It's magical ohoh It's magical... Oh people look very weird at you when you sing that all day and do a dance with it. (Got a magical part in my school play Mid summer night's dream.. I got the very manly part of Egeus.. I feel already like I lost all my girliness ít's sad .. so sad.. it's a sad sad situation.. Sorry :P Anyway in july you can watch it un youtube may you feel like it on the youtube page of Kagje94! yeay that's me.

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Chapter 6. Can't forget the dream I had.

You know the feeling that you had a not so great day and then at the end of the day you get in a fight with someone over something silly and you start crying and you can't stop, because you can finally let all the frustration about that day out. Well I sort of had that kind of break down today, only I had it with all my frustrations of a not so great week.
I told Brooke about my dream, and I instead of her being supportive she was incredibly amused by my.. well how to put that... vivid imagination. That was my second frustration, my first being the dream. I just really needed to cry on her shoulder and having her tell me that thing were going to be fine and that the annoying bouncy feeling in my tummy was going to disappear eventually.

Then when I left Brookes place, my phone rang and Clay called asking whether I was feeling better and if I wanted to go out that night. I told him I wasn't feeling great, even though I was moving around. He kept calling over the week. Later this week when I came home from Brooke's, she still wasn't very supportive, I walked in on Taylor and Nathan having sex on the couch. I was still trying the remove that image of my retina.
So when I just now tripped over Taylor clothes in the laundry room – she thrown them in with the idea that I would do her laundry like usual – I got pissed. I totally flipped and really felt like fighting with Taylor.
With that all, she responded like it was normal to just throw her clothes into the laundry room like it was nothing, and that I shouldn't get so angry...
"What is wrong with you Hales? You've been moping around the house for the last week and now you flip out over a pair of jeans you tripped over." I really could rip her head off.
"I've not been moping around the house, and you should try doing you own laundry for a change I'm not you freaking maid!"
Taylor picked up her clothes and put them in the laundry basket. 'Happy now?" I narrowed my eyes. "Sure put them in the laundry basket, I'll make sure they get back in your closet washed and ironed."

"Haley, did Clay break up with you or something because ever since you slept with him five days ago you have been whiny and ... sulky." I raised my hand to slap her but Nathan caught my arm. "Hold on Hales." I ripped my arm from his grasp. "Never mind." I snapped and left the room and ran upstairs.

In my bedroom I flopped on my bed and started crying. Warm tears rolled over my cheeks. I felt like I was falling, had fallen and landed hard, when I realised that I had freaked out to Taylor because I was jealous of her.
Mental Note: February 2nd Haley has sunken deep.
A knock on my door startled me. "Hales, are you okay?" Nathan entered. I wiped the tears from my eyes and bit my bottom lip. "I'm sorry.. I just had a bad week." He sat down on my bed and took my hand. ".. this have anything to do with Clay and the reason you've been avoiding him the last five days?" I looked away, down to my hand he was holding. "Is Taylor angry?" I didn't mean push Taylor. She had been pretty good to me and ..
"She's not. She's just worried. Did something happen Haley?" He placed his other hand on my chin, forcing me to look at him. I clenched my teeth together. "I don't want to hurt him, but I... I mean he's a really sweet guy it's just that... I lo.. I don't love him." Nathan sighed and let go of my hand. "I'll talk to him if you want to, but I think you should just be honest." I sighed and closed my eyes. I really wanted to belief that it was just his hand on mine that made me feel so bouncy on the inside, but when he took his hand away I still felt like that. I started crying again. "I'll call him, don't worry about me." I sobbed. My eyes were wet so I really hadn't seen this one coming. Nathan pulled me into a hug. I bit my lip, but rested my head on his shoulder. "Thank you." I whispered.

"Nate!" Taylor yelled from downstairs. Nathan pulled away. "Yeah!" It was silent then Taylor yelled back: "I'm going to Tory's with Jasper!"
"Kay!" He yelled back.

