Chapter 11: Part II
Sweet payback…well sorta.
The words of Three Days GraceJust like Youechoed through my car as I made a right and approached Nathan's house.
After my parents noticed their slackness in my life they decided to buy me my own car. I choose a red Mustang Cobra because I adored the ponies running on the sides. When I was younger, I always secretly wished for a pony every Christmas and birthday, but finally after six years of hoping I knew that I wasn't ever going to acquire one. Though, when the opportunity became available last year, I chose the Mustang because it reminded me of my jaded desire when I was younger and thus finally fulfilled my wish.
I laughed at my childhood obsession.
Not many people know that I drive because I really don't like to. Only my brother, Peyton, and Lucas knew of my possession.
The Raven's won the game with easiness. They beat the Pickerington Pirates with over 30 points. Now it was time to celebrate their victory. After the game, Steven informed me that the party was going to be at Nathan's beach house because it was his turn to host the festivity. Lucas left with Brooke as Peyton departed with Steven for the party. Right after I left school, I rapidly drove to my house to shower and change into some pair of clothes. I decided on a red Abercromie Tee with jean skirt and my white Adidas shoes. My hair was scrunched thus natural curls fell around my face since I didn't have enough time to blow dry and straightened it. I put on some light make up and was on my way out. At 10:30 was when I ended up pulling into Nathan's driveway. I put the car on park as I persisted on listening to the song.
I could be fake
I could be stupid
You know I could be just like you
I abruptly began to laugh at the words of the song, uncannily reminding me of tonight. I usually was a regular girl who attended school and tutored people, now I was playing the role of a cheerleader.
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
"Tonight in general is weird," I voiced out loud.
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be
Just like you
I just shrugged off the song and my thoughts as I took out the keys from the ignition, stepped outside, and closed the door. I could clearly hear the music blaring from the speakers inside the house playingFreek-A-Leekby Petey Pablo. I glanced around the front and noticed Steven, Peyton, and Lucas were already at the party given by their cars being parked. However, I persisted on looking for the nice midnight blue Eclipse but it was nowhere in sight.
'That's weird, the host of the party isn't even here,'I lightheartedly told myself as I started to walk to the porch.
There was already half of the class at the party; inside and outside. Students stood outside with cups in their hands and some already appeared to be wasted.
'And the party barely started not even an hour ago,'I stated secretly.
I continued to stroll, but a comment stopped my steps.
"Hey Haley, great job tonight," a guy in a blue Polo shirt abruptly said.
"Thanks…" I uneasily responded as I initiated to walk again.
I sauntered inside and was greeted by the faint smell of alcohol in the air. People all stood inside every room of the house with their cups of alcohol, talking, while others were dancing and some couples were making out. I started to gaze around the room for any familiar faces, but couldn't find one. Thus I continued to walk and was amazed to know that a handful of people acknowledged me at the game. They all congratulated me for my daring and unexpected cheerleading performance. I resumed walking with newfound confidence and a content grin on my face.
"Hey Superstar, you're the talk of the party," Brooke verbalized as she all of the sudden appeared on my side.
"What are you talking about?" I asked her with a smile.
"So far I have heard a lot of guys say,'Is that Steven James's sister? Who was that hot brunet?And'Damn she goes to Tree Hill, how come I haven't seen her before? She is hella fine,'" she air referenced. "And those are direct quotes."
I hastily began to laugh and blush.
"So proud of yourself for what you did?" Brooke asked me with a smile.
"Yeah," I answered. "I never knew how nerve wrecking it could be. Memorizing all those moves and being so precise…it's so hard."
"Thank you," she replied with a triumph smile.
"Anytime…"
"So you want to join us next week?" she questioned me.
"No," I retorted rapidly, causing her chuckle. "I think I'll leave you and Peyton the cheerleading roles in the group," I added with a laugh.
"Oh my God, Haley James can you please give me an autograph!" Peyton joked as she joined us.
"I don't give autographs to crazy blondes," I kidded.
"Everyone is talking about you," she voiced, ignoring my statement.
"Hey where did you go?" asked Steven as he immediately showed up. "Haley what did I say about stealing my girlfriends?" he teased as he put his arms around Peyton.
"Well you know me…" I started. "I love them blondes…"
"Knew it, now I know why all my girlfriends left me within a month; you are my competition," he continued to taunt.
I rolled my eyes and looked away from the group for a little bit, but brought back my attention of having a new addition to the cluster.
"So what this I hear about blondes?" asked the hormone driven Tim Smith.
"So what did you think of Haley tonight?" questioned Brooke, ignoring his remark.
