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"What's wrong, babe?"
After ordering their drinks and getting something to eat, everybody was off to do their thing. Brooke and Lucas were off in the bathroom doing god knows what, Haley and Tim were off dancing up a storm on the floor and Nathan was nowhere to be seen. Peyton and Jake were sitting at the table because Peyton had insisted that they stay there so they didn't lose it. Peyton watched as Haley laughed at Tim's dancing.
"Huh?" she grunted, knowing that Jake said something, but she was too busy watching her friends to hear exactly what he said.
"I asked what's wrong?" Jake repeated, laying a hand on her thigh to try and get her attention back on him. Finally, after a few more moments, she reluctantly turned to him, a fake smile firmly in place.
"What makes you think that something's wrong?" Peyton asked sweetly, hoping that he didn't hear the concern in her voice. She looked into his eyes and knew that he wasn't going to fall for it. He just knew her way too well.
"Don't try that," Jake stated, trying to sound as stern as he possibly could. She found it kind of hard to take him seriously, he's just too cute when he's trying to sound serious like that, but she didn't laugh.
"I'm not trying anything," Peyton told him. She hating lying to him, but she wasn't going to concern him over something that might turn out to be nothing. Jake was the kind of guy to worry much more than it was needed, and she didn't want to cause any trouble until she knew what was going on.
"Hey," he began. He gently took her chin and guided her face so she was looking him in the eyes. She knew she was done, she could never say no to him. "I know you better than that. Something is wrong and I want to know what it is."
"It's nothing for you to worry about."
"So there is something wrong?" Peyton nods slightly and shrugs her shoulders at the same time, hoping it makes it seem like it's nothing that important. "If it's got you worried, than I want to be able to worry with you. What's going on?"
"Please, Jake," she begins. "I don't know anything yet, I'm probably just overreacting." He looks at her doubtfully. "Really, just let it go. I'm not even thinking about it anymore." That was a totally lie, it was all that she was thinking about, but she wasn't about to tell him that.
"Are you sure?" he asked. Before she could answer, Luke and Brooke came over and slid back into their spots. Peyton took the opportunity to pull out of Jake's grip and turned to obverse the new arrivals.
"Hey," Brooke greeted, trying hard to sound casual. Peyton smiled at her as she turned to look at Luke's bright red face.
"Hey," he said too, but he wasn't as convincing as Brooke. Peyton gave them a once over and her smile widened when she noticed Luke's pants. "What?" He was getting uncomfortable under her stare.
"You're, ah, wearing Brooke's belt," she informed him. Both Brooke and Luke's eyes traveled to their belts, realizing they both had the wrong belts on and laughed nervously.
"That's weird," Brooke commented. Luke mumbled something under his breath as he and Brooke undid their belts and switched them around. "I wonder how that happened."
"Yeah, I wonder," Jake laughed, but stopped when Luke glared at him.
"Maybe you guys got too caught up in the hot bathroom sex to realize that you had the wrong belts on." Peyton smiled innocently at Brooke when she glared at her.
"I'd watch it if I were you, P. Sawyer," Brooke warned. Peyton held up her hands, indicating that she was going to let it go. Brooke forced a smile at her before looking around the table. "Where is everyone?"
"Tim asked Hales to dance after you two disappeared," Jake answered, pointing to where the two friends were dancing. Well, Tim was dancing, Haley was just kind of moving to the beat because she was too busy laughing at Tim's moves to concentrate on her own. Brooke and Luke laughed as they watched Tim, too.
"Nate hasn't come back yet?"
"Nope," Peyton answered, hoping the fear couldn't be detected in her voice. She did a quick sweep of the club to see if she could see him. Still nothing. "Last time I saw him, he was talking to some skank over at the bar."
"I don't suppose you see the skank anywhere do you?" Brooke asked, afraid of the answer herself. Before Peyton could answer, Tim and Haley walked up to the table, both had huge grins plaster on their faces.
"Hey!" Haley greeted them, bumping Brooke with her hip to get her to move over so she could fit in. Luke shoved over some, leaving her enough room and Tim slid in on the other side, beside Peyton.
"Nice moves," Luke said to Tim, who was completely out of breath from dancing so hard. He nodded his head and smiled at him, not realizing that he was teasing him.
"Thanks, man."
"So where did you guys head off to?" Haley asked, nudging Brooke's shoulder with her elbow as she took a sip of her drink.
