Now That I Can't Have You I Want You Even More
*Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill, or the characters, sadly, and anything else in this story that I don't own, yea, I don't own it either.
*Rating: PG-13 for future chapters. Subject to change.
*Authors Note: Not my first fan-fic but my first OTH fic. R&R if you get the chance, I don't mind criticism so flame me or whatever, I don't give a spit.
Chapter 1: No One To Run To
Peyton drummed her fingers on her desk and stared at her latest drawing. It was a picture of a girl, representing her, staring at a guy, representing Lucas, without him noticing. The caption read, "Now that I can't have you I want you even more." She wished she had taken that chance and went for Lucas' heart when she could have. Now he was dating some slut from another school and she would never have him.
Only one good thing had come out of this. At least now Brooke wasn't throwing herself at him, as much anyway, and that gave Peyton a better opportunity. But no matter how much she liked Lucas she didn't have the guts, or the heart, to tear him away from his girlfriend.
*Do I just like him? Or... Is this love? Is love supposed to hurt this much?* She shoved the thought out of her head. Peyton didn't need the added stress of loving an unreachable person. *But this IS love, I do love him.* She had often thought that she loved Nathan but she knew better now. That wasn't love, that was just denial. She had never loved Nathan and she never would, no matter how often he tried to get them back together.
She felt sorry for Haley. That poor, naive girl didn't know what she was getting into. After Brooke spread those rumors about Nathan and Haley, Peyton didn't think that they would ever get together, but now, that couple was inseperable. It was nice to know that her friend (that's what Haley and Peyton were now, friends) could have what she never did with Nathan.
Peyton stole a glance at Lucas. She loved the way his hair was always slightly messed up but his shirts were always perfectly wrinkle-free. It was the little things like that which had caught her eye. The cute little imperfections and the tedious perfections. She couldn't wait until cheerleading practice. She hated being a cheerleader but she couldn't stand to miss an opportunity to see Lucas in one of his wife-beaters, practicing his sport. Or better yet, no shirt at all. She smiled.
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Brooke sniffed loudly. Peyton was obviously staring at Lucas and she couldn't stand it. Sure, Peyton was her friend, but Lucas WOULD be her man if not for that Dare. She didn't think that Peyton would really kiss Lucas. She had screwed it all up. Lucas had wanted Peyton. But Peyton chickened out and he went for another girl.
*He WILL be mine. I don't care what I have to do. If I had been given the chance that Peyton got, then I'd be all over Lucas. It's just like her to flake out.* Brooke smirked in disgust. She turned her attention from Peyton to Haley. *And who the hell does she think she is? Taking Nathan? If I can get Peyton and Nathan back together, I can have Lucas.* It was obvious. Even if Lucas had a girlfriend, he wanted Peyton.
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Lucas felt the seductive eyes of both Brooke and Peyton on his back. And Haley's cold glare. He wished they weren't fighting. Haley had always been his best friend and now his stupid "brother" was tearing them apart. He had to figure out a way to apologize to Haley. But not just yet.
All Lucas had ever wanted was Peyton. He could care less about basketball. He loved the sport but hated the team. The only reason he was even on the team was to see Peyton while she was practicing her cheerleading. He didn't even understand why she was a cheerleader. She was an unsolved mystery to ponder on a rainy day. But in trying to get Peyton, he had gotten Brooke too. The best friend. How he hated her. Sure, Brooke was why he had been able to steal those few kisses from Peyton, but Brooke was the one that was always trying to tear him and Peyton apart. Another girl he despised? His girlfriend. Yea, she was a great girl and all but she was a roadblock on the road to Peyton. He didn't even know why he had asked her out. Most likely in denial. He loved Peyton, but loving Peyton was like loving a queen. You can have your fun worshiping from afar, but when it comes to being in a relationship with her its practically impossible. Of course, it wasn't Peyton's fault they weren't together. Or was it?
*Peyton was the one who said she didn't want a relationship with me but I know she does. I can feel it. Why can't she see that I love her?* The bell rang and Lucas packed up his books to go.
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Peyton threw her books in her car and drove home in silence. She walked into her house and yanked open the door to her room. She slammed back shut and threw herself on her bed. *I have no one. No best friend. No boyfriend. No on to dry the tears that I've cried. No one to run to.*
***** Hoped you liked the first chapter. I should be updating soon. Remember to review.
*Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill, or the characters, sadly, and anything else in this story that I don't own, yea, I don't own it either.