"She did good…" Steven commenced. "I just don't want to see you in that short of a skirt ever again," he finished as he glared at me intensely.
I rolled my eyes at my brother's over protectiveness.
"I think that the skirt looked good on Haley," spoke Tim.
Steven got his arms off of Peyton and shot Tim a warning look.
"Tim what did we discuss earlier?" he asked him with frustration in his voice.
Soon Tim's eyes expanded in remember ness of their previous discussion and he backed off a bit with fright.
"I'm going to go find Nathan and see if he is back from the beer run," he replied as he ran off.
I secretly laughed at Tim's fear of my brother, but the smile on my face deceived me even though, Tim's last commentary informed me of where Nathan was at.
"So happy that you got the bet over with?" asked Brooke.
"I guess, but I still think that Nathan should have done half of the bet," I stated, getting annoyed.
"Haley that is over and done with," complained Peyton. "Aren't you kind of happy that you did some of the bet?"
"Yeah, but still…"
"Why don't you just make him do half of the bet?" joked Peyton. "You accidentally spill your drink all over his clothes; he goes up to his room and miraculously his clothes are gone. So he steps outside of his room and voilá, there is a crowd of girls standing outside of his room to his astonishment."
A wicked smile emerged on my face.
"Well guys love to stand and chat, but I have to go get something to drink 'cause my throat is dry from all that cheering," I declared as I began to depart, grinning like crazy.
"You're not drinking tonight, right Haley?" Steven asked me with concern.
"I don't know," I responded.
"You aren't actually going to do what I said Haley?" she asked me with worry.
I left my brother and Peyton behind, not answering her question as I walked into the kitchen.
As a regular party, the different choices of hard liquor were situated on the island and the keg was positioned in the den that was in the back yard. I chuckled at the scene straight from a teenage movie.
"Hey sweetheart," voiced someone from behind me.
I turned around and vaguely remembered the guy that stood in front of me.
"I have a feeling that I am supposed to know you," I told him as I plowed in my head for the possibilities.
"I'm hurt sweetie," the guy said as he moved his free hand over his heart. "Right here," he finished.
I giggled at the over reaction of the guy in front of me.
'He isn't that bad looking,'I confessed to myself as I eyed the cutie.
He appeared to be about 6' tall, dark hair, honey brown eyes, and lightly tanned. He wore a pair of baggy blue jeans, red checkered button up shirt, and some white Ethnies.
'Note bad at all,'I voiced as my eyes continued to roam around his body.
"Shouldn't I be the one checking you out?" the guy asked with a laugh.
"Who says girls can't do it either?" I flirted with him.
"So you really don't remember me?" he questioned with a smirk.
I persisted to bang my head trying to remember the guy, but my mind was blank. Suddenly one named popped into my head.
"Jack!" I yelled in triumph.
He abruptly started to cackle even though I didn't know why.
"Yeah that's what you also thought Friday night," he finally replied.
"Huh?" I responded confused.
"Mark. The name is Mark not Jack," he said with a beam.
"Oh…" I verbalized, embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it…So you drinking tonight?" he questioned me.
"I don't know," I confessed. "Maybe, but I don't think so…"
"But you were so fun when you were drunk," he retorted. "But that's alright. Sober one night is good…"
"Yeah…" I answered as I began to debate in what I was going to do.
I moved my gaze away from Mark toward the island. I looked throughout the selection of alcohol and pondered.
"You want me to fix you a drink?" he asked as he saw were my attention was," I could make you The Hulk," he said as he already went for the Hypnotiq. "Or some Sex on the Beach…" he added with a grin.
I abruptly started to blush at his last comment.
"Although that sounds mighty tempting I'll have to pass…" I lastly replied as my shyness subsided. "But maybe I'll take you up on that offer some other time…" I furthered as I flirted back.
"Anytime…" he retorted with a smirk.
"So I've never seen you around school…" I stated, changing the subject and curiosity taking over me.
"Yeah I graduated two years ago. I come to some of these parties with my younger brother," he informed me as he stopped pouring some Hypnotiq and gave me his full attention. "Why? Have you've been looking around for me?" he asked with a grin.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, but no," I told him. "I've just never seen you around…"
"If that's your story…" he replied with sureness causing me to smile. "So good job out there," he confessed.
"Out where?" I asked confused.
He looked at me with a puzzled look until I recalled the earlier events.
"Oh…that," I voiced remembering. "Yeah I guess…but how do you know? Have you've been looking for me?" I shot back.
