Okay, new Chapter. Ya'll didn't do sobad with the reviews, and I've been thinkin, I really want to merge Chapter 8 and 9 together, because Chapter 8 is really short, but it has to be thrown in there, and the two together would be about the length of my normal ones, but they really should be divided into two Chapters, which is why they are two chapters, so without further delay

Chapter 8- After Game Reunion

After the game Haley waited outside the gym for Brooke and Peyton to claim their kids. Brooke walked up to Haley, Peyton not far behind, because she had no idea what random person Brooke left their kids with. Brooke ran up and hugged Haley, who was standing with Taylor and Chris, who had their kids.
"Nice to see you too, Brooke," Haley said through Brooke's constricting hugs. Peyton silently laughed, even though she wasn't sure who it was Brooke was hugging, it was still funny.
"Peyton, you remember tutor girl don't you, she's a total life saver, hey Lukie," Brooke said picking up Luke, who was running to her.
"Haley?" Peyton questioned.
"Yes," Haley said holding Nate's hand, who was growing impatient. Peyton pried Jenny away from Taylor, and they promised to see each other next game.
"OMG, so that was you singing, you're really good," Peyton looked at her watch, "Brooke, we have to go, the party, after the game, Haley, you want to come," Peyton remembered she was there.
"No, I couldn't."
"Please, pretty please," Brooke begged, "they can come too," she pointed to Taylor and Chris.
"Okay, sure, I'll go."
"Yeay," Brooke cheered. They all went to an average restaurant for dinner, nothing special, but everyone was there.
Haley sat next to Nate, of course, and Chris was on his other side, next to Taylor. Peyton, Jake and Jenny were across from them, and Luke. Lucas and Brooke at one end of the table, then scattered around were Time, Theresa, Bevin, Skills, Fergie, Edwards, Mouth and Erica, and a couple others. Nathan arrived last, and sat in the only other available seat, next to Haley. She was far more concerned about Nate than herself. Everyone was introduced, and reintroduced.
Haley started to get a little worried about Nathan after his, what was it, fourth beer, in less than a half hour. He was just starting his fifth. Nobody said anything about it, and act as if it were as natural as a fish swimming in water, for a man to have so many drinks in one sitting, so quickly. She looked to Lucas, who offered no answers to her glare. She finally took it upon herself.
"Nathan, don't you think you've had about enough?"
"Yea, I do think I've had enough, enough of you, and you're selfishness to last me a lifetime," Nathan said, his words slurring a bit.
"Nathan!"
"What, you've turned yourself into a bitch, congratulations Haley, a round of applause," Nathan stood up and started clapping.
"Nathan, sit down!"
"You can't tell me what to do, no one can, I tell myself what to do, I'm a man," he drained another beer and started another, his sixth, a case.
Haley got up and took Nate's hand, "Nate, come on, let's go, I don't want you influenced by this bad behavior. Everyone, it was nice seeing you again, but I really think we should be going, so we will see you next game, Taylor, Chris, see you when you get home, and Nathan, don't count on ever, and I mean ever seeing Nate again, or playing ball with him, or talking to him, or even going near him, my restraint order stands, I will have you arrested, and thrown in jail, courts don't care how much of a big shot you are, law is law, and everyone, I'm sorry, and good night," Haley left, Nate following her closely. Nathan started cursing, he let her get away again, how could he be so stupid, she was giving him a chance, and he blew it.

Haley and Nate walked out to the car and went home, not looking back, of course not, but that gave Nathan all the more reason to drink more. He moved to the bar though, when everyone else left, and drank some, more so cursing at himself, but drinking too. There was no way Haley would take his sorry behind back now, he blew it, and in front of his kid, too. He was such a worthless loser. He shoved his he didn't know how many-ith beer away and got up, barley even walking, he was so drunk.

He walked outside to where his personal driver was and got in the car, and told the driver where to go.

Chapter 9- Airing Your Dirty Laundry

Nathan arrived outside Haley's apartment, drunk, very drunk. He pounded on the door, hoping she would answer. He was a jerk to her, and he realized that now. There was also the fact of he wouldn't be able to see his son, play ball with his son, talk with his son, do anything with his son. That bit of reality smacked him in the face tonight. Before he knew it, but thought of him as Haley's son.

