A/N: Hi guys! So I don't actually have a lot to say because I'm only updating because I am going out of my head being bored! Half term is killing me! Plus I went dress shopping today, and while I usually love retail therapy, and trying on pretty dresses, it did not go well -_- I won't bore you with details but basically, me being a 15 year old girl, I like...well...let's say...different dress styles to my mum, and we just ended up not getting anything, ugh. Also, if anyone watches Gossip Girl, you need to like, pm me or something or tweet me or message me on tumblr (links on my profile) because I'm hooked and I just..ahfbfbuwbfw.

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Chapter 3

As the four friends arrived at Tric, Brooke and Haley immediately went in search of Peyton. They knew she would be around the back somewhere, most likely dealing with diva artists and their demands before they went on stage, but she had texted Brooke earlier saying to come find her when they got to the club.

"Brooke! Haley!" The two girls turned around to see Peyton in a strapless mini black dress, cut off a few inches above her knees. They walked towards their friend and embraced her as they reached her. "You two look nice. You're looking extra hot tonight, Hales." She sends her friend a cheeky wink and bumps her hip as they all laugh.

"Thank you. It's all down to Brooke, though. She wouldn't let me leave her grasp for nearly three hours." She laughed, remembering the three hours of torture her best friend had put her through. As much as she may complain, she just used it was an excuse. Deep down, she knew she really enjoyed Brooke making her get all dressed up, even if it was just because Nathan was smiling at her more.

She couldn't stand it when they fought, especially over petty little things that meant nothing. She didn't know why he had such an aversion to her; she hadn't done anything to him. For all she knew, he'd been a jackass his whole life and he took it out on her. She wished that he wouldn't, he got on with the other three seniors he lived with, so why not her? She actually wanted to give him a chance, she wanted to be friends, but he wouldn't allow that.

She was brought out of her thoughts by a young man, who looked to be around her age, approaching the trio of girls. He was carrying a guitar in his hand, so she guessed he was playing tonight. He was a few inches taller than her, with a small frame, not very muscular. He had blond-ish brown hair, gelled on the top of his head.

"Hey there, pretty lady." He spoke to her, before looking over at Brooke. "And you too, gorgeous." Both the girls laughed off his weak attempt at flirting with them. "Peyton." He nodded to the other girl.

"Chris, hey. These are my best friends, Brooke and Haley." She pointed to each of them in turn. "Haley, Brooke, this is Chris Keller. He's playing here tonight."

"Hi, Chris." Haley smiled softly, shaking the hand he put out to her. "I'm Haley."

"Brooke Davis. I'm sure you won't forget me, I'm not a forgettable person." Brooke stated, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Now if you'll excuse us, P. Sawyer and I have some things to do." And with that, she grabbed her best friend's hand, and led her away from the pair.

"I'm so sorry about Brooke." Haley laughed. "She's my best friend, but as you can probably tell we're complete opposites."

"You can definitely tell that. So tell me, Haley, what's the 411 on this town?" He asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Um, well this is Tric, Peyton and our friend Lucas' mom run it; they usually have a few all ages nights every month. Lucas' mom also runs a café, Karen's, and she makes the best food in town, I'm telling you." She smiled.

"Awesome. Tell me about yourself, Haley. You seem like a very interesting girl." He requested, offering her his hand and leading her to a table once she accepted it.

"Um, well, there's not much to tell, really. I'm not that interesting. I'm Haley James, I'm eighteen years old and I'm graduating from Tree Hill High School on Monday. I hope to attend Stanford University, California once I'm out of high school; I've wanted to go there forever. I come from a huge family, I have three brothers, Aiden, Joshua and Matt, and three sisters, Vivian, the oldest, Taylor, who's second oldest, Quinn, who's second youngest but third oldest and then there's me, the baby of the family. I hope for a big family one day, but maybe not as big as that. For the past two years I've been on the cheerleading squad, with Brooke, she's captain. And I actually kind of like it." She explained, with a smile. "What about you, Chris Keller? You're very mysterious I must say." She giggled as she looked up at him.

"There isn't much to tell, Chris Keller is Chris Keller, and I'm a rock star. Going on tour with The Wreckers over summer, and I'm in the studio at every chance I get. I'm eighteen, just graduated from Oak Lake last week. I haven't thought much about college, I don't intend on attending. Chris Keller's going to be a rock star, rock stars don't go to college." He explained.

