Nathan walked the streets of New York City. He has had a lot on his mind since arriving back home. He needed to think and attempt to clear his head. He couldn't stop thinking about her. He dreamt about her everytime he closed his eyes. Granted, he's only slept a couple times since being back, but still. He hasn't had a dream about her in years. He stopped dreaming about her when he was drafted into the NBA. He knew it was because of his trip to L.A. Seeing her in person has really thrown him for a loop. He keeps struggling with wanting to see her. He keeps going back and forth as to whether he should have went to visit her before he and Clay's plane left. He was completely lost in his thoughts that before for he knew it, he was standing in front of his destination.
"Nathan!" Brooke exclaimed when she saw her big brother walking through the doors of her store. She rushed over to him and about tackled him in a hug.
"Hey, Brooke. Nice seeing you, too." He laughed embracing his sister's hug.
"How was the commercial?" She asked pulling away allowing him to breathe.
"Okay." He answered vaguely while walking over and taking a seat on one of the designer loveseats she had placed all around the store. She was quick to follow.
"Okay? That's all you have to say-okay?" She said incredulously. She watched him carefully and knew there was something plaguing him. "What's going on, Nate?" She asked.
"As you know, the commercial was shot in L.A." He began as she nodded. "Well, you also know that a certain someone lives in L.A. now." He said. She took a couple seconds before her whole face went wide, and she let out a dramatic sigh. Nathan rolled his eyes. His sister was always a drama queen, and she always reacted to things as if it were life or death.
"Oh my gosh! Did you see her?" She asked.
"Kind of, sort of." He said as she waited for him to elaborate. "I saw her from a distance in the studio parking lot." He continued.
"Did she look any different? I mean, I've seen her on tv and magazines and stuff, and she looked the same. But you never know with technology these days. How did she look?" She asked carefully.
"Just as beautiful as ever." He answered quietly. Brooke watched the expression on his face and couldn't help but feel for her him. She knew he was still in love with Haley. All of the girls he's dated since her never even had a chance. There was only one girl who would capture and forever hold her brother's heart. She placed her arm around his shoulder in a comforting embrace. "I'm sorry, Nathan." She said sympathetically.
"Do you ever think about her, Brooke?" He asked.
"All of the time. I miss her a lot." She answered.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you lost your friendship with her because of me." He said.
"Nathan, I don't blame you. It's not your fault. You are my brother, and I love you. I hated seeing you in so much pain. It would have devastated you if I kept bringing her around the house and around you. I couldn't do that to you." She said.
"Thank you, Brooke. I hope you know that it meant a lot to me." He said.
"I know. So, you didn't go talk to her or anything?" She asked.
"No. She was, umm, she was kind of with someone else." He stammered out quietly.
"Who?" She asked.
"Julian." He answered.
"Oh, I see." She said quietly in understanding. "Why were they at the studio?" She asked confused after a couple of seconds.
"Oh, this is the really great part. Julian was the director shooting the commercial." He revealed with a small laugh.
"Wow-small world." She said. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She said.
"He makes her happy. She's happy, and I want that. That's all that matters, right?" he said.
"And what will it take to make you happy?" She questioned.
"I gave up my happiness five years ago." He stated sadly. "I'm sorry, Brooke, but I have to get going. I only stopped by to see you and let you know I made it back home safely. I have to get to practice, though. I don't want to be slapped with another thousand dollar fine. See you later, Brooke." He said giving his sister a quick kiss on the cheek and rushing out of the store before Brooke even had a chance to say anything. "Oh, Nathan, what am I going to do with you?" She said aloud.
Brooke angrily marched up the stairs in her house. She was furious. She just spent the passed two hours trying to console her best friend who has been doing nothing but crying. Today was the day of their high school graduation. This was supposed to be one of the happiest days of their lives. This was the day their future was supposed to begin. At those thoughts, she only grew even angrier. She picked up her pace until finally she was standing outside his door. He arrived home from Duke just the day before. She could tell something was wrong with him. He was in a horrible mood and went straight up to his room slamming the door behind him. She shook her thoughts and turned the doorknob and stalked into the bedroom. Sure enough, he was laying in bed with his eyes closed listening to his ipod. She wrapped her hands around the wire of his headphones and yanked them out of his ears. "What the hell is wrong with you, Brooke?" He bit out.
