Thanks for the reviews, guys! I really loved them.
Again, I must remind you of the upcoming Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows book (gosh, I'm so excited!) and so, I may or may not be able to post during the weeks that I'll be reading it. I was also able to rewrite all my accidentally-deleted documents so expect an update from my other story either tonight or tomorrow. It really depends.
So I hope you enjoy these last few chapters because It's Over, I Think is going to be ending soon.
'Til then,
----Sera
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story.
Haley lay in Nathan's arms as they sat on the couch in silence. His fingers were intertwined with hers, while his other hand played with a few strands of her hair.
"I love you," he whispered into her ear.
She looked up at him in surprise. "I thought you were asleep."
"I'm not. I've just been thinking. I don't want you to leave, Haley," she nodded into his shoulder. "Maybe we could talk to your parents."
"They wouldn't understand, Nate." She said miserably.
"Sure, they would. They understood when we first got married." Nathan pointed out.
Haley shook her head. "It's not the same, Nathan. We're talking about my future in Stanford here."
"What about our future as a family? Doesn't that matter?" He asked heatedly.
"Nathan, I know my parents are weird hippies and they have all sorts of insane beliefs but they're still parents – how would they like it if they found out their daughter was pregnant with her ex-husband's child?"
"Which is why we should tell them," he persisted.
"My parents have dreams for me, Nathan. Sure, they said yes to our marriage, but their yeses can only go so far. Even if we do tell them that I'm pregnant, it doesn't change the fact that I have to go to Stanford for college. They'd just say something stupid like you can visit me on weekends or something." Haley explained.
"But you're old enough to make your own decisions. Why do they have to choose what university you're going to attend?"
"You don't understand, Nathan –" Haley said shakily.
She lay on the floor, a miserable heap of failure and sadness.
Trembling, she picked up the phone and dialed her Lydia James' number, praying it would ring. "M-mom – it's me, Haley."
"Bub! How are you, dear? Are you crying? Is everything alright with Nathan?" Lydia asked worriedly.
Haley shook her head, sobbing. "No – we're divorced, mom."
"You're – you're what? Haley –"
"I signed the papers this morning and sent it to his doorstep. It's over, mom. I'm not married anymore."
"Oh dear . . . Haley, is there anything we can do?"
"Actually, I was sort of wondering if I could still apply to Stanford now."
"I thought you were going to Duke."
There was silence on the other line.
Then Haley whispered, "I thought so, too."
"You promised them that you'd go to Stanford no matter what happens?!" Nathan repeated incredulously.
"I'm sorry, Nathan but the only reason why I applied to Duke was because I wanted us to be together and I wanted to support you all the way –" she paused then said rather bitterly, "But since we're not married anymore, I figured Stanford was the place for me."
"Couldn't – couldn't you tell them about us?"
"It's too late, Nathan. My parents will be here in two days. There's just no way we could wheel ourselves out of this." Haley said sadly.
He noticed tears brimming in her eyes as he held her closer. "There has to be a way, Haley. We've gone through so much to just let this go."
She closed her eyes, burying her face into his shoulder, wishing the whole world would just stop and freeze at that moment. "Tell me you love me, Nathan."
He pressed a hand to her stomach, kissing her gently while he did. "I love you both."
Brooke stood in the middle of the River Court, Haley's letter clutched tightly in one hand. God, she felt awful – and with good reason, too.
Haley had been through a lot of pain lately and it got even worse – all because of Brooke's utter stupidity. It wasn't very fair. Despite the encouraging and touching words in the letter, Brooke couldn't suppress her guilt and for her, the letter wasn't enough to end it.
She still felt like a complete whore.
"We need to talk."
Brooke turned to see Lucas standing behind her. "I'm not in the mood to hear you get mad at me again, Luke."
"I'm not here to tell you I hate you."
"Really? Congratulations."
"I still love you, damn it!"
She gaped at him.
"Now that I finally have your attention, will you listen to me before I change my mind?"
Brooke tried to ignore how fast her heart was beating and decided to take a deep breath in the hope to calm herself. "I'll listen, but I'm not guaranteeing anything."
"You don't have to," he sighed heavily. "I don't know if I should feel stupid, angry, frustrated or guilty. Maybe it's a little of everything."
"You have every right to feel those things. I'm a terrible person – and an even more terrible friend." She said in a hollow voice.
"No, you're not. It's just the circumstances –"
She whirled to face him once more. "Screw the circumstances! If a guy who has no money steals from the bank, that doesn't make what he did right! I don't know why you try to see the good in everybody, Lucas – especially me, when you know I don't deserve any of it! What I did was wrong – far more than wrong! I hurt the people I love the most – the people that I consider my only family and they're leaving! Haley's leaving!" Brooke furiously tried to blink back hot tears but she couldn't hold them in anymore.
"Brooke, I know what you did was wrong – but enough is enough. Haley forgives you. I forgive you."
She fell silent, though her sobs still echoed in the air.
"That day Haley and I walked in on you and Nathan, I was actually planning to tell you how I felt. It's ironic, isn't it – how circumstances always try to bring us apart," he remarked, standing next to her. "I guess no matter what life throws at us, I'll always feel the same way about you."
Brooke then said quietly, "I've tried to let go of you – so many times, with so many guys. With each guy who broke up with me, I just felt even worse. I don't know – I seemed to be happier with you," she paused, looking up at him. "Why didn't you just tell me how you felt about me?"
Lucas laughed rather bitterly. "It was quite hard to bring it up – since the whole friendship thing was going great and you always had some different guy with you every other week or something. I thought you didn't feel the same way I did."
"I wish we could've just been honest with each other. Then none of this could have happened." Brooke said.
"Hey, what's important is that we have each other now." Lucas said, pulling her into his arms.
She smiled slightly up at him. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"That depends – do you want it?"
"Of course I do – I always have. I love you."
The words Lucas had been longing for her to say finally came and it was far better than he had ever imagined it could be. "Finally,"
She pouted. "And here I was thinking you were going to say you love me, too."
"I'm getting there," he leaned down to kiss her passionately, letting out all his pent-up emotions in the kiss. When he pulled away, they were both breathless. "I love you, too."
Meanwhile, Nathan was pacing frantically in his bedroom. Haley was fast asleep on the bed but he couldn't sleep – he had to find a way to be with Haley. He just had to. Time was running out and sleep was the last thing on his mind.
Desperately, he took out his cell phone and began to scroll down his phonebook list. He saw two entries – and realized what he had to do.
Nathan stole a glance at Haley, who didn't seem to stir but just so he was sure, he went outside.
He quickly dialed the first phonebook entry, deciding that he would call the second one as soon as the conversation was over. "Hey, it's Nate – listen, I have an idea…"
Dun, dun, duuuuuunnnnn. Who two people could Nathan be calling and what could be his plan? Leave a review and I'll try to update as soon as possible.