"Sorry.." He told me and wiped the remaining tears from my cheeks. "Hales, Clay can take it. If you're honest with him he can take it." I nodded and took his hands and took them of my face. "I know that, but I don't think he is going to appreciate my reasons though." My lip began bleeding because I was biting my lip so hard. Nathan looked very confused, very adorable.
"What do you mean Hales." Nathan stood up. He probably had a clue of what I was talking about and wanted to avoid it. I choked back the words and stood up too, passing him on my way out of my room.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the room. In a stupid not so well considered moment of reflex, or something like that I put my hands on his face followed by my lips. His lips were, as corny as it may sound like I had dreamed. I already felt like a groupie thanks to the very much embarrassing wet dream. So silly.
I pulled away landing on my feet and looked down at my feet. "Sorry." I wiped a tear from my cheek and walked without another word out of my bedroom.
No way back... Echoed through my head. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialled Brooke's number but Brooke didn't pick up. In pure panic I hid in laundry room beside the dryer. I sat on the floor, knees pulled up head in my lap, I was afraid I might throw up if I got into a car right now.
I heard Nathan moved around in the house. Good guess he was looking for me and I had made a complete fool of myself.
Then my phone went off, because Brooke had sent me a text, saying; 'What's up?'
I texted her back 'Kissed Nathan.. hiding in the laundry room.. I know it's pathetic.'

I leaned my head against the dryer and closed my eyes, which wasn't helping because now the images of the last week were flashing on the inside of my eyelids. My dream, walking in on Nathan and Taylor, Clay all of it. Tears were running down my cheeks again.

The door opened and I duck in. "Haley... come here." He stretched an arm out to me. I took an deep breath and stood up. He sat me down in the kitchen and gave me a cup of tea. "I'm sorry." I said for the tenth time wiping the remaining tears from my cheeks. My cheeks were red from the wiping. I could see Nathan had trouble talking about it too. He looked really good in his gray long sleeved shirt. Oh that wasn't helping. He came to sit next to me, putting a strand of hair behind my ear. I sighed frustrated, "Not helping Nathan." He smiled. "Sorry"
This was going to be awkward. I sipped from my tea I held on to the cup tightly, I was afraid if I let it go I would lose control of reality completely. I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I would appreciate it if you didn't tell Taylor." He nodded and smiled. "It's okay Hales, I know I'm pretty damn sexy." He grinned. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "Not Fair." I told him suppressing a smile.

That weekend I sat with Brook in Galeotti's for lunch. "Oh Honey.." Brooke began. That was after Brooke had finally stopped laughing. "Don't honey me Brooke, It's embarrassing I live in one house with the guy. He's married to my sister!" I buried my face in my hands once again. "what did Taylor say." Brooke grinned. I groaned 'Well if you don't mind I asked Nathan not to tell her."

"was that before or after you hid in the laundry room?" She laughed. I picked up my napkin and threw it at Brooke. "I made a complete fool of myself Brooke that is far from funny." Brooke tried suppress a giggle, but wasn't doing a very good job. "I'm sorry Hales, it's just you could have told him that a little more subtle." I moved my food around a little. I wasn't hungry anymore, I actually felt like vomiting. I stared to the table clenching my glass of water between my hands.

"Hales." Brooke whispered and she shook my shoulder. "Why are you whispering?" I groaned.
"Perhaps you should do fresh up in the ladies room." Brooke urged.

"Brooke I'm fine." I sipped of my water...

I really didn't want to go home and face Nathan after everything that happened last week, but if Brooke kept this up I wasn't going to stick around with her.

"Haley?" A voice came up behind me. I choked in the water I was about the swallow. "Clay." Brooke shrugged from the other side of the table. "I called Nathan." He told me. "He told me you were here." I nodded. Great Nathan rat me out to Clay after everything that happened that week. I wondered whether the guy had sawdust instead of brains, which would go perfectly with the athlete part. Dumb.

"Oh well.." I mumbled. "We need to talk Haley, because you seemed more than happy and then we slept together and all of the sudden you ignore my calls and you're never home or you're ill. Haley I'm not an idiot. I like you.. A lot."

Brooke giggled from the other side of the table. "I think that makes you an idiot." Brooke said under her breath.
My brain was working on top speed, but I was clueless. "What do you want me to say, other than that you're probably the most stalkerazzi kind of guy I have ever dated." I chuckled. Clay sighed and drew up a chair. "Hales, I like you, heck, I fell in love with you. But I don't think you feel the same?"