"Me? No, I don't think so. What the hell is wrong with you, Nathan? I just spent the passed two hours with Haley as she cried more than I have ever seen. How could you do this to her? I thought you loved her. And you freakin break up with her today of all days! What the hell?" She spat out furiously. She waited for her brother to say something, but instead he just continued laying on his bed. He said nothing. He just stared straight ahead up at his ceiling. "Aren't you going to say anything?" She asked.
"Just go, Brooke." He mumbled tiredly.
"No! I want to know what is wrong with you. You're an asshole, and I can't believe you're my brother. My brother would never do something like this!" She exclaimed.
"Seriously, Brooke, leave." He warned.
"No, not until you tell me why you found it necessary to break my best friend's heart. You know, Haley, right. The girl you claimed to be so in love with." She bit out sarcastically.
"Get out!" He yelled sitting up on his bed. It was then that Brooke noticed his eyes were red and puffy. He had tear stains along his cheek. She found herself calming down as her anger was replaced with sympathy and concern. She cautiously walked closer to his bed and took a seat on the edge. "Are you okay?" She asked quietly.
"I'm fine." He answered unconvincingly.
"What happened, Nathan? When I talked to you a month ago, you couldn't stop talking about how much you love Haley. You kept talking about the future you guys were going to share together. Why did you break up with her?" She asked calmly.
"I had to." He said vaguely.
"Why?" She asked. He didn't say anything in response, though. "Do you not love her anymore?" She asked.
"No, of course, not. I love her so much." He said.
"Then, why?" She prodded.
"It doesn't matter. It's just better this way." He said. Silence crept into the room as Brooke watched her brother carefully. She noticed a few more tears stroll down his cheek. She quickly wrapped her arms around him. He leaned into her as he started crying even harder.
Later than night, Nathan had to see her. He had to make sure she was okay. He pulled into her driveway and noticed her parent's car gone. It was then that he remembered they were going to Murtle Beach. Jimmy, Lydia, Lucas, and Haley were all supposed to be going for a small family vacation before both Lucas and Haley left for college. He briefly wondered if Haley was gone, as well. He noticed her parent's car and Lucas's car both missing from the driveway. Haley's was still sitting there, though. He turned off his ignition and walked up to her house. He quietly opened the door and was instantly met with total darkness. He walked up the stairs and down the hall until finding her bedroom. He softly opened her door. He walked in and saw her asleep on her bed facing the opposite direction of the door. He noticed the dozens of tissues scattered all over her floor and bed. Her blankets were resting at her waist. She was bundled in his Duke sweatshirt with the hood on around her head. He tiptoed as quietly as he could closer to the bed and hovered over her until he finally caught sight of her face. The sight broke his heart. She had tear stains all over her cheeks, and her whole face was red. He wanted to crawl into that bed and wrap his arms around her to comfort her-to comfort himself as well. He wanted to tell her he was sorry and that he loved her, but he couldn't. He quickly turned on his heel and rushed out of there as quietly as he could.
"All right, everyone, listen up!" Haley yelled. All of her employees turned their attention to her as she began their monthly meeting. "Okay, so I have the ratings for last months issue, and we are still holding onto that number one spot I am very happy to announce." She announced as the room erupted with cheers. "You guys all came up with some fantastic ideas for the issue. What about this month? Let's talk about what you have." She said. They all sat there for the next half hour discussing ideas before Haley ended the meeting. She walked into her office and took a seat at her desk and began typing on her computer. "Miss James?" A voice sounded. She looked up and saw her assistant standing in her doorway. "Megan, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Haley." She laughed. Haley absolutely adored Megan. The girl was actually only seventeen years in age and still in high school. She was fascinated with magazines and style and gossip and all of that type of stuff. The girl was very bright and was going to be heading to Princeton once her senior year was complete. Haley actually met her because of Lucas. He was in town for a book signing. Haley spent the entire day with him right by his side. Megan came to the book signing, and they met each other. Megan gushed about Haley's magazine and the job. Haley learned she was in a work study program at school, but it was difficult finding an internship within her desired career. Haley instantly felt as if there was something special about the girl and wanted to help her out. She offered her the job of being her personal assistant. She was an amazing assistant, and Haley knew how tough it was going to be to lose her once next fall hit.
