Chapter 21: Makeup Sex

"Luke, there's actually something I wanted to talk to you about.."

"Oh God Hales, please tell me you're not pregnant."

"Oh God no! Not yet at least. I would like to make it through the wedding first." Haley laughed when Lucas let out a sigh of relief. "But promise me you won't think I'm crazy?"

"I can't promise that because you are already a little crazy Hales but in a good way, and that's why I love you." He playfully jabbed her in the shoulder as she rolled her eyes.

"Be serious Lucas!"

"Okay, okay! I promise. Now, what's going on?"

"I think Dan killed Chris…" Lucas's jaw dropped and Haley regretted saying anything at that moment. Maybe she was alone in this, but it felt good to tell someone.

"Luke can you please say something now and stop staring at me like I'm crazy?" Haley instantly regretted telling Lucas about her thoughts involving Dan and Chris. She knew he was going to react like this but come on. It was Dan Scott they were talking about, how could he not be surprised that Dan killed someone else. He was a monster.

"Hales, I mean I know Dan's a bastard and killed Keith but this is a serious accusation. Besides, why would Dan kill Chris of all people?" Lucas looked at Haley, trying not to let her know that he thought she was losing it. It didn't make sense for Dan to want to kill Chris. Chris was just Chris and that was it. There was nothing special about him.

"I know it's weird, I know. But Dan has been threatening me for a long time Lucas and Chris is the one who saved me at the lake house. Maybe Dan killed Chris because he was in the way? This is Dan Scott after all and he thinks I'm distracting his golden son from following his dreams." Haley bit her tongue when she finished, forgetting for that split second that Lucas was Dan's son too.

"I mean, I hate Dan as much as the next person and I get what you're saying Hales but I don't know. Chris Keller? I mean, no one even liked that jackass. Why would Dan go after him?"

"Hey, Chris and I were friends Luke and because Chris saved me so he would be "in the way" of him destroying Nathan and I."

"I get that, I do, but it seems extreme to me. I wouldn't mind helping you find some evidence."

"I knew you would think I was crazy."

"Aw come on Hales, don't do that. I never said you were crazy." Lucas defended himself, really not wanting to get into any argument with Haley after the fun day that they had.

"Whatever. What did you want to tell me anyways Luke? Something about a name?"

"Oh yes! Well Brooke and I decided on a name and I think you're going to like it. Keith Davis Scott." Haley felt tears form in her eyes at the memory of Keith and got up and instantly went over to hug Lucas. They may have lost Keith, but they were being graced with another life and Keith was the perfect name for Lucas and Brooke's blessing.

- Friends First then Love -

Nathan didn't know how he ended up here with Clay but somehow he did. They were both sitting at a run down bar by the college, using Nathan's fake ID and Clay's real one ordering drinks and bullshitting about life. Nathan couldn't believe he was using his fake again. He had told Haley that he got rid of it back in high school but the truth was he had paid enough money for it that he couldn't part with it. He didn't use it often, it had been quite some time since the last time he used it but he wanted to look cool around Clay. Clay seemed like a legit dude who really wanted to help Nathan get to the NBA and he respected that.

"So, how long have you had that fake for?" Clay asked, taking a sip of his beer. Nathan's eyes bugged out of his head.

"Shh dude don't say that so loud. I don't want to get kicked out." Nathan peered around making sure no one was listening and took a sip of his beer, finishing it off and slamming it down on the bar.

"Oh please Nate. This is a run down college bar. I can guarantee you that at least half the people who come here have fakes." Clay reassured Nathan as he signaled the bartender to send them another two beers.

"I've had it for a while. Haley doesn't know I still have it though so let's not tell her."

"Haley? Whose Haley? Is she cute?"

"My fiancée man! And yes, but she has a sister your age that I'm sure you would totally dig."

"Hook me up then!" Clay and Nathan laughed, as they continued to joke around.

"But seriously, keep me in mind. Now, tell me more about Nathan Scott."

"There's not much man. My dad's a bastard, I'm engaged and terrified, and broke. Basketball is my escape and I'm damn good at it too."

