A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter and I hope you enjoy this one. Reviews welcomed.
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Summary: 4 and a half years later and Peyton and Nathan are still madly in love with each other. Couples: Neyton and Brucas.
Peyton's POV
"Brooke, its 8:34 you better get your cute ass out of bed and in that shower in the next ten minutes or we will miss our flight and if that happens you wont only have to deal with me but Haley too" I called out to I'm assuming a very grumpy Brooke. I'm not in the best of moods either. I dont want to go home just as much as her but I need to cover it up and be strong for her.
"Uhh. Mom five more minutes" she mumbled well throwing the cover over her head and rolling on her side away from me.
"Brooke. Now. I mean it, if i have to pull you outta bed and into that shower there with be hell to pay." I march over to the bed and start to shake her.
She jumps up well giving me the famous Brooke Davis glare. "I'm up, I'm up. Your lucky I love P.Sawyer or else I would kick your ass right now when I clearly want to stay in bed all day eating chocolates and watch cheesy love movie but instead I have to not only go home but go to the "scumbag sleezy lieing cheating ass's" wedding to that whore."
I jump on the bed beside her and pull her in for a hug. I know this is a hard time for her. It hard for me so I can hardly imagine how she feels. Lucas and I weren't in love but it still hurts that he cheated on me. "I know B, let it out. im here." We stand there like that for like 10 minutes until she pulls away.
"I can do this I know I can do this, hello I'm Brooke Davis if I can stand up to my bitch of a mother, I can certinaly go to the wedding of a guy I'm in love with who told me he loved me, slept with me than ran off and proposed to his secret girlfriend Lindsay."
I turned to her and nodded with a grin " that's the girl I know and love now we really need to get going"
Brooke turned on her heel and headed towards the washroom but not before turning back to me "P. how are you holding up?"
I laughed "I'm fine. Lucas and I were never in love. Dont worry about me"
"Umm. P, I wasn't meaning that Scott. You do know you talk in your sleep?" She smirked and kinked her eyebrow before slamming the bathroom door because I could get in a word.
An hour and fifteen minutes later we arrived at LAX with enough luggage to last us 3 months since we didn't know how long we'd be staying in Tree hill for. We finally got through everything and went to grab coffee before our plane would be boarding. As we stood in line I turned to Brooke.
"So what exactly did I say in my sleep?" I asked sheepishly. She turned to me with a smirk.
"Oh honey, you should already know the answer to that question."
She could always read me like a book. I turned my back and mumbled. "...Nathan?"
" P.Sawyer do not turn you back to me. Yes Nathan why didn't you tell me. I'm your best friend you can tell me anything." She turned me around and put her hands on my shoulders. "You love him, I can tell. You always have and always will so when we go home please do me and yourself a favor and tell him how you feel. At least one of us should be with the person we love and don't worry about Tutor-girl she's moved on and I bet she will be happy for you. There's nothing to worry about."
I let out a sign. "Ya. I guess your right."
We grabbed our coffee's and linked arms. As we walked to our gate she looked over at me. "Hun, I'm always right."
We made our way over to our gate as boarding was starting. In only a few hours I found have to face a man I was in love with and I man who cheated on me and my best friend was in love with him all in the same room. Its gunna be a long day.
Nathans POV
I walked into the kitchen of the beach house after my run to find Lucas searching around the fridge for some kind of food. I haven't been shopping for anything other than beer in about 2 weeks now so I doubt he will find anything eatable other than maybe some salad dressing and crackers along with the case of Budweiser i bought 2 nights ago.
"Man, what the hell. how do you live like this there nothing in here." he looks at me holding up a jar of rotten pickles.
"I go out to eat. life of a bachelor, but you wouldn't know now would you" I look at him whipping the sweat of my face. "What are you even doing here anyways?"
"God Nate, when are you gunna forgive me for all of this? They have there coming to the wedding both of them." he gave me a look like 'told ya so' and walked over to the couch making himself comfortable.
I grabbed a towel and followed him to the living room turning the t.v off and looked in dead in the eye. "You have some nerve Luke. You cheat on Peyton with Lindsay than when you guys break-up for no reason you run off to Brooke tell her you love her, sleep with her, than leave her in the middle of the night without even a good-bye. Than you run off to propose to your bitch of a girlfriend Lindsay. All you do to those girls is make there lives hell. They almost ruined there life long friendship for what? To prove to yourself your the man, but you know what I'm not gunna let you do that to Peyton or Brooke again. They dont deserve that and I know your better than that. I just dont know whats gotten into you man. Ever since you met that bitch your such an ass."
Lucas stood up with a look like he wanted to knock me out right there and than. "You don't know shit Nate and dont you call my fiancee anything you dont know her like I do. She has brought out the best in me and I love her." He relaxed his fists a bit before opening his mouth again to speak. "Why do you care about Peyton and Brooke so much anyways?"
"Because I have been there for them alot longer than you have and I actually care about them not like you. Now if you dont mind I need to get ready for your rehearsal dinner because I agreed to be there for you and be your best man before I found out what you did and I can' t back out now" With that I walked up the stairs into the shower disgusted with Lucas and the way he has been lately.
Half an hour later I began to button up my shirt as I realized I would be seeing her again for the first time in years in about a hour in a half. I started getting nervous and walked over to the mirror beginning to give myself a little pep talk.
"What are you doing. You can do it man. Your Nathan Scott you dont get nervous over anything let alone a girl. God what am I talking about this isn't just a girl its Peyton Sawyer. Her curly blonde hair and intimidating confidence. Common man pull it together."
"Pull what together?" I turned around and thought I was in a dream. I rubbed my eyes but she was still there but she looked more beautiful than the last time I had seen her. her blonde hair had grown and was now just past her shoulders it still had that curl but it was now a little more loose and wavy. She was a bit skinner from what I remembered but still had those perfect curves. Her stunning green eyes stared at me confused.
"Peyton. What are you doing here?" I stared at her in amazement. This couldn't be real.
"Well. Brooke kinda made me." She laughed. God I missed that laugh. I just stared into her eyes I trying to hide it but I just couldn't take my eyes off her and they way that black dress fit her like a glove.
"She made you?" I was happy she was here but a bit confused as to why Brooke would make her come here.
"Well we were over at Mouth's and Skill's apartment. Skills was telling us what happened with you and Lucas this morning and wasn't sure if you would come anymore tonight. So I am here to take you there. Oh and also I really appreciate what you did by standing up for Brooke and I and everything, and well I missed you Nate."
I walked over and hugged her it felt so right "God I missed you too P and I would do anything for you."
After standing there holding on together for what felt like year she finally let go and looked up at me with her eyebrow raised. "Well enough with all this emotional stuff and lets get go superstar." she smacked my arm and walked outta the room.
"Superstar huh?" I gave her the famous Scott smirk. She rolled her eyes at me and headed down the stairs.
I followed her outta the house well watching her walk with her hips moving against her dress.
I am really liking this frisky side to her.
(well ladies and gentlemen there ya go. Tell me what you think.
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