"Sorry, Haley. I have your mocha double latte." Megan said handing the coffee over to her boss.
"Thank you." Haley responded in gratitude.
"Julian left you a message. He said that he and Alex are going to be working on her screenplay tonight over at his place and to come over whenever you get the chance." Megan said.
"Okay, thanks." Haley said.
"And also, Amber had another idea for July's issue. There's going to be a fashion show here in L.A. at the end of June. She said it's a designer we've never featured in the magazine before." Megan added.
"Oh, really? Who is it?" Haley inquired.
"Brooke Scott." Megan revealed and didn't notice the look on Haley's face. "I'm quite surprised we have never featured her before. She's like the hottest designer right now. Her Clothes Over Bros line is fantastic. You have heard about it, haven't you?" Megan asked.
"Yeah, I've heard of it." Haley answered quietly.
"So, do you want me to give Amber the go-ahead on writing the article?" Megan asked not understanding the many emotions passing through her boss's head at the moment.
"Yeah, that...that's great." Haley replied as Megan nodded her head. "Is there anything else?" Haley asked.
"Nope, that's all. I'll let you get back to work." Megan answered before vacating the office. Haley stared towards the door almost paralyzed. Of course, she knew who Brooke Scott was. She's known her since they were in kindergarten. They were inseparable for thirteen years. They were best friends. They were sisters in everyway but blood. And they thought they would be sisters-in-law one day.
"Knock, knock." Haley said tapping lightly on the door of her best friend's bedroom. Brooke looked up and was pleasantly surprised at seeing her friend.
"Hey, Hales. What are you doing here?" Brooke asked scooting over so Haley could take a seat on the bed next to her.
"I kind of need to talk to you about something." Haley said quietly.
"What's wrong?" Brooke asked immediately sensing the tone in her friend's voice. Haley didn't say anything. She couldn't even look at Brooke. She looked down to where her fingers were fidgeting in her lap. "Haley, you know you can tell me anything. What's going on?" Brooke asked placing her hand over Haley's.
"I have to tell you something, but I hope you're okay with it. I don't want anything to come between us. You're my best friend, and you mean so much to me. I hope you understand that. I love you, and I..."
"Haley, tell me what's going on." Brooke interrupted her sternly but softly.
"It's, umm, it's about Nathan. Nathan and me." Haley said quietly and looked back down to their joined hands. Brooke got a knowing smile on her face. It took everything out of her not to say something. She knew this day would come.
"What about you two?" She asked putting on a straight face.
"Well, we, umm...we're sort of...we're, umm..."
"Oh gosh, you're finally together, right?" Brooke finished not being able to stop herself anymore. She looked up and saw the surprised look on her friend's face. "Oh, don't look so surprised. You two have had a thing for each other for years." Brooke said as Haley blushed. "So, my brother finally found the courage to do something about it? Or was it you?" She continued raising one of her eyebrows.
"No, it...it was him." Haley said with a small smile.
"Oh, give me details!" Brooke exclaimed.
"Brooke, that's your brother." Haley said.
"Oh, yeah, you're right. Scratch that-don't give me details. So, what did happen? I mean, just the basics-no details." Brooke asked.
"Well, the other day, we were at my house. I was helping him study for his midterms. We sort of started talking about the prom." Haley began.
"The prom? The prom's like four months from now." Brooke said confused.
"I know, but he told me that Teresa girl in his grade..."
"Oh, you mean the slutty cheerleader who keeps trying to get into my brother's pants." Brooke corrected in disgust.
