Wake Me Up With Morning Light
Disclaimer, I do not own One Tree Hill or any of the shows characters.
I would also like to give credit to one of my personal favorite fan fiction authors Carys5. She is an amazing author and after reading her story I was able to finish thinking about this story and finally type it up. I also got the idea of Haley being a Sport trainer from her; I was originally going to make her Clark's manager but realized that this would make OS much more sense. I get most of my ideas from reading lots and lots of fictions and coming up with my own ideas. If I take something certain I will make SURE to credit you as I am doing now for Carys5. Thank you again Carys5!
"Always Remembering"
"Hey sweetie," he said as he poked his head in my office. I stood up as the smile appeared on my face. It seemed that whenever he entered a room my face would light up. "Your red Haley," Brooke commented. I turned even redder as she said this; I guess I wasn't the only one who noticed the smile. I walked across the room and met him halfway. He engulfed me in a hug as we kissed.
"How is your day so far?" He asked me as we parted. "Good, first day in almost two weeks that I might just get off work on time." I replied as I smiled yet again. Boy did I smile a lot when I was around him. But I didn't mind, I loved to be around him. "Good, I was thinking that just maybe, I could take my gorgeous girlfriend out to a nice dinner." "Oh I would love that," I replied as I kissed him yet again. He knew how much work I had been doing lately and he would always try and surprise me, or take me out to dinner as soon as the workload was lighter. "Well then I better get going, but I'll see you at home." He said kissing me goodbye. "Reservations are for 8pm," he added as he left the room, closing the door behind him.
I stood with that goofy smile still plastered on my face as thoughts of dinner ran through my head. "Icky kissing auntie Hawey," Jessy giggled as my thoughts drifted back towards earth. "Oh now is it," I replied to Jessica as I half ran over to her and scooped her up in my arms twirling her around my office. She giggled as I did this, her smile never leaving her face. "Haley are trying to make my daughter throw up?" Brooke asked me as she took Jessy from my arms. "Oh lighten up Brooke, I was just playing." I replied as I took a seat behind my desk once again. Realizing that even though my workload was 10 times lighter then it had been in the past two weeks that I needed to get back to work if I had any intention of getting up by 6pm.
"You ready to leave?" She asked me as she put helped Jessy with her fall jacket. "Yeah, but if I even think about wanting to go with out to dinner with Clark tonight we can't be long." I replied grabbing my own jacket as grabbed my purse and started leading her towards my car. "You still haven't changed Haley, all work and no play." She teased me. "No play," Jessica mimicked her. "You got that right baby girl, tell that aunt Haley of yours to start having some fun." Brooke smiled at the little girl and shutting the back door. She opened the door next to me and sat down. "Lunch?" she questions as I just shook my head at her and put the car into drive.
"I'm serious Hales, you need to get out more, I know you and Clark do things all the time but Luke and I have to practically drag you by the feet to do anything." "I know Brooke, but when I'm not working I like to spend my time with Clark," I confessed in-between bites of my BLT that I had ordered. "I completely understand that but you can't just shut out the only friends you have you know." She said now smiling. I could tell that she was just joking with me but she was mostly right. Other then a couple people from work that I talked to, her and Luke were my only friends. "Oh but that is where you are wrong my Brooke, your stuck with me. I'm family." I replied with a large smile across my face.
"The papers in front of me were going to eat me alive one of these days I swear. It seemed like no matter how many hours I worked I just couldn't stay on top of everything. As soon as I got back from lunch I had to go see a couple of the players. It seemed that the floor hadn't been completely dry before practice started again after lunch. Three of the players were running in from different directions after the ball. One had slipped on the water and ran into the other two. Leaving me with even more work.
I honestly did love what I did. I got to work one on one with the players and get to make a difference. I am the sports trainer for the NY Knicks. Right after collage I left Tree Hill for NY. I moved into a dorm with two other girls and started studying. I knew that I needed to keep my scholarship if I ever wanted to get where I wanted to be. I mean all I did in college was study. I didn't do any of that partying into the wee hours of the morning. No, in the wee hours of the morning I had several books open across my bed along with a couple notebooks.
My roommates all joked that if I didn't have a little fun in college that someday I would regret it. But I haven't and I don't think I ever will. Not only did I finish undergraduate work almost two full years ahead of them, but I had a huge jump on grad school, and was within 20 some credits of finishing that.
"Ms. Scott someone is on line one for you," Carlie my secretary informed me. Was I daydreaming again I thought? I had been doing that a lot lately. "OK thank you Carlie," I replied as I picked up the phone.
"Hello Ms. Scott speaking." "It's really good to hear your voice again Haley," a women's voice replied. "Deb?" I said not believe that it was really her on the other line. "So how are you?" she asked me if we were old friends. "I'm good, really good." I replied not knowing what I should do. "A trainer with a professional sports team. You've really moved up in this world. Haley, I'm really proud of you." She told me. I stood up and started pacing the room; I was confused as hell as to why she was calling me. It had been years since I had last talked to her. "Thanks Deb, is there something I could help you with?" I asked her. "Still the same old Haley I see. No not really, I just wanted to say Hello. It's been years since we talked. I was talking to Brooke the other day and she accidentally mentioned something about you. After awhile she finally gave in and gave me your number please don't be mad at her Haley." She replied. "No its ok Deb really. But I better get going I have plans for tonight and I don't want to be late." I was hoping that I could make this conversation as short as possible. That way she couldn't even have the chance to ask me anything. "Oh of course, but would you mind if I called again? Maybe we could meet for lunch sometime. I would really like to see you." She asked. "I'm actually up in NY I replied glad that it was a ways from her place in NC to mine in NY.
