Like before?
The Day of his re-marriage, He's having second thoughts..
Nathan Scott sat on the rivercourt benches staring out at the water, wierdly his thoughts werent on his wife-to-be-again, Although he didnt think it was wierd. Standing from the bench he makes his way to the basket, staring up at it, ball in his hands and mind elsewhere...
"You know, your not supposed to just stare at it Nate.." came a well known sweet voice from behind him "your actually supposed to THROW the ball INTO the net." she giggles walking closer. He smiles and turns to meet her gaze..
"Hey Peyt" he chuckles walking towards her "see you never lose your cocky rub off's huh?" he asks coyly as he stands now directly infront of her.
"You mean the 'Im Nathan Scott, Cocky kid who plays bball and produces pleasure to Tree Hill Cheerleaders' rub off's?" she shoots back a small smirk on her lips. He chuckles and points to the ground as they both take a seat on the court.
He looks at her and smiles "How you been?" he points to her leg "Hows the leg?"
She shrugs rubbing her leg slightly and staring at it "Its ok...hurts alittle every now and again, other than that its fine" she looks at him again, one eye closing slightly as the sun shines into them "Nervous?" she asks reading his mind completely.
He nods slowly and looks down at his hands, which are still covering the ball "Alittle.." she gives him a look and he rolls his eyes "...Alot"
She smiles and places her hand on his arm "You love each other Nate...it will all work its self out and today will be perfect" he nods slightly and she runs her fingers up his bare arm "You do still love her? right?"
He looks at her AGAIN nodding "Ofcourse..its just.." he takes a deep breath and looks at his hands again "doesnt matter, forget it"
"No Nathan.." she moves alittle closer and wraps one arm around his shoulders "You can talk to me, come on...were friends"
Theres that word. FRIENDS. F-R-I-E-N-D-S. The word he hated oh so badly.
-FLASHBACK-
'Brooke its nothing...' Peyton groans rolling her eyes and turning back to her locker.
"JAKES BACK" Brooke screeches, louder than intend "Jakes back and its nothing?"
"Its nothing because he said no..ok?" Peyton sighs, digging her head into her locker, tears threatening in her eyes.
"He...he said no to what sweetie?" Brooke asks her hand running up Peytons back as she moves to the side of her.
"I..I asked him to marry me and he said ..he said no" Immediatly regretting pushing so much, Brooke pulls the blonde into her arms and holds her as she breaks down "he-he doesnt want to ruin my life"
Brooke sighs and holds her tighter to her chest "Its ok...Its all gonna be ok.."
And he watches...From a distance...he watches, staring at the back on his former love, tears threatening his own eyes at the sight of her, but ofcourse he cant go to her, not when SHE hangs on his arm.
"Lets get to class Nate" smiles Haley as she pulls him along. Catching one more glance at the blonde, he follows Haley. He ALWAYS follows Haley.
-END FLASHBACK-
"Are we?" he asks looks at the blonde, who is now rubbing his lower back, trying to sooth him "are we really friends Peyt?"
-------------TO BE CONTINUED-------------
Ok so short. I know. but let me know if i should continue, it WILL be NP.