Chapter 3

Just Peaches and Cream

It was now a half passed two in the morning. Every one at the house party was totally smashed and now making out with a person from the opposite sex (…or the same) on all the surfaces of the home. Floors, counters, couches…you name it. Jimmy and Haley included.

"Do you…think we should…move…this to the…comforts…of your…empty house?" Jimmy spoke gruffly in between his hungry kisses to Haley's lips.

"If we make it all the way there…" Haley said seductively as she raised her self off of him and scampered towards the door.

The ride to the car had been interesting to say the least. Upon entering her home Jimmy was carrying a shirtless Haley through the door. Her shoes and his own shirt were discarded some where between the front door and family room door entrance.

Unbeknownst to the two lovers her stepbrother and ex-boyfriend were situated there playing a game daunting of NBA live. The two boys were caught up in their video game to hear the front door slam shut, however when the distinct sounds of feminine moaning floated through the air, they had to look back. Low and behold there was a dark haired couple practically going at it on the wall opposite them.

Since when does another girl live in the house? Long lost sister? Nathan thoughfully questioned. The boy was about to take off his partner's bra when Jake intervened.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Couldn't make it to your bed Hales?" The boy's voice boomed- taunting her almost, forgetting momentarily that Nathan was sitting on the couch next to him.

"Fuck off." Haley said to her step-brother with a scoff as she pulled Jimmy up the stairs with her. Slamming the door behind themselves.

"Wait, Haley!" Jake called after the girl. Haley didn't answer him, just plowed forward and slammed the white door in his face- so he proceeded to bang with his fists on the thick wood. "Haley! Haley, open the fucking door, damn it!" Finally the door was flung open as the pissed off form of Jimmy Heart strode down the hall and out of sight, though not before glaring roughly at Jake and mumbling an incoherent swear.

Haley passed Jake, and walked with a heavy foot down the stairs, now changed into a black wife beater and a pair of bright red hot pants.

"You officially killed the mood and my buzz!" Haley stated angrily, as she went to look for her missing shirt. Jake followed her down the stairs and, as suspected saw a dumbstruck Nathan Scott gawking at the girl before him. He watched as Haley plopped on to the sofa and flipped through the numerous movie channels, concluding that this would be the best time to make him self scarce.

Whether the gawking boy was unnoticed by Haley James, or she didn't care enough to question him, was a mystery for it was far longer than ten minutes before any words were spoken between the pair.

"So you must be Haley…" Nathan said to his loved one. His voice failed him some, stuttering profusely on the five words.

"Yea." She didn't look at him and her tone was indignant and cold- not as he remembered it. Her voice used to be soothing as she comforted him many times with the buttery smooth sound.

"That's a nice ring." He told her cryptically.

"Yup."

"Someone special give it to you?" This would be the string of words that broke her. He knew it. She would turn to him teary eyed and tell him that she missed him- the boy that gave it to her, what felt like so many years ago. Then he would reveal his true identity to her and the pair would share a wonderfully emotional kiss.

"Nope." However, he was greatly disappointed. "Why the hell am I even talking to you? Better yet why the fuck do you care about my god damned ring?" She demanded.

"Honestly?" Haley nodded, her temper running short. "I wanted to know if you still loved me…" The sound he made was seemingly close to that of a small scared boy. At some point her eyes had drifted away from his strong features, though upon realization to what his words meant, Haley's stare snapped back to him- her eyes mirroring the size of small countries.

"What?" Haley whispered and her voice faltered- something it had not done in two years. Two very long years