Hey everyone, once again thanks for the reviews. I'm sorry that some of you don't like Haley's POV much. Unfortunately this chapter is from her POV as well so bear with me. Just so you know, the from the next update onward, the story will be through Nathan's POV only. I guess I'm better at writing through his POV since I can relate to him more than Haley. Oh and nate, I had to make Haley be in love with Nathan. That's the whole purpose of me writing this fic. I've read tons of Naley fics and I wanted this one to be different. If I made her be the way you suggested, then this fic would end up being just like every other Naley fic out there. I hope you will continue to read my fic. Thanks soo much for replying everyone. It really means a LOT!! Enjoy the update!

Haley's POV cont'd

Have you ever seen him play basketball? I tell you, it is an absolute pleasure to watch,

even for me, the least sports loving person you'll ever meet. When he plays, all eyes are

on him. When he shoots, he has this look in his eyes. Its a look of true determination. Its

like the whole world could fall apart in that instant but he'd still be there, holding the ball

and aiming to make the perfect shot.

You're probably wondering, if I care so deeply about him, then why have I never

spoken to him? Truth is, I know that if I ever do, then things will change. You see

Nathan and I share this special bond. I can sense when he is nearby and can always tell

if he is happy or sad just by looking at his face. He tries to mask his emotions but he can

never hide it from me. When I pass him in the hallway, I try and look anywhere but at

him. Even though I don't look at him, I know that he is looking at me. I'm afraid that if I

ever made the mistake of looking into his deep blue eyes, I'd get lost in them. And in the

process he would find out about all of my problems. I have a feeling that he has the

ability of reading me like a book and that is what scares me. We are too compatible for

each other. If we had a relationship and somehow things things fell apart, then that would
be the end of us. Both he and I would be completely destroyed. And I never want that

to happen.

Nathan leads a peaceful life, one where he is not forced to deal with the harsh

consequences of life. And I know that if I were to come into his life, then all that peace

would vanish. I'm drowning in a sea of troubles and if he were to come into my life, then

he too would be brought down with me. I know that someday, the fire in me will burnout
and I never want the same to happen to Nathan. Seeing him in pain would destroy me.

I wouldn't wish my life upon even my worst enemy, not that I actually have one. I try to

be friendly with everyone, and in return everyone is friendly with me. No matter how

depressing my life gets, I never show it to the outside world. I bury myself in school,

work and tutoring, the last place I ever want to be is at home.

When I go home, it feels like a totally different world to me. My world outside of school

is one of loneliness. As a result of my utterly incompetent parents, I was forced to grow

up too soon. Thanks to them, I never got to experience the joys of childhood.

They say that daughters are most loved by their fathers. However, that was never the

case with me. I longed for my father's love but never got any. My dad never cared for

me. When I was six years old, my father left us. He left my mom and I to fend for

ourselves. I've always resented him for that. I never blamed him for leaving my mom

since it had gotten to the point where they couldn't even stay in the same room together.

But I've always blamed him for leaving ME. I tried desperately to make him happy but

he never was. I guess I wasn't good enough for him. I haven't seen my dad since that

day and frankly I have no desire of ever seeing him again. I blame my father for putting

me in the position where I am today.

After my father left, my mom went into depression and has yet to come out of it. Eleven

years have passed since the day daddy left yet it seems like nothing has changed. My

mother worked to support us for a couple of years and then decided to put the burden

on me. Since the age of 14, I have been forced to be the sole breadwinner in my family.

All my mom ever does is lay in bed and cry. I think she is still in love with him. And

when on the rare occasion she does go out, she only goes out to have a drink. Over the

years my mom has turned into an alcoholic. I work my ass of to provide for us and she

blows off my hard earned money on drinks and then has the audacity to accuse me of

not doing my share of work in the household! I get so frustrated sometimes, I feel like I

should desert her too, just like my dad did. No matter how often I may think of the

possibility, I know that such a thing will never happen. I'm too caring for that. I know she
doesn't deserve my love, but I still care for she is the only one I have in this world.

I think that is why I want to believe in fairy tales so badly. I want someone to love and

take care of me like I have done with my mother in the past. Something tells me that

Nathan Scott is the one who is going to make this wish of mine come true. I just hope

that that day arrives sometime in the near future.