AN: I always wanted something like this. Hehehe. Hot guys, a good drink,
and a beach? Sounds great to me! lol.
Description: The girls have some FUN!
Disclaimer: I now own two more cuties, Jesse and Alex. Yah! Go me! hehe.
Enjoy! Written with love, as always.
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An hour later Haley was applying her favorite lipgloss in the mirror of the jeep, sitting outside the restaurant. Peyton and Brooke sat in the backseat, watching the people that passed with amused expressions on their faces.
"Guys, I still don't know why you have to come with me." Haley sighed, glancing at her friends in the mirror. "It's only a date...not like I'm leaving the country or anything."
Brooke snorted. "Believe me, I know. But I dunno if you can handle him by yourself." A mischievious grin danced on her lips suggestively. "After all, you haven't always been a heartthrob."
It was Haley's turn to snort.
"Heartthrob?" She giggled. "You've been reading way too many romance novels, B."
"Well, I meant that you are only now starting to come out of your shell, and I don't want some stupid guy messing it up for you."
"Cute guy. Not stupid."
"Well, he did ask you out, did he not?" Peyton quipped, watching Haley pull a comb through her hair. "Besides, Brooke is really saying that she's hoping he'll have friends. Right Brooke?"
"Hell yes. I deserve something else out of that little argument with his boss besides a free dinner. The man spit with every 'p' he said, and kept on looking down my shirt."
They laughed. The sky was alight with humor and excitement as the deep red and orange tones spread out over the bay. Groups of young people traipsed across the beach, the wind blowing their clothes and hair about, causing a few girls to shriek as their skirts unwillingly pulled a Marilyn Monroe. There was a flickering string of lights that hung merrily above the door to Gimme, and people periodically walked through it, laughing or shouting at one another. Haley grinned, breathing in the salty air that was humid against her skin.
A few minutes passed and finally Ryan passed through the door. Haley grinned at him and he smiled back, jogging over to them. He looked even better in his green teeshirt and shorts, his coral necklace hanging perfectly around his neck. He opened the door and hopped in, throwing a courteous nod to Brooke and Peyton, who had suddenly grown quiet, trying to hold in a fit of giggles.
"Hey guys," He said. He looked at Haley confused. "Are they coming too?" He asked her quietly. Haley shook her head with a laugh.
"No, they only think they are." She said loudly, glancing back at the girls. Brooke and Peyton frowned.
"Oh no, Hales. You promised." Brooke pouted. Ryan looked confused. Haley caught on.
"What did you promise?" He asked. Haley rolled her eyes.
"They want to tag along to make sure that you aren't some psycho killer. Besides, They wanted to ask if you-"
"Had any friends?" Brooke cut in, leaning forward hopefully. Ryan chuckled.
"Yeah, sure. I told them to meet me there incase you all were psycho killers," He teased. Haley looked at him surprised. He wiggled his eyebrows. "Actually, just to keep them out of our hair."
They laughed and Haley started the engine, excitement surging through her as she pulled out of the parking lot. The city was darkening, and the many stores were turning on lights, illuminating the crazy party scene.
They pulled up to The Spot, and were surprised to find that it was two stories high. Haley felt a pinprick of regret that she was going to yet ANOHER club on her vacation, feeling as though she had seen enough for a whole lifetime. They were carded, and Brooke flashed her ID expertly before heading into the club. The rest followed, Ryan grabbing Haley's hand as they entered the dark, smoky inside.
Apparently there were three floors; stairs up and down on either side of the entry, and there was also the dance floor in front of them, filled to the brim with people having a good time. A couple had started kissing on the floor, and Haley involuntarily giggled at them. The music pulsed around them as they entered, moving immediately towards the bar. Brooke managed to sidle up first.
"Hey," She greeted the bartender, a cute guy probably in his late twenties. "We're here with the princess," She jerked her thumb back at Haley, who blushed. Ryan squeezed her hand and she grinned. "I'm gonna need a smirnoff, if you please. That one's fine." She grabbed her drink and bustled out of the way, immediately scoping out the scene.
As they ordered their drinks, Ryan had stopped and waved to a couple of guys near the back. As they neared, Haley raised her eyebrows. They were also gorgeous. One was tall, with blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, and the other was tall with dark curly hair and a great smile. Neither of them, as Haley was pleased to note, was as gorgeous as Ryan.
