Okay... it took me forever to update... sorry... a bad case of busy schedule and writer's block. Okay... so I started making it a bit more realistic, and I happen to like it, soI hope you guys do to.

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Chapter 14- Sorry

The little chapel was white, and it was just them and a priest there. Haley looked around, it looked dingy.

"Nathan, I can't do this, I'm sorry," she said, her eyes filling with tears.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just, well, I always imagined when we got married, it would be outside, in the late spring, with all of our friends and family there, and my dad to walk me down the aisle, and my sisters as my bride's maids along with Brooke and Peyton, and my brothers as some of your groom's men, and Lucas and Jake. Like everyone in Tree Hill there to witness it, and then go to TRIC for a reception. I would wear white, and you would be in black, because you look great in black. Meredith would be our little flower girl, and Doggy the ring bearer, and she could ride him. It would be so cute. I would have a bouquet of white roses, and you would have on in your jacket pocket. My mom would sit in the front row weeping. Everyone else would be going 'Finally' and we would have a place to go home to, and a honeymoon booked to someplace exotic, and foreign. I didn't want it like this, the middle of the night, some dingy chapel off the side of the road, just us. It's not very romantic, and last time we excluded everyone from our happiness, I don't want to do that again. I want us to shove cake in each other's faces like every cheesy couple does, and share our first dance in front of everyone to a slow song, our song, hear toasts made to us, I'm sorry Nathan, I just can't do this," Haley said, finally breaking down into a fit of tears, and running out of the place.

Nathan chased after her, and finally caught her, grabbing her arm and stopping her.

"We don't have to do this now, I want to give you what you want, that big white wedding, and the reception, and everyone there, and a big house, with a big yard to come home to, only to be shortly whisked away to our honeymoon, where it's just us, having the time of our lives. I want to see you in the white dress, with the white roses, being walked down the aisle by your father, and I want your parents to be there because I know how much they mean to you. Hales, if this isn't what you want, right now, here, we don't need to get married right now, we can wait, I just want to make you happy."

Haley smiled a bit, "Thanks, and when you marry me, I also want you to be adopting Meredith. She's like my daughter, I've raised her since she was, well, born. I want you to be willing to take on that father role. I know you can do it, but you need to know that you can do it. You also need to be willing to take in the biggest dog I have ever seen in my entire life that Meredith and Taylor fell in love with, and slowly, so did I. And Meredith's turtle, she loves that thing. We have fish too, I don't think you saw the fish, but maybe she showed you her hamster. He's pretty annoying in the middle of the night running in his wheel, but she doesn't mind him, and he tends to get out a lot. Loves the dog. You need to be ready to take in the zoo, and me as their ringleader. Heck, maybe Doggy can actually go for a walk for once. Meredith's always wanted to take Doggy on a walk, but Taylor and I aren't strong enough so that Doggy doesn't walk us, but you're a nice strong man, I bet you can."

"A zoo, huh? I think I can handle that. A big house, need something to fill it with," then he smiled, "You let a dog walk you?"

"He's big, you saw him."

Nathan started laughing, "You let a dog walk you."

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Cause it's funny, the woman I want to marry, can't even walk her own dog."

"He's Taylor and Meredith's dog, not mine."

"The point is, you let a dog walk you."

She hit him, "Yeah, and you just got hit by a girl," she smiled at him.

"And you hit like a girl, that didn't even hurt."

"I'm supposed to his like a girl, I am a girl, aren't I, unless of course, you were about to go marry a guy, in which case you're gay, and I have to dump you, because, me being a strait girl, mean I like guys, guys who like girls."

"Okay, okay, let's just go someplace else, like… Hooters."

She hit him again, only really hard, he felt it that time, "Um, no, seriously."

"You hit me."

"You suggested we go to Hooters."

"Nothing's wrong with that."

"I'm not going to Hooters. You can go to Hooters, but I'm going back to the hotel room we rented."

"What's the catch?"

"You can look, but you can't touch, and I have your wallet, so you wouldn't get very far, however, a hotel room with me in it, should look very appealing right now."

"Good point, let's go."