Title: Just Hold My Hand
Author: Kristen a.k.a. Italian Kitty
Rating: PG-13, R
Chapter: 2/8
{AN: Just to clear up this chapter starts with Nathan's POV, also this fic is set in the future so they are in 20s. Hopefully this chapter will clear up any confusions. Enjoy :)}
With a sudden jolt he was up in a sitting position, clutching the sheets in his hands. His face was hot with sweat and his heart was beating at a furious pace. Wiping a hand down his face he looked down beside him to find a warm soft body curled toward him. Letting out a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes to calm himself before lowering himself down and grabbing a hold of the precious being that was in their bed. His eyes roamed her face as his hand lightly caressed her cheek.
His nightmare had been seeing the night before's events re-play in his head. The way her body had become limp in his arms, and how her eyes had rolled into the back of her head. He thought he had lost her. He thought he would never see her smile or hear her laugh ever again. He had held her hand through the whole thing, from after the accident to when they were riding in the ambulance. The nurse had a hard time getting him to let go when they started taking her into surgery. He could remember himself standing there helpless, watching them rush her away. It was only then he felt he would collapse from the stress and strain, and he would have if Lucas and Peyton hadn't arrived. Lucas had been just as much a wreck as he had. It was only about an hour or so later the doctor came out assured them that she was just fine, except from some minor head trauma.
He walked to her room, in a frenzied pace, but once he got to the doorway, his whole body slowed. The fear he felt was overwhelming. He was at her side in a minute. He noticed a few tubes hooked up to her and some bandages on her arm. Her eyes were closed in obvious slumber. His hand reached out cautiously and lightly caressed her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open and two dark brown eyes gleamed up at him. She gave him a lazy smile and covered his hand with her own. She gave it a light squeeze before she drifted back into darkness.
Coming back to the present.
He could only feel a sudden adrenaline rush at having everything turn out OK. He decided he would do something special for her, and cook her breakfast. A little while later he found himself smiling at the coffee, slightly burnt toast, and orange juice he had combined to form the ultimate breakfast. He knew she would laugh at him for attempting. He made his way into the bedroom expecting to find her still asleep, but instead he found her sitting up with a slightly confused and almost scared expression.
He immediately went to her side after placing the tray on top of his bureau. "Haley, What's wrong?" His eyes searched hers and he checked to see if there was something physically wrong with her. "N-Nathan. What happened?" The tension in his jaw eased slightly to know nothing was wrong, but it didn't necessarily calm him to know she couldn't remember things. The doctor had told him that it was common for a slight memory loss, but hopefully it wouldn't last long.
"Haley, Do you remember anything that happened last night? Or before that?"
Haley was taken aback by the look in his eyes. She searched them and found they were completely sincere. All the sudden a sharp pain pricked in her head, and almost like she was watching a movie, scenes started to flash before her eyes. She started seeing herself and Nathan, first walking together, holding hands, then kissing, she saw Lucas and Peyton smiling at them. A million and one memories assaulted her with great force. She saw everything up until the night of the accident. Suddenly feeling overcome with emotion she reached out for him and embraced him in a fierce hug.
He could feel the tears dripping from her eyes, and he only tightened his hold on her.
"Shh, It's OK. You're OK." He pulled back and laughed as she graced him with a beautiful smile. He brought her hands up to his lips, kissing them and then holding them tightly with his own. "So you remember everything right?" He asked just to make sure.
"Well I remember us going to dinner, a little dancing, but that's about it", she smiled.
His smile faltered. That's all she could remember? "Are you sure? You don't remember something very specific happening last night while we were at dinner?" His heart started to speed up and his stomach was doing flip-flops from the nervousness he could feel slicing up his side.
She broke his gaze and looked over him trying to remember. Her forehead wrinkled in contemplation, but she just couldn't remember anything specific. She could see the look of desperation in his eyes as he watched her and could feel it had to be something important. "Nathan, What is it? I can't remember, just tell me" She gave him a smile urging him on.
His heart stopped. She didn't remember him proposing to her? She didn't remember after they had danced that he had got down on his knee and asked her to marry him? She had let out a squeal of girlish delight and immediately accepted. After dancing and laughing she had gone to the restroom and the rest is history. He couldn't believe it. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't propose to her now, not like this. It had to special and what if she didn't accept it now? After thinking about it awhile he made up some story he had told her that she found really funny, and wondered if she had remembered it. She laughed and was immediately put at ease.
Later on that day Haley found herself lounging in her favorite chair and feeling much better after her shower. She could tell something was bothering Nathan but she figured it was just left over stress from the night before. She had talked to Peyton earlier on the phone and her friend had confirmed that Nathan had been a wreck. She also told her she might want to call up Lucas, cause he wasn't any better. She laughed and they talked like old times.
Nathan had heard Haley laughing on the phone with Peyton while he was cleaning up the kitchen. Good thing he never told Peyton he had been planning on asking Haley to marry him, or else the secret would have been out. He knew he would have to have some serious advice for this one.
