Peyton awoke at around nine o' clock the next morning, and smiled softly as she felt Nathan's arm around her body. She turned around slowly and saw him sleeping, Peyton quietly pulled the comforter off of her body and froze as she heard Nathan groan, and pull her body closer to his. She looked over at him and noticed that his eyes were open and he was staring at her. She smiled softly and rested her head on his pillow.
"Morning," she said softly.
Nathan smiled, "Yeah. Same."
Peyton laughed and felt his hands move towards her waist, causing her to look in to his eyes seriously. Peyton rubbed her lips together, and couldn't find it in herself to break the stare.
Nathan leaned down towards her, and kissed her gently on the lips. Peyton responded immediately this time and her hands found their way to his face. Nathan smiled through the kiss and pulled her body on top of his, causing her to giggle softly. His right hand played with the hem of her green tank top and he began to suck on her neck.
Peyton moaned softly and felt him pull her shirt over her head, tossing it towards the foot of the bed.
She heard the shrill ring of her telephone and pulled away slowly looking towards the phone.
Nathan pulled her closer to him, "Don't."
Peyton sighed as she ignored the phone call and ran her hands over Nathan's muscular chest, scraping it gently with her nails. She placed wet kisses along his neck and chest, and began to suck on his left nipple. She couldn't help but smile as she heard him moan her name, and then grinded her pelvis against his.
"P.Sawyer! Pick up your goddamn phone! I've been calling your stupid cellphone, and you didn't pick that up! What the hell? I have something important to talk to you about, and it would be nice if you were somewhat courteous and called me back. Yeah. Thanks."
Peyton sighed as she looked towards the phone, after listening to Brooke's loud and obnoxious voicemail.
Nathan softly, "Unplug it."
Peyton sighed as she rolled off of Nathan and looked at the clock.
"Brooke probably wants to come over. She'll be over like any minute. You should go," Peyton said quietly a she reached for her shirt.
Nathan looked at her, slightly confused and somewhat angry, "What?"
Peyton looked at him seriously, "You should go, Nathan."
Nathan rolled his eyes, "What do you want, Peyton? I mean, one minute you're on top of me, the next you want me to leave?"
Peyton stood up angrily, "Well, I'm sorry I'm the only one with a conscience!"
Nathan shook his head as he rolled out of bed and slipped off his basketball shorts, knowing very well Peyton was staring at his naked form. He slipped on his clothes from the night before and turned to look at her.
Nathan angrily, "What do you want from me?"
Peyton stared at him, obviously upset, "I don't want to be your whore."
Nathan looked at her, his eyes softening, he made his way towards the bed, and sat by next to her, "Pey, you're not. You know that."
Peyton shrugged as she looked away.
Nathan smiled at her, placing his finger on her jaw, and moving her face towards hers, "I want to spend time with you."
Peyton smiled softly as she nodded, "Yeah. Okay."
Nathan leaned in and kissed her sweetly before pulling away, "So, how bout' tonight after the game, I come over and we can hang out…Just like old times?"
Peyton nodded happily as Nathan grabbed his bag off the floor, "Alright. Later, babe."
Nathan kissed her one more time before leaving the room and walking down the stairs and out the door.
Peyton grinned deviously as she reached towards her phone, "Hey Brooke. Yeah, sorry for not picking up. So, you want to go shopping today? Like for lingerie?"
45 MINUTES LATER.
Brooke stared at the mirror in the dressing room she was sharing with Peyton.
"So, Peyton, why do you need this stuff again?" Brooke asked.
Peyton shrugged, "Well, why do you buy lingerie, Brooke?"
Brooke smiled, "Because I know I look hot in it."
Peyton smiled back, "Yeah. Well, I do too…Now."
Brooke rolled her eyes, "The last time you bought lingerie, you were Nathan…So, I'm thinking…"
Peyton stared at her seriously, "Brooke. I need some new bras. That's it."
Brooke laughed, "So, you go for the dark red, lacy push up bras?"
Peyton shrugged, "…Dare to be different, Brooke."
Brooke scoffed, "Or slutty?"
Peyton raised her eyebrows smiling, "Whose talking, B. Davis?"
Brooke laughed loudly, "Fine. Well, get the matching boyshorts."
Peyton nodded as she picked up her matching ensemble and walked towards the register.
THREE HOURS LATER
Peyton stood on the side lines cheering loudly as the game was coming to a close. The score was 38-14. Ravens.
"Let's go Ravens!" the cheerleaders yelled on the sidelines.
Peyton watched as Lucas scored the winning shot of the game, and Nathan watched slightly angrily from the other side of the court.
Peyton rubbed her lips together, she wanted to run over to him and kiss him. And, tell him that he played really well anyway. But, she knew she couldn't and placed her pompoms in her cheerleading bag and grabbed a bottle of water.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around quickly, hoping that it was Nathan, and she found a pair of blue eyes staring at her.
"Lucas?" Peyton questioned.
"Hey. Listen, um…well, Bevin's having that party, right? And, she invited me…And, well, even though you're probably already invited, I wanted to know if you'd come with me?"