*Rating: PG-13 for future chapters. Subject to change.
*Authors Note: Not my first fan-fic but my first OTH fic. R&R if you get the chance, I don't mind criticism so flame me or whatever, I don't give a spit.
Chapter 1: No One To Run To
Peyton drummed her fingers on her desk and stared at her latest drawing. It was a picture of a girl, representing her, staring at a guy, representing Lucas, without him noticing. The caption read, "Now that I can't have you I want you even more." She wished she had taken that chance and went for Lucas' heart when she could have. Now he was dating some slut from another school and she would never have him.
Only one good thing had come out of this. At least now Brooke wasn't throwing herself at him, as much anyway, and that gave Peyton a better opportunity. But no matter how much she liked Lucas she didn't have the guts, or the heart, to tear him away from his girlfriend.
*Do I just like him? Or... Is this love? Is love supposed to hurt this much?* She shoved the thought out of her head. Peyton didn't need the added stress of loving an unreachable person. *But this IS love, I do love him.* She had often thought that she loved Nathan but she knew better now. That wasn't love, that was just denial. She had never loved Nathan and she never would, no matter how often he tried to get them back together.
She felt sorry for Haley. That poor, naive girl didn't know what she was getting into. After Brooke spread those rumors about Nathan and Haley, Peyton didn't think that they would ever get together, but now, that couple was inseperable. It was nice to know that her friend (that's what Haley and Peyton were now, friends) could have what she never did with Nathan.
Peyton stole a glance at Lucas. She loved the way his hair was always slightly messed up but his shirts were always perfectly wrinkle-free. It was the little things like that which had caught her eye. The cute little imperfections and the tedious perfections. She couldn't wait until cheerleading practice. She hated being a cheerleader but she couldn't stand to miss an opportunity to see Lucas in one of his wife-beaters, practicing his sport. Or better yet, no shirt at all. She smiled.
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Brooke sniffed loudly. Peyton was obviously staring at Lucas and she couldn't stand it. Sure, Peyton was her friend, but Lucas WOULD be her man if not for that Dare. She didn't think that Peyton would really kiss Lucas. She had screwed it all up. Lucas had wanted Peyton. But Peyton chickened out and he went for another girl.
*He WILL be mine. I don't care what I have to do. If I had been given the chance that Peyton got, then I'd be all over Lucas. It's just like her to flake out.* Brooke smirked in disgust. She turned her attention from Peyton to Haley. *And who the hell does she think she is? Taking Nathan? If I can get Peyton and Nathan back together, I can have Lucas.* It was obvious. Even if Lucas had a girlfriend, he wanted Peyton.
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Lucas felt the seductive eyes of both Brooke and Peyton on his back. And Haley's cold glare. He wished they weren't fighting. Haley had always been his best friend and now his stupid "brother" was tearing them apart. He had to figure out a way to apologize to Haley. But not just yet.
All Lucas had ever wanted was Peyton. He could care less about basketball. He loved the sport but hated the team. The only reason he was even on the team was to see Peyton while she was practicing her cheerleading. He didn't even understand why she was a cheerleader. She was an unsolved mystery to ponder on a rainy day. But in trying to get Peyton, he had gotten Brooke too. The best friend. How he hated her. Sure, Brooke was why he had been able to steal those few kisses from Peyton, but Brooke was the one that was always trying to tear him and Peyton apart. Another girl he despised? His girlfriend. Yea, she was a great girl and all but she was a roadblock on the road to Peyton. He didn't even know why he had asked her out. Most likely in denial. He loved Peyton, but loving Peyton was like loving a queen. You can have your fun worshiping from afar, but when it comes to being in a relationship with her its practically impossible. Of course, it wasn't Peyton's fault they weren't together. Or was it?
*Peyton was the one who said she didn't want a relationship with me but I know she does. I can feel it. Why can't she see that I love her?* The bell rang and Lucas packed up his books to go.
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Peyton threw her books in her car and drove home in silence. She walked into her house and yanked open the door to her room. She slammed back shut and threw herself on her bed. *I have no one. No best friend. No boyfriend. No on to dry the tears that I've cried. No one to run to.*
***** Hoped you liked the first chapter. I should be updating soon. Remember to review.
