Hey here I am again! I wanted to thank you for all the love folks, especially after all this time. So I decided that I'm going to respond to all of you who didn't have an account here.

allison : I'm really happy that you loved Naley's date so far, and yeah Nathan became a real gentleman. You're gonna see in this chapter if Lucas knew about it or not.
Denise : Clay always have been here for her and it's not going to change.

Aure : I'm really happy that you like my story and Naley. And you're right Lucas has to grow up especially in the situation we'll see if he will.
Nomie : Yes Jake did know about Haley and Damien since he was in Princeton with them but he don't knw about the whole thing. I wanted to Nate and Jake get along, they're going to be good friends. It's great that you love Brathan sibling relationship. Yep Brooke is pregnant!
Jennifer : It's really nice of you to take the time to read my story. I know that I made a lot of gramatical mistakes and that the structure of my sentences isn't that great but I'm working on it. You know I'm french and english is not my first language so I hope you'll forgive me and that you'll continue to read my story. Glad you like Brucas though.
Guest : Happy that you like Naley's date and you'll see if Haley's going to be the love of his life but you know I like happy end so...

Okay here's the next chapter it has some MATURE SEXUAL CONTENTS

So you've been warned.

Good reading!

"Brooke." Clay said compassionately.

"I know." She simply replied.

"Does he know?"

"No, and he won't!"

"What do you mean? Do you want to... you know..." He insinuated.

Brooke looked at him with teary eyes. Talking about it out loud made it so real, she didn't realize until now how messed up the situation was.

"I really don't know what I'm gonna do."

"But you know that if you keep it, you'll have to tell him, I mean he's the father, you can't..."

"First of all, I don't know if I'm gonna keep it. Second of all, I don't want to speak to him, ever!"

"You realize that your brother is with his best friend, right? Sooner or later he'll find out."

"I don't fucking care as long as I don't have to speak to him!"

"I don't know Brooke, if I was him..." He tried to find his words but then he saw how upset she was.

"Never mind. Come here." He resigned as he took her in his arms.

"How far are you?"

"I don't know, I just peed on some sticks!"

"Brooke! You need to see a doctor."

Brooke stayed silent as she stayed in Clay's arms. Her life did a complete 180 and Clay was right here for her, just like he always has been. She looked up into Clay's blue eyes and smiled weakly.

"If I was reasonable, we would have been together and happy for years now."

"Oh come on Brooke! We all know that reasonable is not the characteristic that defines you the best. Plus like you say yourself, you're so far out of my league." Clay joked.

"Yeah because every guy I dated were so worthy." She said sarcastically as she was rolling her eyes.

"You have a point here... Oh my god you have terrible tastes!"

"Shut up!" She said as she hit his arm. "Maybe we'd be great together, maybe I'd be finally happy."

"You wouldn't." He simply replied.

"Why not?"

"Because you don't love me. Well at least not that way."

"Maybe I could learn to love you." She said causing him a sigh.

"You know I wish... I'm not an expert in these things but... I'm pretty sure love is not a thing to learn."

Clay was still holding her, caressing her hair as her eyes were closed, then she smiled devilishly.

"You're probably right. Besides I'm subjected to your harassment for 7 years now, so if we were meant to be I guess I'd act like a lovesick teenager right now."

"Ouch! That was harsh!" He said smiling, happy that she had still the strength to mock him. "Joking aside, when are you gonna tell to Nate?" He asked in a serious tone.

"Is it really necessary?"

"I'm afraid yes... Hey! You know 6 years ago he was in a situation not so different of yours. Victoire and him weren't sure about having a baby, I remember they were so young and Nate totally freaked out. I think you need to tell him, he'll know what to say, he'll find something to help you to make a decision, I'm sure about it."

"Clay."

"Yeah?"

"6 years ago, what did you tell him, to Nate?"

"I told him that he loved Victoire more than anyone and that for a reason that I couldn't explain and as crazy as it sounded at the time, she loved him even more so it'd be okay."

