Summary: A deeper look into Nathan and Peyton's relationship.
Notes: I've always thought there was more between Nathan and Peyton than the show ever really portrayed. So, this is my take on their relationship. I don't know whether I'm going to keep them together, because I don't think they're right for each other when it all comes down to it, but I do believe there's a reason they were together.
Rating: PG
Not Our Song
Chapter 1
Peyton sat indian style in the corner of her closet. Her sketchbook lay in her lap and her pencil in her hand. It was something she did everyday, sometimes well into the night. Her web cam pointed towards the door, not her. She was secretly hoping someone was watching. And not just anyone. There was someone in particular she wanted to be watching. Someone who she needed to be watching. She hoped he was. She tried to forget about him, but that was pointless. Everything she did, especially drawing, always involved him somehow. She liked it, or a part of her liked it. Peyton sunk back into her work and waited. She waited almost an hour and the phone rang. She looked at the caller ID display and smiled as she answered.
"What are you doing?" He asked getting to the point. He never did well with pleasantries.
"Drawing."
"No you're not."
"How do you know?"
"Because I can't see you."
"You watch me?"
"You know I watch you, Peyton. I bought you the web cam." She smiled. "So what are you really doing?"
"Drawing. I turned the web cam away."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted to see if you would call and you did."
"I watch you draw every night. It's the only thing I can pretty much count on."
Peyton sat down in front of her desk and turned the web cam to her. "What do you see now?" She asked sticking out her tongue.
"My girlfriend acting like a dumbass." He replied playfully.
"You are watching!" She said with a smile.
"You don't have to play games with me, Peyton."
"I'm not. I just…I wanted to see if you'd notice."
"Am I really that bad of a boyfriend that you have to set me up to see if I care?"
"No. It was just for my piece of mind."
"Well, do you have it now?" He asked a bit annoyed.
"Yeah. So what are you doing?"
"About to take a shower."
"Oh really." Nathan smiled as an evil grin spread across his girlfriend's face. "You know you could always shower here." He chuckled lightly.
"You don't know how much I'd like to, but Grandpa came into town and Dad's making me go to dinner with the two of them."
"That sounds fun." She said making a disgusted face.
"I can see you, Peyton. And I know it's going to suck, but Grandpa's worse than Dad about these things, so I'm stuck."
"I'm sorry. But I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah. We'll do something."
"We, as in me and you? Or 'we' as in me, you, Tim, Brooke, and everyone else."
"I don't know yet."
"Okay." She couldn't help but sound a bit disappointed. It seemed they never did anything alone.
"I know you're tired of hanging out with the guys, but they're the guys, you know? But I'll try and make it just me and you. I promise."
"Thanks."
"Well, I better go. Night Peyton."
"Night."
Peyton sighed as she hung up the phone. She really wished they could be alone. Things were easier when they were. They didn't fight that much when everyone else wasn't involved. She believed that their problem wasn't them, it was everyone else in their business. Nathan was different when it was just the two of them. She knew why he acted the way he did most of the time, but it still hurt that he wouldn't put her first. But he did call and that counted for something. It was enough for now.
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