Breathe….you, Breathe!
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Chapter 3 Fantasies, Fears, and Fools
Loving the feel of the wind blowing through her hair on the hot summer day, Haley closed her eyes and put her head back on the passenger's headrest as Peyton's Grandmamobile zipped off the highway exit, headed to Haley's Lamaze/Family Planning class. Lucas sat silently in the back seat avoiding her gaze every time she looked back at him.
"Lucas Eugene Scott! I can't believe you're not talking to me because I was too busy with my husband that I rarely get to spend time with these days to referee you and your dad playing Dance, Dance Revolution during our usual lunch date last week! Your dad didn't seem to upset and I already called you to apologize at least fifty times. If you would take my messages and calls or not run out of the café every time I came by, you would know that!" She huffed. "Besides, Dan shouldn't have challenge Fergie and Mouth to a battle ad the end of the month after seeing all the attention they got playing at Tric. You guys are doing better and who knew Dan Scott could bust a move, but you've only been practicing for six weeks. Oh….and you can't dance. You're still getting E's on beginners and we won't even mention the amout of boos. That man has serious ego issues." She shook her head.
"Nate's gotta love the ego boost you are, Hales." Luke admonished. " Oh….and never say "bust a move" again.
"Whatever "You're the girl for me, Brooke Davis…. I mean Peyton Sawyer." Haley mocked him perfectly and forgetting to squint causing his girlfriend to chortle.
"Well Luke's issue is with what you were doing instead of passing out HCM medicine." Peyton smirked into the rearview mirror.
"Peyton!" Leaning forward, Lucas warned through gritted teeth with a harsh glare, but faux curly top ignored him with a laugh and Haley glanced back and forth at the pair in confusion.
"He's just freak out because he saw your ta-tas Thursday, Officer Haley. Since then, he's been having nightmares every night."
Haley's mouth dropped open with embarrassment from P. Sawyer's tale, but Luke's next admission had her whole body blushing.
"Not exactly nightmares, but thanks for telling, Peyton!" Luke confessed, falling back against the seat with his hand over his face.
"Oh my God, they were sex dreams!" The drivers eyes widened in stunned amusement. "You liked seeing her naked! Brooke totally called it!"
"I thought Brooke was the one into threesomes." Haley blurted, instantly covering her mouth with her hand.
"I knew they both Scott boys loved you, but damn, Haley." Peyton started cracking up. "Who wouldn't want to be meat in that sandwich?"
Luke watched both girls' eyes suddenly become lustful as they went into their own little fantasies of a Lathan threesome.
"Gross! Not with Nathan. He is my brother ….and not to mention another guy!" He said with disgust and took the paperback he had been reading and gave each of them a good wack on the back of the head.
"Ow! Well, Haley is practically your sister and legally sister-in-law, you perv!" Peyton argued.
"Eww! You're such a freak Lucas Scott!" Haley rubbed her head and flung her hobo bag back to smack Lucas in the chest then, as a reminder before she threatened him. "If you ever, in your entire life, dream about me like that again, I'm going to come through your dreams and kick you in gonads."
Peyton parked and Haley waited as Lucas jumped from the convertible and opened the door to let her out. She said her thanks and goodbyes to the blond that had been so much happier lately before hesitating taking Luke's hand, but knew it was the only way she could get her baby carrying butt out of the bucket seats. Once on her feet she held on to her best friends hand and looked at him with a smile.
"I'll see you and Dan at noon tomorrow?" She said hopefully.
"You just want that peach shake and Philly cheese steak with banana peppers and mushrooms dad always brings you and the chocolate peanut butter cookies mom sends." He squinted.
"I don't only want to spend time with you guys for the food." Haley feigned innocence as she fought back a giggle as he guided her to the door. "I really enjoy family fun time too." She fake smiled.
"Now you're just lying, Hales. No one enjoys Dan Scott's company on a weekly, heck even a yearly basis." He laughed too, opening the door. "Bye, Buddy."
"Thanks again. Nathan came from work, so he should be here soon…. Bye."
"Hey, Luke!" He took two steps when he heard his name being called.
She turned around to see her brother-in-law standing there coolly with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jeans and his flip flop exposed feet tapping on the sidewalk.
"Yes?"
"I'm so telling Nathan you've been dreaming about me." She grinned deviously and went inside, slamming the door before he could chase her down.
Inside, she scanned the room. There were a few groups of woman chatting in different location while all the men were near the back of the class. They were hogging the tray of sugar cookies and talking about sports from what she could overhear. Nathan immediately caught her eye, ready to head in her direction, but she nodded against it, pointed to the bathroom she was headed to. Their son was once again using her bladder as a punching bag.
"So Scott, I hear you're headed to Duke in the fall. That's my alma mater." The thirty something pharmaceutical salesman with the wife that had snubbed Haley told Nathan and the rest of the group.
"I turned them down. My wife and I are both going to UNC-Charlotte on scholarship. They will greatly lighten our expense load with the baby coming." Nathan said proudly. "Besides, Epic records south eastern studio is there. Haley can work on her upcoming album. They are already interested in using three of the songs she's written for some of their popular artist."