He had to call Lucas.
{AN: Just to clear up this chapter starts with Nathan's POV, also this fic is set in the future so they are in 20s. Hopefully this chapter will clear up any confusions. Enjoy :)}
With a sudden jolt he was up in a sitting position, clutching the sheets in his hands. His face was hot with sweat and his heart was beating at a furious pace. Wiping a hand down his face he looked down beside him to find a warm soft body curled toward him. Letting out a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes to calm himself before lowering himself down and grabbing a hold of the precious being that was in their bed. His eyes roamed her face as his hand lightly caressed her cheek.
His nightmare had been seeing the night before's events re-play in his head. The way her body had become limp in his arms, and how her eyes had rolled into the back of her head. He thought he had lost her. He thought he would never see her smile or hear her laugh ever again. He had held her hand through the whole thing, from after the accident to when they were riding in the ambulance. The nurse had a hard time getting him to let go when they started taking her into surgery. He could remember himself standing there helpless, watching them rush her away. It was only then he felt he would collapse from the stress and strain, and he would have if Lucas and Peyton hadn't arrived. Lucas had been just as much a wreck as he had. It was only about an hour or so later the doctor came out assured them that she was just fine, except from some minor head trauma.
He walked to her room, in a frenzied pace, but once he got to the doorway, his whole body slowed. The fear he felt was overwhelming. He was at her side in a minute. He noticed a few tubes hooked up to her and some bandages on her arm. Her eyes were closed in obvious slumber. His hand reached out cautiously and lightly caressed her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open and two dark brown eyes gleamed up at him. She gave him a lazy smile and covered his hand with her own. She gave it a light squeeze before she drifted back into darkness.
Coming back to the present.
He could only feel a sudden adrenaline rush at having everything turn out OK. He decided he would do something special for her, and cook her breakfast. A little while later he found himself smiling at the coffee, slightly burnt toast, and orange juice he had combined to form the ultimate breakfast. He knew she would laugh at him for attempting. He made his way into the bedroom expecting to find her still asleep, but instead he found her sitting up with a slightly confused and almost scared expression.
He immediately went to her side after placing the tray on top of his bureau. "Haley, What's wrong?" His eyes searched hers and he checked to see if there was something physically wrong with her. "N-Nathan. What happened?" The tension in his jaw eased slightly to know nothing was wrong, but it didn't necessarily calm him to know she couldn't remember things. The doctor had told him that it was common for a slight memory loss, but hopefully it wouldn't last long.
"Haley, Do you remember anything that happened last night? Or before that?"
Haley was taken aback by the look in his eyes. She searched them and found they were completely sincere. All the sudden a sharp pain pricked in her head, and almost like she was watching a movie, scenes started to flash before her eyes. She started seeing herself and Nathan, first walking together, holding hands, then kissing, she saw Lucas and Peyton smiling at them. A million and one memories assaulted her with great force. She saw everything up until the night of the accident. Suddenly feeling overcome with emotion she reached out for him and embraced him in a fierce hug.
He could feel the tears dripping from her eyes, and he only tightened his hold on her.
"Shh, It's OK. You're OK." He pulled back and laughed as she graced him with a beautiful smile. He brought her hands up to his lips, kissing them and then holding them tightly with his own. "So you remember everything right?" He asked just to make sure.
"Well I remember us going to dinner, a little dancing, but that's about it", she smiled.
His smile faltered. That's all she could remember? "Are you sure? You don't remember something very specific happening last night while we were at dinner?" His heart started to speed up and his stomach was doing flip-flops from the nervousness he could feel slicing up his side.
She broke his gaze and looked over him trying to remember. Her forehead wrinkled in contemplation, but she just couldn't remember anything specific. She could see the look of desperation in his eyes as he watched her and could feel it had to be something important. "Nathan, What is it? I can't remember, just tell me" She gave him a smile urging him on.
His heart stopped. She didn't remember him proposing to her? She didn't remember after they had danced that he had got down on his knee and asked her to marry him? She had let out a squeal of girlish delight and immediately accepted. After dancing and laughing she had gone to the restroom and the rest is history. He couldn't believe it. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't propose to her now, not like this. It had to special and what if she didn't accept it now? After thinking about it awhile he made up some story he had told her that she found really funny, and wondered if she had remembered it. She laughed and was immediately put at ease.
Later on that day Haley found herself lounging in her favorite chair and feeling much better after her shower. She could tell something was bothering Nathan but she figured it was just left over stress from the night before. She had talked to Peyton earlier on the phone and her friend had confirmed that Nathan had been a wreck. She also told her she might want to call up Lucas, cause he wasn't any better. She laughed and they talked like old times.
Nathan had heard Haley laughing on the phone with Peyton while he was cleaning up the kitchen. Good thing he never told Peyton he had been planning on asking Haley to marry him, or else the secret would have been out. He knew he would have to have some serious advice for this one.
He had to call Lucas.