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Chapter 13
Haley woke up the next morning, her eyes fluttering open from the sun streaming through the window. Once her eyes adjusted, she looked around for Nathan. She could smell him, his cologne now embedded in her one pillow, but she couldn't see him.
"Did he leave?" Haley questioned herself, feeling her heart fall a little, but just as soon as she said that, his athletic figure made his way through her bedroom door holding a white paper bad and two cups of coffee.
"Hey, you're up!" He said, noticing her sitting up on her bed. "Have you been awake long?"
"Nope, just like 2 minutes. Where'd ya go?" She inquired.
"I remembered that you liked chocolate chip muffins from that time you told me the uh, seagulls attacked you," he began stifling a laugh, "So I went down to Karen's and got two muffins and two coffees."
"Nathan, you didn't have to do that," Haley said, feeling the butterflies develop yet again in the depths of her stomach, blushing at the fact he remembered, "but thank you. I'm a sucker for muffins, and well, I'm not naturally hyper. I need my coffee every morning to give me that little jump start!"
"It's the least I could do Hales," Nathan said nonchalantly, noting how easily this new nickname was rolling off his tongue, Hales. He loved that nickname and he loved… their friendship. Yeah, that's what it was. That's definitely why whenever she's around he tends to get a little brighter, and his hands clam up. Friendship, of course...
"Nathan, what are you staring at? Oh god, do I have chocolate in my teeth!" She exclaimed, taking note of that fact that he had been staring at her for a good three minutes.
"What oh uh, no! You don't. I just uh, zoned out for a second there."
"Well, in the words of one of your crappy rap musicians, 'Snap back to reality or else there goes gravity.'"
"Haha. Nice try Hales, but that's not how it goes."
"Whatever, do I look like I listen to Eminem?" She kidded.
"No, but you do look like someone who should take her own advice."
"¿Como?"
"Not that I haven't had fun just joking around, but you're trying to get away from the fact that you just found out Taylor had a baby, with your last boyfriend, and hid it from you."
"And I was sooo close."
"But not close enough. You asked me to be here for you, and support you, but that also means I have to push you, even when you don't want to be pushed."
"Nathan…"
"No I mean it Hales. You don't want stuff like this getting piled up inside you until you're about to burst. Believe me, iyou don't/i."
"What are you talking from experience here Scott?"
"Maybe, but this isn't about me it's about you."
"Fine. Who knew Nathan Scott was such a wise sage?"
"Ah, there's a lot of things people don't know about the Nathan Scott," he joked talking in the third person.
"Oh god, please don't talk in the third person. The last person who did that was Chris Keller, and it was pathetic," she said, feeling the awkwardness after she said it.
"Ah, the elephant in the room," Nathan said, breaking the tension.
"I think I should go talk to Taylor."
"I think you should too."
"But what if I can't?"
"You can."
"But what if she's not home?"
"She is."
"But what if I run out of excuses?"
"You already did," he stated, both of them giggling a bit at her nervousness and inability to weasel her way out of this.
"Damn, look's like I'm going in."
"If you need back-up, I'm here for you."
"No, I think I better do this alone," she said, getting up and opening the door to the hallway.
"Good luck!" Nathan shouted, urging her on. Haley however stopped in the doorway and turned to face him, "But if you want you could always wait in the hallway and then come in if things start to get really bad. You know, fist fights, hair pulling, me having a major breakdown."
Nathan cocked an eyebrow at her.
"What, it's happened before," she stated as if it was nothing. Which if course her and Taylor's fighting was. It occurred so often now that fighting was their main form of communication.
"Alright, I'll be in the hallway waiting."
"Good. Now get up and let's go," she said grabbing his hand and pulling him into the hallway with her.