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2.

Teaching you a thing or two

I never would have thought that I of all people would need help in anything, okay so I have thought that…I just don't like to admit it. And right now that was where I was heading – in the direction of the place known as 'help' Hmm…that sounds a little strange, oh well.

For the whole of last term, I've been failing P.E, seriously failing. I can't even run for five minutes without panting like a dog and I am so not familiar with those balls. Ha-ha, okay that came out very wrong. Basically, I Haley James am a very un-healthy person, I think I'm going to go running from now on. Maybe it'll help, but I won't go in the morning, 'cause I am a total grouch then. Hey, a girl needs her sleep…a girl needs her um thirteen hours of sleep! Well, since I am a retard in P.E, who better to ask than my one true love also known as Nathan Scott the most athletic boy known to me. Yeah, that same one true love who is content and happy with his life…absolutely clueless to what I'm feeling. Eh it's my own fault, really.

Nathan Scott. What can I say about him apart from the obvious of course – that he is the sweetest guy to ever walk the planet well, to me at least, that he is absolutely gorgeous…that he sees me as nothing more, nothing less than a friend. He is just so amazing and considerate. He's the type of guy that will open doors for you, he never takes his anger out on me, he's always there for me when ever I need him, including when I'm PMS-ing and throwing uh heavy objects around, he's the one who always asks what's on my mind…I'm never the one that starts that off. Not to mention when he smiles at me, ahhh…it just makes me melt. And when he touches me, and of course they're the most innocent of touches, just a simple graze can make me feel all woozy and like I'm about to fall down. I am cheesy, I know. Then there are his eyes, almost ocean-coloured, ones that I could stare into for days…obviously he'd be freaked out then, so y'know haven't tried that yet.

I quickly skip up to Nathan's door step and than wait…and wait…wait…until the door opens a little.

Being my nosy self, I look into the house, "Hi." I venture.

"Hales." Nathan's voice sounds from somewhere in the house.

The door opens wider and I step in. "Hey." I smile at him.

"Did you come walking?" He asks, sternly. Both hands on his hips.

I roll my eyes, "I'm sorry mom, but yes I did. But I won't get a cold because look!..." I point to myself. "I wore a coat, and a scarf, and gloves and a cute little beanie." I whisper, nodding as though I'm being completely serious.

Nathan laughs and shakes his head. "That's my girl." He winks at me and I feel myself blush profusely. Oh god, please. Please don't be red, please don't be red…please don't let me look red! "Haley, are you okay?" Dammit!

"What? Yeah, I'm fine." I respond as fast as I can, hoping he won't question me. But then he is Nathan Scott. And he just called me 'his girl'. Awwww, he is incredible.

"You just look a little flushed." He states, looking at me strangely.

"Oh, I do? Hmm well it is really cold out, must be the cold." I laugh, very awkwardly and weirdly. What is with my awkward laugh? It sounds ridiculous, I mean shouldn't people be able to laugh awkwardly without sounding stupid? Seriously, dude.

He just nods at me. "Well, that brings me to question number two; what are you doing here, at uh…" He pauses and glances at his watch. "One-thirty on a Sunday? Must be a miracle, because the Haley James I know is way lazier than that." He remarks with a grin.

I glare at him but can't help but laugh. "You're hilarious Scott."

"I know." He quips. "…But seriously, what's up?"

I look at him closely. God, he is so cute. And…uhm anyway… "Well, I kind of need to borrow you and your basketball."

He gazes at me questioningly. Oh my God! Even his 'questioning' look is adorably sexy!

I shuffle my feet and start to play with my fingers. Until I hear him cough. "Okay, fine." I lift my hands in defeat and he smirks. "I'm failing P.E." I mumble to myself.

Oh, I know he wants to laugh right now. I can just hear it in the tone of his voice. "What?" He asks, sounding too amused for Haley James liking.

I look up and narrow my eyes at him, not playfully this time, let me tell you. Ooh he is so smug! But still freakin' hot, even as smug-boy. "I am failing P.E, okay. Happy?" I ask. "I'm failing! I, Haley Elizabeth Tutor Girl Lovejoy-James am failing!" I whine, loudly. Oh God, I think I'm going to cry.