"Yeah... too bad that I'm the only one who is in love here." Brooke replied with a sigh, huddling closer into Clay's chest.

"Are you out of your mind? You do remember that it's October right!" Haley yelled at Nathan who was laughing.

"You think this is funny? I hope you're laughing when I'll be dead because I'd catch a pneumonia."

"I'm sorry but all I can think about is that you'll have to take off your wet dress." He said as he smirked.

"Oh yeah?"

Haley was totally teasing him. She walked in a very sexy way towards him, then she put her arms around Nathan's neck and kissed him hard. His hands slowly made its way down her back when she pulled him apart. The moon glistened over the water and candle light surrounded them.

"Don't stop!" He begged as he crashed his lips on hers again while Haley was shivering. "Oh my God! You're freezing! I'm sorry let's go inside, I'm gonna see if I can find some clothes." Nathan apologized.

As soon as they got inside, Haley dashed to Nathan's room as he started a fire in the lounge. He soon turned around to see Haley wearing nothing but his old Yale t-shirt.

"Throwing you in the ocean : best idea ever!"

Haley wasn't paying attention to Nathan's words at the moment. She was mesmerized at the place he had brought her to. Everything was so posh and classic. It made her want to curl up under a blanket with Nathan and never leave.

"It's fantastic here! We don't build these kinds of places anymore." She said in amazement.

"I always thought it was too much."

"You're kidding! These high vaulted ceilings, the molding, the beams... It has a lot of character, this place has a soul. If I owned this place I'd never left it."

"You'd love the mansion-house in Paris."

"Of course you have a mansion-house in Paris!"

"Well Gracie's french too and she had her family who lived here so I thought it was important to buy something over there. Have you ever been to Paris?"

"Never."

"This city is just pure magic, nothing less."

"Maybe one day I'd have the chance to go there."

"I'll make sure of that." Nathan promised as he captured her lips.

Slowly he began kissing his way lower and sucking a spot on her neck.

"God! I want you so fucking bad Hales!"

5 minutes ago Haley was freezing. Now she couldn't get any hotter. The fact he said that he wanted her and called her by her nickname without forgetting he was sucking her neck totally turned her on.

"Don't you have to cook something?" She asked trying to regain some control.

"Yeah you're right!"

It was really hard for him to restrain himself but obviously Haley wasn't comfortable to be intimate with him again, at least that's what he thought, and the last thing he wanted was to rush her. He knew that it was his chance, that Haley was his chance to be happy again, and he wasn't going to blow it. No, he was going to treasure her instead.

"So what are we going to eat?"

"La surprise du chef." (1) He replied in french.

"Oh Lord! Stop talking in french, I can't handle it."

Suddenly Haley pictured Nathan making love to her on a grand piano as he was whispering some french words in her ear. Lost in her fantasy, a moan escaped of her mouth.

"I hope you're thinking of me." He said as he smirked.

"Not at all. Wipe off that supid smirk of your face!" She commanded him as she was biting her lower lip.

"I've noticed something."

"What?"

"When you're lying you do this thing, you know biting your lower lip. So I'm pretty sure you were thinking of me. Tell me about it." He asked her.

"God! I hate myself!"

She was infuriated and the more she was the more he laughed.

"So?"

"Promise you're not going to laugh!"

"Pinky swear!" He swore as they entwined their pinky fingers.

"You were taking me on a piano and speaking to me in french." She confessed as she was blushing. "So? you want me too."

"Maybe." He grabbed her by the arm without warning her.

"Where are we going?"

They were running through the house. Haley was about to complain when they finally stopped in the library but more importantly there was a piano in the middle of the room.

"You're a pig!"

"Says the girl who imagined it in the first place." He mocked her.

"Play me something you idiot!" She commanded him.

"What do you want me to play?"

"I don't know, whatever you want."

He sat at the piano as Haley sat on the piano itself, her naked legs swinging. He began to play a few notes and Haley recognized the melody immediately.

"I heard that it was your depressing song let's make it your happy song." He said as he continued to play. Haley was smiling.