"Why are you terrified about being engaged? You and Haley seem pretty happy, she seems like a sweet girl Nate." Clay liked Nathan; he was cool. He wanted to sign him but he needed to earn his degree first. He figured he would get to know Nathan now, and start networking for him within the next couple of months. It didn't hurt to start his agency off early and there was no way that Nathan wasn't going to make it to the NBA. He was good, really good.

"I don't know man. I love Haley and I know she's the one for me but my parents marriage sucked and I don't want to be that guy my dad was. And I just want to be able to provide for Haley and I can't do that right now when we are both broke. The only reason we have an apartment is because my mom helped, just like she is for the wedding too." This was the first time Nathan was ever telling anyone about his doubts and he was surprised that it was with a complete stranger almost. It was nice to confide in someone who wasn't part of their friend group, whose opinion would be unbiased.

"Hey man, that's okay. The struggle is part of life. I can already tell you're not like your father because of how self-conscience you are about it. You and Haley will figure things out. Every new couple starts off rough, it's just how it is and you guys are young. You have your entire lives to make money and live in a big fancy house. It'll come man, trust me."

"Thanks man, I appreciate that." Nathan said, as he lifted his beer tapping it with Clay's and taking a swig.

After quite a few beers, Nathan decided it was time to stop. His head was already beginning to feel fuzzy and he didn't want to go home to Haley completely wasted. He knew he had been drinking more lately, with all of the drama going on, and he knew that he could be quite the ass when he was intoxicated. He didn't want to go home and disappoint Haley, yet again. Luckily, he had already brought his car home before him and Clay went out so Clay was more than willing to bring him home.

His phone began to ring and he looked down to see Haley's picture and her number coming up on the screen. She was probably wondering where he was. He was surprised she was home already, he thought she might want to stay a little longer in Tree Hill.

"Hey Hales." Nathan did his best to not show any hint of having been drinking when he picked up the phone.

"Hey Nathan, where are you?"

"Oh, just out with Clay. Remember I told you about him? The sport agent guy I met at Duke?"

"Yeah, I remember. Listen, when are you coming home? We were supposed to have an appointment with the catering company about the wedding. Did you forget?" Shit. Nathan had completely forgotten about this meeting even though Haley had reminded him several times and even packed a post it reminder into his lunch bags to remind him. He was so caught up with Clay that he lost track of time.

"No, no of course not. I'll be right there."

"It's too late. The appointment was an hour ago. I didn't call because I figured you would be there since you left Tree Hill before me. Did you not see the note I left you in your bag?"

"I saw it, I just must have lost track of time. I'm so sorry Hales." Nathan had dug yet another hole with Haley. He sucked when it came to this whole wedding planning thing. The only thing he knew about the wedding was the date, the venue and the theme. He had somehow managed to miss every other appointment that Haley made for them so the rest was going to be a surprise.

"Forget it. I already took care of it. I don't get how you continuously just "lose track of time" Nathan."

"I was out with Clay.."

"Sure, blame it on Clay. Whatever, I don't want to fight. When are you coming home?"

"Soon. Clay is just finishing his drink and we will be on our way."

"Okay. I'll see you at home then."

"I love you Hales."

"Yeah, I know." Haley clicked off and hung up. She was so frustrated with Nathan. It seemed that no matter what she did to remind him, he was constantly forgetting about all of their wedding related appointments and she was tired of it. At this point she wouldn't have been surprised if he had just been doing this intentionally. She knew Nathan was bad at remembering events, but he remembered everything about her and what she liked. So why was it so hard for him to remember about the appointments that they had? He probably didn't even know what the wedding food was going to be, seeing as he missed both the catering and the cake appointments. And it's not like she had time to wait for him. October was coming quickly and so was the start of school. They were going to be so wrapped up in classes that she wanted his help and to get it over with now, so that they could avoid all of this. Clearly, that wasn't working too well.

Nathan knew he had fucked up, again. He couldn't believe that he had forgotten about the damn catering appointment even when Haley had left him hundreds of post it notes reminding him. He was so caught up with Clay talking about basketball, and life that he didn't even realize the time. He knew as much as he wanted to blame it on Clay, that he couldn't. This was all his own damn fault and there was nothing Clay could do that would fix it. He just prayed that she would be home when he got home, and that he could somehow make it better. He was disappointed but also not surprised when he came home to an empty house and a note on the counter.

