Okay, chapter fifteen, but first, my rambling, i know yall love it, basically yall are going down on the reviews and i want the numbers to go up.
Thanks to Duckygirl, RoseRows, heather dawn and Princessbm for reviewing the last chapter. Duckygirl: did i write fast enough and you will find out what nathan and haley's decisions are. Roserows: don't worry, there is no cliffhanger at the end of this chapter, i swear, and i know a coach probably wouldn't do that, however he wants to make money and he'll make more money if girls come to the games to see the single hott guy, which means he's making more money, and an agent, well agents are crap, they think of themselves and how much of your profits they get. heather dawn: you'll find out who they choose in this chapter, and i think there might be a way for them both to have both. Princessbm: I think they kind of do exactly what you said, and just read, i think you'll be pleased. I think i made them make the right choices. Anyone else, if you want your voice heard, review, i speak back and now i'm getting smarter (just a bit) and talking to you directly, yeay. questions will be answered. voices will be heard. we run a democracy not a dictatiorship lets use our rights and voice our opinions. Um I really enjoyed writing this chapter. A quick summary of this chapter: Haley and Nathan make their decisions on whether to choose their careers or each other. Vivian recieves devastating news regarding her chidlren. Quinn misses the life she once had. All summed together for a suprise ending nobody could have imagined (well except me causei kinda wrote it). See there was a purpose to Vivian's children in that one chapter. And I'm sorry but I did not include Chaylor (Chris and Taylor) in this chapter. I will put them in the next, I promise. You will also see how Nate reacts with his cousins (Cassie, Matt, Ashley and Luke (not in this chapter)). So stay tuned to upcoming drama. I've got a ton of things up my sleeve to pull out at any moment.
Chapter Fifteen- Trying To Get What We Once Knew
"I choose…"
Nathan was stopped in mid-sentence by the guys he knew practically his whole life, his teammates, most from the junior leagues together.
"Nathan, you don't need to choose," Tim said, Nathan didn't listen to him because, well he was Tim.
"Why not."
"Miami wants you, choose Miami, chicks, sun, chicks, fresh air, chicks, and did I mention chicks?"
"What Tim is trying to say, though he hasn't enough intelligence to is Miami has been eyeing all of us since Tree Hill, now's the time, you won't be missing you're team, we'll all go, and we'll make more money there, even with coach's raise if you don't see Haley," Jake tried to explain what Tim had the incapability of doing.
"Hmmm, Miami, sun, more money, with all my friends, I'm thinking yeah." Cheers came up from the group, they all get to go to Miami, they would never go without the rest, they've been together so long, it would be strange to play with anyone else, and it said that on their contract, you want one, you want all, group deal. Even weaker players by stats looked good on the court because they've been playing with these same guys for years, they knew where they would be on the court and it was like they all had eyes on the back of their head. It was a cool concept.
"I choose…"
"Haley, don't make a decision you'll regret," her agent warned her.
"I don't think I am, but you did, which is why I'm finding someone else. I will finish the job you got me because I am a woman of my word and said I would sing at these games, but not with you. I'm sorry, but I don't think I will regret this."
"No, you can't fire me, I'm only looking out what's best for you, I've been like a big sister."
"That's where you're wrong, because my big sisters know what's best for me, and I do to, and that is Nathan. You may not know this, but over five years ago I left him for my music career. We were torn apart, and divorced, he stopped calling, I stopped calling and we divorced. I don't want to choose music before him again. I don't make the same mistake twice."
"You're going to regret this."
"I think not, good day," Haley said and got up and left.
Nathan's coach looked furious. "How am I supposed to win games if my whole team up and leave for Miami at the near end of the season."
"Hmm, coach, that's a good darn question, let me know when you answer it," Nathan said smirking, "We could stay till season end, then you can find a new team, but you won't let me see the woman I love, and that basically means I don't see how any of us can help you."
"Damn, fine, you can see her, just don't go mushy gushy all over my basketball court."
"Okay, then we'll stay till season end, but its already decided, come season end, we will be going to Miami."
"I said you could see that girl."
"After what you said, I don't need your permission to see Haley, the team is going to Miami, see you when we play New York."
"Stop joking Scott."
"I'm not, I'm dead serious," Nathan said as he pushed past the guys and walked out of coach's office.
Vivian was sitting at her cubicle at work when her cell rang, "Hello?"
"Miss James?"
"Yes."
"I'm your attorney, it seems you've been served and you will be going to court for custody of your three children with Mr. Lanston Parker Johnson, Cassandra Lynn Johnson, Matthew Jacob Johnson and Ashley Marie Johnson."
"Excuse me? I was told that I had to let them stay for the week not the weekend, and now you're telling me I have to go to court to get custody of my children?"
"I'm afraid so."
"My poor babies, they can't live with their father, he's terrible at it," Vivian started to cry. She could loose her children to that man.
"Well than, you have to prove that to a judge, good day Miss James."
"Bye." Vivian sadly hung up the phone, there was a chance she wouldn't be getting her children back. They were so young, babies. Cassie, the oldest, six, and Matt, little Mattie was but five, but what broke her heart was little Ashley who was four, and needed to take special vitamins. All beautiful children. So delicate and rightfully hers.
Quinn sat on the couch in the apartment with her sketch book. How she wanted so bad to go back to her old job, but they went out of business. She was a great designer. Dresses mostly, but she could do everything. She loved it, but it crashed and left her with nothing. Which is why she was on the streets. If only she could go back.
Nathan came over for dinner that night. Everyone was pretty quiet at dinner. Not really talking, well until Nathan broke the silence.
"I'm moving to Miami."
Haley stared at him, "WHAT?"
"I'm going to play for Miami Heat come season start."
"Nathan, why?"
"I chose you."
"I don't understand."
"Coach gave me a decision, you or his team, I chose you, which means playing for Miami, and I really want you to come with me," he got up and down on one knee in front Haley, "I want you to be my wife, marry me… again."
Haley looked over at Nate and whispered something in his ear. Nathan got scared she would say no and stood up. Nate ran over to him and hugged him.
"Welcome home, daddy." If you never seen a grown man cry, here's your chance, Nathan looked at Haley, who was also tearing up and she nodded. Yes, they were engaged. Yes, she would go with him to Florida. She got up and hugged him too. They all cried tears of joy together.
Well? I absolutly loved Nate's last line there and note thats not what Haley said, she didn't whipser to him to say that, she asked him how he felt and that kind of stuff. and it was abet to squeeze in the line "you got served" somewhere in it, see if you can find it. it might not be word for word, but i know i put it in. okay, review, questions, comments, concerns, you name it, tell me i will respond as you saw in this chapter to the people who replied last chapter. i also write this stuff, my rambling, specifically for the people who read this one on this board. you can go to talk.thewb. com and to the fanfiction and RPGs board look up this story (my name there is AustinsAustyn) and see my rambling sessions are different, i take my time to write to yall specially and i do have a life, okay now review, im out
Austyn