"Hey," The blonde practically shouted over the noise. "I'm Alex." They nodded and Peyton looked mildly interested. The brunette looked a little shy.
"Hey," He said, in a deep and sensual voice. Brooke turned around at the sound of his voice, and a bright grin spread across her face. "My name is Jesse."
Brooke flipped her hair over her shoulder, sending her coppery highlights into relief as they hit the smoky light.
"I'm Brooke," She said slyly. "And you're dancing with me." Jesse's face was of utter surprise as Brooke dragged him onto the dance floor. Peyton and Haley giggled. Ryan shook his head.
"What are you two laughing at?" He grinned. "Yeah, Jesse doesn't get a lot of girl action...he's a bit shy." He turned to Haley. "Wanna dance?"
She didn't need asking twice. She sent an apologetic look to Peyton over her shoulder as she headed into the sea of people. She felt the music pulse through her and she let herself go in the music, breathing everything in. The intense excitement of not knowing what was going to happen next, the inevitable air of change.
After a few songs, she pushed through a group of people and headed to the bar, Ryan at her heels. Peyton and Alex were out on the floor, dancing erratically, Peyton's curls bouncing above the crowd. Haley took a deep gulp of air and suddenly felt dizzy.
"Need...Air..." She gasped. Ryan nodded, looking concerned, and led her back to the entrance, and up a flight of stairs. The second floor was a gorgeous scarlet layout of couches, in what seemed to be a lounge of some sort. There was a middle-aged guy getting a lapdance in the corner, and a few couples that were using the couch to the best of their ability, and a few lonely stragglers, but other than that, it was practically empty.
They could still feel the pulsing beat of the music from below as they made there was across the lounge, towards some doors. They emerged onto a balcony, both of them taking deep gulps of fresh air. Once Haley had her wits about her, she glanced around her surroundings in amazement. Never had she seen anything like it. The night was velvety across the sky, dipping down and low across the water, and then bending into the many lights along the shorline. She could hear the crazy parties everywhere, people shouting out, and music being played.
Still, it was kind of romantic. A couple headed inside, leaving Ryan and her alone on the balcony. He cleared his throat and shook his head.
"Wow. I've been in a few clubs in my time, but that was by far the smokiest. I couldn't handle it."
Haley nodded. "I actually work in a club back home, so I'm used to it."
Ryan looked interested.
"Really?" He asked. "And where's 'back home'"
"Tree Hill." She told him. "Back up in North Carolina."
He nodded. She was about to ask him where he was from when he interrupted her.
"So you have a boyfriend or something?" He asked her, a smile spreading, mystifying her. She made a face.
"No," She said. "I just got out of a serious relationship that ended badly. A boyfriend is the last thing I want right now." She then stopped, mortified, as his hopeful face fell. "I-I mean..." She stammered. "I just, I want to have fun. I'm so sick of guys messing with my mind."
He nodded, as if he understood. An almost-awkward silence fell between them.
"So do you have a girlfriend?" She asked him, a coy smile playing her own lips. He looked down, his cheeks flushing.
Awww. How CUTE.
"No." He said. "I really haven't been with many girls." He said honestly, shrugging, his dark hair falling slightly into his face.
Haley snorted. "I don't believe you," She said matter-of-factly. Ryan raised his eyebrows.
"Well, believe it, 'cause it's true. I guess you could say I'm picky about the girls I date."
"Well then, I should consider myself lucky." She said, turning around and leaning against the cool bar, staring back at the large building. He leaned his elbows against the railing next to her, and his arm brushed hers, and an electric shock passed between them. Ryan grinned.
"I guess that means we have chemistry," He said with a chuckle. This time it was Haley's turn to blush. Ryan grinned. "Hey, wanna go swimming?" He asked her, a sly look on his face. He nodded towards the beach below.
"Why not?" She said, throwing her hands in the air with a smile. So the two of them, hidden in the darkness, slid down the side stairs. Peyton and Brooke would survive without her. A giddy smile overtook her features as they jogged to the water's edge, the mysterious cool water lapping at the beach's edge. Garbage was littered everywhere, no doubt from the assholes that tossed it from the balcony. Seeing a six pack holder, she stooped to pick it up, and tore the plastic circles. Ryan watched her.
"What are you doing?"
"Making sure that the birds don't suffocate," She held up the six pack holder. Ryan smiled wistfully.
"You're amazing, you know that right?"
