Mine.

By LostInWriting

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill as it belongs to Mark Schwahn and the CW. The title of this story & the lyrics within it are from the song 'Mine' by Taylor Swift. I do not own this either. This song and its lyrics belong to Taylor Swift.

Summary: She was a waitress. He was a basketball player. Brought together in a little cafe on a day that changed their lives forever.

Authors Note: Hey everyone! So this is a short Naley FF, as described in the summary and its dedicated to one of my best friends, Kir. This is a Christmas present for her based on her favorite Naley moment, song that she associates with Naley and a scene that she would like Mark to give to Naley. So basically, its tailored especially for her. Although I'm hoping that you fellow Naley fans will love it too. Merry Christmas xox

The story is split into 6 chapters, and each chapter will relate to the lyrics from the song although not necessarily in the same order of which they appear in the song. Hope you all enjoy!


You were in college working part time waitin' tables.
Left a small town, never looked back.
I was a flight risk with a fear of fallin',
Wondering why we bother with love if it never lasts.

She was a coffee shop waitress from the city of Durham; who dreamt of one day escaping it all to follow her undisclosed dream of becoming a musician. He was a college basketball player from the little town of Tree Hill; who had moved to Durham to follow his dream of playing College basketball. She was known to many as tutor-girl, him as 23. But to each other, they were strangers; barely knew anything about each other. Yet despite this, there was just something about his smirk that appealed to her, and he was forever getting lost in her deep brown eyes. Barely a word spoken between them though the lust was clearly evident; even if they themselves were unsure of the feelings that they were harbouring. All it took was one day; one day and Haley James and Nathan Scott had embarked on a whirlwind love affair which changed their lives forever.

It was the fifth time that week that he had been in the cafe, where Haley worked. Sometimes it was for breakfast, other times for lunch or dinner, even if it was just to get a glass of water. She had tried to avoid serving any of the jocks and cheerleaders from Duke but today the cafe was busy. Every table was taken and Haley was finding it hard to not fall into people. It didn't help that clumsiness was imprinted into her DNA. There was no way to avoid him today; she would have to serve Nathan Scott, who had taken a seat on one of the stools next to her till.

"Hi, what can I get you?" She asked putting on the peppiest voice that she had.

"It depends on what you're offering," he smirked, sending a shiver down Haley's spine.

"Eugh, are all of you jock's chauvinistic pigs?"

"Only the handsome ones."

"Look, we do home delivery if you'd prefer to eat at home?" she suggested, begging for him to take his cockiness elsewhere.

"No, I'm fine here thanks. I come for the amazing service. I'll have a burger with fries, thanks," he said smugly whilst placing the menu back on the counter. He watched Haley as she walked into the kitchen. She was gorgeous from the front, but he could sure get used to seeing her walk away because she had a fine ass, if he said so himself.

Haley came back out of the kitchen and began to tidy up the counter that surrounded her so that more people could sit down. As she collected the glasses and plates, she noticed Nathan staring at her from out of the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry have I got something in my hair?"

"No," he replied, caught a little of guard.

"Then why are you staring?" she questioned boldly.

"I wasn't..." he stammered. "I was just admiring the view," he replied coolly.

Haley rolled her eyes at him but he could tell by the crimson colour of her cheeks that he had embarrassed her.

"I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Nathan Scott," he held out his hand for her to shake.

But instead she just looked at it and turned her back whilst calling out to him, "I know who you are, unfortunately. But you know what hotshot," she said turning round to glare at him. "I'm not like all of the other girls that you like to try and impress; in case you haven't noticed. So you can work your whole, 'I'm Nathan Scott, Mr Big shot, scoring touchdowns on somebody else."

"I don't even play football," he pointed out.

"Whatever; the point is, at the end of the day, all of your bluster and BS doesn't mean anything to me."

She was right. She was like no other girl Nathan had ever met before. Physically, she was beautiful, although not like Nathan's blonde, skinny and dumb ex-girlfriends. Instead she had chocolate brown hair that seemed to have a natural wave, even when she had it tied up in a ponytail. Her deep brown eyes enchanted him, almost to the point where he could look at them all day. He just wanted to hold onto her womanly curves and kiss her perfect lips. Her whole presence screamed out to him.

But it was her mind that attracted Nathan the most. She was clever, Nathan could tell already. Nobody ever stood up to him the way she did and she was not afraid to put him in his place. She was everything that Nathan wasn't, which to him, made them a perfect match.

"I'm sorry; you're right," he confessed honestly, which surprised Haley.

"What?"

"You're right; you are not like any other girl. You're different."

"Thanks," she said sarcastically as she walked away from him.

"No, I didn't mean bad different. It's definitely good. No one had ever stood up to me before."

"Well aren't you special?"

"I'm trying to compliment you," he said getting annoyed.

"I don't take compliments all that well."

"And I don't know how to treat girls. We all have our flaws, right?"

"I guess you're right," she said softly, lowering her guard.

"Of course I am," he grinned.

"Do you have to be so egotistical all the time?"

"When you have to be confident on the court, you kind of get used to being confident all the time," he confessed.

Haley appreciated his honesty and it felt like she was talking to a different person. There was so much charm to his presence when he let himself be vulnerable. Was she falling for him?

"Haley," she said. "My name is Haley. Haley James."

"Haley," he repeated. "I like it. Well Haley, I actually came in here to ask you if you'd like to go out sometime?"

"Like on a date?"

"Yeah on a date."

"But you don't even know me."

"That's kind of the whole point of a date," he chuckled.

"But I don't do dates," Haley admitted.

"You don't go on them or you've never been asked?"

"I've been asked; I just don't go on them."

"Why not? Is Haley James too cool for dates?"

"I just don't see the point. Teenage relationships hardly ever last. Why risk falling for someone and then get your heart broken?" Haley seemed to have forgotten about the many other people in the cafe, without even knowing it. She was completely focused on Nathan and their conversation. This question was one that she had thought about many times and could never come to a conclusion so genuinely wanted to know what Nathan's answer was.

"Because the person you love might decide to love you back."

"And if they don't?"

"Well I'm kinda hoping that that won't happen. So are you going to leave me hanging any longer?"

"I don't know Nathan."

"Come on Haley. One date, that's all I'm asking for," he urged.

"One date? And I'm free to bail whenever?" she considered the date that he was proposing. She had just spent the past ten minutes talking to him and she didn't hate it that much.

"Absolutely. Trust me."

"Huh," she scoffed but there was a part of her that was crying out to her to just trust him and go on the date. But could she actually trust him. This was Nathan Scott; Most Valuable Player, both on and off the court. Haley had seen him with 7 different girls already this week. But every time he smiled, she felt safe and her fear of falling was no longer an issue. "Okay, fine. What the hell," she finally agreed.

"Great," he grinned happily. "I'll drop by at 1 tomorrow to pick you up." He stood up from the stool and headed towards the door.

"Nathan wait, what about your lunch?" She asked, referring to the burger that he ordered.

"I didn't come in here for food. I was never really hungry." He smiled at Haley one last time before jogging cheerfully away from the café to prepare for their date.