It is a bunch of one-shots from every One Tree Hill episode, that somehow includes Naley. Since you know, they are the best couple ever! Enjoy! Reviews are love!
Disclaimer: I own none of this. One Tree Hill and the characters belong to the CW, the WB and themselves. It's all in good fun.
Ch 1: Pilot.
"So I still don't get this whole play against Nathan thing" Haley said, pushing her shoulder into Lucas' side when he sighed.
"Neither do I" Lucas chuckled, slinging his arm over Haley's shoulder. Haley rolled her eyes at him.
"Then why do it? I mean, it's not like he can stop you from joining the team. Whitey wants you on it. He's the coach" Haley pushed. Lucas looked at her and laughed.
"Hales, I know you don't want me to do this, but I have to. I need to know if I'm better than him."
"You are," Haley assured him, "For example, you're not failing English" Lucas narrowed his eyes at her.
"Haley, first of all I don't mean better in school. Secondly, how do you know what he is getting in English?" Lucas asked suspiciously.
"Well I'm a tutor. I know things" Haley laughed and Lucas rolled his eyes but squeezed his arm tighter around her shoulders. Suddenly, Lucas went flying against Haley, her books spewing across the floor and leaving Haley on her butt in the middle of the hallway.
"Haley, I'm so sorry!" Lucas cried, running to pick up her books as she brushed herself off, "I don't know what happened!"
"I think I do," Haley said warily, pointing ahead of Lucas. There Nathan stood chuckling, his arm slung across Peyton's shoulders. Lucas glared, then went to help Haley up. Up ahead Peyton rolled her eyes at her boyfriend.
"You're a jackass, you know that?" Peyton spat, pushing Nathan's arm off her shoulder.
"What the hell?" Nathan exclaimed spinning around to face Peyton, "Are you on his side or something?"
"Dammit Nathan I'm not, but I don't think you need to be such a jerk. I mean you knocked that poor girl over." Peyton growled, gesturing to Haley who was picking up the rest of her scattered papers. Nathan rolled his eyes.
"I don't even know who she is. What is she like his girlfriend or something? Why would I care?" Nathan shrugged, glancing at Haley.
"How the hell would I know?" Peyton muttered, walking over to her locker, "I just know she didn't do anything to you. Just leave them alone" Nathan angrily slammed Peyton's locker shut and before she could let out an angry yell he hissed,
"You're my girlfriend Peyton. You're supposed to be supporting me, not defending some random chick wearing an ugly-ass poncho. Look, I'm sorry I yelled but can we just agree that I'm better than that punk?" Peyton rolled her eyes.
"Fine." She muttered, staring at the ground.
"Okay," Nathan sighed, picking her chin up to kiss her quickly, "Well I'm going to the gym. Pick me up at 4" Nathan jogged off, meeting up with Tim. Peyton glared after him and started walking to the locker room. She was about to enter the room when she saw Haley sitting in the tutor center. Peyton glanced around and knocked on the door. Haley looked up and confusion swept across her face. She motioned for Peyton to come in.
"Hi," Peyton said, leaning against the doorframe.
"Hi?" Haley responded, putting her pen down.
"So, I just wanted to say sorry. For Nathan. You know, pushing you down and stuff. He is just worried about the match."
"Okay," Haley said slowly, still looking confused, "It doesn't mean he needed to knock Lucas down, or me"
"I know," Peyton muttered, "he just doesn't know how to act. Anyone I'll tell him to leave your boyfriend alone," Peyton turned to leave.
"Hey," Haley called, "He's not my boyfriend."
"Okay," Peyton said, "Let me know how long that lasts" And she left.