This is my version of the next season ! The season 5 !
What happened to the characters ?
Did Lucas published his book ?
Did Nathan play in a great basketball team ?
Are Haley and Nathan still happy with their son ?
Peyton and Lucas are still together ?
What happened to Brooke?
Are they still the same ? Still Friends ?
They're all back to Tree Hill.
Hey! Thanks for your reviews:D :D
About Brooke, I wanted to say Stanford is not her boyfriend. It's her manager. Her boyfriend is the man we can see in chapter one.
And about Nathan and Haley, don't worry it will be explain very soon. ;)
xxx.
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"Nathan."
Nathan turned, he held a glass of punch in his hand. He saw Anna moving to him, she held a glass of punch too.
"Hey! What you doing here?"
"I've been invited by a friend who was in third year."
He nodded.
"Haley didn't come?" She asked, smiling.
Nathan sighed.
"No... She wasn't really fine and she prefered staying at home with James."
"Okay."
Nathan drank his glass. She moved to him. Nathan stepped back a little, but she smiled and served herself some punch.
"Wanna go out ? There's too much noise..."
Nathan nodded.
"Why not..." She smiled then bit her lip and turned the heels. Nathan frowned then followed her after serving himself a glass of punch again.
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"Nathan!" Nathan felt a hand squeeze his arm and shaking him. He shook his head and looked at Peyton. Peyton seemed to be worry.
"You okay?"
"I... I just ... think... I saw someone... Anyway... Need help to move on?"
"I need someone strong to help me, yeah."
"Okay." He nodded and they walked away.
One Day Later.
Haley walked up and down in the house, once in the kitchen, another once in the living-room. Brooke had to arrive in a minute. Suddenly she heard the door bell. She jumped on herself and ran to open. She sighed seeing Nathan.
"I know you're still angry with me, but can you stop be so desesperate when you see me?"
"I'm not desesperate." She stared at him. "What do you want?"
"I wanted to go out with Jimmy."
"Not now. Brooke's coming."
"I know. And you'll be able to take advantage of Brooke if I keep James, today."
Haley sighed and let him in.
They walked to the kitchen.
"So... I've some news of your bitch?"
"Hales!" He stared at her.
"When I think it's you you said the next will be the good one. I hope it was right." She said with a sarcastic tone.
Nathan shook his head, looking everywhere but her.
"Okay you want to hear the truth. Actually I don't remember." Haley shook her head.
"How can you ?"
"How can I what? Try to have my wife back? Try to build my family again? After cheating on you?"
Haley didn't move, her face was icy and angry.
"I can because I love you and because all of this was a big mistake."
"A big mistake? Maybe it's for this reason she's in town."
"What are you saying?"
"I saw her in front of the Cafe."
"Me too." he said a little bit confused.
Haley stared at her.
"You too! You saw her again?"
"No! I saw her on the riverwalk."
Haley sighed.
"Give it up. I don't care." She moved leaving the kitchen.
"You can have sex her, I don't care ! Anymore!" She yelled. Nathan sighed still in the kitchen. He joined her.
"I don't! I can't and I won't, Haley."
She turned and shrugged.
"I - Do - Not - Care." She yelled again.
She turned but Nathan grab her by her arm and led her against him with violence. They were chest to chest. Their faces were inches apart. Haley turned her gaze, but he bent over and broke the gap between them. Their lips touched. The violence of the beginning became sweetness. Haley began to feel a hot flush increase inside her but she shook her head to prevent herself be invided by it. She put her hands on his chest and push him away. They parted.
"Go away."
Nathan looked at her, sadly, confused and begging.
"Go away, Nathan." She repeated, her voice was hurt like her heart.
He closed his eyes and moved to her.
"I love you..."
She shook her head. "Don't you think I love you too? Because it's wrong. I do. I do love you and it hurts so much. What you've done hurt me so much. A part of me doesn't to love you anymore to not feel this pain."
"And the other one..."
"It wants you to leave and let me forget or at least... accept."
He put a kiss on her temple.
"Okay... I deserve it, right..." Haley closed her eyes. The last thing she heard was the door's closing.
Haley was curling up on the couch. Suddenly she heard a car parked in front of the house. She wiped the last tears which flowed on her cheeks and stood up. She went outside and saw a cab. The taxidriver took out the luggages from the truck. A woman, wearing a red dress and with curly brown hair, was turning her back to Haley. Haley smiled. She would recognize her even in the bigest crowd. The woman turned after taking her luggages and paying the taxi. She grinned seeing Haley.
"Hey!" Haley ran to her and they hugged.
"I missed you so much, Tutor Girl!"
"I missed you too, Tigger."
They smiled to each other. Haley grabbed on of her bag and they came in.
Later.
Brooke knocked at the black door behind the house. It opened. Brooke smiled.
"Hi."
Lucas smiled to answer her. He moved her little to let her in.
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Lucas arrived in front of a big building. He looked around. Paris was nothing compared to New York. He came in the building. He moved to the reception.
"Good evening. I would like to know if Brooke, Brooke Davis is there?"
"Who are you?"
"Huh... A old friend."
"Miss Davis went out tonight."
"Okay... never mind... I'm going to wait for her.." He went to sit on a red velvet armchair in the hall. He moved, not knowing how sit correctly. Thirty minutes later, he saw a beautiful woman entered. She wore a long black sequined dress with a black coat. Her hair was curly and brighting.
"Bonsoir, pourrais-je avoir ma clé, s'il vous plait?" She asked in french with an american accent.
The receptionnist smiled and gave her a key. She nodded. Lucas stood up and smiled. When she turned and saw him, he saw her speechless.
"Lucas?"
"Hi Pretty Girl."
She smiled and moved to him. They hugged.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted ... to see you..."
Brooke nodded blushing.
"Follow me, Pretty Boy." She put a kiss on his cheek and took his hand.
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