SUMMARY: Nathan Scott and Haley James lived distinctly different lives, he knew that. But when tragedy falls upon Tree Hill High, their lives collide and things start to change.
RATING: T but it might go up – not sure yet
DISCLAIMER: All characters belong to Mark Schwahn and the talented writers of OTH, unless the character is created by me – then I own them. :9 Title comes from Butch Walker and I do not own any songs that may be used in the story.
Hi! This is my first fanfic. The story has been brewing in my mind for a while but I couldn't be bothered typing. So here I am now!
Chapter 1: Invisible
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invisible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I could just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible...
Wait, I already am
- Blindside
He watched her from far away, knowing that their lives were so distinctly different. Yet this fact never stopped him from wanting her – even loving the idea of having her. True, he had never had a proper conversation with her but he was at least certain, she would know his name – being the 'basketball hero' in a basketball oriented town tends to place you above the rest.
His only obstacle, however, was she was with him.
Chris Keller, musical prodigy of Tree Hill High.
Now, he wasn't to say that Keller didn't deserve her. They were both musicians and were considered 'Tree Hill High's Golden Couple' since their sophomore year, when they had first started dating. They complimented each other, she was smart, sophisticated and beautiful, whilst he was goofy looking with a strange sense of humour. They were like yin and yang – balancing each other out and together created wonderful songs that would mesmerise any who listen.
He watched as she stood with her friend, Peyton Sawyer, laughing at the antics of Chase Adams. He was transfixed at how her honey blonde hair was straightened and pulled back into a pony tail, and at how her deep brown eyes lit up as she laughed.
He sighed as he watched Chris creep up from behind, to sweep her into a gigantic bear hug. He watched with a sense of jealousy as she shrieked and kissed Chris with passion, wishing he was at the receiving end of that kiss.
"Hey, man! You ready to go home?" Asked a voice he knew too well.
"Yeah, Luke, give me a second," he replied – slightly agitated that he could not stare at her for a while longer.
"You know… Your stalker-like tendencies can land you in jail," joked Lucas Scott, his twin brother and best friend.
"Shut up, man!" he retorted. "At least, I'm not the one staring at the computer hoping a certain someone would pop up in front of their webcam."
"Yeah, Broody!" piped Brooke Davis as she joined her two best friends. "I swear! That is one of the only things that lets people know you two dorks are twins!"
The two boys looked at the bouncing girl in a state of confusion. It's true that the Scott twins looked nothing alike. Lucas was older by 3 minutes, sporting blonde hair and a scrawny yet fit figure. He had raven hair and was more lean than his older brother. They both had the Scott blue eyes, however, Lucas' were a light blue and his were a piercing azure.
"Oh, my GOD! Why am I blessed with two slow best friends?!?!" she exclaimed exasperated. "You two are pining over girls you're too chicken to face! HELLO! It's like a commonality you two have!"
He stood there in awe.
"Hey, Brooke…" he asked slyly, a smirk slowly forming. "Since when have you used words like 'commonality'?"
After receiving a glare, he chuckled at his own anecdote as Lucas tried to piece together Brooke's musings.
"So, Cheery, your saying that that is one of the tale-tell signs that we're twins? Being completely ass faced in love with two girls that probably don't know we exist?"
"YES, Broody! I always knew you were the smart one! That and your insane obsession over basketball!" said Brooke, clapping her hands unenthusiastically, though giving him one of her famous dimpled smiles.
Nathan Scott watched in amusement at the antics of his two best friends, he then took one last glance at the girl of his affection and turned to walk towards Lucas' car – being followed by the 'Broody and Cheery' duo.
As he walked, he made a promise to the girl seemingly oblivious of his presence.
'One day, Haley James, you would know I exist and I can show you how much I you mean to me… Even if all you can give me is friendship, I'd take whatever you can give me.'
Little did he know, his 'one day' was a mere three days away.
How was that? Was it painful to read?
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Oh! And I need a beta! If anyone's interested, please PM me!
- Serena xoxoxo