"We just went somewhere more quite so we could talk," Brooke answered, knowing that everyone at the table knew what they were really doing. Everyone laughed at that and started to get caught up in conversation. Peyton happen to glance over at the door and saw Nathan reenter the club, skank by his side and buttoning up his jeans. The girl tried to lean up and kiss him goodbye, but he brushed her off and made his way over towards them. Peyton immediately diverted her gaze, not wanting him to know that she say him.
"Hey, guys," he said when he reached them. Silence fell over the table when he spoke and everyone but Peyton stared at him.
"Hey, man," both Jake and Luke greeted him, since he didn't do anything to offend him. He smirked at them; happy that at not everyone hated him. He turned Tim next.
"Look, man," he began, getting uncomfortable. He felt weird enough apologizing to Tim enough as it was, everyone watching it was even worse. "About what I said earlier, I was just angry and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time."
"It's okay, dude," Tim told him, smiling up at him. He had always worshiped the ground that Nathan walked on, and he was so happy that Nathan cared enough to apologize over hurting his feelings. "You didn't mean it."
"I should've said it in the first place," Nathan continued. Normally, he would have just slapped Tim on the back and everything would be okay, but he knew that Haley was pissed at him for being mean to Tim so he had to make this as emotional as he could stomach if she was going to forgive him. "We cool?"
"You know it." They hit fists and laughed it off. Brooke and Haley watched the exchanged in surprise. Tim caught Brooke staring at them. "What?"
"That's it?" she questioned, gesturing between the two. "You guys are all made up now?" They looked at each other before nodding. "That's all?" Again they nodded. "If I had said that stuff to Haley, I would be on my hands and knees begging for forgiveness."
"Not to mention buying me pretty things," Haley commented, smiling. Nathan let out a sigh of relieve, taking the smile as a sign of forgiveness. "So you removed the stick from your ass?" He laughed.
"That I did." Peyton looked up at the light tone in his voice. She shook her head, not knowing how he could be so cool about what he obviously just finished doing.
"What calmed you down?" she asked. She always wondered what happened to him when he stormed off like that. He would be gone for almost an hour and than he would come back in a better mood, beg her for forgiveness and everything was perfect again.
"Oh, uh, umm, I just..." he stuttered. Peyton watched as the panic came across his face. If there was any doubt about where he was just moments ago, his reaction to Haley's question just confirmed it. "I just needed some air."
"Okay," Haley nodded, accepting the answer, as did everyone else. Nathan let out another sigh of relief.
"So, do you forgive me?"
"Don't I always?"
"Thankfully," he answered, returning the smile she was giving him. Brooke suddenly erupted in a coughing fit and everyone looked at her in surprise.
"What was that about?"
"You guys were making me sick," she answered, pointing to the two of them and imitating the look they were giving each other. "Would you just get out of here already?"
"Come on, baby," Haley said, getting up and taking his hand. "Let's dance."
"But you said you were tired of dancing," Tim pointed out. Haley laughed and gave him her best stunning smile.
"No offense, Timmy," she told him, sweetly. "But Nathan's a better dancer than you." He pouted at her and took a sip of his drink. "Bye guys." They waved at them and went off to grind away the rest of the night.
"Come on, Broody," Brooke exclaimed, grabbing Luke's hand and pulling him out of the booth. "I wanna dance too." Luke grumbled something that nobody understood and followed her out to the floor, joining their friends.
"Oh," Tim cheered, as he noticed a girl watching their table. "I think we have a biter. I'm gonna go ask her to dance." He moved to get out of the booth, but stopped when Jake grabbed his arm.
"No dancing," he suggested. He looked at the girl. "Go up and talk to her, buy her a drink, sing to her, propose to her, anything. Just don't dance."
"Got it." He quickly got out of the booth and made his way over to the girl. Jake laughed at the quickness in his movements, but Peyton was too busy watching Nathan and Haley laughing on the dance floor.
"Are you sure I shouldn't be worried?" Jake questioned, noticing that she was staring off into space again. He tried to follow her gaze, but wasn't sure where she was looking. Peyton's stomach topped to her feet when as saw Haley kiss Nathan before wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I think maybe you should be," Peyton answered. There was no doubt in her mind what Nathan did tonight and by the look on his face, he wasn't too worried about it. She watched as Haley smiled up at him with such trust in her eyes and it broke Peyton's heart to know that soon the only thing to be seen in Haley's eyes was going to be gut wrenching pain.
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That's all for now. Please, please, please reply to tell me what you think. Thanks.