"Yes, her." Haley laughed. "Well, he told me that she had already started in on him about the prom. He said she keeps bringing it up around him hinting to ask her to go. He told me that she keeps making suggestive remarks about what she will do to him that night if they go together. He said that she's like the last person he wants to go with and doesn't know how to give her the hint that it's never going to happen. Anyway, we started talking more about prom itself. I told him that I was excited for when I was finally going to be able to go considering it's a junior/senior dance, and you had to be asked if you were any younger. He was telling me this was his first dance, and he wanted it to be special and to go with someone he truly cared about. And then, he asked me to go." Haley explained.
"Aww, that's so sweet! Who knew my brother could be so sweet?" Brooke gushed.
"Yeah. So, he asked me. I said yes. And then, you know me-always analyzing everything. I asked him why he asked me. That's when he told me how he felt about me. And that's when I told him I felt the same way. And that's when we shared our first kiss-or kisses. And now, here we are." Haley said blushing.
"This is so exciting! We're going to be sisters-in-law!" Brooke exclaimed.
"Okay, Brooke, I think you're getting a little ahead of yourself. Nobody is getting married here. Nathan is only a junior, and we are only freshmen. We're still in high school. We're just dating." Haley laughed.
"Well, duh. I don't mean now, but in a few years-you two are going to get married." Brooke said with certainty.
"Whatever, Brooke. We just started..."
"Oh, Haley, humor me." Brooke interrupted.
"Fine. Yes, we are going to get married, and you and I are going to be sisters-in-law!" Haley exclaimed dramatically as Brooke squeeled and threw her arms around her best friend. "So, I'm guessing that you are okay with all of this." Haley laughed.
"Of course. I knew it would happen eventually. I was just waiting for one of you to finally come to your senses. And speaking of my brother, where is he?" Brooke asked.
"He's actually over at my house talking to Lucas. Do you think he'll be okay with this? I'm afraid he might try to kill Nathan or something." Haley said.
"Lucas will be fine. Hales, he was waiting for this day to finally come as well. I swear, everyone saw it except for you and my idiot of a brother. You know, for a smart girl, you're kind of naive." Brooke said and laughed when Haley lightly shoved her.
Nathan walked into his apartment exhausted. He had quite the workout at pratice today, but it was a good workout. He's had a few days off for this commercial and was out of shape. It was amazing what missing four days of practice did to him. He grabbed a bottle of water out of his refrigerater and gulped half of it down in one drink. He walked over to his answering machine and saw a new message. He pushed play and waited for the message to play.
"Nate, it's Clay. Hey, there's a bunch of us going out to Club New York. It's ladies night, so you know what that means-a lot of hot, single women." Nathan couldn't help but laugh at his friend. "And I know what you're going to say. 'I'm tired, Clay. I just got back from a four day roadtrip'-technically. Whatever you want to call it. You're going, man. You need to kick back, relax, and have a damn fine time. And when's the last time you got some? So, you're going. We're all meeting at the club at ten. See ya later."
Nathan sighed and deleted the message. He really wasn't in the mood to go out anywhere tonight. He wanted to just take a shower, eat, and rest in front of the television. But he also knew that Clay will probably show up at his apartment around nine to make sure he goes. He looked at the clock and saw if read five twenty-six. He kicked off his shoes and went straight to his bedroom to take a nap. He was exhausted and needed all the energy he could muster for tonight. He set his alarm for eight and quickly dozed off.
"Nathan, what are we doing here?" Haley asked as they pulled up at his family's beach house.
"We are spending the day here." He answered putting the car and park before jumping out to open the passenger side door and waited for Haley to jump out.
"Really? So, this is why I needed my swimsuit. What about your parents? Do they know we're here?" She asked.
"As a matter of fact, they do." He responded as she looked at him skeptically. "I'm very serious, Hales. Why do you think my mom gave you a whole Saturday off." He said and watched as realization set in on her face. "See, I told you. Why do you always question everything I do?" He joked.
"Do you really want me to answer that?" She countered.