Haley blushed. Ryan stared at her for a moment, and then started to strip his clothing off. Haley looked away, embarrassed, and Ryan laughed.
"Don't worry, I'm leaving my boxers on." His voice said reassuringly. Haley wasn't sure if she was glad about that. She stripped her own clothes off with her back to him, unable to believe that she was going swimming with a stranger in a place that she was undoubtedly not supposed to be. There were DO NOT ENTER signs all around the beach, but the water looked safe enough.
She was relieved to find that she was still wearing her bikini. She turned to relay her relief to Ryan, only to be splashed full on as Ryan ran into the water. She shrieked and he called out into the nearly deserted night, the club seeming a whole world away.
"WOOOOHOOO!" Haley hurried over to him as quickly as she could, the cool water lapping against her body.
"Shhhh!" She hushed him, a smile creeping across her features. "Someone will hear us!"
"So?"
"So? I don't wanna get caught back here!" Ryan made a face.
"Come on, Haley, what are you afraid of? Going to jail?" His smile was infectious, and she had caught it. She shrugged.
"Maybe. There are signs up, you know."
"So we'll claim we're illiterate." Haley rolled her eyes. He laughed. "Try it, I promise you will like it!"
"What?"
"Yell something."
"Like what?"
"Penis. I dare you." Ryan was cracking up now. Haley smirked.
"What are we, in the sixth grade?"
"Whatever age you feel like," He said, laying back and treading in the water. "One good yell. It will make you feel better."
Haley laughed disbelievingly. "Wow." She said. What the hell? Why not? She stood up in the water, her chest barely skimming the surface, and cupped her hands to her mouth.
"PENIS!" She yelled out, before dissolving in a fit of giggles. Ryan was laughing too.
"You are so immature," He teased her. She stuck out her tongue.
"Yeah, and you are so dead for laughing at me!" She jumped him, unsure of where all of the confidence was coming from, but not complaining for a single moment. A huge splash erupted as she attempted to dunk him. He stood easily, and Haley was shrieking again, being held high above the water by the waist. He then tossed her easily into the cool water, and she stood, sputtering. "S-s-so, d-d-d-dead," She said with a grin.
"S-s-s-s-s-s-so w-w-w-what?" Ryan teased her. Haley tried again, her legs flailing, and Ryan wrapping a single arm around her, pinning her. "Say 'I give'!"
"Bully!" Haley pouted. Ryan shrugged good naturedly.
"You can stay there all night, I'm not going anywhere." Laughing, he took his spare hand and started to tickle her.
"I...I give!" Haley squealed. He let her gently back into the water. Haley gulped or air. "That's no fair."
"What do I get for winning?" He asked slyly.
"Winning what?" Haley asked dubiously.
"You said 'I give'."
"Yeah?"
"Which means I win."
Haley swam over to him, and their eyes met.
"Okay, you win," She agreed huskily. "Come here." He came closer, and she took her fingers, running them through his hair. There was a second that was completely tense before Haley took firm hold of his head and with all of her might she dunked him, sending him sputtering beneath the water.
"Hey!" He said indignantly. But Haley couldn't stop laughing. She was still laughing as he approached her, his very-nicely-toned body slicing through the cool salty water. He came up close to her and she felt his leg brush hers and she stopped laughing abruptly. Bracing herself to be dunked, she closed her eyes. But it never came.
A second later he was whispering "Is this okay?" In her ear, shivers racing down Haley's spine. He was close. Very close. Yes, it was very okay. She nodded, her mouth opening slightly, and she opened her eyes to see his own inches away from hers. She looked into them, and felt strangely comfortable. His breath was against hers, meshing warm into the cool night air.
For a moment, the world froze, and then his lips touched hers, again a question. Haley answered, an intense desire suddenly burning through her. The world dissolved around her as she closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the moment, her hands finding their way to his body. He was ever so gentle, in a way that she could explain.
Fuck Nathan, She thought. Here's a guy that knows how to treat me. Never had she felt so good.
"Freeze!" A male voice that Haley didn't recognize called out from the shore. Haley froze, her body seizing with fear. She looked around at the shore but was suddenly blinded by a flashlight. "I don't think you kids should be down here," Said the voice.
Haley gulped.
Good feeling gone.
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DUN DUN DUN! Hehehe I'm so evil. Now you will all have to wait to see what they will do to them. Do you like Ryan so far? Don't give up hope, Naley and Laley lovers. It's not over just yet. Heh heh heh.
