A/N: This chapter only includes Nathan and Haley while they're hiding in the Tutoring Centre. Leave some words. Enjoy )
Chapter 3"Are you ok?" Haley asked. They had been sitting in silence for almost thirty minutes. One thing Haley hated more than anything was awkward silences. She usually wracked her brains to find something, anything to talk about even when she didn't really want to discuss the subject she came up just to avoid them. But this silence was not awkward. It was comfortable. In a way, it was almost soothing.
Nathan chuckled. "You're the one with two holes in her leg and you're asking me if I'm ok?" he asked in a mixture of disbelief and amusement.
"I know that Tim is on the team with you," she said, shrugging.
"So?" he asked. "We're on the same team but that doesn't mean we're friends."
"But aren't you? I've seen you together," Haley said.
"We have friends in common but we're not friends," he stated. "How are you holding up?" Haley looked around, observing their surroundings. Then she looked at her throbbing leg. She looked back at him and smiled.
"Oh, I'm just peachy," she remarked. Nathan laughed.
"I guess that was a stupid question," he said, getting her point. Haley nodded in agreement. Nathan's cell phone beeped again. He reached into his pocket and looked at it. "It's Lucas. He's wondering where I am." Then he put his cell phone down.
"Aren't you going to tell him?" she asked. Nathan nodded as he lifted the phone up again and started punching numerous buttons.
"So what do you want to do?" he asked. Haley shrugged. "I'm getting pretty bored. I know I should be thankful that Tim hasn't found us in here but still."
"It is pretty boring. But I can't do much in my current state," she said.
"You can play a game, can't you?" Nathan asked. Haley smiled.
"What game did you have in mind?" she asked. Nathan stopped to think for a minute.
"How about 'I Never'?" he suggested. Haley's brow wrinkled in confusion. "It's that game where everyone takes a turn saying something they've never done and if someone has, they have to drink." Haley nodded in understanding. Then she looked around.
"Drink what?" she asked. He was about to answer when she laughed. "I know you meant beer, Nathan. I'm not that naïve. I meant, what are we supposed to drink?" He shrugged.
"I don't know," he admitted.
"How about we put a whole kibosh on the 'I Never' idea. It sounds like a game invented for the sole purpose of getting drunk anyways," Haley said.
"What's wrong with that?" he asked, slightly insulted by what he thought she was insinuating. She shrugged.
"Well, nothing, except that I don't drink," she replied. He sighed. She looked at him in curiosity. "You thought I was frowning on people who do get drunk, didn't you?"
"Yeah," he admitted.
"One thing I don't do, Nathan," she said, "is judge people."
"Never?" he asked.
"I'm not in any position to judge people," Haley said. He looked at her in confusion.
"Who is?" he asked.
"Anyone who's never committed a sin," Haley said.
"Are you religious?" he asked.
"Why?" she asked.
"Cause that sounds like something right out of the bible," he replied. Haley laughed.
"No, I'm not religious. But I have my own beliefs," Haley said. She shifted her position against the desk. Big mistake. "Oh, damn it!" Nathan looked at her in concern. She looked down at her leg.
"Let me see," he said.
"Go for it," she said. He got up and kneeled at her legs. "But if you hurt me, I'll hit you again." She was holding the textbook she had used to swat him when he first came in, in a threatening position. He smiled. He untied the tourniquet.
"What did you use to make this with?" he asked.
"My sweater," Haley replied, gesturing to the pieces of fabric thrown onto the chair of the desk. "And I just bought it yesterday too." Nathan cracked another smile as he lifted up the leg of her jeans. Haley twitched as his rough hands touched her leg.
"Sorry," he said. He looked at her leg and made a face. "That looks bad." He rolled her pant leg down again and retied the tourniquet using a different piece of the sweater. "There you go." When there was no acknowledgement, he looked up and noticed that Haley was slumped against the desk.
"Haley!" he exclaimed as he crawled over to her. There was no response. He moved her head gently and shook her a little. "Haley!" Her huge hazel eyes fluttered open and looked at him in confusion.
"Nathan?" she asked. Then she remembered. "What happened?"
"You zoned out for a minute," Nathan replied. Haley breathed in and looked around.
"Sorry. I'm just really tired all of a sudden," she said.
"You have lost quite a bit of blood," he said. Then he looked at her. She was really pale. "Maybe it's time to get you out of here." Haley shook her head.
"Don't be ridiculous," she said.
"You don't look too good," Nathan said.
"Nathan, in situations like these, the school goes into lockdown. The police are doing they're job. It won't be much longer," she said. He clucked his tongue nervously. He looked at her in concern and doubt. She just smirked. "I'll be fine."
"I don't know," he said uncertainly.
"Well, I do," Haley said.
"You'll tell me if you start to get light-headed?" he asked, searching her face.
"Of course," she promised.