"No, don't." He said as they both laughed. "Come on. Let's go put our stuff down inside." He said taking ahold of her hand and leading her into the beach house.
"I love it here!" Haley exclaimed once inside. "It's so peaceful and quiet." She added.
"Yeah, it is. I love it here, too. That's why I figured it would be nice to come just the two of us. There's always someone else with us when we come here. Now, we can spend some time all alone." He said.
"You're not trying to take advantage of me, are you Nathan Scott?" She joked.
"Like that would ever happen. You're legs are closed so tightly together, nothing will ever come between them." He laughed trying to make a joke. He stopped laughing when he saw the look on Haley's face. Her smile immediately disintegrated as she dropped her bags and took off out the door. Nathan sighed to himself angrily before taking off out the door after her. He found her sitting on the sand looking out at the water. He cautiously took a seat next to her and noticed the tears falling down her cheeks. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that, Haley." He began.
"Then, how did you mean it?" She snapped.
"I was just joking. I didn't think you would take it so seriously." He tried to explain and waited for her to say something. She didn't. She just continued staring out at the water as a few more tears fell. "Haley, please, I really didn't mean anything by it." He said desperate for her to understand.
"This isn't easy for me, Nathan." She said quietly.
"What isn't?" He asked confused.
"This. You and me." She said pointing between the two of them. "I know I'm not like other girls. I know how frustrated you are with me. And I know you wish I was more like the girls your age. I..."
"Stop it, Haley." He interrupted. "I love you. And there's no way I would want you to be anything like the girls in my grade. I love you because of your innocence. And I love you because sex actually means something to you." He said.
"I know. But that still doesn't mean you aren't frustrated. It still doesn't mean you don't wish I would finally stop being so, so innocent and give it up already. I know you want to have sex." She said.
"Haley, look at me." He urged with no success. "Haley, look at me." He demanded sternly but gently. This time, she did look at him. He moved his left hand up to the right side of her cheek and stroked it lovingly. "I'm not going to lie. I do want to have sex with you. I want to all of the time, because I love you. Not because I'm frustrated. I want to make love to you, Haley. You're not ready, and I understand that. I respect that. I would never force you into doing anything you aren't ready for. I will wait as long as I have to for you." He said.
"Why? You could just as easily go to someone else who isn't such a prude. Someone who knows what they're doing. Someone who will be more than willing to help you work off any and all frustrations you have. Someone like Teresa." She said quietly.
"Oh, you mean someone who will probably give me an STD of some kind." He countered. She couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at that. He smiled relieved to hear the sound of her laugh. "Haley, I don't think you're a prude. I just think that you aren't ready. And I'm okay with that. I love you. I'm willing to wait, because I don't want to be with anyone else but you. It does get hard sometimes, and I don't mean that literally-even though that's definitely true as you know." He said and laughed when she scoffed and playfully shoved him. "No, it is hard sometimes. It gets very hard, because all I want to do is just throw you down on the bed and show you how much I love you. I want to show you that it was very much worth the wait for both you and myself. But I understand. You're only a sophomore. In case you forgot, I was the same age when I lost my virginity. I understand why you aren't ready. Whenever you're ready, I will be, too." He said.
"I love you, Nathan." She declared quietly. He smiled and captured her lips in a soft, sensual kiss. "I'm sorry I get so crazy sometimes. I just love you so much, and I don't want to be the one holding you back from anything." She mumbled against his lips.
"You aren't. And I can deal with the crazy. Have you met my sister?" He said as they laughed. "I love you." He continued kissing her once more before breaking apart. "So, can we forget about everything from earlier and enjoy the rest of our day?" He asked.
"Yes, definitely." She agreed. "What did you have in mind first?" She asked.
"It's funny you should ask." He said mysteriously. She grew confused as he stood up and smirked down at her. She looked up at him questioningly and yelped as he bent down and swooped her up in his arms and raced out towards the water.
"Nathan! Put me down! Don't you dare do what you are about to do!" She warned.
"Why not? This is one of the reasons why I brought you out here." He smirked.