Went out with Alex – be back later.

That was it. Short and to the point. There were no hearts or xo's that she did with all her other notes. He sighed, taking the note and throwing it in the trash, setting his gym bag down. Clay had dropped him off so he was alone in his thoughts, and figured he would just sit and wait up until she got home from doing whatever it was that she was doing.

- Friends First then Love-

"Wait, so you're telling me that he forgot about the catering meeting even though you left him a note?" Alex asked, as she took a sip of her drink and stared at Haley. They had gone out to dinner, Haley saying that she needed some sort of girl's night. She had liked Alex when she first met her and all of her friends were back home. It couldn't hurt to make a new friend could it?

"Yeah. And this isn't the first time he's forgotten something involving the wedding Alex. It makes me think that he just doesn't want to marry me anymore. I mean, how forgetful can someone be?" Haley was beyond frustrated. She was just plain irritated.

"You would be surprised. Guys suck at remembering things. Julian is the king of forgetfulness I swear. Him and Nathan would get along great." Alex rolled her eyes and chuckled at her own joke, thankful when she saw a smile play from Haley's lips.

"I just give up. Why should I continue all of this by myself anyways?"

"Because you're Haley James. I'm sure Nathan will come around. He's the one who proposed to you after all, so it's not like he doesn't want to marry you. Guys never really were known for getting into wedding excitement and details. Don't let it destroy your happiness."

"I don't know Alex. He's just so distant lately. I want the old Nathan back."

- Friends First then Love –-

Haley finally came home around midnight. Nathan was on the couch in his pajamas, fighting off sleep and watching the tv when she opened the door and came home. She smiled at him, and headed towards the bathroom so that she could wash her face and head to bed. Nathan turned off the tv and followed her, opening the bathroom door and placing his hands around her waist. She didn't respond.

"I'm sorry Hales. I know I fucked up again.." Haley cut him off. After talking to Alex she decided it wasn't worth the fight. Maybe Alex was right. Maybe she was being too high-maintenance with Nathan.

"It's fine, I get it. Wedding planning isn't really your thing. Just try to remember next time when we have something scheduled okay?"

"I promise Hales." He kissed her cheek and then continued down her neck, knowing that it was driving her crazy.

"Stop that! You know what that does to me Nathan Scott."

"I know. But what if I don't want to stop?" He continued to plant kisses down her neck and her collar bone, slowly moving his hands to her breasts and gently grazing them. She felt the fire and desire shoot through her entire body. She quietly moaned at his touch, aching for more. "God, you're so sexy Hales." He murmured in her ear, nibbling at it lightly, spinning her around to face him. Her eyes were filled with hunger and lust.

"I want you." She replied, forcing her lips onto his and passionately kissing him, deepening the kiss as their tongues ached for each other. He lifted her up and sat her down on the bathroom counter, ripping her shirt off of her, and then her bra. Her breasts were exposed and Nathan pulled away, making his way to her left breast and gently sucking on the nipple. She reacted instantly and pulled him in closer, pulling off his shirt and letting her finger linger along the waistband of his pajamas pants as his erection called out for her. He pressed into her, his erection grazing her area, as she moaned slightly begging for more. He reached over and took her pants and underwear off in one swift motion and continued to tease her outside. He took one hand away from her back and let his fingers graze her inner thigh, teasing her some more, making her want him more. He inserted one finger slowly, speeding it up just a little as her body tensed and she reacted. She forcefully took his pajama bottoms off, begging him to enter her as he did slowly, just inserting the tip and thrusting lightly.

"I want you so badly Nathan Scott." She moaned as he continued to kiss her neck, slowly inserting himself more. The more he inched in the faster he thrusted as she clutched onto his back, screaming cries of pleasure. The more she dug her fingernails into his back, the faster he went, as they both exploded into one another, as she shouted his name.

Makeup sex was always the best kind of sex.