Summary
Haley James is a dreamer. Her perfect day would be lying out on the beach, guitar in her hand, and notebook next to her petite body. She always feels like a different person when she is dreaming, looking up at the sky.
Little did Haley know, she was being watched. Everyday she would arrive at the same time, at the same spot, and the dark haired, blue eyed, Nathan Scott would be watching.
After a magical first encounter, Haley and Nathan both feel like their lives will never be the same. For Haley it's love at first sight, for Nathan, he knew he loved her all along. So when Haley makes a decision that may make her world tip over, the love for each other grows.
By Haley's words, Nathan tries to turn his life around only to find out, change comes with obstacles to bare and he has to bare them with a strong will if he wants to be a better person. A better person for him, and a better person for the love of his life, Haley.
A/N: I really hope that you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy writing it. Honestly, if I don't get a lot of reviews that's okay, I'm going to keep writing until the end, although...reviews would really make my day a lot brighter.
A/N 2: This story will ALWAYS start with Nathan's POV and then half way through the story SWITCH to Haley's POV. So please, keep an eye out for that, don't get confused, and hope you like it. Thanks.
Chapter One: The Dirty Blonde of My Eye
Nathan's POV
As I sat in my study, reading the latest TIME magazine, I quickly glanced up at the time. It was three in the afternoon, the time of the day I always looked forward to.
I got up and walked to the kitchen of my beach house. Well, it's not my beach house, it's my dad's that he face to me before he died.
Grabbing a beer from the fridge I took my place next to my living room window and watched the girl under the oak tree. The girl who took my breathe away. The girl I loved, even though we've never met before.
Haley's POV
Walking up the beach with my guitar and my purse was always strenuous work. Normally, I hated this kind of activity but my spot under the oak tree was too valuable to give up. The sights you could see were so amazing, so captivating, that you almost never wanted to leave. My spot under the oak tree was the perfect place to get my creative juices flowing and write the best songs possible.
I soon arrived at my oak tree and plopped down on the warm sand. I looked up at the sky, taking in the atmosphere, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing my dirty blonde hair. It was peaceful and calming, and even though I knew those words meant the same thing, they felt so different when I sat under the shade of my oak tree.
No matter how serene the bach was, today, I couldn't find any inspiration. I looked from left to right, searching for something that would make me melt. Something that would make the melody float from my body.
My eyes fell upon a beach house and there, looking through the window, I saw two piercing blue eyes on a face with a startled expression. As I got lost in the moment, almost as if swimming through his eyes to his soul, the perfect song played magically in my head.
A/N: I know, it's short, the next chapter will be longer. Promise.