Britney
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"What's wrong, babe?"
After ordering their drinks and getting something to eat, everybody was off to do their thing. Brooke and Lucas were off in the bathroom doing god knows what, Haley and Tim were off dancing up a storm on the floor and Nathan was nowhere to be seen. Peyton and Jake were sitting at the table because Peyton had insisted that they stay there so they didn't lose it. Peyton watched as Haley laughed at Tim's dancing.
"Huh?" she grunted, knowing that Jake said something, but she was too busy watching her friends to hear exactly what he said.
"I asked what's wrong?" Jake repeated, laying a hand on her thigh to try and get her attention back on him. Finally, after a few more moments, she reluctantly turned to him, a fake smile firmly in place.
"What makes you think that something's wrong?" Peyton asked sweetly, hoping that he didn't hear the concern in her voice. She looked into his eyes and knew that he wasn't going to fall for it. He just knew her way too well.
"Don't try that," Jake stated, trying to sound as stern as he possibly could. She found it kind of hard to take him seriously, he's just too cute when he's trying to sound serious like that, but she didn't laugh.
"I'm not trying anything," Peyton told him. She hating lying to him, but she wasn't going to concern him over something that might turn out to be nothing. Jake was the kind of guy to worry much more than it was needed, and she didn't want to cause any trouble until she knew what was going on.
"Hey," he began. He gently took her chin and guided her face so she was looking him in the eyes. She knew she was done, she could never say no to him. "I know you better than that. Something is wrong and I want to know what it is."
"It's nothing for you to worry about."
"So there is something wrong?" Peyton nods slightly and shrugs her shoulders at the same time, hoping it makes it seem like it's nothing that important. "If it's got you worried, than I want to be able to worry with you. What's going on?"
"Please, Jake," she begins. "I don't know anything yet, I'm probably just overreacting." He looks at her doubtfully. "Really, just let it go. I'm not even thinking about it anymore." That was a totally lie, it was all that she was thinking about, but she wasn't about to tell him that.
"Are you sure?" he asked. Before she could answer, Luke and Brooke came over and slid back into their spots. Peyton took the opportunity to pull out of Jake's grip and turned to obverse the new arrivals.
"Hey," Brooke greeted, trying hard to sound casual. Peyton smiled at her as she turned to look at Luke's bright red face.
"Hey," he said too, but he wasn't as convincing as Brooke. Peyton gave them a once over and her smile widened when she noticed Luke's pants. "What?" He was getting uncomfortable under her stare.
"You're, ah, wearing Brooke's belt," she informed him. Both Brooke and Luke's eyes traveled to their belts, realizing they both had the wrong belts on and laughed nervously.
"That's weird," Brooke commented. Luke mumbled something under his breath as he and Brooke undid their belts and switched them around. "I wonder how that happened."
"Yeah, I wonder," Jake laughed, but stopped when Luke glared at him.
"Maybe you guys got too caught up in the hot bathroom sex to realize that you had the wrong belts on." Peyton smiled innocently at Brooke when she glared at her.
"I'd watch it if I were you, P. Sawyer," Brooke warned. Peyton held up her hands, indicating that she was going to let it go. Brooke forced a smile at her before looking around the table. "Where is everyone?"
"Tim asked Hales to dance after you two disappeared," Jake answered, pointing to where the two friends were dancing. Well, Tim was dancing, Haley was just kind of moving to the beat because she was too busy laughing at Tim's moves to concentrate on her own. Brooke and Luke laughed as they watched Tim, too.
"Nate hasn't come back yet?"
"Nope," Peyton answered, hoping the fear couldn't be detected in her voice. She did a quick sweep of the club to see if she could see him. Still nothing. "Last time I saw him, he was talking to some skank over at the bar."
"I don't suppose you see the skank anywhere do you?" Brooke asked, afraid of the answer herself. Before Peyton could answer, Tim and Haley walked up to the table, both had huge grins plaster on their faces.
"Hey!" Haley greeted them, bumping Brooke with her hip to get her to move over so she could fit in. Luke shoved over some, leaving her enough room and Tim slid in on the other side, beside Peyton.
"Nice moves," Luke said to Tim, who was completely out of breath from dancing so hard. He nodded his head and smiled at him, not realizing that he was teasing him.
"Thanks, man."
"So where did you guys head off to?" Haley asked, nudging Brooke's shoulder with her elbow as she took a sip of her drink.
