"I hate that brother of yours!" she yelled at Lucas.
Lucas just stood there. Did she really just say that she hated Nathan? Nathan, THE Nathan...the one she loved? The one she was going to marry? He just stood there expressionless.
"What did he do?" Lucas asked warily.
"It's petty but still...he accused me of cheating!" Haley cried.
"WHAT?" Brooke piped up.
"Yeah, you know how I have that thing for Orlando?"
"As in Bloom?" Lucas tried not to laugh.
"YES! And Lucas Scott! Don't you even think about ," he turned serious.
"Well I was on one of his fan sites, and he came in and saw what I was doing," Haley paused, "He said that if he lived here in Tree Hill, that I would be cheating on him with Orlando! Can you believe that?"
"Yes, because it's true. Actually you wouldn't be cheating on Nate. You'd plain and simply dump him for Mr. Bloom. But what I can't believe is that you came here, CRYING...about something that will never happen," Lucas pointed out to her.
"But still, how could he think that I would do that!"
"I'm with Luke here. Sweetheart, just calm down!" Brooke laughed, "He was joking!"
"Whatever."
They went inside and Lucas looked at the answering machine.
"You have 5 new messages," the electronic voice spoke out, "Message one,"
"Lucas! It's Nathan. If Hales is there just tell her I was joking! I didn't mean it at all!"
"Message two."
"Come on! Get home! Alright well I'll get you later."
"Message three."
"Alright, HALES! IF YOU'RE ANYWHERE NEAR THE PHONE! I'M SORRY! COME ON! JUST PICK UP!" Nathan yelled.
"Message four."
"Hey! Brooke, Lucas, anybody! Nate screwed up really bad, and Hales is supposed to be heading over to talk to you. Well, more like vent, but still. Call Nathan when you get home," Peyton's voice came over the answering machine.
"Message five."
"Luke it's Nathan again. Get Haley home, we need to talk!"
"End of messages," the electronic voice went off.
"Okay, Hales. Your little lover boy left 4 messages on the answering machine. AND he had Peyton leave a message. So I think you should go home, or at least call him. The guy's really sorry," Lucas came into the living room after listening to the messages.
"Alright well when Brooke tells you that you're secretly cheating on her with Jennifer Anniston, do not come cryin to me!" Haley gave Brooke a quick hug and glared at Luke before leaving.
Haley walked home cursing Lucas for being and insensitive prude. When she got home she opened the door to see about 45 candle spelling out I'm sorry and a note hanging above them. She opened the note and read it:
Hales,
I'm very sorry. I hope you know that I was only joking. Follow the rose petals.
Love always, Nathan
Haley looked up to see a trail of rose petals going out to the gazebo in her back yard.
"Aww..." Haley sighed.
She stepped off the patio still following the petals to see Nathan standing in the doorway with a half dozen roses in hand.
"Listen, Hales I'm really sorry," Nathan said when she came up to him. He was dressed in a midnight blue dress shirt and khaki pants. Nathan handed her the flowers, which she took and just looked down at.
"You don't have to be," Haley said finally looking up at his eye, "I over- reacted."
"No, I shouldn't have accused you of the things that I did," Nathan said meeting her gaze.
"You were joking, it's alright."
"Still I'm sorry," Nathan sweetly kissed her. They held each other's gaze for a few moments until Nathan led her over to the table that was set up. She placed the flowers on the bench and just took in her surroundings.
"Why'd you do all of this?" Haley questioned still looking around.
"Because I love you," he stated simply, yet with so much passion, "Now onto the main course my lady."
He lifted up the silver plate cover and it revealed macaroni and cheese.
"Food of the gods," Haley whispered recalling their first date.
"Yeah, that's if the gods are five year olds," Nathan said recalling the same moment.
They ate in piece just being content in each other's presence.
"Nathan, you know you're one in a million, right?"
"I do now."
"I love you, Nathan Scott."
"I love you too, Haley James."
"Would you like to dance?" Nathan said a few moments later.
"Sure...but where's the music?"
"Imagine it."
Haley rose and was taken into Nathan's embrace. They slowly swayed to the imaginary beat as they were staring into each other's eyes. Nathan slowly lifted her chin and kissed her with all the emotion he could muster.
"I'm not going anywhere," Nathan whispered as they pulled apart.
"Neither am I."
They slowly danced the night away as the fireflies came out and joined them in their rhythmical dance.