Nathan studies my face closely and raises an eyebrow at the same time. "I never knew your name was that long. Why didn't I know?" He remarks, sounds more like a rhetorical question.

I sniff, "I'm failing!" I wail and hang my head as though I'm sooo ashamed.

I know what he's thinking; he's probably thinking 'crazy girl, it's only P.E'. "Come ere'." He says to me, as he brings both his hands out and pulls me into his chest. Seriously, does he not know the affect he's having on me? Does he not know that I just want to kiss him right now? Because man, do I want to. "Hales, I can help you but c'mon, it's not that crucial." He says with a chuckle.

I just nod at his words. Hmm…I wonder what he's saying. He just smells so good; I'm too busy smelling him.

"…And, I mean you are a really fast learner. You're the smartest person I know…You can do anything…" He continues while I continue to ignore him.

"Mmm-Hmm." I mumble into his chest. He smells better than ice-cream and trust me, ice-cream is my favourite smell ever. He smells like Hmm…what is that smell? Strawberry? Nope. Cookie dough? Nope. Lemon? Nope. Oh my god, it's that simple but gorgeous vanilla. He smells like vanilla, I sigh. "You smell like vanilla." I talk into his chest.

"What?" He asks, bringing my head up to face him.

Oh crap. "What?" I repeat.

"Did you just say something about me smelling like…vanilla?" He asks, as he strokes the top of my head.

"What!?" I howl with laughter. Let's just hope it doesn't sound too fake. "I move my face away from his torso. "I didn't say that." I shake my head as if to say 'silly boy' and I hit him across the arm playfully.

He glances at me, expectantly. Well I guess, he is expecting an answer.

"I said…" Hmm what could I have said? Damn it. Me and my big fat mouth. "I said…"

"You said?"

"…I uh, I want ice-cream. Yep that's what I said!" I nod, sounding a bit excited. Wow, I am obvious. "Vanilla." I nod again. "Do you have any vanilla ice-cream, 'cause I'm totally up for some." I tell him. Woohoo, way to go me. That was quite smooth, wasn't it?

He stares at me for like half a minute. Okay, come on…not that I don't love him looking at me, it's just kind of making me all antsy. Wow, I never noticed what a weird word that is.

"Uh, yeah. We've got some. Now that you mentioned it, I feel like having some too, even though its way too cold for it, crazy girl." He responds with a laugh.

"But your crazy girl, right?" I smirk at him, flirtatiously. I did not just say that, did I? God, kill me now. I truly am crazy. I mean what's with the sudden flirting??? Terrible flirting at that.

He laughs again and than winks at me. Whoosh…somebody save me! I think I just died a little and was flown to the hottie-filled heaven, baby! Actually on second though, I so don't want to be saved. "Only mine." Whoa, dude. He sounds kind of flirty too, but than I am a very delusional person.

"Ha-ha!" I laugh loudly and fake-ly, now that we're on that topic. My laughter dies down soon enough. "Uhm, yeah." I cough and smack myself. Mentally of course, I mean come on…if he thinks I'm acting crazy now, imagine what he'd think if I actually started to hit myself in front of him? Yeah, I'm so not going there.

He grins at me slightly. I have absolutely no idea why. "Well, lets have some ice-cream than." He says as he leads me to the kitchen. "…And after that, I can school you." He smirks at me.

I simply smile and follow him into the kitchen. Dang. Am I an idiot, or what? Okay, on second though, there's absolutely no need to answer that.

"So…" Nathan starts as he passes me the ugly, orange ball in his hands. Of course I don't catch it, though. Nathan chuckles throatily as he leans down and retrieves it. Hubba, hubba! You should see the buns on this boy. "Okay." He points a finger at me. "We're going to need to work on the basics, too, I guess." He says, a slow and easy grin forming on his face.

"Ha-ha." I stick my tongue out at him.

Nathan comes closer towards me. "Haley James." He shakes his head at me playfully, with that makes-you-go-weak-at-the-knees grin still on his face. Have I mentioned that I love him? Because I do. "Okay, come here." He instructs and I start to walk towards him. "Before we do anything else…I just want you to try and get this ball through that hoop." He points towards the basketball hoop.