"No I wasn't even there," he admitted. "It's just that I've heard around the party," he explained. "But if I would have known of how much the cheerleaders have improved and gotten hotter, I would have definitely gone," he added as he gazed at me.
I started to blush even more by his flirting.
'Oh my…'I thought.
"You know, I think I'll take a shot of The Hulk," I told him as I sat down on one of the high chairs. "Let me see some of those bartending skills…" I teased.
He grinned as he continued to pour some Hypnotiq into the cup, followed by some Alize.
"Sure you don't want some Sex on the Beach?" he asked again as he mixed the two drinks.
"No," I reassured him.
He handed me the drink and sure enough it was green.
'Guess I know where the name came from…'I told myself.
"You planning on drinking that?" he questioned me as I examined the drink's continents.
"Yeah sorry…just had to check it out first," I verbalized as I brought the drink to my lips and finally took a sip.
The contents went down my throat with easiness as I tasted its tropical flavor. Even if I really didn't enjoy the taste, I persisted to drink it till it was all gone.
"All in one instant," he said, "Just at the party…"
"Huh?" I asked perplexed.
"So how was it?" he asked, ignoring my confusion.
"Alright, but I didn't really like the taste," I admitted.
"So some Coke and Rum?" he questioned. "Always the classic and safe choice," he informed me as he grabbed another cup and seized the necessities to formulate the drink.
"If I would have known better, I would think that you are trying to get me drunk," I told him with a laugh.
He abruptly started to smirk without answering. I looked at him with amusement as he finally handed me my mixed drink. I laughed at his quiet form.
"So I have to get going," I told him as I stepped off the stool with my drink. "But I'll see you around."
"Definitely," he answered as he gazed at me in lust. "But if you need anything, you know where to find me," he said.
'Trust me, you already have…'I secretly added.
I walked out of the kitchen and joined the rest of the partiers in the backyard. All the guys were standing by the Keg watching a guy do a Keg Stand. A Keg Stand was when an individual stands and drinks as much beer as they can straight from the keg, hence why it's called a Keg Stand.(The good times…)I chuckled at the foolish guy drinking until he finally couldn't have anymore.
"So where is my prize for playing such a spectacular game tonight?" asked a voice behind me.
'And the fun begins…'I tell myself as I turned around and saw Nathan dressed back to his old self.
"Are you planning to make that into a daily routine?" I asked him.
"What? Coming from behind and talking to you?" he asked me with amusement.
"So I see your back to your old uniform," I said, referring to his ensemble.
He wore a pair of jeans with a white shirt underneath his letterman jacket and his Jordan's.
"What can I say…I can't leave my house without it," he answered, knowing that I was talking about his trademark letterman jacket. "But look at you…" he spoke as he looked at my appearance. "I could see that one night of partying definitely changed your image…"
"Not really…" I verbalized. "I wear skirts…"
"Sure…" he responded as I rolled my eyes. "So I did as you were told, where is my award?" he persisted.
"I specifically said to play one of your best games, I never said that I was going to give you a reward," I answered.
"I think I deserve an incentive," he persevered as he got closer to me.
"Fine if you really want a prize, you can have a sip of my drink," I offered him as I smiled evilly, putting my plan into action.
"I was thinking of getting something else for my award," he said as his eyes, once again, roamed around my body.
"Take it or leave it," I told him as I rolled my eyes.
"What did you put in it?" he asked, glaring at me with hesitation, not believing my sudden niceness.
"Just some Rum and Coke," I replied as I started to hand him the drink.
Someone bumped into me causing me to spill the drink all over Nathan's pants and shirt.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry…" I said apologetic, "It was a total accident."
"Son of a bitch!" Nathan snapped. "It fucken got all over my clothes!" he fumed.
"I'm sorry," I repeated. "Why don't you go to your room and change?" I asked him.
'Part 1 completed,'I told myself as I hid my triumph smile.
"Ahha!" Nathan yelled as he left in rage.
I abruptly started to laugh hysterically at Nathan's reaction. I slowly started to walk towards a small, brunette girl.
"Thanks Jessica," I responded as I joined her.
"You're welcome," she replied. "But I still don't know why you wanted me to bump into you and cause you to spill your drink all over Nathan."
"Soon you will…" I answered. "Now do what I told you…"
"Okay, but I need a big explanation afterwards."
"You will," I retorted as I started to leave. "See you in a couple of minutes."
