Okay... this was sort of thrown together... kind of.. ish... its got a lot of stuff in it so yea
A u s t y n
Wishing
Chapter 8- Something…
"Listen Nate, I had a great time today, coming back here, being bossed around by Brooke, acting like we were all still in high school, but I need to face reality. I have to go. I have to be in Boston in the morning. I have a show to do. I need to go to New York, and Chicago, and a billion other places," Haley said, "My tour will be over in a couple months, this is the tail end of it, come with me. I made that mistake last time, not asking you to come, and I want you to. I want you to be on tour with me, see the sites. We were all destined for greatness, you just stumbled on the way."
"Hales, I have a job here, I'm a coach. It's not like I will ever have the chance to be a big star like everyone else, I blew it."
"I was there that night."
"What?"
"Your first game, as a pro. Awesome slam dunk, by the way, but you need to work on your landing."
"How did you know, you were off on tour someplace."
"Hey, I know people, and I felt I had to be there. I was going to catch you after the game. What happened? What made you fall? I know it wasn't nerves, you don't get nervous playing ball. You never did, and never would. I know you didn't understand all the medical jargon they told you afterwards, and I was amazed when I saw you actually walking, people don't just recover from torn ligaments and a shattered knee cap. You must have had an angel watching over you then, who knew the latest techniques to have the maximum recovery."
"What?"
"Okay, let me spell it out. Big shot doctors are always just randomly showing up in Tree Hill hospitals?"
"You…"
"Yeah, I made some calls. Glad to see it worked out for ya, now come on, this school didn't fall apart while you were playing basketball did it? And I'm sure you have a couple of sick days racked up. Please Nate, pretty please," she looked at him with her big brown eyes, "I'll make it worth your while."
"What happens when your tour is over?"
"I'll let you talk me into moving here for the slow life of writing new hits," she winked, "And if something else happens, it happens."
Nathan looked around, "What the hell, I don't really have anything here, let's go."
"Really?"
"Yes, when do we leave?"
"Um," she looked at her watch, "Five minutes ago."
"Haley James late?"
"Never, they'll just set my show back, and everyone else will be early."
