Chapter 8:
"Whoo-hoo! Time to Paaartay!" Brooke cried, as she led us into one of Boston's more popular nightclubs, Mist.
Jake laughed. "Brooke, for you, it's always time to party." He joked.
"Ha ha." She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Very mature." Haley nudged her friend, sending her auburn curls bouncing all over her face. I still couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked tonight. Her hair wasn't as long as it had been in high school, it only fell to her shoulders, but tonight it bounced around her pretty face in a mass of curls. She had worn a pair of dark red leather pants and a black see0through long sleeved top that was over a black camisole. Black leather boots boosted her smaller frame so her head actually reached my shoulder tonight.
"Well, I thought this was a party. Let's dance!" Brooke whooped, grabbing Jake's arm in one hand and Haley's in the other. Haley reached back and grabbed my hand before Brooke dragged us onto the dance floor.
The song was quick and upbeat. I recognized it as Usher's "Yeah" that blasted out of the speakers. Brooke immediately began to move her hips in a quick sensuous rhythm; that seemed to grab the attention of many guys around them. Jake, deciding to play protector, took his place behind her.
Haley tilted her head and smirked up at me, before beginning to imitate Brooke's moves. Needless to say I was hypnotized. Her hips moved in a smooth arc, moving back and forth and I couldn't tear my eyes away. Then, she nearly backed into me, so I grasped her hips instinctively; watching my hands move with those hips put me under her spell.
I looked up and saw Jake smirking at me like an idiot. He winked and mouthed, "I knew it." I shook my head and looked back down at Haley. There was no space between us now and her head was just under my chin. Her hair smelled tropical and mixed with her perfume made a delicious scent. I swear if this wasn't Haley, we wouldn't be in the club for much longer.
The song ended, but that didn't faze us because another one just started up again. I wasn't moving on my own anymore, I followed Haley's body like it was my own and it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
Haley spun around quickly so she was facing me. She was flush up against me and I gripped her hips to keep her there. This sensation of having her this close was both weird and pleasant at the same time. Haley's amber eyes smoldered with want and I was glad to see I wasn't alone in the feeling.
"Luke?" Her voice was soft, almost wary. She looked hesitant and nervous. The only thing that hinted us ever being more than friends were the subtle flirting we sometimes shared. Otherwise everything seemed platonic.
Not tonight, though. Tonight, all I felt was a raw and intense need for her. I tried to control it by repeating to myself that it was Haley, but that only seemed to make the need grow stronger. This wasn't how it was supposed to be with us, but I couldn't seem to stop it.
Slowly by slowly, everything seemed to fade away, the music, the people, the club in general. It was just Haley and I in a cloud of, well, Mist. No other girl had ever made me feel this way. Not Peyton, not Brooke, not Nikki, no one. It was Haley, just Haley.
'It's always Haley.' A voice whispered in the back of my mind. It was true. No matter who I dated or who I thought I was in love with, it was always Haley that I went back to. She's mine, my Haley. My sweet, loving, caring, giving Haley.
"Haley." I breathed her name; it sounded husky at it left my lips.
"Let's get out of here." She whispered.
Wordlessly I slipped my hand into hers and led her off the dance floor. We left the club and grabbed the nearest taxi. The drive back to her apartment was filled with tense anticipation. We both bolted from the cab once I had paid.
"Lucas." She turned to me, before opening the door. She bit her lip, looking nervous and hesitant again. "I'm not ready to go that far tonight."
I cupped her chin in my hand. I loved how she said my name. "Then we won't go that far. I won't push."
Her eyes filled with relief and hope. "Just kiss me for now." She barely got the sentence out, before I crushed my lips over hers, as she opened the door. We stumbled back into her bedroom, continuing our heated make-up session.
Things were changing tonight. Whether it was the full moon tonight or the fumes from the club, something was making me want anything I could get from Haley. Anything she was willing to give was enough for me.
It was like I was split in two tonight. One part of me was on fire, just going crazy if I wasn't touching her. The other part was just completely still and calm, knowing tha something about this was right.
Uh-oh for you Naley fans. Lol, that was just for the Laley fans right now. This isn't final, Naley could still come back in the end. I'm just making things more complicated. Whoo, was that steamy or what? Haha, I love it. Anyways, review for more people. Nathan and Luke are going to have a confrontation and Nathan will finally arrive in Boston.
