A/N: Switching point of view: (Haley's point of view)- for one section only, sorry long time no update...anyways here's the next part. and thanxs to all the reviews!

Haley looked for Lucas or Nathan at lunch. She spotted Lucas first.

"Hey," Lucas greeted her.

"Hey," Haley replied happy to see her best friend. Haley paused before speaking. "Have you seen Nathan lately? He never called me back last night."

"Yeah, he told me to tell you to meet him at the café at 8 on Saturday."

"And why didn't he tell me this himself?" Haley asked.

"He's sick." Lucas said, "I don't think he's here today."

"Oh," Haley said. Haley was worried but she didn't want to admit that, even to Lucas. Just like you hid the reasons you divorced Nathan? A little voice said in her head.

Lucas was having similar thoughts.

"So tell me, Haley. Why did you divorce Nathan? He's not taking it very well." Haley sighed.

"I know. But I have my reasons." Haley would not say what they were, however. But, Lucas pressed her.

"And you never told me what those reasons were." Haley paused. Maybe I should tell him. But just then, Anna came up and wrapped her arms around Lucas. Lucas turned all his attention to her. Haley sighed. She picked up her things and left. Her best friend just totally ignored her. But, Haley reasoned, I have been distant from him lately. I haven't told him anything. And I don't want to. I'm sure Anna will find out somehow. The thought was bitter and angry.

And why am I feeling so sympathetic for Nathan? Haley chided herself. She knew the main reason she had divorced him. Something more then just the cheating. Something she had discovered in the apartment. She had found it in fact.

The day had been stressful. It was exactly one month before Haley fatefully had decided to divorce Nathan. Haley had gone to their room, just wanting to sleep. But then she noticed a dresser drawer was open. It was Nathan. Something was sticking out. A bottle. Haley took the bottle out.

In it she found some drugs. Some were missing. Haley had been shocked. She could not believe her husband was keeping this secret from her. She could not believe Nathan was even doing drugs, after what happened last year. With the cheating, Nathan had lied twice. Who knew how many more times he lied? Haley sure didn't know.

Why did he do it? He obviously did not love me as much as I thought. Haley was bitter. She grew distant from Nathan after the discovery. There was nothing to say to him anymore, and the letter from Lauren was the final straw. From that moment on, Haley could not count on Nathan to take care of her and her baby. That was another secret she kept from Nathan. She was pregnant. 5 months now, and beginning to show. Brooke and Peyton knew. Haley was glad Lucas did not notice it. She knew a lot of that was her avoidance of him and Anna. The so-called "love of his life."

She half expected Nathan to notice it when she talked to him yesterday. But he didn't and Haley was glad.

However, she was planning to tell him on Saturday. She thought he at least deserved to know why she divorced him and that she was pregnant. They wouldn't have been able to support a child. Haley left him, so she wouldn't have to deal with the fear that he would leave her once he found out they couldn't support a child, just like Dan did to Karen years ago.

"Haley?" a voice asked her. It was Peyton. "You all right?"

"Yeah, I was just thinking." She looked down at her stomach. Peyton nodded in understanding.

"You're telling him on Saturday, right?" Peyton asked.

"Yeah," Haley said. "I hope he'll show up. He's not here today. Lucas says he's sick or something."

"Oh I see," Peyton, replied not really carrying about her ex-boyfriend, because of what he did to Haley. But she could see Haley was worried. Peyton could see that Haley still cared no matter what she claimed.

"I miss him. A lot." Haley said suddenly. She suddenly hugged Peyton. "God, I love him so much still."

Why do I regret my decision so much?

A/N: Okay back to Nathan's point of view.

The room was dark. In fact the whole house was dark. The light made Nathan's head hurt. He was asleep when Lucas came in.

Lucas switched on the light. Nathan groaned and shielded his eyes. In the light Lucas could see how pale Nathan was. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was wet and matted around his head.

"Turn it off," Nathan said in a hoarse voice, so unlike his own. Lucas did obeyed.

"Sorry, Luke, but it gives me a headache. You can turn the light on in the hall. Lucas got up and turned it on. He had to be able to see a little.

"Not feeling good, are you?" Lucas asked his brother.

"Yeah. I told you I'm sick."

"Yeah, I can see that," Lucas said. He thought Nathan could have just wanted to ditch a couple of days, but no Nathan was actually pretty sick. Lucas was a bit concerned. Nathan had a fever and everything.

"Do you want anything?" Lucas asked and then noticed everything was cluttered on his brother's desk. A thermometer, water, pills, Kleenex, trash can, whatever anyone needed when they were sick.

"Feel like eating?"

"Nah," Nathan replied. Nathan looked at the clock by his bed. 5:02 in the evening. He had been sleeping since 10 that morning. All the covers were burrowed around him, for he had chills. There was a long pause.

"So," Lucas said, "I saw Haley and I gave her the message."

"Great," Nathan said. He gave his brother a weak smile. Another pause. Lucas found that he was having little to say to Nathan for some reason. Normally they talked a lot. But, then again Nathan was sick and he probably didn't feel much like talking anyways.

"So, I just came by to see how you were doing."

"Thanks," was Nathan's reply. "I think I'll be out a few days but I'll be fine. It's just some flu."

"That's good." Lucas said. "Oh and in case you were wondering, Whitey isn't mad."

"Okay." Nathan said. He just wanted to sleep. He felt horrible, despite what he told Lucas. "Listen, Luke, I'm going to sleep."

"All right." Lucas got out his homework and began doing some. Whatever Nathan said, Lucas didn't want to leave his brother all alone while he was sick. And he certainly did not expect Nathan's parents to do anything about it or even know.

They probably had cheered when Haley divorced Nathan. They never came to approve of their marriage. In fact, Nathan's parents went so far as to make snide comments about Haley so often, Lucas almost didn't notice them when he overheard Deb talking to his mom Karen.

Nathan woke up around 9. He looked surprised to see Lucas still there.

"Hey thanks," Nathan said. He knew Lucas had stayed to watch over him. "You didn't have to do that."

"I know." Lucas said. "But you're my brother." He hesitated.

"Luke?" Nathan asked him with concern and confusion. "Is everything all right?"

"Yeah, with me. But, what you are doing to yourself over Haley? I think you really need to get over her Nate." Nathan did not say anything at first.

He sat upright in bed, causing dizziness to shoot through him and his head to ache.

"Don't say that." Nathan voice was shot, but it was still harsh sounding. "Don't."

"I'm sorry, bro, but look how it's affecting you, your health."

"Just shut up Lucas!" Nathan shouted as loud as he could, which was not very loud at all.

"I'm just trying to help."

"Well you're not! Damnit Luke I loved her. I loved her." Nathan doubled over in bed beginning to cough. He stopped long enough to say, "Get out. Just get out."

"Nathan," Lucas began to say sympathetically.

Nathan cut him off. "Luke. Listen. I'm exhausted and sick and I don't feel like arguing with you. Just please get out of my apartment."

"Okay," was all Lucas could say. But you really need to learn to accept it.

Nathan was breathing heavily in the bed. The argument had taken a lot out of him. Anger was filled inside of him. He didn't want to accept anything. He just wouldn't. He was going to do things his way. Lucas didn't know anything. Saturday couldn't come soon enough for Nathan.

If he could just get over this flu first. He knew Lucas had meant well, but any thoughts about Haley…well he didn't want to think about the possibility of getting over her. He just wanted her back.