"Nathan, please. This is the only set of clothes I brought. My bathing suit is on underneath. Put me down so I can take them off before they get all wet." She pleaded. She smiled as he turned around and slowly began walking out of the water. However, he stopped and smirked down at her. "You know-that's what a dryer is for." He declared before throwing them both into the water fully clothed.
"You are so going to pay for that!" She exclaimed before jumping on him and dunking him in the water. It wasn't long before the two shed out of the rest of their clothes throwing them up onto the sand. They played around in the water for about an hour longer before finally deciding to head inside for something to eat. Once inside, Nathan ran to put their clothes in the dryer while Haley found something to cook. Five minutes later, Nathan walked into the kitchen and smiled as he saw Haley standing in front of the stove with her back turned towards him. He couldn't help but let his eyes wonder up and down the length of her body. How could he not? There she was, standing there in nothing but a bikini leaving little to the imagination. She wasn't stick thin like most of the girls his age. She was thin but had just the right amount of curves. He loved that about her. He loved that she wasn't like all of the other sickly thin girls who starved themselves, because they think that's what guys wanted. Not him. He wanted a girl exactly like Haley. He admired her body from afar for just awhile longer before inching his way closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a couple of kisses along her neck and smirked as her body shivered. "What are you making?" He asked.
"Some cheese toasties." She answered.
"Cheese toasties? What the heck are those?" He asked.
"They're grilled cheese sandwiches." She answered as if he was an idiot for asking.
"Where did you get cheese toasties from?" He asked.
"I started saying that when I was little. Apparently, my mom asked me what I wanted for lunch one day, and I said, 'cheese toasties.' She asked me what those were and I said, 'the things with the cheese in the middle of bread.' We've been calling them cheese toasties ever since." She explained smiling at the memory.
"Okay, then. Cheese toasties it is." He declared. "Here, I brought you these." He said handing her a t-shirt and a pair of his sweatpants. "It's kind of chilly in here. And I'm sure you'll be warmer in these rather than this little thing you like to call a bathing suit." He said fingering the string of her bikini before placing a sensual kiss on her shoulder.
"Well, if it's a problem, I could always wear a tasteful one piece rather than this 'little thing'." She said.
"Here's the deal. Whenever you're around me, you'll wear this. Whenever you're around anyone else, you'll wear that tasteful one piece." He said.
"We'll see." She smirked at him. She backed out of his embrace and pulled the t-shirt over her head before pulling on his seatpants. She had to roll them at the waist a few times considering they were a bit too big for her. Once she had everything situation, she looked up to him. They stared at one another for a couple seconds before they started laughing. "I look ridiculous." She said.
"Aww, no you don't. You actually look pretty damn sexy right now." He countered. She blushed while rolling her eyes. She handed him a plate and grabbed herself one before they went into the living room and got settled on the couch. "So, you want to watch a movie?" He asked.
"Sure." She answered. The two agreed on a movie and once again settled on the couch. About an hour into the movie, Nathan noticed Haley shivering slightly. He stood up and left the room. He came back a minute or so later with a big blanket and a pillow. They both laid on their side facing the television with Nathan snuggled closely behind her. He pulled the blanket over them up until their necks. He wrapped his right arm tightly around her waist and pulled her further into him as they both felt themselves relaxing. He moved his hand just slightly under her shirt and began drawing patterns along her skin. She closed her eyes at the feeling of his ministrations. He leaned forward and started placing soft kisses along her neck. After a couple minutes, his soft kisses became more forceful as he began sucking on her skin determined to leave his mark. He heard the increase of her breathing and smirked against her neck. When he pulled away from her skin, she took the opportunity to turn so she was laying flat on her back and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. She felt his tongue run along her bottom lip and quickly opened her mouth and granted him access. Their tongues found one another and battled for dominance. Nathan moved further onto her body and groaned when Haley brushed up against his lower half. He slanted his head to the left slightly and cupped her cheek as his tongue expertly became familiar with every crevice of her mouth. She gripped the middle of his back and moved her leg and wrapped it tightly around his waist. After a few more minutes of heavy making out, Nathan pulled back slightly. "Maybe we should get going. It's getting late, and I don't want to give your parents a reason to start hating me." He said letting out a small laugh.