Just be honest and tell him the truth, I thought to myself. Like Nathan said, he'll appreciate my honesty more than if I keep him dangling. "You're r –" "Actually she just told me she's madly crushed out." Brooke answered before I could answer him. Heck, she was telling the truth but not the kind of truth Clay wanted to hear. Well if she brought it like this, yeah of course he wanted to hear that, but that was only half the truth.
He smiled, like a blind man seeing the sun. "Really?" I nodded and smiled as bright as I could. "How about we celebrate?"He grinned. He really was a sweet guy, but I vaguely recall mentioning that before.
"Tomorrow?" I nodded. "That's perfect, what time?" He took my face and kissed me. "Mmh, 8 O'clock?" I smiled and again. That was why it was different, I mean between Clay and Nathan, for me at least it was. When Nathan told me something or he grinned, I smiled because he made me smile, not because it was polite to smile. Nathan made me smile. God that sounded corny.
"Well, I'll let you girls continue Lunch, I'll pick you up at 8," Clay kissed me again and then left.
"I just saved you butt." Brooke grinned.

I turned my key in the lock and opened the front door. Saturday afternoon, I figured no one was home so I had enough time to do some song writing. I couldn't compose with other people around, other than Jasper.
"Haley!" Jasper yelled and waddled over to me. "Hi little man." I stroked his hair and patted his butt, before looking up to see how was babysitting him. "Hi Hales.. had a good lunch." How could he act so non embarrassed after what I told him! "hey" I said I picked the boy up. "Why aren't you in bed for your nap?" I asked the boy. The Boy pointed at Nathan. "He said I didn't have to."
"Hey! Do you remember what else I told you.. Not to you Haley or your mom, remember."

I rolled my eyes as Jasper shrugged. "Ugh ,Men." I groaned and headed to the staircase. "Come on little man." I took Jasper upstairs and put him in bed.

I was about to head downstairs when something in me stopped me. Nathan. I was protective of my heart, going down was going to hurt like hell. Because it had been hurting like hell ever since I told him. I skipped downstairs, trying not to give him any attention. I grabbed my stuff and was about to head upstairs. "Is it so bad you can't even look at me?" He grinned. I glared at him hurtful and proceeded. "It's not funny Nathan." I told him. "I'm going to shower don't forget to wake Jazz in an hour."
I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. I repeated Brooke words in my head. "He's a guy, He's not worth it. He's a guy He's not worth it. He's a guy He's not worth it." I whispered as I took off my clothes and turned on the hot water. I tried to move my thoughts to Clay. My... boyfriend. I could barely think the word without it making me sick to my stomach.

"Cut it out Hales...." I told myself. While the hot water ran over my back the door of my bathroom opened. "Hales?" His voice called. "What the heck are you doing in my bathroom?" I yelled, he worked on my nerves. "Don't you mean my bathroom.. my house my bathroom." He grinned. He was abusing knowledge I gave him that hurt me and it was annoying. "Wipe that stupid smile of you face!" I snapped. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my knees from buckling, while I washed my hair. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to use ... your feelings against you." I whipped some of the condensation of the shower window. He was pondering over what to say or how to bring it. "I wanted to tell you... that I ... Understand. I didn't mean to embarrass you." He said.

I bit my lip to keep myself from flipping out. "Very noble." I snapped. I ran the hot water through my hair, and washed out the shampoo. "That's not what I mean. I mean I understand how you feel, but ..." I caught my breath in time , so I didn't pass out. I tried to wrapped my mind around what he was saying. "... Taylor, Hales... Taylor."

