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A/N: No, I won't be making her pregnant.

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Nathan sat in his class, he was there physically, but mentally a million miles away. His mind kept going over what had happened in the bathroom.

"Nathan Scott?" the teacher called out.

"Here," Nathan said absentmindedly.

"Yes, we cleared that up at attendance, it's time for your oral presentation on the effects of tv violence on teens," the teacher said.

"Ok," Nathan walked up to the front of the room, mumbling his way through his cue cards, he stared blankly at the back of the room. When he was done, he stood there, waiting for questions so he could sit down.

Looking up at the teacher, he was surprised to see everyone just staring at him.

"I'm done," he swallowed nervously, shifting from foot to foot.

"Ok, sit down."

Nathan walked back to his seat, mindlessly unaware of the whispers and people looking at him. When the bell rang, the teacher called his name to stay behind.

When the door had closed, the teacher sat on his desk and looked up at Nathan. "Is something bothering you? You need to talk to someone about something bothering you?"

Nathan came out of his dazed state momentarily, "I'm fine, my parents are getting a divorce, so it's been a bit rough at home," he said truthfully.

"Well if you need to talk to someone, the school counselor is here," the teacher smiled at him and gestured for him to leave.

Nathan walked into the cafeteria and saw his usual table of basketball guys, Tim was playing the role of the clown, keep everyone laughing, get the attention, so you're not forgotten.

He glanced over at the table of cheerleaders, Peyton was there, a scowl on her face as she watched Theresa and the other girls gossiping. Brooke was absent.

Turning away, he swung his backpack over his shoulder and turned to go to his locker, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brooke duck into an empty classroom.

Following her, he opened the door and closed it behind him.

Brooke sat a desk by the window watching a class practice on the field.

"Brooke?" Nathan said quietly, walking up beside her. Dropping his bag on the floor, he looked down at her.

When she turned around, he was shocked to see tears in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" he knelt down beside her.

"I don't want to talk about it, can you just hold me," she held out her arms.

Nathan sat on the countertop next to her back, his back to the window and pulled her into his arms. She sat on his lap like kids on Santa's lap, but there was nothing innocent about the feelings that she aroused in him.

Sniffling lightly, she leaned against him and absorbed his strength. Tendrils of light brown silky hair tickled his cheek, he closed his eyes and felt her.

His arms embraced her, settling at her waist, "What's wrong? Do you want to talk about it?" he asked her softly.

Shaking her head, she nestled against his chest, her hand idly playing with his linked fingers.

Leaning back, she looked up at him. A slender hand lifted, running through his hair, she closed her eyes and felt him. Soft spiky hair that had grazed her breasts when they'd had sex.

Opening her eyes, she leaned up and kissed him lightly on the corner of his mouth, butterfly kissing over to his earlobe, he shivered when she hit an erogenous zone.

Her other arm started fiddling with his belt, her intentions obvious.

Pushing her hand away, "not again?"

"You're refusing me?" her tone laced with surprise and anger, eyes flashed hurt and disappointment up at him.

"No, I want to know why you're acting like this?" Nathan held her hands in his.

"Because I'm the slut of Tree Hill High," her mocking tones grated on his nerves.

"No you're not, you gave your virginity to me, I care for you Brooke, I want to know what's hurting you, why you're acting like this," sincerity flared in his gaze as he looked down at her.

Her heart pounded, hope budded, brutally she crushed it down. "I can't, I'm sorry, if you don't want me, I'll find someone else."

Jumping off his lap, she grabbed her bag and started towards the door.

Nathan ran after her and pulled her towards him before she could open the door, angrily he kissed her with all he felt and all that he didn't how to decipher what he felt. "No one will care for you like I do."

Fear entered her eyes briefly then she masked it, pushing past him she ran out the door.

Nathan stared after her, his heart hurting for her and himself as well. I have to find out why she's hurting this way……..

More soon.