Lemme know!
Much luv!
Description: The girls have some FUN!
Disclaimer: I now own two more cuties, Jesse and Alex. Yah! Go me! hehe.
Enjoy! Written with love, as always.
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An hour later Haley was applying her favorite lipgloss in the mirror of the jeep, sitting outside the restaurant. Peyton and Brooke sat in the backseat, watching the people that passed with amused expressions on their faces.
"Guys, I still don't know why you have to come with me." Haley sighed, glancing at her friends in the mirror. "It's only a date...not like I'm leaving the country or anything."
Brooke snorted. "Believe me, I know. But I dunno if you can handle him by yourself." A mischievious grin danced on her lips suggestively. "After all, you haven't always been a heartthrob."
It was Haley's turn to snort.
"Heartthrob?" She giggled. "You've been reading way too many romance novels, B."
"Well, I meant that you are only now starting to come out of your shell, and I don't want some stupid guy messing it up for you."
"Cute guy. Not stupid."
"Well, he did ask you out, did he not?" Peyton quipped, watching Haley pull a comb through her hair. "Besides, Brooke is really saying that she's hoping he'll have friends. Right Brooke?"
"Hell yes. I deserve something else out of that little argument with his boss besides a free dinner. The man spit with every 'p' he said, and kept on looking down my shirt."
They laughed. The sky was alight with humor and excitement as the deep red and orange tones spread out over the bay. Groups of young people traipsed across the beach, the wind blowing their clothes and hair about, causing a few girls to shriek as their skirts unwillingly pulled a Marilyn Monroe. There was a flickering string of lights that hung merrily above the door to Gimme, and people periodically walked through it, laughing or shouting at one another. Haley grinned, breathing in the salty air that was humid against her skin.
A few minutes passed and finally Ryan passed through the door. Haley grinned at him and he smiled back, jogging over to them. He looked even better in his green teeshirt and shorts, his coral necklace hanging perfectly around his neck. He opened the door and hopped in, throwing a courteous nod to Brooke and Peyton, who had suddenly grown quiet, trying to hold in a fit of giggles.
"Hey guys," He said. He looked at Haley confused. "Are they coming too?" He asked her quietly. Haley shook her head with a laugh.
"No, they only think they are." She said loudly, glancing back at the girls. Brooke and Peyton frowned.
"Oh no, Hales. You promised." Brooke pouted. Ryan looked confused. Haley caught on.
"What did you promise?" He asked. Haley rolled her eyes.
"They want to tag along to make sure that you aren't some psycho killer. Besides, They wanted to ask if you-"
"Had any friends?" Brooke cut in, leaning forward hopefully. Ryan chuckled.
"Yeah, sure. I told them to meet me there incase you all were psycho killers," He teased. Haley looked at him surprised. He wiggled his eyebrows. "Actually, just to keep them out of our hair."
They laughed and Haley started the engine, excitement surging through her as she pulled out of the parking lot. The city was darkening, and the many stores were turning on lights, illuminating the crazy party scene.
They pulled up to The Spot, and were surprised to find that it was two stories high. Haley felt a pinprick of regret that she was going to yet ANOHER club on her vacation, feeling as though she had seen enough for a whole lifetime. They were carded, and Brooke flashed her ID expertly before heading into the club. The rest followed, Ryan grabbing Haley's hand as they entered the dark, smoky inside.
Apparently there were three floors; stairs up and down on either side of the entry, and there was also the dance floor in front of them, filled to the brim with people having a good time. A couple had started kissing on the floor, and Haley involuntarily giggled at them. The music pulsed around them as they entered, moving immediately towards the bar. Brooke managed to sidle up first.
"Hey," She greeted the bartender, a cute guy probably in his late twenties. "We're here with the princess," She jerked her thumb back at Haley, who blushed. Ryan squeezed her hand and she grinned. "I'm gonna need a smirnoff, if you please. That one's fine." She grabbed her drink and bustled out of the way, immediately scoping out the scene.
As they ordered their drinks, Ryan had stopped and waved to a couple of guys near the back. As they neared, Haley raised her eyebrows. They were also gorgeous. One was tall, with blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, and the other was tall with dark curly hair and a great smile. Neither of them, as Haley was pleased to note, was as gorgeous as Ryan.
"Hey," The blonde practically shouted over the noise. "I'm Alex." They nodded and Peyton looked mildly interested. The brunette looked a little shy.