"Yeah, you're probably right." She agreed. She knew what he was doing. He didn't want to push her into doing anything. He made sure to stop it before it ventured any further. She knew he knew that her parents wouldn't care if she was out all night. They trusted Nathan, and they trusted her. And as much as she wasn't ready to go home yet, she was grateful that he took the initiative and stopped them. He pushed himself off of her and off of the couch. He put out his hands to her and pulled her up and off the couch as well. "I'll go get your clothes from the dryer. I don't think your parents will like it if I bring you home wearing my clothes." He said.
"No, I don't suppose they will." She laughed. He walked out of the room as Haley picked up their plates and took them into the kitchen. She washed the dishes and placed them back where they belonged before heading back into the living room to clean that area as well. Nathan returned shortly later handing her her clothes. "I'm just going to go..." She said pointing towards the bathroom.
"Go right ahead." He said. Five minutes later, the two of them were ready to go. They climbed into his car and pulled out of the driveway of the beach house and began their journey to Haley's house. "This was fun." She said as they were driving.
"Yeah, it was." He agreed.
"I've officially decided that I love your beach house." She commented smiling over at him.
"I love it, too." He said. It wasn't long before they arrived in her driveway. They shared a few more kisses and a couple of 'I love you's' before calling it a night and saying goodbye.
Nathan awoke to the loud beeping of his alarm clock. He slammed his down on it trying to stop the dreadful noise. He almost forgot why he even set it in the first place before remembering he was going out with Clay tonight. He groaned in irritation. He really didn't feel like going to some club tonight. He knew there was no way out of it, though. Afterall, Clay Evans was his agent. He layed flat on his stomach in bed for about five more minutes before forcing himself up. He went into his bathroom and took a quick, hot shower. He dressed and walked out into his living room. Sure enough, Clay was sitting right on his couch as predicted. Nathan looked at the clock and saw it read nine o'clock. "Right on time." He chuckled.
"Hey, I just wanted to make sure you were actually going to show up tonight." Clay defended himself.
"I really don't want to go, Clay." Nathan complained.
"Too bad. You need some action. You've been in a weird mood ever since California." Clay said and didn't notice the way Nathan's whole body went rigid. "We're home. We're in New York. It's time to party, man. So, let's go. The guys and some very sexy women are waiting for us." He continued. Nathan rolled his eyes and followed his friend out of his apartment.
"I'll go out and try to have fun, but Clay, I really don't want to deal with any women tonight. I'm not in the mood tonight for meaningless sex with some girl who means absolutely nothing. I just want to have fun and let loose without women, okay." Nathan said as they waited for the elevator to take them downstairs.
"Whatever, man. More for me." Clay smirked before they stepped into the elevator with the doors closing behind them. The two arrived at the club about five till ten. The bouncer immediately let them in, and they headed straight to the VIP section. Nathan inwardly groaned when the table they headed to was surrounded by countless women barely dressed ready for their prowl. Nathan smiled at them politely before greeting all of the other guys. He caught sight of Clay and chuckled when he saw him already working his magic on one of the women. He ordered a beer and took a seat at the table and tried to steer clear of anything with boobs. A couple hours passed, and he was on his fifth beer. He wasn't drunk, but mixing his drinks with his exhaustion, he felt the effects hit him harder than normal. He looked down at his watch and noticed it was just a few minutes till midnight. He was ready to call it a night. He announced to everyone that he was heading home for the night which ensued plenty of protests. All of a sudden, a flock of women were saddled into his side wanting to be the lucky lady going home with him for the night. He definitely wasn't in the mood for any of this tonight. He politely pulled himself away from them and hightailed it out of the club. He hailed a cab and rode the distance back to his apartment. He sent Clay a quick text message to let him know he had left and was back home. That's all Nathan wanted-to go back home and climb straight back into bed.