I turned off the water and grabbed the two towels I got ready. One I wrapped around my hair and the other I wrapped tightly around my body , slowly I pushed open the shower door, looking at the ground I passed Nathan out of the bathroom. "I'm sorry Hales." He said and took the bathroom door to the hall and left. I dropped my towel to the floor and put on my bathrobe, while I looked for clean underwear and clothes. I grabbed a pair of panties and a bra from a shelve in my closet and stepped into the panties. I wasn't sure to be happy or angry, because knowing he wanted me too but we couldn't be because of Taylor, or that I should be sad or insulted. I took off my bathrobe to put on my bra. "Hales." He startled me and I pulled up the bathrobe in front of my chest. "Jesus Nathan!" I yelled. "You scared the crap out of me." I tried to coordinate the bathrobe I had tucked around my chest. "don't bother I already saw you." He smiled, grinned actually. I sighed; "What do you want Nathan?" I asked I had a hard time keeping my voice even, and it broke at his name. "I was thinking, how ... about what I said and about Taylor and my marriage...." I took my bra and walked into the bathroom to put it on. "What about it Nathan, What is it that you're doing here. Haven't had your laugh, you know I'm dating Clay right. We're going on a date Sunday." I came back from the bathroom in my bathrobe and grabbed my clothes and put them on with my back to Nathan.

"Oh, you and Clay are going out again." He had regained himself. "What I wanted to say, is just that you're not the only one who has a problem with wrong feelings. I thought that when Taylor and I got married the feelings would come eventually, but then there was you.. all the time." I swallowed and forced the lump in my throat down.

I buttoned up my blouse and brushed my wet hair after I cleaned up my towels and dirty clothes. "What do you want me to tell you, Nathan! I can't tell you anything you know that. That is the problem. Taylor is my sister, focus on her, she cares for you. You should go."

"Hales I'm Sorry you know– " "Get out!" I snapped. He sighed and opened his mouth to say something else. 'Get. Out. Now!" I yelled, I was sure that if he stayed around I would do things I might regret, like jumping his bones. "What's going on here?" Taylor asked as she walked in. In a moment of reflex I answered; "Nathan was hitting on me." Taylor glared at Nathan and then stormed out of the room without a word. Nathan looked at me stunned. "Sorry."I whispered.

He turned around and walked after Taylor. "Taylor! She's overreacting!" I chuckled lightly. That would keep him busy, while I thought about what Nathan had just told me.

After half an hour I decided to wake Jasper. When the boy was all up and dressed I followed him downstairs where Taylor and Nathan were talking. I put up a kettle of water for tea and poured Jazz some lemonade and gave him a cookie. When the water boiled I asked: "Tay? Tea?" She nodded and continued her conversation with Nathan. I didn't listen I figured it was easier to get over him if I wasn't aware of him all the time. Easier said than done.

Mental Note: Married Guys named Nathan Scott are hot. Thinking about your brother in law this way not helping, seriously UNHEALTHY

Taylor suddenly kissed his lips and he kissed her back. 'Got to go, bye." She got up grabbed her coat and purse and passed me. 'Bye Hales, I'm out for dinner with some friends, keep an eye on my men would you." She winked, God if she only knew how I got my eye on him.

When she shut the door behind her and the gravel on the driveway crunched under her tires, Nathan stood up from the couch and walked over to me. He grabbed my hips and lifted me onto the kitchen counter. He crushed his lips to my and felt with his hand up my torso. I pulled away and gasped. 'Nathan!' I called out. I was stunned.
I lifted my hand to push him away, but my hands were in his. "I want you Haley." He told me. "Every time you speak of Clay, I feel Jealous. Every day you come downstairs in you fuzzy Pyjamas with a bed head, I just want to kiss you." He brought his lips to mine again. His lips were warm and soft on mine, begging for entrance to my mouth while he rubbed circles on my thighs with his thumbs. I gasped as he moved his big hand up my torso again and granted his request for entrance. While his tongue entered my mouth, and vice versa I wrapped my arms around his neck and drove my fingers through his hair. He groaned and moved up his hands under my shirt. I moaned and pulled away again. "What's wrong?" He asked. And by the expression on his face I could see he wished he'd never asked. "This is wrong Nathan. You just said it yourself." He brought his lips to my ear and kissed my neck right under my ear. My breath caught in my throat, "Pinch me tell me I'm not dreaming." I breathed. He brought his lips to mine and bit my lip, hard grasping it. "You're not dreaming this is real." His words echoed in my ears . "real.. real.. real"

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