Haley still hadn't answered the door. Partly because she knew it was him, and partly because she was having a great time with Taylor, Chris and Nate. They were playing a trivia game, centered around Disney movies. Nate, of course, was winning, but Haley in a close second, then Taylor, and finally Chris, straggling behind. It was funny, the randomness of the guesses to the things unknown.

Nathan could hear the laughing from behind the door, and his heart dropped. They were having fun, and they didn't need him. His buzz pretty much wore off at that. He continued knocking on the door.

"Haley, can I show him his place, not here?" Chris finally asked, getting annoyed. They were playing in a direct view of the door, and could easily see if either pulled a fast one.
"Go ahead, don't hit him, don't get any closer than you need to, don't touch him, he could easily sue you, and send you to jail," Haley warned as Chris got up and answered the door.

"What do you want, man?" Chris said when he opened the door to Nathan.
"Haley, I want Haley," he said, clear as day, in a demanding tone.
"Well she doesn't want you, and I don't blame her, who would?"
"I know I made mistakes, that's why I'm here, I want to make it right, I want to show her that I am sorry, I do love her, I have missed her."
"She doesn't want to talk to you, so my best suggestion for you is to leave," Chris started to close the door, but Nathan grabbed it.
"No, I won't go anywhere until I talk to Haley, make it right, I love her, and I miss her, and I need her, and I want her." Haley walked over.
"Chris, its your turn, go play, I'll deal with him, Nathan, can you not get the message, you hurt me, you said that if I left, I won't be able to come back. Well, I left, I needed to know, know if I was good enough to be a singer, or just good enough for TRIC, the whole trip, the whole tour, those words swam around in my head, and when it came time to choose did I want to go back, I chose no, remembering those last words you said to me, I chose no, I chose Nate, and New York, and my sister, and my life, and I don't regret the fact that I did this. I love Nate, he is my life, if I would have come back, I know I wouldn't have him, I probably would have had an abortion without you knowing, because we wouldn't have been able to take care of him, and I love New York. I love the city life, fast paced, always on your toes, I love city life, I love quiet Tree Hill more, but I love the city. I don't regret letting my sister stay with me, I've gotten the opportunity to actually get to know my sister. We're more alike than meets the eye. She's great, and she's my best friend. She's helped me so much these last five years, she took care of Nate while I was at school, or work, and then worked herself, so we could make ends meet during that tough time. Chris, he is indeed a life saver. Nate loves him, he baby-sits whenever, he just great. This is my family, Nate, Taylor, Chris, and me, we are a family. You excluded yourself from this family, you could have found me, you could have called me and told me you didn't really mean what you said, you could have called and told me to come home, and I don't care if you say you gave up that basketball camp for me, well great for you, but I didn't ask you to, you could have gone, I would have supported you, unlike the way you supported me, now I need to get back to my family, it's probably my turn and they're picking out the hardest question in the box for me, in hopes I'll get it wrong, so I really have to go. I do feel refreshed now, letting it all out, everything that's been built up for five years, just out, and it sure feels good, I feel lighter than air, so thanks, and goodbye," she reached and tried to close the door, but he wouldn't let her.
"Well if you get to air your dirty laundry, so do I. I did call you, your phone was always off, or you never answered. I went to Texas to find you, all the way to Texas, you weren't there, okay, the bouncer said you weren't there. But I tried. It broke my heart that you left, I was hurt, and angry, and a mess. I kept pushing everyone that cared about me away, because the only person that I thought cared about me left, the only person I wanted left. I would stay out all night, burying my problems in a buzz, living it up, playing ball like it was going to disappear. Holding onto what I still had, that you didn't take with you. Got drafted on the NBA, total shocker, but I kept turning them down, hoping one day you'd come back. Then I get this call from a lawyer, he says he has some papers he wants me to sign, so I go down there, he said if I agree with what was written, to sign, if not he'll send it back and get terms I agree with, well I signed the stupid thing not reading it, I had no clue what it was, and I personally didn't care, and there was the fact I had been drinking when I signed them, so that adds to the no clue part. Now I find out that they're divorce papers, and custody papers. You sent me divorce papers, and I signed them, and then I signed over full custody of my son to you, a son I had no clue about. Well one day, the NBA asked again, and I said why not, maybe I can find you being on TV, and on the radio, and in newspapers. You would see me, and remember that you loved me, and miss me, and wanted to find me, but I was wrong. Very wrong, apparently you weren't here missing me, you were here living it up, being single, having fun, now I think to myself why did I wait for her, why? This was all just a waste of my time. You were a waste of my time."