"Hey," He said, in a deep and sensual voice. Brooke turned around at the sound of his voice, and a bright grin spread across her face. "My name is Jesse."
Brooke flipped her hair over her shoulder, sending her coppery highlights into relief as they hit the smoky light.
"I'm Brooke," She said slyly. "And you're dancing with me." Jesse's face was of utter surprise as Brooke dragged him onto the dance floor. Peyton and Haley giggled. Ryan shook his head.
"What are you two laughing at?" He grinned. "Yeah, Jesse doesn't get a lot of girl action...he's a bit shy." He turned to Haley. "Wanna dance?"
She didn't need asking twice. She sent an apologetic look to Peyton over her shoulder as she headed into the sea of people. She felt the music pulse through her and she let herself go in the music, breathing everything in. The intense excitement of not knowing what was going to happen next, the inevitable air of change.
After a few songs, she pushed through a group of people and headed to the bar, Ryan at her heels. Peyton and Alex were out on the floor, dancing erratically, Peyton's curls bouncing above the crowd. Haley took a deep gulp of air and suddenly felt dizzy.
"Need...Air..." She gasped. Ryan nodded, looking concerned, and led her back to the entrance, and up a flight of stairs. The second floor was a gorgeous scarlet layout of couches, in what seemed to be a lounge of some sort. There was a middle-aged guy getting a lapdance in the corner, and a few couples that were using the couch to the best of their ability, and a few lonely stragglers, but other than that, it was practically empty.
They could still feel the pulsing beat of the music from below as they made there was across the lounge, towards some doors. They emerged onto a balcony, both of them taking deep gulps of fresh air. Once Haley had her wits about her, she glanced around her surroundings in amazement. Never had she seen anything like it. The night was velvety across the sky, dipping down and low across the water, and then bending into the many lights along the shorline. She could hear the crazy parties everywhere, people shouting out, and music being played.
Still, it was kind of romantic. A couple headed inside, leaving Ryan and her alone on the balcony. He cleared his throat and shook his head.
"Wow. I've been in a few clubs in my time, but that was by far the smokiest. I couldn't handle it."
Haley nodded. "I actually work in a club back home, so I'm used to it."
Ryan looked interested.
"Really?" He asked. "And where's 'back home'"
"Tree Hill." She told him. "Back up in North Carolina."
He nodded. She was about to ask him where he was from when he interrupted her.
"So you have a boyfriend or something?" He asked her, a smile spreading, mystifying her. She made a face.
"No," She said. "I just got out of a serious relationship that ended badly. A boyfriend is the last thing I want right now." She then stopped, mortified, as his hopeful face fell. "I-I mean..." She stammered. "I just, I want to have fun. I'm so sick of guys messing with my mind."
He nodded, as if he understood. An almost-awkward silence fell between them.
"So do you have a girlfriend?" She asked him, a coy smile playing her own lips. He looked down, his cheeks flushing.
Awww. How CUTE.
"No." He said. "I really haven't been with many girls." He said honestly, shrugging, his dark hair falling slightly into his face.
Haley snorted. "I don't believe you," She said matter-of-factly. Ryan raised his eyebrows.
"Well, believe it, 'cause it's true. I guess you could say I'm picky about the girls I date."
"Well then, I should consider myself lucky." She said, turning around and leaning against the cool bar, staring back at the large building. He leaned his elbows against the railing next to her, and his arm brushed hers, and an electric shock passed between them. Ryan grinned.
"I guess that means we have chemistry," He said with a chuckle. This time it was Haley's turn to blush. Ryan grinned. "Hey, wanna go swimming?" He asked her, a sly look on his face. He nodded towards the beach below.
"Why not?" She said, throwing her hands in the air with a smile. So the two of them, hidden in the darkness, slid down the side stairs. Peyton and Brooke would survive without her. A giddy smile overtook her features as they jogged to the water's edge, the mysterious cool water lapping at the beach's edge. Garbage was littered everywhere, no doubt from the assholes that tossed it from the balcony. Seeing a six pack holder, she stooped to pick it up, and tore the plastic circles. Ryan watched her.
"What are you doing?"
"Making sure that the birds don't suffocate," She held up the six pack holder. Ryan smiled wistfully.
"You're amazing, you know that right?"
Haley blushed. Ryan stared at her for a moment, and then started to strip his clothing off. Haley looked away, embarrassed, and Ryan laughed.