When you try your best but you don't succeed

Haley closed her eyes, Nathan's voice flowing through the room. He wasn't that bad of a singer. She could listen to him sing this song to her all day.

When you get what you want but not what you need

When you feel so tired but you can't sleep

Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face

When you lose something you can't replace

When you love someone but it goes to waste

Could it be worse?

Nathan looked up as Haley briefly opened her eyes. He smiled as he continued to play.

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

Haley started to smile as she looked into his blue eyes. This moment couldn't get any better.

And high up above or down below

When you're too in love to let it go

But if you never try you'll never know

Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

When the rhythm of the song quickened, he started to play like there was no tomorrow a la Chris Martin and gave all he's got.

"Come on sing with me!" He spoke louder so that Haley could hear him.

"No way. I don't sing."

"Come on! it'll be fun."

Tears stream down your face

When you lose something you cannot replace

Tears stream down your face

And I

Tears stream down your face

I promise you I will learn from my mistakes

Tears stream down your face

And I

Lights will guide you home

They finally sang/yelled together over the music. And for the first time in years the stressed, workaholic Haley and the devastated, grieving Nathan just let it go. Just the two of them and a piano was enough to live a moment, the kind that is like pure heroin, that they'll never forget.

Nathan played the last notes. They were laughing out loud, euphoric as they were trying to catch their breath when Nathan looked into her eyes more deeply, amazed by her laugh.

"What?"

"J'ai envie de toi!"(2) He said huskily with an accent that every single french girl would have died for.

"Oh boy!" She didn't have any idea of what did he say but found him very attractive.

"Putain qu'est-ce que t'es belle!"(3)

Haley couldn't wait any longer. She needed him, and she needed him now. She removed the Yale t-shirt leaving her completely naked. His eyes were completely transfixed on her. He took her by the waist to put her onto the keyboard thus a few notes resounded all over the room. He took off his clothes wanting to be naked just like her. Nathan was completely wrapped up in everything about her, especially the sounds she was making. She was arching her back into him and he could feel her hardened nipples poking into his chest. He bit her shoulder utterly intoxicated by her Coco Mademoiselle perfume. His hands slowly ran down her perfect body touching nothing but skin. Haley's breath quickened with each touch. With every second passed her center was aching more, it was a delicious torture. Her hand reached down to stroke his length, smiling as she felt him instantly growing.

"Speak to me." She begged him.

"Ta peau est si douce."(4) He continued to murmur in French, determined to realize her own fantasy.

He kneeled down and placed his head in front of her chore, then he hooked her legs around his shoulders and started licking her gently causing her a moan.

"It's so good!"

God she sounds fucking sexy! He thought to himself.

He plunged a finger inside of her as he was still licking and nibbling her

"More." She commanded him, well more like begged him.

Nathan could feel her tighten up around his fingers and couldn't help but smirk at her. He moved his fingers in and out of her, being sure to hit that same spot repeatedly.

"Nathan..." She moaned knowing her release coming quick.

"Come for me babe!" Nathan hardly finished his sentence that she cried out his name again.

"You're very good at this you know?" She managed to say after her breathing came back to normal.

"You're not going to find someone better!" He said cockily.

"You're so conceited!"

"Does it mean that you want me to leave you alone?" He teased her.

"No weirdly your cockiness turn me on!" She confessed, regretting instantly what she said.

"Oh I know that already!" He said as she rolled her eyes.

He couldn't fight it any more. He wanted to take her again like he had a couple of weeks ago. The sexual energy he was feeling was coursing through him relentlessly and his body was responding in the only way it knew how.

"I need you to say it Hales, tell me you want this." Nathan said as he stared into her deep brown eyes.

"I want you, I need you inside of me."

It was all he needed to hear, he layed her on the ground and spread her legs. With one thrust he plunged himself deeply inside of her. She closed her eyes as she buried her face in the hollow of his shoulder. He could feel the heat of her breath.

"Fuck! You're so fucking tight." He groaned as he started to move his hips in and out of her.

