Chapter 20: Is Paradise Lost?
The door slammed open. In came Nathan looking not so pleasant. Ok... that's putting it lightly.
"Hey Nathan," I said acting like I was oblivious to his state of mind.
He just walked in and slammed the door shut. I stood there quietly. He was mad. And I mean both crazy and angry. I cautiously walked over to him.
"What's wrong?" I asked with concern evident in my quaking voice.
"Nothing," he muttered.
He then fell onto the bed and turned around so that I couldn't see him. After a deep silent moment, he turned over. His electric blue eyes rested on mine. They reflected jealousy and depression. I sat on the bed and lay next to him, then slowly placed my arm on his.
"Are you going to tell me?" I asked with patience. I knew why he was mad, but I needed him to tell me, to let me in.
"You're just going to think I'm stupid," he answered.
"I have never thought you were stupid. Ok... well maybe once when you and Peyton pulled that awful prank on Lucas..."
"O I remember that... how was Lucas able to forgive Brooke or Peyton?"
"Honestly, I have no clue."
FLASHBACK
Lucas and I hopped out of his pick up truck and walked into school. We stopped by my locker, then by his. When he opened it though, there was something truly ... wrong inside of his locker.
"What the fuck!?!" screamed Lucas. I looked inside. There was a myriad of dead mice heaped up at the bottom with a note on top. On the inside of his locker door was pictures of porn... gay porn... His locker was also smashed with smelly brown bags filled with rotten food. The top tray even had ... wait what was that? O MY GOD... it was used condoms! Then to finish it off, there was a big pile of cow sh!t on his books. O and to make matters worse, his journal was missing.
I never saw Lucas so mad. He looked at the note. It said:
Dear Lucas, Trashing your locker was o so fun. We should do this again sometime. Contributions came from us, Nathan, and Tim. You might want to send us a lil thank you here and there. After all, we did decorate your locker with such vivid illustrations too (note the gay porn). We hope you thoroughly enjoyed the colorful display. I know we did. Love always, Brooke and Peyton PS: Let this be a lesson learned.
END OF FLASHBACK
I quietly remembered that moment. That was a horrible thing that Peyton and Brooke did. I honestly don't even know if Lucas forgave Brooke or Peyton yet.
"I really was an ass back then," Nathan said.
"I fully agree," I said mockingly.
"Ok... I'm... well you know who we ran into today, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Daryl seems so much....so much more better than me... It seems like you should be with him... and I guess I'm just jealous."
"Nathan... listen to me. I wanted you back then and I want you right now. I chose you for who you really are, not for who you appear to be. It's like... remember you and Peyton? You guys looked perfect, but that's only because that's how we, as a society, saw you as. You looked stereotypical and normal. With prejudice fogging out minds, we couldn't see that you guys were so ... wrong. It's like that with me and Daryl."
He looked at me with hope, but then turned away again.
"How can that be true? You guys look perfect, you are perfect for each other. I guess... I'm just waiting for you to realize that."
"Nathan, can't you see what I'm saying? Daryl and I look superficial. We are the real deal. Just because something looks perfect, doesn't mean it is. I never loved Daryl. I guess what I'm saying is that I ... I love you."
The words froze in the air. He turned around and looked at me with amazement.
"Haley... I love you."
He caved in and came closer. His body arched over me as the love just shone out of our bodies.
Our kisses went from chaste to wild.
"I love you more than you'll ever know," Nathan whispered as he let his hands wander along my stomach. Slowly, he lifted my shirt over my head.
"I'll always love you, even until the day I die," I echoed in his ear. I lifted up his shirt and teased his abs.
His hands slid up my thigh which sent tingling shivers down my back. He fingered my jean buttons and slowly unclasped them. My hands descended towards his belt buckle and I tore it off. But he pulled back for a moment.
"Fu(k... where is it? Where the fu–there it is!" he said.
Nathan opened the drawer and ripped a little package open. He came back to the bed and I felt the warmth slowly electrify my body. Our clothes flew off our bodies and fell onto the furniture. The temperature rose up. My skin got sticky with sweat as we did all sorts of ... things...
With each sweltering kiss, I felt myself wanting this to last forever and ever. Nathan whispered sweet nothings in my ear, and I felt loved. It was heavenly, so divine. We were huddled in each other's arms, hoping that nothing could tear us apart.
I lay in his arms as he wrapped me tightly. I felt so surreal. How did my infernal life turn so... perfect?
"Nathan..."
"Yeah Haley..."
"You think this'll last forever?"
"What'll last forever?"
"Us..."
"Haley, we'll last until paradise is truly lost."
I looked deep into his blue eyes and felt my eyes want to stare at his blue sapphire eyes forever. They sparkled like clear pools under the golden sun. All I saw was love, innocent love. We were meant to be.
This was paradise... but some say that paradise was once lost. Would ours be too?