Three minutes passed as I returned from grabbing what I needed from my car. I walked through the downstairs crowd and up the stairs, smiling that Jessica came threw. I paced over to the group of girls and some guys standing in front of a door. I smiled knowing that my plan was going through. I tapped Jessica and nodded in appreciation. After hearing something being slammed, I knew that the figure was going to approach the door soon. Subsequently, I moved towards the back of the mass, but picked a position were I still had a clear view of the door. I soon noticed the door handle fidget and finally open.
Out stepped a very angered Nathan with only his boxers and shoes. Immediately when he saw the crowd of people in front of him he started to get slightly embarrassed and was taken aback. I rapidly emerged from the multitude, snapping pictures of the astonished Nathan.
He gazed at my figure as I took pictures with my camera that I kept in my car for emergencies and at last took a single photograph with my phone. I brought the phone down and immediately locked eyes with him. He smirked and suddenly I knew he was going to do something that was going to shock me instead.
He rapidly turned in circles with a big grin, not embarrassed anymore, but proud of showing his nearly naked body to the crowd. Girls'woeh'-ed as he turned around.
'That isn't part of the plan,'I told myself, frustrated.
"Thank you everyone for attending the show," voiced Nathan with his trade name smirk. "But I gotta go," he declared as he gave one last spin and went back to his room.
All the girls left disappointed and in a matter of minutes the crowd disappear into different directions. I still stood dumbfounded at Nathan's act.
'Only Nathan could have pulled that off,'I stated secretly.
I walked over to his door and opened it.
I don't know what I was thinking, when I opened Nathan's door, but I did.
The lights lit the room, screening the fine room. Posters of basketball players hanged on the wall as trophies sat simultaneously on his dresser. My hands lightly touched the trophies as I persisted to walk through the room, but one object caused me to stop. It was a picture of Nathan and Peyton when they were together sophomore year. I picked up the image and gazed at the expressions of the couple. Both figures, in the picture, had immense smiles resting on their faces as they stood with arms around each other on the beach.
'Wonder, what'll be like to be in those arms?'asked a voice as I put the picture back down by one of the trophies.
A sudden sound brought my attention back to where I was; I was standing onprohibitand dangerous territory. My stare shifted to another door handle that was moving. Out came Nathan in a different pair of boxers and his hair still damp from the recent shower he took.
The music from downstairs didn't allow me to hear the noise of the wash. Now, I stood agape and amazed into the dilemma I put myself into. Nathan smirked at my astounded figure.
"Look at who's the surprised one now," verbalized Nathan as he persisted to smile, still positioned in front of his door.
The remark brought me back to reality.
"Put some clothes on," I told him.
"I would, but see I have this little problem…" Nathan said. "Apparently all of my clothes have gone missing. Now Haley do you have any idea on who is the one responsible?" he asked as he started to approach me.
"I do have to give you some props on how you pulled it off… Didn't think you could, but I definitely underestimated you," I confessed.
"Obviously," he replied. "So was this your lame plan to make me do half of the bet?" he asked me even if he knew the answer already.
"Nathan you did kiss another girl," I stated as I started to stride away from him. "And I let loose as you said…"
"Are we going to fight about that again?" he asked her as he got closer to me.
Instinct acted as I moved my steps backwards and stopped when I met the wall. I leaned on the barrier, trapped.
"So Haley I'm guessing you've never seen a guy, ignoring your brother, in nothing but boxers…" he said as he leaned towards me.
My heart was pounding by his closeness.
'But remember you have to play it off,'I told myself. 'You're a different girl tonight.'
"Nathan what makes you think that you the honor of being my first?" I asked him my voice still uneasy and cracking.
"Please Haley…look at you…it looks like you are scared shitless," he retorted as he tilted in dangerously close. "Just because I'm standing here in my boxers…" he continued as a smile tugged on his lips.
"Nathan--" I began, but was cut off by his arrogant voice.
"Guess that answers my question Friday night," he stated.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I questioned him, starting to get irritated by the effect he had on me.
"You really are that clueless to what happened that night?" he asked me with amusement. "Or what you told me…"
(By the way, I am talking about the Virgin question…)
"Nathan I'm not in the mood to play games anymore," I declared as I abruptly started walking towards his closet.
I persisted to saunter, at last reaching his closet and I opened the door.
"Haley we have already established that there is nothing in there," he continued to complain.
I ignored his remarks as I got on my tippy toes and reached for something that was on the top shelf.
"Haley what are you doing?" he continued to speak.
Finally my hand caught what I was looking. Within moments I pulled out a set of clothes that I hid in the closet.
Nathan looked at me with bewilderment.