She couldn't think straight as he was hitting a particularly sensitive spot. She was breathing sharp and fast. He was changing the angle of his hips slightly going even faster. He couldn't get enough of her, he wanted to feel her completely. He placed a series of kisses on her cleavage as she wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips towards him to make him go even deeper if it was possible. He could feel her body tighten so he forced her to look at him. He wanted to see her when he'd send her to her climax.

"Nathan!" She cried out as she felt the full blown waves causing her to explode.

She softly moaned his name again and again as her orgasm continued to rip through every single inch of her body, making her tremble and shiver involuntarily underneath him, while he was still gazing at her in complete amazement. He continued to drive into her at a furious pace, before stilling his movements and leaning his head on the ground above her shoulder as he found his own release, her name dripping off his lips as he stilled his movements and rested his head just above her shoulder. He waited a few moments before his breathing calmed down slightly and placed a single kiss on the top of her shoulder before he rolled next to her.

"What does it mean?" Haley asked about the french sentence 'Je construirai un empire juste pour ton sourire' he had tattooed on his left arm. She had already noticed it but she didn't had the chance to ask him.

"It means that I'd build an empire just for your smile."

"It's beautiful. You're just like your sister. You're a hopeless romantic, aren't you?" She laughed at him.

"Not at all, it's bullshit! But I believe in love. You know someone told me once that life was for living and I guess I've forgot it lately, I won't waste it anymore, I'm going to fully live my life, it's just that I don't want to live it alone."

The problem was that Haley didn't believe in love, she thought it was just a chemical reaction of the brain and a heartbeat acceleration. She didn't know yet how much the man who in front of her would try to prove her wrong. But will she be ready?

"Speaking of Brooke, I'm really worried about her. She's miserable? Did she speak to you?"

"She called me a few days ago. She's a mess, she really needs you right now."

"Do you know who is the fucking bastard?" He asked her.

"Yeah, but I'm not gonna tell you. Just talk to her."

"I tried but she don't want to tell me who it is." He said with disappointment in his voice.

"Because she knows that you're gonna lose your temper and end up kicking his ass or worse."

"You're probably right but still she's my little sister, I feel responsible for her."

"I understand but she's a big girl, it's gonna be okay, trust me." She tried to reassure him.

"I wish I could but with her history I really doubt it."

They stayed in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, lying on the ground and looked at each other right in the eyes.

"I'm exausted!" Haley broke the silence.

"Oh! I've almost forgot!" He said as he suddenly stood up and picked up his clothes on the floor. He got dressed very quickly and disappeared before he came back a few minutes later with a light blue Tiffany & co gift-wrapped parcel. "It's for you." He said as he gave it to her.

"You shouldn't have." Haley said as she turned the gift over in her hand.

"Just open it." Nathan told her with a smile.

Haley unwrapped it with precaution as Nathan waited for her reaction.

"Oh my god!" She said in shock.

"What? You don't like it?" He asked, worried.

"I can't accept that, this is way too much! You're a crazy person." She said as she looked at the Tiffany enchantment diamond bracelet knowing it cost at least 10,000 dollars.

"So you don't like it?"

"You're kidding? It's beautiful! It's just... I can't." Haley replied, pushing her hand toward him.

"I don't see what the problem is, you like it and this is perfect on you. Plus it's better than flowers don't you think?" He said as he finished to put the bracelet on his wrist.

Nathan's family had a lot of money and 10 life times wouldn't be enough to spend it. It was just a trinket for him.

"Take your time! I'm gonna cook us something good." He said before he kissed her and disappeared again.

"I didn't say that I'll keep it!" Haley said loudly while he was exiting from the room.

"We'll see about that!" He said out loud in the corridor.

"I'm gonna throw up!" Brooke said as she was running towards the bathroom.

"Do you need some help?" Clay followed her.

She kneeled down at the toilet while Clay held her hair with a disgusted look on his face.

"Why is it called morning sickness if I'm sick all the fucking day long?" She complained. She immediately grabbed her toothbrush.