Noooo, I hate sports. Seriously, why the heck did they even invent P.E??? It's absolutely ridiculous; it definitely does not help anyone in the future. I mean, if they're supposedly sooo concerned about health, why don't they do freaking P.E? I swear, I hate my gym teacher. She has something against me, the evil cow. Grrr, I'm gonna have to learn voodoo and than it'll be easy. I can just go poof! Ha! You're voodoo, baby! Oooh, that's a good idea, I knew I was genius.

"Ready?" His voice interrupts my thoughts.

"Uh, yes. Give me the ball!" I shout, enthusiastically. Hmm…if only I was really this enthusiastic about P.E.

Nathan laughs again. Ahhh, how good it feels to know I'm making him laugh. "O-kay." He hands me the ball and I snatch it out of his hands, trying to seem as eager as possible.

I step forward and suddenly from nowhere, Nathan grabs hold of my waist and spins me around. Oh my God, oh my God. I think I'm hyperventilating. AGHHH! I can't breathe, I can't breathe!

"Wrong way." He breathes into my ear, turning me around to face the hoop.

"Oh, right." I smile sheepishly, trying to get over the affect he just laid upon me, he's breaking my fragile heart! Uhm, okay maybe not but well…he is kind of, I'm so sad. "Oops?" I offer, Nathan simply shakes his head and directs me to the hoop.

I twist my fingers around it, and grip onto it, as if holding on for dear life. Oh miraculous orange ball of wonder, let me make this shot. I am silly. I lift my arms and fling the ball forward.

Commentator please. '…And it's going…its going. Haley James, ladies and gentleman. The soon to be Haley Scott, well once she stops acting like some sissy boy…' Wait, wait, wait, hold it crazy man – I am a girl so technically I can't act like a sissy. Carry on. '…whoa…is it going to make it? Is it!? She shoots…' I bite my lip in anticipation. '…she scores! Oops wait, I mean she doesn't score because she's a failure, oh yeah, she's one hell of a failure.' "I'm a failure!" I scream, as I spin around and bury my face in my hands.

"Haley." Nathan scolds. Gee, mom.

I look up to the sky, "Why God, why!?" I shout again. Yeah uh get real James; someone's really going to answer you. I think I've just watched too many ridiculously corny movies, it's like I'll yell to the sky and suddenly it'll crack open and someone will appear with like a spear kinda thing – 'Hmm…you're terrible at sports Hales, old friend. There's nothing even I can do about that, Oh well'. See, even if there was a higher power, he'd say that. My bottom lip trembles and I feel a tear run down my cheek. Dude, am I having a melancholy day, or what?

"Hales." Nathan says again, as he steps towards me. "Here." He hands me a tissue. It's like it just appeared out of thin air, wow that is another reason I love him; he comes so prepared. I blow my nose into it, noisily. Eww, was that just snot, I saw? Bleargh, yuck. I hope he doesn't notice it. "You worry too much." He chuckles lightly, as he wipes away my tears with his thumb.

"Thank you." I mumble with a pout and Nathan smiles at me.

"Smile…" He says to me.

"Nathan, nooo." I whine.

"Haley no. I want to see a smile. Smile!" He practically orders. Cool it brother, if I don't want to smile, I won't smile. I'm stubborn like that. He places both of his hands on either of my cheeks and I so want to break into a goofy grin. But I refuse, until he starts to push my cheeks upwards.

I finally give in. "Okay, okay! I smile." I nod as a grin breaks through.

Nathan laughs as he pulls me in for a hug. He kisses the top of my head "I love you Hales." And my breath catches in my throat…

I stay quiet for a while, the butterflies filling my stomach but also a feeling of contentment fills me, as Nathan strokes my hair, just feeling at peace. "I love you too." I whisper after a while and I feel another salty tear run down my nose and drop into my mouth.

For your ordinary pair of best friends, this would be just a really sweet and nice moment. But for us…or should I say me…it's heart wrenching, and not in the sweet way, more like in the heart shattering way. Uh-huh, as a typical, simple-minded male would say; whipped. I, Haley James am truly whipped.