The door slammed open. In came Nathan looking not so pleasant. Ok... that's putting it lightly.
"Hey Nathan," I said acting like I was oblivious to his state of mind.
He just walked in and slammed the door shut. I stood there quietly. He was mad. And I mean both crazy and angry. I cautiously walked over to him.
"What's wrong?" I asked with concern evident in my quaking voice.
"Nothing," he muttered.
He then fell onto the bed and turned around so that I couldn't see him. After a deep silent moment, he turned over. His electric blue eyes rested on mine. They reflected jealousy and depression. I sat on the bed and lay next to him, then slowly placed my arm on his.
"Are you going to tell me?" I asked with patience. I knew why he was mad, but I needed him to tell me, to let me in.
"You're just going to think I'm stupid," he answered.
"I have never thought you were stupid. Ok... well maybe once when you and Peyton pulled that awful prank on Lucas..."
"O I remember that... how was Lucas able to forgive Brooke or Peyton?"
"Honestly, I have no clue."
FLASHBACK
Lucas and I hopped out of his pick up truck and walked into school. We stopped by my locker, then by his. When he opened it though, there was something truly ... wrong inside of his locker.
"What the fuck!?!" screamed Lucas. I looked inside. There was a myriad of dead mice heaped up at the bottom with a note on top. On the inside of his locker door was pictures of porn... gay porn... His locker was also smashed with smelly brown bags filled with rotten food. The top tray even had ... wait what was that? O MY GOD... it was used condoms! Then to finish it off, there was a big pile of cow sh!t on his books. O and to make matters worse, his journal was missing.
I never saw Lucas so mad. He looked at the note. It said:
Dear Lucas, Trashing your locker was o so fun. We should do this again sometime. Contributions came from us, Nathan, and Tim. You might want to send us a lil thank you here and there. After all, we did decorate your locker with such vivid illustrations too (note the gay porn). We hope you thoroughly enjoyed the colorful display. I know we did. Love always, Brooke and Peyton PS: Let this be a lesson learned.
END OF FLASHBACK
I quietly remembered that moment. That was a horrible thing that Peyton and Brooke did. I honestly don't even know if Lucas forgave Brooke or Peyton yet.
"I really was an ass back then," Nathan said.
"I fully agree," I said mockingly.
"Ok... I'm... well you know who we ran into today, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Daryl seems so much....so much more better than me... It seems like you should be with him... and I guess I'm just jealous."
"Nathan... listen to me. I wanted you back then and I want you right now. I chose you for who you really are, not for who you appear to be. It's like... remember you and Peyton? You guys looked perfect, but that's only because that's how we, as a society, saw you as. You looked stereotypical and normal. With prejudice fogging out minds, we couldn't see that you guys were so ... wrong. It's like that with me and Daryl."
He looked at me with hope, but then turned away again.
"How can that be true? You guys look perfect, you are perfect for each other. I guess... I'm just waiting for you to realize that."
"Nathan, can't you see what I'm saying? Daryl and I look superficial. We are the real deal. Just because something looks perfect, doesn't mean it is. I never loved Daryl. I guess what I'm saying is that I ... I love you."
The words froze in the air. He turned around and looked at me with amazement.
"Haley... I love you."
He caved in and came closer. His body arched over me as the love just shone out of our bodies.
Our kisses went from chaste to wild.
"I love you more than you'll ever know," Nathan whispered as he let his hands wander along my stomach. Slowly, he lifted my shirt over my head.
"I'll always love you, even until the day I die," I echoed in his ear. I lifted up his shirt and teased his abs.
His hands slid up my thigh which sent tingling shivers down my back. He fingered my jean buttons and slowly unclasped them. My hands descended towards his belt buckle and I tore it off. But he pulled back for a moment.
"Fu(k... where is it? Where the fu–there it is!" he said.
Nathan opened the drawer and ripped a little package open. He came back to the bed and I felt the warmth slowly electrify my body. Our clothes flew off our bodies and fell onto the furniture. The temperature rose up. My skin got sticky with sweat as we did all sorts of ... things...
With each sweltering kiss, I felt myself wanting this to last forever and ever. Nathan whispered sweet nothings in my ear, and I felt loved. It was heavenly, so divine. We were huddled in each other's arms, hoping that nothing could tear us apart.
I lay in his arms as he wrapped me tightly. I felt so surreal. How did my infernal life turn so... perfect?
"Nathan..."
"Yeah Haley..."
"You think this'll last forever?"
"What'll last forever?"
"Us..."
"Haley, we'll last until paradise is truly lost."
I looked deep into his blue eyes and felt my eyes want to stare at his blue sapphire eyes forever. They sparkled like clear pools under the golden sun. All I saw was love, innocent love. We were meant to be.
This was paradise... but some say that paradise was once lost. Would ours be too?