"We should call your brother, it'd be easier for you to tell him on the phone." Clay suggested.

"I'm not going to ruin his date. He's finally happy after all those years."

"You're right. He deserves it. I should stay with you when you're gonna tell him."

"Maybe Peyton could be here too." Brooke suggested.

"Good idea as a back-up." Clay replied.

An hour later, Peyton and Jake arrived at the Scott's penthouse.

"It's like there's an emergency everyday! What is it this time?" Peyton asked. She didn't bother to say hello.

"Nothing. I'm just pregnant." She said nonchalantly.

"Yeah right. No big deal. So Clay how're you doing?"

"Well, I'm fi..." Clay started to say before Peyton cut him off.

"Whatever. Brooke is fucking pregnant!" Peyton snapped.

"How is it possible? I mean you're on the pill and he wrapped his sausage, didn't he?"

"Wow! Classy Babe." Jake said.

"I guess nothing is 100% sure. And Jaglieski you're going to shut your mouth okay?" Brooke warned Jake.

"What? He doesn't know?" Jake asked.

"No. And I want to keep it that way." Brooke admitted.

"This is crazy. Luke is maybe an idiot sometimes but I'm sure that if he knew..." Jake said, trying to reason with Brooke before being cut off.

"If you tell him, I'll have to talk to him and I really don't want to do that. Just please don't tell him." She begged him as he nodded not so sure that he could not tell him.

"Thanks. Besides If you speak I'll cut your throat in your sleep!" She threatened him.

"So you're not gonna keep it?" Peyton asked.

"I don't know." Brooke replied warily.

"But you said that you didn't want him to know. If you keep it, very soon it'll show." Peyton pointed out.

"I just need some time to figure it out."

"But..."

"For fucks sake Peyton, just leave me alone with your questions. I don't have a fucking clue okay? I called you because I just need some support. I want you here tomorrow morning when I'll speak to Nathan."

"Okay I'll be here." Peyton replied silently.

The last thing she wanted to was upset her best friend in her time of need. Clay moved to the side as Peyton took her place behind Brooke, holding her hair as Brooke's face disappeared into the toilet bowl.

Later in the evening, Peyton and Jake were in SoHo in Peyton's loft. She was on top of him in her bed. He devoured her lips as she was unbottoning his shirt.

"What were they thinking?" Peyton interrupted him.

"What?" He didn't get any idea of what she was talking about.

"They knew each other just for a few months and even if they were together and married, 50% of couples split up." Peyton continued.

"You're talking about Brooke and Lucas." He sighed disappointed knowing they won't finish their make out session. He rolled off of her, straightening out his shirt.

"It's irresponsible. I mean if she keeps the baby... Poor kid."

"Maybe they'll figure it out, maybe they'll come back together." Jake always have been an optimist.

"Or they won't." Peyton retorted.

"So? Lots of kids grow up with divorced parents, and they survive."

"They shouldn't have to. Plus with the economic situation..."

"I read Forbes, the Scotts are one of the oldest and richest families of the country. I'm pretty sure she can afford everything a child needs. She could even adopt an entire orphanage!" Jake joked.

"And what about the fact that our planet is utterly fucked up. No really I can't understand people who want children these days." She finally confessed.

"Well..." Jake trailed off.

Peyton saw Jake's disconcerted face. "You want a child?" She asked.

"I've never thought about it... I don't know." He sighed.

Peyton grew silent and rolled over without saying a word. Jake sighed, laying on his back as he looked at the ceiling. Jake couldn't sleep, haunted by the conversation he had with Peyton. He was so sure that she was the one, he really was in love with her, but knowing that she categorically didn't want kids upset him. He didn't know why though, he wasn't the kind of guy who particularly liked kids, he even disliked most of them, but the fact that it was a possibility was reassuring. He wasn't sure he could live without being a dad one day. Could he make this sacrifice for her?

chef's surrprise

I want you

You're fucking beautiful

Your skin is so smooth

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