"Don't worry, I'm leaving my boxers on." His voice said reassuringly. Haley wasn't sure if she was glad about that. She stripped her own clothes off with her back to him, unable to believe that she was going swimming with a stranger in a place that she was undoubtedly not supposed to be. There were DO NOT ENTER signs all around the beach, but the water looked safe enough.
She was relieved to find that she was still wearing her bikini. She turned to relay her relief to Ryan, only to be splashed full on as Ryan ran into the water. She shrieked and he called out into the nearly deserted night, the club seeming a whole world away.
"WOOOOHOOO!" Haley hurried over to him as quickly as she could, the cool water lapping against her body.
"Shhhh!" She hushed him, a smile creeping across her features. "Someone will hear us!"
"So?"
"So? I don't wanna get caught back here!" Ryan made a face.
"Come on, Haley, what are you afraid of? Going to jail?" His smile was infectious, and she had caught it. She shrugged.
"Maybe. There are signs up, you know."
"So we'll claim we're illiterate." Haley rolled her eyes. He laughed. "Try it, I promise you will like it!"
"What?"
"Yell something."
"Like what?"
"Penis. I dare you." Ryan was cracking up now. Haley smirked.
"What are we, in the sixth grade?"
"Whatever age you feel like," He said, laying back and treading in the water. "One good yell. It will make you feel better."
Haley laughed disbelievingly. "Wow." She said. What the hell? Why not? She stood up in the water, her chest barely skimming the surface, and cupped her hands to her mouth.
"PENIS!" She yelled out, before dissolving in a fit of giggles. Ryan was laughing too.
"You are so immature," He teased her. She stuck out her tongue.
"Yeah, and you are so dead for laughing at me!" She jumped him, unsure of where all of the confidence was coming from, but not complaining for a single moment. A huge splash erupted as she attempted to dunk him. He stood easily, and Haley was shrieking again, being held high above the water by the waist. He then tossed her easily into the cool water, and she stood, sputtering. "S-s-so, d-d-d-dead," She said with a grin.
"S-s-s-s-s-s-so w-w-w-what?" Ryan teased her. Haley tried again, her legs flailing, and Ryan wrapping a single arm around her, pinning her. "Say 'I give'!"
"Bully!" Haley pouted. Ryan shrugged good naturedly.
"You can stay there all night, I'm not going anywhere." Laughing, he took his spare hand and started to tickle her.
"I...I give!" Haley squealed. He let her gently back into the water. Haley gulped or air. "That's no fair."
"What do I get for winning?" He asked slyly.
"Winning what?" Haley asked dubiously.
"You said 'I give'."
"Yeah?"
"Which means I win."
Haley swam over to him, and their eyes met.
"Okay, you win," She agreed huskily. "Come here." He came closer, and she took her fingers, running them through his hair. There was a second that was completely tense before Haley took firm hold of his head and with all of her might she dunked him, sending him sputtering beneath the water.
"Hey!" He said indignantly. But Haley couldn't stop laughing. She was still laughing as he approached her, his very-nicely-toned body slicing through the cool salty water. He came up close to her and she felt his leg brush hers and she stopped laughing abruptly. Bracing herself to be dunked, she closed her eyes. But it never came.
A second later he was whispering "Is this okay?" In her ear, shivers racing down Haley's spine. He was close. Very close. Yes, it was very okay. She nodded, her mouth opening slightly, and she opened her eyes to see his own inches away from hers. She looked into them, and felt strangely comfortable. His breath was against hers, meshing warm into the cool night air.
For a moment, the world froze, and then his lips touched hers, again a question. Haley answered, an intense desire suddenly burning through her. The world dissolved around her as she closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the moment, her hands finding their way to his body. He was ever so gentle, in a way that she could explain.
Fuck Nathan, She thought. Here's a guy that knows how to treat me. Never had she felt so good.
"Freeze!" A male voice that Haley didn't recognize called out from the shore. Haley froze, her body seizing with fear. She looked around at the shore but was suddenly blinded by a flashlight. "I don't think you kids should be down here," Said the voice.
Haley gulped.
Good feeling gone.
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DUN DUN DUN! Hehehe I'm so evil. Now you will all have to wait to see what they will do to them. Do you like Ryan so far? Don't give up hope, Naley and Laley lovers. It's not over just yet. Heh heh heh.
Lemme know!
Much luv!