A/N: I just added the last chapter for 'Always & Forever', so now this is the only fic I'm working on. I'll try and get at least one, maybe more updates in before Wednesday, but then I don't have access to a computer until July 13th. After that, I'll update a lot more frequently.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill.
Her green eyes quickly filled with hatred and anger and through clenched teeth she muttered, "What are you doing here?"
He sighed, understanding her hate for him, "Peyton, I just want to talk."
"Well," She smiled sweetly, "Did it ever occur to you, that you might possibly be an ass, and I never want to talk to you again?"
"Peyton please," He begged, "I'm really, really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"You should have thought of that before you left me." She spat, slamming the door in his face and marching back up the stairs.
Lucas bit his lip, and once he could no longer hear her moving, he slowly twisted the doorknob. The door slowly swung open and Lucas closed it softly behind him, before creeping up the stairs. He saw the light coming from her room, flood the hallway and he slowly made his way towards the door. He poked his head around the door and saw her lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. He stood up straight and walked into her room.
"I don't want to scare you." He said blandly.
Well, he did anyways, because she must have jumped a mile.
"Son of a..." Peyton exclaimed, "Lucas Eugene Scott. What part of go away, didn't you understand?"
"All of it." He frowned.
"I don't want to talk to you." She said as she turned her back to him.
"Then don't talk, just listen." He sighed, "Peyton, you are the one. You always have been, always will be. When I first met you, I knew you were the one I was going to spend the rest of my life with. But high school ended, and I got scared. Things in the real world are so different, I didn't know what I wanted anymore. I had my coaching job, you had your job in California. And none of it seemed to fit together. I just thought it would be easier on the both of us if we were apart. I was wrong. Yes, that's right. I just admitted that for once, I was wrong. Does that make you happy? I missed you more than you'll ever believe, but I figured you were over me. I should have gone after you, I should have apologized for being a dumb ass. But I was scared."
"It's too late for apologies, Luke. You meant something to me. And I thought I made that clear back then." She said as she turned back to look at him, "Everything happens for a reason. So we're over."
Luke frowned, but nodded anyways.
"I'll be seeing you, Peyton." He smiled, as he left her room.
"That little..."
"Brooke, let's not say things we'll regret. He made his decision, he walked away. And yeah, I love him. But it's over. He's not even here anymore." Haley frowned.
Brooke bit her lip nervously.
"Spill. What do you know?" Haley demanded.
"I talked to him earlier today." She admitted, "He's staying at the hotel in town."
Haley's eyes widened, "Please tell me you're kidding."
Brooke shook her head, "Sorry Hales. I wish I was."
"Maybe I should just go home." Haley said.
"No!" Brooke exclaimed, "You can't leave now, maybe this is a chance to fix your problems."
Haley sighed, "Maybe..."
"It's going to be okay, Tutor Mom, you'll make it through." Brooke smiled, hugging her friend.
"Thanks Brooke." Haley grinned, "I'm going to go check on James. Be back in a minute."
Brooke nodded as her friend got up from the couch and walked down the hall.
Haley walked into the small room where the little boy was sleeping and she sat down on the bed beside him.
"Why'd your daddy have to leave, James?" She whispered, but the boy didn't hear her, because he was fast asleep.
"I loved him, I still do. Always, and forever."
Haley lay down next to the boy, and cried, because she was sick of waiting for him to come back to her. Sick of breaking her own heart.
"Can I help you?"
"My name is Nathan Scott, I have a reservation."
The receptionist checked his computer quickly.
"I'm sorry sir, there's no reservation here for a Nathan Scott."
"I booked it last week!"
"I apologize, but we have no rooms available."
Nathan rolled his eyes, "See if I ever come back here again."
"I hope you enjoyed your stay, sir."
Nathan laughed in the man's face and he left. He looked around him, wondering where he could possibly stay. It was late, and everyone was probably asleep. It was then he remembered a conversation he'd had earlier.
"Nathan Scott. Well what do you know?"
Nathan turned and saw the brunette girl running towards him.
He gave her a quick hug, "Hi Brooke."
"Hey you. You staying the night?"
"Yeah I have reservations at the hotel. I'll leave sometime this week, probably. What about you?"
"I'm in town for good. Actually, I'm renting your old apartment."
"Nice." Nathan nodded.
"Why don't you just come stay with me? Instead of wasting money on a hotel." Brooke suggested.
Nathan shook his head, "Nah. I think I'll be fine at the hotel."
Brooke shrugged, "Okay, well I'll see you around I guess then. My offer stands if you change your mind."
Nathan nodded, "Later Brooke."
Well, Nathan Scott had definitely had a change of mind. Grabbing his bags, he headed down the street, just wanting to get some sleep.
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