Peyton adjusted the strap of her bag and scanned the basketball court looking for Nathan, who she saw in the middle of the court, hugging Haley. Peyton looked at Lucas smiling.
"Yeah. That sounds great," Peyton said with a smile.
….
Nathan sighed as he rubbed his neck with his hand, he was happy his dad wasn't at the game, because after Lucas scored the winning shot, he knew he would be going through hell the next morning.
Haley walked up to him with a smile, in her dark, blue jeans and olive green blazer.
"You played great!" Haley said happily, as she hugged him.
Nathan nodded, smiling weakly, "Yeah. Thanks."
Nathan looked around the gym as he was embracing Haley, and his eyes fell upon two blondes. Both engaged in conversation, smiling happily.
He glared at them jealously, anger pumping through his veins. Why the hell was Lucas talking to Peyton, and why the hell was she talking back? Especially after what he had put her through, with himself and Brooke. Lucas had ruined two of Peyton's relationships, and there Peyton was, acting like he was a freaking celebrity or something, smiling like a twelve year old.
Nathan pulled away from Haley, "I'm gonna' go change, okay? And, then we can head to Bevin's?"
Haley nodded and smiled before turning around. She hated partying after games, watching Nathan drink, along with everyone else at the party, even Lucas. She just wanted to go back to his apartment, and watch TV or talk.
…
Peyton smiled, "Okay. So…uh…I'll meet you at my car?"
Lucas smiled as he walked towards the locker room, "Sure."
Peyton rubbed her bare arm nervously as she followed the basketball players and cheerleaders to their locker rooms. She really had no clue what she was doing, but when she saw Nathan hugging Haley, she was simply jealous.
She quickly changed in to a short, camoflouge mini skirt, with a dark brown tank top, and slipped on the brown flip flops she had bought yesterday.
She walked towards her car, avoiding Brooke, and met Lucas.
He smiled at her as they drove towards the party and for some reason, she smiled back. He knew how to get to her, he knew how to make her smile, or just what to say when she was upset. He understood her, thoroughly.
Peyton walked in to the already dark house, to see people dancing and drinking. She smiled as she saw Brooke in the kitchen and walked towards her.
"Hey Brooke," Peyton said with a smile. Brooke smiled at her and handed her a red plastic cup.
"What up, P.Sawyer?" Brooke said with a sexy smile.
Peyton sighed, "Bored."
Brooke rolled her eyes, "You just got here. Listen, um…Nathan was looking for you?"
Peyton looked at her, "Why?"
Brooke shrugged, "I don't know he just wanted to talk, I guess. Anyway, Teddy was definitely checking me out at the game. So, I'm gonna' bounce. Later bitch."
Peyton smiled as she leaned against the counter and walked back in to the living room. She felt a hand on her waist, and turned around smiling, figuring it was Lucas.
"Hey. I was just getting a dr-" Peyton began to say.
"I need to talk to you," Nathan spoke, with an angry expression on his face.
Peyton's face fell as she looked around, hoping no one was noticing their interaction in the relatively dark room, "Whatever."
Nathan walked up the stairs and opened a bedroom door waiting for her to walk in before locking it.
"Planning to rape me?" Peyton asked with an amused smile, until seeing Nathan's expression change.
"I forgot. Sorry," Peyton said quietly.
Nathan shrugged, "Whatever. Listen, did you come here with Lucas?"
Peyton looked at him, slightly alarmed, wondering how he found out, "Um..Yeah."
"Why?" Nathan asked angrily.
"Was I supposed to come by myself?" Peyton asked, incredibly annoyed.
"Um. What about your best friend Brooke?" Nathan asked, walking closer to her.
"What about her, Nathan?"
Nathan rolled his eyes as his body moved even closer to hers, "Why the fuck are you here with him? He hurt you, don't you remember? He hurt you so fucking bad, and he hurt Brooke. And, you're going to let him hurt you again?"
Peyton glared at him, pointing a finger in his direction, "Like you didn't hurt me, Nathan? You didn't hurt me once. You were the perfect boyfriend, you know that?"
Nathan snarled, " I thought you-I thought you wanted to be with me!"
Peyton shook her head, "Oh. Like you wanna' be with me? Or, like you wanna' be with Haley?"
Nathan sighed, obviously defeated, "Peyton…"
Peyton sighed, "No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It's just…You can't expect for me to be alone, while you're with Haley! How unfair is that?"
Nathan shrugged, "Peyton. He caused problems for us once. I jus-"
Peyton cut him off, as she walked towards him, and placed a hand on his cheek, "Nathan. Don't pretend that everything was perfect before Lucas joined the team."
Nathan nodded as he looked down, "Yeah. I know."
Peyton smiled and kissed him softly, and almost immediately pulled away.
Peyton laughed quietly, "Well, I went shopping today with Brooke."
Nathan rolled his eyes and smiled, as he wrapped his hands around her waist, "Yeah? What's new?"
Peyton raised an eyebrow and pulled away from his grasp, walking towards the door.
"What I'm wearing under this skirt," Peyton quipped with a smirk, as she left the room and walked down the stairs, leaving Nathan with a look of curiosity and an intrigued grin on his face.