Lucas just stood there. Did she really just say that she hated Nathan? Nathan, THE Nathan...the one she loved? The one she was going to marry? He just stood there expressionless.
"What did he do?" Lucas asked warily.
"It's petty but still...he accused me of cheating!" Haley cried.
"WHAT?" Brooke piped up.
"Yeah, you know how I have that thing for Orlando?"
"As in Bloom?" Lucas tried not to laugh.
"YES! And Lucas Scott! Don't you even think about ," he turned serious.
"Well I was on one of his fan sites, and he came in and saw what I was doing," Haley paused, "He said that if he lived here in Tree Hill, that I would be cheating on him with Orlando! Can you believe that?"
"Yes, because it's true. Actually you wouldn't be cheating on Nate. You'd plain and simply dump him for Mr. Bloom. But what I can't believe is that you came here, CRYING...about something that will never happen," Lucas pointed out to her.
"But still, how could he think that I would do that!"
"I'm with Luke here. Sweetheart, just calm down!" Brooke laughed, "He was joking!"
"Whatever."
They went inside and Lucas looked at the answering machine.
"You have 5 new messages," the electronic voice spoke out, "Message one,"
"Lucas! It's Nathan. If Hales is there just tell her I was joking! I didn't mean it at all!"
"Message two."
"Come on! Get home! Alright well I'll get you later."
"Message three."
"Alright, HALES! IF YOU'RE ANYWHERE NEAR THE PHONE! I'M SORRY! COME ON! JUST PICK UP!" Nathan yelled.
"Message four."
"Hey! Brooke, Lucas, anybody! Nate screwed up really bad, and Hales is supposed to be heading over to talk to you. Well, more like vent, but still. Call Nathan when you get home," Peyton's voice came over the answering machine.
"Message five."
"Luke it's Nathan again. Get Haley home, we need to talk!"
"End of messages," the electronic voice went off.
"Okay, Hales. Your little lover boy left 4 messages on the answering machine. AND he had Peyton leave a message. So I think you should go home, or at least call him. The guy's really sorry," Lucas came into the living room after listening to the messages.
"Alright well when Brooke tells you that you're secretly cheating on her with Jennifer Anniston, do not come cryin to me!" Haley gave Brooke a quick hug and glared at Luke before leaving.
Haley walked home cursing Lucas for being and insensitive prude. When she got home she opened the door to see about 45 candle spelling out I'm sorry and a note hanging above them. She opened the note and read it:
Hales,
I'm very sorry. I hope you know that I was only joking. Follow the rose petals.
Love always, Nathan
Haley looked up to see a trail of rose petals going out to the gazebo in her back yard.
"Aww..." Haley sighed.
She stepped off the patio still following the petals to see Nathan standing in the doorway with a half dozen roses in hand.
"Listen, Hales I'm really sorry," Nathan said when she came up to him. He was dressed in a midnight blue dress shirt and khaki pants. Nathan handed her the flowers, which she took and just looked down at.
"You don't have to be," Haley said finally looking up at his eye, "I over- reacted."
"No, I shouldn't have accused you of the things that I did," Nathan said meeting her gaze.
"You were joking, it's alright."
"Still I'm sorry," Nathan sweetly kissed her. They held each other's gaze for a few moments until Nathan led her over to the table that was set up. She placed the flowers on the bench and just took in her surroundings.
"Why'd you do all of this?" Haley questioned still looking around.
"Because I love you," he stated simply, yet with so much passion, "Now onto the main course my lady."
He lifted up the silver plate cover and it revealed macaroni and cheese.
"Food of the gods," Haley whispered recalling their first date.
"Yeah, that's if the gods are five year olds," Nathan said recalling the same moment.
They ate in piece just being content in each other's presence.
"Nathan, you know you're one in a million, right?"
"I do now."
"I love you, Nathan Scott."
"I love you too, Haley James."
"Would you like to dance?" Nathan said a few moments later.
"Sure...but where's the music?"
"Imagine it."
Haley rose and was taken into Nathan's embrace. They slowly swayed to the imaginary beat as they were staring into each other's eyes. Nathan slowly lifted her chin and kissed her with all the emotion he could muster.
"I'm not going anywhere," Nathan whispered as they pulled apart.
"Neither am I."
They slowly danced the night away as the fireflies came out and joined them in their rhythmical dance.