A/N: This definitely didn't go the direction I planned on it going in. I started out wanting this to be a sweet reunion between the two lovers but it came out really full angst and not very loving.

Rating: T

Warning: Don't believe this one needs one.

Disclaimer: As if.

Fighting In The Snowy Street

Jake stood in the street, the snow falling all around him. He shoved his hands in his pockets and slowly started to walk towards their spot. They had been high school sweethearts. They were meant to last. They were meant to get married. He laughed bitterly. She was getting married today. Just not to him. He stopped once he reached the weeping willow tree that not many people knew about. He stopped. His mind had to be playing tricks on him.

"Hi Jake." She stood there in her wedding dress. Her hair framed her face in soft curls. His gaze instantly fell to her left hand. He was looking for the gold band that should be there. It wasn't though. Instead there was a silver ring shaped into a heart on top. The ring he gave her before they left for college. The promise ring. The ring that symbolized their love.

"Haley.." He got no further. What was he supposed to say? He was hoping, praying for this moment since she told him she was getting married. He wanted to reach out to her. To kiss her. To hold her. He didn't move though. He stayed where he was.

"I couldn't do it Jake." She shook her head. "I couldn't marry Nathan. I don't love him." She took a step towards him. Just one step. She didn't dare go any further. "Not like I love you." She wrapped her arms around her stomach. It was a protective thing for her. She always did that when she was scared. Mostly when she was scared of spilling her out to him.

"How did you know I would be here?" He had to change the subject. He had to find a way to forget the pain in his chest, his heart. It was breaking again. It was breaking because he didn't know if they could be together again. He didn't know if they would ever have their chance again. Sometimes one is all you get.

"It was were we would always meet. It's where we promised.." She swallowed past the lump in her throat, "ourselves to each other." This was harder than she thought. She imagined them running off and getting married when she opened her heart to him. Didn't he see how hard this was for her?

He scoffed. "And look what happened there." He wasn't going to make this easy for her. His heart had been breaking for a year. It shattered when she told him she was getting married a year ago. The tiny pieces that were left kept stabbing him, tormenting him. He was always reminded of her betraying him.

"I'm sorry Jake. I really am." She looked up at him. She could barely see his facial expression in the dim light of the streetlight. She was shivering from the cold wind but she stood her ground. She had to make him see how truly sorry she was. How much she loved him. "I'll do whatever you want me to do Jake. I'll prove to you that I love you."

He shook his head. "It's too late Haley." He shoved his hands in his pockets and sighed. "You don't even call to check on her." She could hear the pain, the tiredness, and the weakness in his voice. Most of all she could the anger, the blame. "She calls your best friend her mom." He looked at her, his eyes cold and hard. "You want to show me you love me then love our daughter first."

She closed the gap between then. Her hand connected with the side of his face. "That's not fair and you know it." Anger flashed in her eyes and she was no longer asking him to love her again. "I was seventeen. It was either give her to you and finish college or my parents were putting her up for adoption. What did you want me to do?"

"You turned eighteen. You could have told them to hell with the deal!" His anger matched hers. "She needed her mother! She needed someone who would love her. Someone who would tell her all about growing up. She needed someone who would be there for her!"

"It's not my fault you wouldn't let me see her after I told you I was marrying Nathan." They were both ignoring the fact that they were standing in the middle of a neighbor having a screaming match. Hell Tree Hill could use some extra drama.

"Oh I'm sorry if I didn't want my daughter around a jackass who was cheating on her mother with her maid of honor!"

Again her hand connected to the side of his face. "Don't you dare. Don't you dare bring Brooke into this. This is not her fault." She poked him in the chest with her right pointer finger. "Besides it's not you haven't slept with Peyton."

"Actually I haven't. She's engaged to Luke. Has been since we graduated." He shoved her hand away. He always hated when they fought. They always said things they didn't mean. "Believe it or not I haven't slept with anyone other than you. I'm sure you can't say the same."

"Why you.." She went to slap him again but this time he caught her wrist. He leaned down and captured her lips with his. The kiss was full of passion. It was fueled by their anger, their love, and their hate for one another at the moment, and need. He pulled her body tighter against his. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip begging for entrance. She happily gave it to him. Her arms snaked around his neck while his pulled her even closer to him by her waist. She buried her hands in his hair, deepening the kiss. They broke apart when air was an issue. Their need for each other was evident. Hell he would have laid her down and taken her there if it wasn't for the fact that their were people around.

"Maybe we should go get Jenny from Peyton." His breathing was starting to steady but he still hadn't let go of her.

"Or we could go to your place. She can keep her a little longer." She whispered huskily into his ear. Her need for him almost as bad as his need for her.

A/N: And I'm not happy with the end. But I can't rewrite it again. It's too hard to find a proper ending for this one so I'm leaving it alone.