"Nathan, I didn't know you called me, and I always turned my phone off during shows, and when I slept, I didn't want to be woken, its hard to get sleep on the tour. You could have left me a message, I checked them everyday waiting for you to call, hoping there'd be one from you, telling me your sorry and to come home. I sent you the papers, because I wanted you to be happy, not have to be tied down to me or Nate. Go live your life, I set you free, I erased all your obligations to me, as something for you. I was sure you didn't want me, since I left, so I sent the papers. I saw you on TV, every game, in fact, I have most of them taped, Nate likes them, and I clipped out of the newspapers every article on you, so at least if I never found you again, I couldn't hunt you down, when Nate started asking, I would have something to show him. He liked you enough by himself, he didn't need me telling him to like you. It really hurt me when he took it all down from his room. I couldn't believe it, but he did, after he met you, and I told him everything, he said he refused to love a man who hurt someone else he loved. I told him he didn't have to hate you because of what happened, but then he told me, if I don't want to love him, he might do the same thing to me, and I don't want that, and I don't want him to hurt you again. He's so sweet, and I love him, always watching out for me. And if you feel I was a waste of your time, why are you here, I can't give you time back, so deal, I didn't tell you to give up all that stuff, wait up at nights waiting to see if I would come home."
"Wow, I, I, wouldn't have thought-"
"Because you don't think," Haley interrupted.
"Yea, that to, but, I hear these word come out of my mouth, and its like what am I doing, and then I hear you, and you're calm, telling how you feel, telling me things that I don't even have the right to know, about my son, and that you would actually look for me, and you save all that stuff for him, that means a lot to me Haley."
"Well I'm glad it does someone, because I don't think Nate cares anymore. But I can't make him, and neither can you, only he can."
"I guess your right, and can I ask you something, since we're having this heart filled talk, and its been bugging me, why do you look so ridiculous?"
"Ridiculous?"
"Yea, like one of those girls in high school, super skinny, blonde, blue-eyed."
"Well, if you must know, we had rough times, so it was hard to put food on the table, pay rent, pay for college, and other things, plus all the walking I do in New York, and the running in the park with Nate, I never really noticed how skinny I got, thanks for bringing it up. The hair, well, me and Taylor love spending the summer at the beach, I mean all summer, sit out on the beach from sun up to sun down, laying out there on towels, while Chris and Nate did who knows what, played on the beach, walked the board walk, or sat in the beach house and played video games all day. It's mom and dad's beach house, and Taylor lived there sometimes, others here, it all depends. I liked it here, in the city, easier to get to what I needed. And then the blue eyes. Well, all the reading I do, I needed glasses, and I opted for contacts, so to go with the blondeness of the hair from the sun, I got blue. Blue eyes, all Taylor's idea. She said guys would be drooling all over me, and at the beach, they were, or both of us, laying out on beach towels, in the sand, string bikinis, and it kind of helped we were young with great bodies. It was fun. We went every summer, so yea, that's how I got my ridiculous look."
"Well I like the old Haley better, the one of a kind, all original Haley, the woman I married."
"Well, maybe that can be arranged."
"Maybe?"
"Okay, it can," she said, and kissed him then, followed him into the hallway and closed the door.

Okay, 20 reviews, I mean it this time
I would like to know something, cheers or jeers of the Chapters with the songs in them? Do ya'll like, hate, I want to know because I might do another, and I don't want to if ya'll don't like them. They are my original works, if you do a search for them, you won't find them, I wrote them, and I want to know how you feel about them. I've dont two, After Armageddon and Eye Of The Storm. If you have any suggestions please post, comments, things you want to change, things you like, you don't like, what you think or want to happen, let me know, maybe I can do something to make more people happy, give you what you want.
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