"Well actually so am I, I moved up here about 3 years ago." She replied. The smile quickly faded as I realized there was no way of getting out of this one. I made a mental note to blame Brooke for this but knew I could never stay mad at Brooke for more then a second. "Oh well then of course." I replied. "How about lunch on Monday?" she asked. "Sure, well I'll see you Monday then." I replied as I hung up. I let out a breath I knew I had been holding. 'Oh what fun,' I thought to myself as I realized that I was going to talk to Deb again. This time in person, not just over the phone where she couldn't tell how I was really acting.
I quickly finished up filing the last paperwork on some players and grabbed my purse and jacket. I locked up my office and headed toward my car, 'tonight was going to be fun." I thought as I walked toward my car.
"Are you ready yet?" He asked for the 10th time. "Do you know how impatient you are?" I asked him with a smile on my face. He kissed me on the cheek as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Do you realize how long it takes you to get ready?" He asked me. I looked into the mirror at my reflection. All that was missing from the perfect outfit was my dangle earrings as Clark liked to call them. "Do you realize how difficult it is to put earrings in with you attached?" I joked as he kissed me again on the cheek and left the bathroom. I could hear him turn on the TV. Sports channel no doubt. I swear that's all that was ever on that TV, what was the point in even paying for all the channels when we only used the sports center channels. Perfect I told myself as I finally exited the bathroom.
"Now we can go." I told him innocently as I grabbed my purse.
"Oh wow Clark, this restaurant is perfect." I whispered in his ear as we got out of the car. He handed the key over to the man and stuck the ticket in his pocket. "Only the best for my Haley," he replied as he slid his arm around my waist and we entered the restaurant.
"Mr. Jones, could I get your autograph?" a little boy with blonde hair asked Clark as soon as we were seated. "Of course he replied as he handed the paper back to the little boy. He smiled and walked back over to his own table. "That was really sweet Clark." I said kissing him.
I always loved how Clark was so good with his young fans, he always agreed to autographs and pictures. The little boys thought he was a god and well I couldn't help but agree he was pretty perfect. This year was his 3rd year playing for NY and he was amazing at it. He was older then me by those 3 years but I didn't care. He didn't either so it worked for us. And that's all that mattered in the end... us
"Haley..." Clark said waving his hand in front of my face. "Oh sorry," I replied slightly blushing. "What did you say?" I asked. "I asked if the food was good," He replied starting to laugh at me at me. "Its really good Clark, thank you again for dinner." I replied. "Anything for you Hales." He replied kissing me.
"Haley, I want you to know that I love you more then anyone I have ever loved. We've been together for almost a year and a half now." Clark started, I didn't know what he was doing, was he braking up with me?" I was confused by his sudden speech. "...We've had so many good memories together and worked through a couple rough spots. Well Haley, what I am trying to say is... Dr. Scott will you marry me?" He asked now opening a red velvet box he was holding. Inside was the most gorgeous ring I had ever seen in my life. It was gold with a large diamond in the middle and 3 smaller ones on each side. I ten realized I still had yet to answer him. "Of course I will marry you Clark?" I replied throwing both of my arms around his neck.
He smiled and slipped the ring onto my ring finger. It was wired, having a ring on that finger again. It had felt so bare for so long but not any more.
I quickly lifted the covers off and laid them gently onto Clark. I slid my legs out from underneath the rest of the blankets and set them on the floor. I then stood and started walking towards the door. I reached the bedroom door and I quietly opened it, looking back to make sure Clark was still asleep. I tiptoed through the apartment until I reach the hall closet. I opened the door, still quiet to not wake him up. As soon as I turned on the light I found what I was looking for. The box was blue and said Tree Hill on it.
I pulled it off the top shelf and shut the closet behind me. I walked over to the couch and sat down with the box placed in my lap. As I lifted off the lid I immediately saw a small blue blanket that was no bigger then a newborn on it. I carefully lifted it out of the box and ran my fingers over the words Michael Nathan Scott. I quickly wiped away a single tear that had fallen down my face as I did this. I then set the small blanket down on my lap as if trying to find some comfort in it. I then pulled out a couple pictures that lay in the box, I had looked at them a million times, but that wasn't what I was looking for. I set them back in the box and continued looking for it. I then noticed it, what I had gotten out of bed to get. I pulled out a small blue velvet box. It was very similar to the one that Clark had been holding earlier that night.
I ran my fingers over it, and lifted the lid. Inside of the box lay a small gold band. I looked down at the engagement ring on my left finger and took it off. Carefully setting it on the coffee table in front of me. I then took the small gold band out of the box and placed it on my finger where Clark's ring had been just seconds ago.
Tears started falling down my face as I looked at the ring.