"Oh, right. Well it was nice talking to you, Chris. But shouldn't you be getting ready to go on stage? It's getting pretty crowded out here." She suggested.

"Nah, not just yet. Besides, Chris Keller likes your company."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

Across the room, Nathan was standing by the bar watching Chris and Haley. He knew that she liked him, and it was obvious he was very into her. But whether it was the same type of attraction, he wasn't so sure. He just couldn't bear to see Haley with another guy. He didn't know much about Chris, and in fairness to him, he was sure he was a pretty great guy, but he just wasn't the right one for Haley. All he felt inside of him was a deep pang of jealousy; fear that she'd be anything more than friends with this guy, and most of all, his broken heart.

"Nate, quit staring at her. I know it's hard for you but you've got to let it go." Lucas says as he stands beside his brother at the bar. "You know what the doctors said."

"Yes, Lucas, I know what the doctors said. I remember those words every fucking day of my life. Don't you think I remember that day? I went from having the best time of my life, to the worst. I've never felt so bad before, Lucas. And seeing her with other guys, I can't deal with it." He explained to his brother. "She's supposed to be mine." His voice cracked as he expressed the realisation out loud.

He wasn't exaggerating when he said it was the worst time of his life, he'd never hurt so much before. Seeing Haley with Chris only broke his heart even more, and he wasn't sure how much he could take. He couldn't tell her, but he couldn't keep this to himself much longer, he'd kept it a secret for long enough.

He had to do something.

Later that night, after Chris had finished his set, he headed straight for Haley. The pair had definitely hit it off, and they seemed to be very friendly with each other. They'd exchanged numbers earlier on, after Chris came off stage and the two sat at a table talking for a while. Eventually they parted ways and knew that they were off to the start of a great friendship.

"So, tutor girl, spill the beans. What's the deal with you and singer boy?" Brooke pressed as soon as they got home. The three girls were sat in Haley's room, after Brooke and Peyton had questioned her on the way home and she'd refused to tell them anything. They figured she didn't want Lucas or Nathan hearing her gossip and it was a girly thing, so they waited until they got in to start the questioning again.

"There is no 'deal' between us, B." Haley laughed. "At least not yet, anyway." She added with a wink and a giggle.

"So there will be in the future?" Peyton asked, raising her eyebrows.

"I don't know." She laughed at her friend's expression. "We only just met. He's a nice guy, and I like him. But he doesn't want to go to college and he's on tour with The Wreckers. I don't even know if I'll see him again. We've swapped numbers and that, and I kind of want too, but I don't know if it'll go anywhere. I need to focus on my school work first and foremost."

"I knew we called you tutor girl for a reason. You've got to at least go on a date with him!" Brooke exclaimed. "Have a little fun before college. You've still got summer."

"True. But we'll just have to see how it goes. I don't want to rush into things. I like him, and I want this, whatever this is, to work. For both of us." She explained.

"Did he ask you out though?" Brooke questioned.

"Well…"

"He did, didn't he!" She exclaimed.

"No!"

"Don't lie, Haley. We all know he totally did. Details, now!" Peyton interjected.

"Ugh, okay, fine. He's taking me to that restaurant by the docks tomorrow. He's picking me up at eight." She smiled.

"You have to let me choose your outfit!" Brooke screeched.

"B, it's okay. We don't have the same sense of fashion, you know that. I'll just pick something out."

"There's your first problem, you're not willing to branch out! Come on Haley, it'll be fun! You know how hot you looked tonight, I can do toned down! Please?" She begged.

"We'll see."

Nathan couldn't stand to hear the girls gossiping about Haley's date with the jack ass she'd met earlier. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop on them, but he couldn't help it. Chris had been making eyes at Haley all night; she was just too innocent to understand it. But she agreed to go on a date with him, and that killed him inside. He knew it was going to happen eventually, but he hoped he could convince her he didn't hate her by then. Apparently his mission had failed. He was devastated that she still thought that, and he couldn't convince her otherwise. He had to find some way to put a stop to this date.

He couldn't let her go on a date with Chris. He couldn't let her go on a date with any guy, but especially not Chris. If he couldn't tell her the truth, he had to find some way to convince her he didn't hate her. He was Nathan Scott, and he wasn't about to let the love of his life get away.

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