Disclaimer: I do not own OTH. I give full credit to the writers and producers any lines/characters/ideas etc., I have taken from the show and put into my story. If Santa asks, I have been a good girl lately (I'm asking for Chad Michael Murray for Christmas).

Background: Before I put up the first chapter I wanted to make some things clear, so you don't get confused. Peyton, Lucas, Haley and Nathan went to the same high school and Lucas and Nate are still half brothers. Peyton and Lucas never dated until they were in college. Lucas went to University of North Carolina, while Nathan and Peyton went to Duke, and Haley went to Stanford. After college Peyton went back to Tree Hill because of a job offer at THUD magazine, and Lucas followed to be with her. The Portland Trailblazers drafted Nathan and Haley moved from California to New York in hopes of furthering her music career. Hopefully, that's all that needs explaining.

Forewarning: While some of this fanfic is about Leyton, it will not be that way forever…Dun Dun Dun

Hello Everybody!! This is my second work in progress here at fan fiction and I hope you all will enjoy it. If you haven't had a chance yet check out my other story WHAT'S YOUR TAKE ON TATOO'S? Like always I love reviews and constructive criticism. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Ch. 1 Writers Block

Lucas turned over in the bed to find it, yet again, empty. He could hear shuffling in the hall closet and slowly got out of bed. He looked out into the hall and saw her on her hands and knees, furiously looking through the closet. Damn, she looks good Lucas thought. She was wearing a pair of his boxer shorts and one of her black spaghetti tops, and as always, looked beautiful. Suddenly she threw an empty box out of the closet and groaned.

"Peyt, what the hell are you looking for?" Lucas asked with a laugh.

"My black stiletto shoes. I know I brought them here a couple of nights ago, and I can't find them anywhere." She whined.

Lucas chuckled, "Well, I keep telling ya if you would just move all of your stuff here, we wouldn't have this problem."

For weeks now Lucas was pushing the idea of the two of them moving in together, and Peyton kept saying she wanted to wait. Wait for what? He always wondered. He figured she'd come around when she was ready, he just hoped that it would be soon. Peyton stood up, defeated.

"Well, I have to run home real quick and grab em. I have a meeting in a ½ hour, and I need those shoes they're my good luck charms." Peyton said slowly walking towards Lucas.

"Well, they certainly got you lucky last night." Lucas replied with a big grin covering his face.

Peyton laughed as she grabbed his hands and kissed his cheek. Not quite what he was expecting. She went into the bedroom and quickly got dressed.

"I'll call you later, k? Wish me luck!" She said as she hugged him and headed for the door.

"I love you Peyt." Lucas called out.

"You too." She yelled back as she headed out the door.

Lucas just stood there for a minute, thinking. Things were going great between them, but still he could feel distance growing. Maybe he was moving faster than Peyton wanted. They had only been back in Tree Hill for seven months and he had already pushed the idea of them moving in together on her. If she didn't want to that was fine, but they never really talked about it. He shook his head; he was doing it again, over analyzing. He walked into the bathroom and got ready to take a shower. Worrying always got the better of him and a hot shower was just the thing to knock that out of his system.
Once out of the shower Lucas got dressed and sat down at his desk. While he was at University of North Carolina, playing basketball, he had gotten a degree in Literature, which proved to be helpful. In his senior year he hurt his knee during a ski trip and hadn't played basketball since. He was now writing for the Tree Hill News, usually something on sports, and hunting for other opportunities. Unfortunately, he only wrote once a week for them and that didn't take up much of his time. He did however get to work from home, which definitely had its perks. Currently, he was writing a short story, hoping someone might want to publish it one day. Lucas stared at the computer screen for a few minutes. A few thoughts came to his head and he typed them down, and then continued to stare at the screen.

"Well, I'm ready for break." He said to himself as he got out of his chair and headed towards the kitchen.

Once there he realized he had absolutely nothing in the fridge. Well, that was typical. He stared around the kitchen for a second and decided he needed to go shopping. His writing could wait a few minutes, but if he didn't eat soon he wouldn't be able to think.

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milk

coke

beer

cheerios

steak

chips

mac & cheese

oranges

t.v dinners…

Lucas gazed over his list. It certainly wasn't full of nutritious items, but that didn't bother him. He was young and he was going to eat what he wanted. Once he grabbed the last items on his list he noticed how full the cart was. It was going to take a few trips to get all of that into his apartment.

Bzzzz Bzzzz His cell started to vibrate in his back pocket. Instantly a smile grew across his face as he saw who it was.

"Hales!" Lucas exclaimed. "How's it going superstar?"

"Well, I haven't quite earned that title yet, but it's going good. How're you buddy?"

"I'm doing just fine." Lucas answered.

"How's the writing coming? I didn't interrupt you did I?" Haley worriedly asked.

"No, no. It's going great…but I had to stop for a minute to get some food. I'm just grocery shopping right now."

"Awe, writers block, huh? Any excuse to get out of the house." Haley could be heard laughing loudly.

"No, I just needed a break." Lucas spoke defensively, although Haley hit it right on the nose. "So, to what do I owe this phone call Ms. James? Did your director give you permission to call us lowly people?" Lucas chuckled.

"Lucas, we talk all the time. But, don't tell my director that." Haley joked. "Seriously, I was just calling to make sure you got my invite for my New Years Eve party. And to make sure you're still coming."

"Yes, I got it and of course I'm coming. You've been planning this party for the past two months, how could I forget."

"Good, and Peyton got hers?" Haley asked.

"Yes, we will both be there. You are going to come down for Christmas and greet us with your presence, aren't you?"

"I am but I'm only staying a couple of days. My parents are taking a trip on the 28th and I need to be back here by then anyway."

Lucas was now standing in line paying for his food.

"Well, I guess I'm just gonna have to spend every minute with you to make up for our lost time. Just a sec Hales….'Yeah, that's fine. It's credit.'" Haley heard through the phone.

"What Luke?"

"Sorry, I'm just paying for the groceries." Lucas said.

"Oh, right. Anyway, don't worry we'll spend lots of time together, all of us." Haley emphasized the last words.

The bagger put the bags into the cart and Lucas mouthed Thank You and pushed the cart out to his car.

"I look forward to it. I'll call you in a couple of days. Let ya know how the writers block is going." Lucas told her.

"Sounds good. Love ya Luke."

"Love you too Hales. Bye."

Lucas ended the call and put his phone back into his pocket. He pushed the shopping cart over to his car, a black Toyota Tacoma. He loved that truck, it was his baby. Because it had been raining earlier, he opted to not put the groceries in the back but instead shuffed them all in the passengers seat. It was a tight fit, but he got em' all in there. Just as he was getting into the truck he saw Peyton across the street, walking with somebody. He assumed it was someone from THUD; they often went out for Lunch. He was going to say "Hi" but decided not to. He didn't want to bug her. So he got into the truck and drove back home.

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Oh, I hope you all liked the first chapter. There was a little drama in there but not much. Don't worry drama lovers; there is more to come. Please, Please leave a review. Anything will do. Just let me know you read it and if you liked it or not. Constructive criticism is def. welcome. Thanks.

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