pulled it over the two.
"Please Luc! you couldn't walk away from a kitten in a tree!" she giggled making Lucas jokily punching her on the arm.
'C'mon Brooke! Pull it together. She wasn't even your kid, you were just taking care of her so she could get better.' Brooke told herself, crying herself to sleep. All of a sudden she heard a knock at the door.
She crawled down the stairs and saw Chase, her ex from high school. "Chase? What are you doing here, at... 3 am?" she asked, looking shocked.
"I heard crying, and I needed to see you!" he blurted, he was so drunk it was like he a mini bar in his mouth.
"a) I wasn't crying, I was... sweating through my eyes and what do you mean, 'you needed to see me'?" she asked, hands on hips, looking like she was ready to beat up someone.
"'sweating through your eyes'? What are you 8?" he said, as he stumbled onto Brooke. The two tumbled to the floor. Their noses were mere inches away from each others. They stared at each other for a moment.
"You're drunk!" exclaimed a crushed Brooke. "This can't happen!" she exclaimed standing up, or at least trying to. She was slammed down to floor by Chase, with a cheeky grin on his face. "Well I cant say no to that!" she smiled kissing him passionately.
They pulled themselves up onto the couch and flopped onto the satin cushions. Brooke slipped off her strappy top and kissed Chase again who's shirt practically flew off of his back.
The next morning was... weird. Peyton woke up next to Lucas. Brooke woke up alone with a sticky note on her forehead and Haley woke up alone.
"Nathan?" she called, wandering into the kitchen. "Where are you?" she asked, to no-one there. Then she spotted a note on the fridge.
'Gone to the river court, back by lunch, love you. Signed Nate' Haley sighed. Sat down to her omelet and dashed to the bathroom.
'Ugh! I caught that bug everyone's been talking about!' she thought as she washed out her mouth. She managed to hold down her meal and took Jamie to the river court.
"Mommy?" he asked looking up at Haley. "Are you okay? You don't look to good."
"I'm fine, I just caught a bug, that's all. Now lets chop chop or we are gonna miss your dad playing basketball!" she smiled picking up Jamie and running down the street with him. They approached the court just in time to see Nate score the winning basket.
"Daddy!" he yelled running at Nathan, diving at him. "Next time you come here, take me! Its would be so much more fun than sleeping!" protested Jamie.
"Okay, okay! Next time I will bring you along!" Nathan said, defending himself. "Hey Hales." he smiled kissing her for a moment.
"Daddy, I wouldn't do that, mommy caught a bug!" Jamie warned, running up to his parents. "She was sick all the time this week. Every morning!" he added. Nathans' face went pasty white, he looked at Haley, she had the same look.
"Will you excuse us?" asked Nathan whisking her away to the other side of the court.
"Are you...?" he asked pointing to her stomach. She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. "Have you bought a test?" she shook her head."Wait here!" he ordered as he ran over to the guys. He ran back and dragged Haley to the local pharmacy.
Lucas woke up to see Peyton lying beside him. He smiled as he held her tight, she always looked adorable when she slept. And he could still see her green eyes gleaming at him.
"Stop staring at me while I sleep." she murmured opening her eyes and staring intently at Lucas. "Or I wont kiss you ever... again." she teased getting closer to then get up and walk away. "I'm gonna call Brooke, she been having a tough time since Angie left"
"H-hello?" asked Brooke, as she answered the phone tired as hell.
"Brooke its Peyton, are you okay, you Don't sound like you got much sleep," Peyton asked and she sat back on the couch.
"Yeah, actually, I need to go right now, I am kinda busy."
"Doing what? the presentation was done when Angie left, so..." she paused and smirked "do you have a guy over?" there was silence on the phone "You do!?" I am so coming over!" she said excitedly closing her flip phone and dashing for her coat.
"Mom, I Don't think I should do this. Its not my place to do this. They don't even know me!" she protested to her mother.
"I don't care, they are your family and they deserve the right to know that they have a little sister!" demanded her mother. "Now the decision is final and I will not talk about this any longer."
Thank you for reading this. I thought for a first chapter a cliff hanger would be appropriate so ta-da!
Chapter 2 coming soon!