A/n: This is my first One tree Hill fanfic, but I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the One Tree Hill Characters, I just merely let my mind wonder.
Summary: For the first chapter, I'm just writing about what I'd like to see happen in OTH then I'll Build on that. Pairing are HL, BL, P/and her lonesome.
*Story*
She closed the door behind her and turned to find a struggling Nathan, trying to undress himself. Her immediate response was,
"What are you doing?!"
"Trying to get my clothes off, but as you can see I having difficulty doing so."
"Oh here, let me help you." She walked over to help him. "I just thought-"
"I know what you thought." He got one arm out of his raven warm-up jersey. "You thought I'd you my condition to get laid, right?"
"No," she said hitting her self in the head, realizing her stupidity. "It's just after the last time-"
"I know."
She sat on the bed next to him, and helped him take him jersey off. She pulled the silk material over his head, and gazed into his eyes when he came free. Then she looked at his chest. It was muscular, but had the appeal of a baby's button. She ran her hands up and down his bare chest, confirming her theory. It was soft, and gentle. He looked down at her. When she stopped they looked up at each other. Their eyes meet as one, and so did their lips. Their kiss was soft and passionate and lasted all of two seconds.
"Why, don't I go find one of my brothers pajama's."
He nodded.
*Back at Lucas's house*
He continuos triangle glares came to a halt when Peyton turned and ran out the door, Lucas went after her, leaving Brooke alone.
"Peyton wait!"
"Why?"
"Can I just explain?"
"Explain what?"
He grabbed her hand.
"Listen, Brooke and I were just chilling, nothing was going to happen."
"Maybe you should have told Brooke that, cause I don't think she got the memo."
"Look Peyton, me and Brooke are friends, just like you and I."
"But I thought you wanted to me more than friends."
"I did, but you said you didn't want that." He let go of her hands. "Peyton I don't want this anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"This, this constant loves hate relationship."
"Well, we can change this to a REAL relationship."
He turned to walk away. "I'm sorry Peyton."
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the One Tree Hill Characters, I just merely let my mind wonder.
Summary: For the first chapter, I'm just writing about what I'd like to see happen in OTH then I'll Build on that. Pairing are HL, BL, P/and her lonesome.
*Story*
She closed the door behind her and turned to find a struggling Nathan, trying to undress himself. Her immediate response was,
"What are you doing?!"
"Trying to get my clothes off, but as you can see I having difficulty doing so."
"Oh here, let me help you." She walked over to help him. "I just thought-"
"I know what you thought." He got one arm out of his raven warm-up jersey. "You thought I'd you my condition to get laid, right?"
"No," she said hitting her self in the head, realizing her stupidity. "It's just after the last time-"
"I know."
She sat on the bed next to him, and helped him take him jersey off. She pulled the silk material over his head, and gazed into his eyes when he came free. Then she looked at his chest. It was muscular, but had the appeal of a baby's button. She ran her hands up and down his bare chest, confirming her theory. It was soft, and gentle. He looked down at her. When she stopped they looked up at each other. Their eyes meet as one, and so did their lips. Their kiss was soft and passionate and lasted all of two seconds.
"Why, don't I go find one of my brothers pajama's."
He nodded.
*Back at Lucas's house*
He continuos triangle glares came to a halt when Peyton turned and ran out the door, Lucas went after her, leaving Brooke alone.
"Peyton wait!"
"Why?"
"Can I just explain?"
"Explain what?"
He grabbed her hand.
"Listen, Brooke and I were just chilling, nothing was going to happen."
"Maybe you should have told Brooke that, cause I don't think she got the memo."
"Look Peyton, me and Brooke are friends, just like you and I."
"But I thought you wanted to me more than friends."
"I did, but you said you didn't want that." He let go of her hands. "Peyton I don't want this anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"This, this constant loves hate relationship."
"Well, we can change this to a REAL relationship."
He turned to walk away. "I'm sorry Peyton."