"We just went somewhere more quite so we could talk," Brooke answered, knowing that everyone at the table knew what they were really doing. Everyone laughed at that and started to get caught up in conversation. Peyton happen to glance over at the door and saw Nathan reenter the club, skank by his side and buttoning up his jeans. The girl tried to lean up and kiss him goodbye, but he brushed her off and made his way over towards them. Peyton immediately diverted her gaze, not wanting him to know that she say him.
"Hey, guys," he said when he reached them. Silence fell over the table when he spoke and everyone but Peyton stared at him.
"Hey, man," both Jake and Luke greeted him, since he didn't do anything to offend him. He smirked at them; happy that at not everyone hated him. He turned Tim next.
"Look, man," he began, getting uncomfortable. He felt weird enough apologizing to Tim enough as it was, everyone watching it was even worse. "About what I said earlier, I was just angry and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time."
"It's okay, dude," Tim told him, smiling up at him. He had always worshiped the ground that Nathan walked on, and he was so happy that Nathan cared enough to apologize over hurting his feelings. "You didn't mean it."
"I should've said it in the first place," Nathan continued. Normally, he would have just slapped Tim on the back and everything would be okay, but he knew that Haley was pissed at him for being mean to Tim so he had to make this as emotional as he could stomach if she was going to forgive him. "We cool?"
"You know it." They hit fists and laughed it off. Brooke and Haley watched the exchanged in surprise. Tim caught Brooke staring at them. "What?"
"That's it?" she questioned, gesturing between the two. "You guys are all made up now?" They looked at each other before nodding. "That's all?" Again they nodded. "If I had said that stuff to Haley, I would be on my hands and knees begging for forgiveness."
"Not to mention buying me pretty things," Haley commented, smiling. Nathan let out a sigh of relieve, taking the smile as a sign of forgiveness. "So you removed the stick from your ass?" He laughed.
"That I did." Peyton looked up at the light tone in his voice. She shook her head, not knowing how he could be so cool about what he obviously just finished doing.
"What calmed you down?" she asked. She always wondered what happened to him when he stormed off like that. He would be gone for almost an hour and than he would come back in a better mood, beg her for forgiveness and everything was perfect again.
"Oh, uh, umm, I just..." he stuttered. Peyton watched as the panic came across his face. If there was any doubt about where he was just moments ago, his reaction to Haley's question just confirmed it. "I just needed some air."
"Okay," Haley nodded, accepting the answer, as did everyone else. Nathan let out another sigh of relief.
"So, do you forgive me?"
"Don't I always?"
"Thankfully," he answered, returning the smile she was giving him. Brooke suddenly erupted in a coughing fit and everyone looked at her in surprise.
"What was that about?"
"You guys were making me sick," she answered, pointing to the two of them and imitating the look they were giving each other. "Would you just get out of here already?"
"Come on, baby," Haley said, getting up and taking his hand. "Let's dance."
"But you said you were tired of dancing," Tim pointed out. Haley laughed and gave him her best stunning smile.
"No offense, Timmy," she told him, sweetly. "But Nathan's a better dancer than you." He pouted at her and took a sip of his drink. "Bye guys." They waved at them and went off to grind away the rest of the night.
"Come on, Broody," Brooke exclaimed, grabbing Luke's hand and pulling him out of the booth. "I wanna dance too." Luke grumbled something that nobody understood and followed her out to the floor, joining their friends.
"Oh," Tim cheered, as he noticed a girl watching their table. "I think we have a biter. I'm gonna go ask her to dance." He moved to get out of the booth, but stopped when Jake grabbed his arm.
"No dancing," he suggested. He looked at the girl. "Go up and talk to her, buy her a drink, sing to her, propose to her, anything. Just don't dance."
"Got it." He quickly got out of the booth and made his way over to the girl. Jake laughed at the quickness in his movements, but Peyton was too busy watching Nathan and Haley laughing on the dance floor.
"Are you sure I shouldn't be worried?" Jake questioned, noticing that she was staring off into space again. He tried to follow her gaze, but wasn't sure where she was looking. Peyton's stomach topped to her feet when as saw Haley kiss Nathan before wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I think maybe you should be," Peyton answered. There was no doubt in her mind what Nathan did tonight and by the look on his face, he wasn't too worried about it. She watched as Haley smiled up at him with such trust in her eyes and it broke Peyton's heart to know that soon the only thing to be seen in Haley's eyes was going to be gut wrenching pain.
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That's all for now. Please, please, please reply to tell me what you think. Thanks.
Britney