"Here you go," I said as I handed him the clothes. "I always preferred a blue shirt on you. It brings out the color in your eyes," I told him as I smiled evilly. "By the way, all your clothes are in the next room," I added with a wink as I started to leave the room grinning with victory.
'Who's the stunned one now?'I secretly added as I left his room and walked back out to the party.
I had to leave the room soon because I didn't know what I would have done if I would of stayed any longer. Everything with Nathan was unpredicted and I didn't like being in a situation where I didn't know what was going to happen. There was this unknown feeling that aroused inside of me when he stood inches away from me.
'Could it have been want?'I asked myself as I walked down the stairs into the loud living room and grabbed my purse that I left in a hidden corner.
"Yeah right," I said aloud, cynical of what was happening to me.
I kept on sauntering into the front yard with so many thoughts running in my head. I pulled out my keys as my car came into view, opened the door, threw my purse with the camera into the back, and sat in my seat with annoyance while I contemplated on what to do. After sitting in the car for a couple of minutes, I put the keys into the ignition and turned on the car. Instantly the words ofEverything About Youby Three Days Grace blared inside my car.
Everytimewe lie awake
after every hit we take
every feeling that I get
but I haven't missed you yet
every room-mate kept awake
by every sigh and scream we make
all the feelings that I get
but I still don't miss you yet
only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
why do I love you
I hate everything about you
why do I love you
"I hate everything about you, Nathan," I alleged aloud. "All your cockiness, arrogance, attitude, and presence in general," I told myself as I lay on my seat.
'You like his self-assurance, outlook, and smile that emerged on his face tonight,'a voice within me said.
"What the fuck is up with this CD?" I ask myself, irritated that this song was getting more thoughts in my head.
The song was reminding me of the conversation I had with Nathan in the backyard and in his bedroom.
I severely push the eject button as peace suddenly filled the car. I clutch a hold of my CD case and take out my Maroon 5 CD, and place it into the player.
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I harshly press the power button and the music ceases. It seemed that every CD I put in would remind me of the odd, but newborn relationship I had with Nathan. As a result, I drove in silence while my recurring thoughts were the only things speaking.
AN: Hey my friends! So sorry about the delay on this chapter, but I have to say that I definitely made up for it by this hella lengthy chapter! Holy crap, 14 pages on Microsoft Word!!! OMG, but oh well…I promised I was going to write about the party and voilá I kept on typing! LOL…well anyways… Sorry about the no spaces in between the title of the song and the rest of the sentence. It seemed that it wouldnt allow me to do it, so unfortunately i couldnt fix that...
Aiesha- Thanks for the reply. Hope u like the update!
Lysser8312- Of course Haley doesnt really hate him! LOL...but yeah i hope u liked the sweet payback!
emily- Glad that i have u hooked to my story! LOL...well i hope u liked this update!
CMMJL4EVR- Yeah Sweet Nathan...we all love him.
hope165- Glad that my story has u laughing. Well i hope u liked the update!
Sara- Still mad? LOl...
OneTreeHillCharmedFreak- Hey a new person. Awesome! Hope u liked the update!
LockerRoomBandit17- So ur new drinking buddy is a guy? LOl...thats good. I'm glad that u found someone to hold ur hair back! Hey we all need those! LOL... Hey on Monday we had a kickback at my friend's house and played 'I never...' for the first time...LOL, i tell u, u find some interesting things about ur friends! LOL...Well hope u liked the update!
Superpinke- I'm glad that u finally reviewed! LOL... Yup, so technically Nathan did half of his bet so u should be content. And drunken Haley? Hum...maybe, i think so, but i just dont like to put my characters so much out of character, u know? Steven Garrison come back and have a fight scene? LOL...maybe. ;) Well i hope u liked the update!
Volleygrl710- Glad u liked it and i hope u like this one also!
HaleynNathan23- Well first, skool starts for me at 7.20 so i dunno where u r saying about skool starts at 9.00. I have never attended any skool that starts that late. So in my fic, their skool starts at 7.20, just like mine. And second, Nathan has dark brown hair, not black, and brunette covers for dark and brown hair anyways... "Go Ravens!" So...what is wrong with just saying "Go!" I really dont know what the problem is cuz it's my story and everything...But anyways, glad u like the story.
Spoilers:
Tutoring...
-A dip in the pool...
-Some more sexual tension we all love!
-Naley kiss?
Who would have known of all the sexual tension that would arise because of water?
Well everyone, as always, PLEASE REVIEW!!
With much Love,
Sleepneeded911
BTW, i updated The Eye of the Beholder: A Nathan Story early on this week. So plz go check it out! Thanks!