"Whoo-hoo! Time to Paaartay!" Brooke cried, as she led us into one of Boston's more popular nightclubs, Mist.
Jake laughed. "Brooke, for you, it's always time to party." He joked.
"Ha ha." She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Very mature." Haley nudged her friend, sending her auburn curls bouncing all over her face. I still couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked tonight. Her hair wasn't as long as it had been in high school, it only fell to her shoulders, but tonight it bounced around her pretty face in a mass of curls. She had worn a pair of dark red leather pants and a black see0through long sleeved top that was over a black camisole. Black leather boots boosted her smaller frame so her head actually reached my shoulder tonight.
"Well, I thought this was a party. Let's dance!" Brooke whooped, grabbing Jake's arm in one hand and Haley's in the other. Haley reached back and grabbed my hand before Brooke dragged us onto the dance floor.
The song was quick and upbeat. I recognized it as Usher's "Yeah" that blasted out of the speakers. Brooke immediately began to move her hips in a quick sensuous rhythm; that seemed to grab the attention of many guys around them. Jake, deciding to play protector, took his place behind her.
Haley tilted her head and smirked up at me, before beginning to imitate Brooke's moves. Needless to say I was hypnotized. Her hips moved in a smooth arc, moving back and forth and I couldn't tear my eyes away. Then, she nearly backed into me, so I grasped her hips instinctively; watching my hands move with those hips put me under her spell.
I looked up and saw Jake smirking at me like an idiot. He winked and mouthed, "I knew it." I shook my head and looked back down at Haley. There was no space between us now and her head was just under my chin. Her hair smelled tropical and mixed with her perfume made a delicious scent. I swear if this wasn't Haley, we wouldn't be in the club for much longer.
The song ended, but that didn't faze us because another one just started up again. I wasn't moving on my own anymore, I followed Haley's body like it was my own and it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
Haley spun around quickly so she was facing me. She was flush up against me and I gripped her hips to keep her there. This sensation of having her this close was both weird and pleasant at the same time. Haley's amber eyes smoldered with want and I was glad to see I wasn't alone in the feeling.
"Luke?" Her voice was soft, almost wary. She looked hesitant and nervous. The only thing that hinted us ever being more than friends were the subtle flirting we sometimes shared. Otherwise everything seemed platonic.
Not tonight, though. Tonight, all I felt was a raw and intense need for her. I tried to control it by repeating to myself that it was Haley, but that only seemed to make the need grow stronger. This wasn't how it was supposed to be with us, but I couldn't seem to stop it.
Slowly by slowly, everything seemed to fade away, the music, the people, the club in general. It was just Haley and I in a cloud of, well, Mist. No other girl had ever made me feel this way. Not Peyton, not Brooke, not Nikki, no one. It was Haley, just Haley.
'It's always Haley.' A voice whispered in the back of my mind. It was true. No matter who I dated or who I thought I was in love with, it was always Haley that I went back to. She's mine, my Haley. My sweet, loving, caring, giving Haley.
"Haley." I breathed her name; it sounded husky at it left my lips.
"Let's get out of here." She whispered.
Wordlessly I slipped my hand into hers and led her off the dance floor. We left the club and grabbed the nearest taxi. The drive back to her apartment was filled with tense anticipation. We both bolted from the cab once I had paid.
"Lucas." She turned to me, before opening the door. She bit her lip, looking nervous and hesitant again. "I'm not ready to go that far tonight."
I cupped her chin in my hand. I loved how she said my name. "Then we won't go that far. I won't push."
Her eyes filled with relief and hope. "Just kiss me for now." She barely got the sentence out, before I crushed my lips over hers, as she opened the door. We stumbled back into her bedroom, continuing our heated make-up session.
Things were changing tonight. Whether it was the full moon tonight or the fumes from the club, something was making me want anything I could get from Haley. Anything she was willing to give was enough for me.
It was like I was split in two tonight. One part of me was on fire, just going crazy if I wasn't touching her. The other part was just completely still and calm, knowing tha something about this was right.
Uh-oh for you Naley fans. Lol, that was just for the Laley fans right now. This isn't final, Naley could still come back in the end. I'm just making things more complicated. Whoo, was that steamy or what? Haha, I love it. Anyways, review for more people. Nathan and Luke are going to have a confrontation and Nathan will finally arrive in Boston.