"So Haley's a rockstar." Tao said impressed. He already thought Haley was absolutely adorable and knew why his sister had instantly befriended the shy and sweet girl.
"Oh, yeah!" Nathan boasted but his thoughts were mainly lustful, on just how she rocked in the bedroom.
"Dude, are you crazy? Let her follow you to school. You've got a scholarship. She can get a loan. It will be her debt when you split up. She'll fall in love with the baby and forget all about that singing crap. If she doesn't, chicks are going to be all over you if you playing for Duke……replace her with some fine model or internet ho?" Randy said, looking over at his barely showing "girlfriend" with an eye roll.
"She's my wife." Nathan said protectively. "I love her."
Randy laughed. "Fine, Mr. Honorable, stay married. But, that doesn't mean you can't play, she'll never have to know. Groupies know how to be discrete." He said slickly showing off a file of female callers on his cell. "I play football at Eastern Carolina and hot bitches are always ready to give me some ass." He tossed his head toward the mother-to-be of his child. "It's the "girlfriends or wives" that ruin your fucking life. How do you think I got stuck here? She was stupid enough to get knocked up."
Lisa's brother Tao watched Nathan and Jennifer's best friend Brad clinch their fist. If somebody didn't change the subject they were definitely going to jump this asshole.
"So how was winning the State Championship, Nate? The basketball team sucked when I graduated from Tree Hill High. I was captain, I should know." The salesman, Lewis chuckled to try and help. "We drove all the way to Durham to watch you guys play. You were great!"
"I bet you had hot cheerleaders all over you that night." Randy closed his eyes and licked his lips.
"What the hell is your problem, Man?" Nathan shoved the guy. "Haley, my wife was the only Cheerleader I was interested in or ever will be!" Then he turned to Lewis. "Thanks for supporting the team, but its really hard for me to talk about that night." He said softly, noticing Haley's return out of the corner of his eye. "Excuse me."
After a few long steps, he had his girl in his arms. First, he kissed her passionately on the mouth before wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her tight as his head rested on her billowy blond mane.
"Hey, Baby. I missed you today." He said huskily.
"Me too, Sweetheart………is everything okay?" She worried instinctively feeling something was going on with him.
"It is now." He rubbed his hands up and down her spine, lost in their own little world and unaware of the attention from others that seemed to follow the strong and loving couple around.
Thinking about the state championship was the last thing Nathan wanted on his mind. The only thing he remembered from that night was feeling Haley push him out the way before he watched her pregnant body flying through the air after being struck down by a big black Cadillac, watching her lifeless and blooded body lay limp on the ground. Hearing the doctor tell him, they couldn't even worry about the baby, their son, until they could stabilize his beautiful wife. But the worst part was that the worst night of his life had been his fault.
His lips rested against her forehead as he kept hold to her soft form. Gawd, he was head-over-heels in love with this woman…..always would be!
Moving his large hands along her sides, he addressed his son for the first time that day. "Hey, BS. How's my boy?"
"Nathan! I told you not to call him that! It's not appropriate." After slapping him on the arm, Haley moved back so his hand ended up atop her stomach. The child immediately going into a frenzy of kicks to his parents delight, well more Nathan's than Haley's. Getting your ribs punched wasn't that cool.
"What?" Nathan shrugged innocently as the child settled down a little. "His name is Bryan Scott." Again the baby treated them to a flurry of high kicks.
"Don't be cute, Nathan." Haley narrowed her eyes at her husband as he lead their mat and pillows because class was about to start. "How did you get here before me, anyway?"
"I got permission to leave a little early. Charlene is checking our Lamaze breathing techniques today. I told you I would always be on time to make you pant and breathe heavy, Hales. You know I'm hot like that." He winked after seating her, then situated himself behind her and the pillows before dropping a on her head. "You can't tell me weren't not acing this."
Haley lounged back against the fluffy pillows and her husband's chest with a giggle. Being eighteen married and pregnant had been more of an adjustment than Haley ever imagined. There were days where she was still afraid it wasn't going to last and others where she just wanted out because she wasn't ready for all this, but who was? Right now the rewards outweighed her fears.
The Lamaze portion of the two-hour class went quickly and before they knew it, Charlene has set up a projection and they were watching "The Miracle Of Life" a film about three different women giving birth. The only sounds in the room had been Lewis's snotty wife going to the bathroom for the fourth time and Lisa and Jennifer cracking up when Tao fainted during the c-section scenes.
As soon as the lights came up, Nathan rose from his lying head first position beside of Haley.
"Wow. Childbirth is so amazing, Hales. I can't wait for this little guy to come out." He ramble, placing his hand on her stomach smiling as he felt fluttering like the baby was placing his hand against his. "Lucas wants to video tape it, but I think he saw enough of your girly parts last Thursday. My dad told me he had to give him a shot of Scotch when they got to the beach house before could speak, let alone play DDR……. When is my dad going to realize Scott men can't dance for shit?" He laughed, suddenly realizing Haley hadn't responded and she was looking as pale as a ghost.
"Haley, what's wrong. Is it the baby again or your blood pressure?" He sat up on his knees, moving his hand to her ashen skin. He thought they were finally over risk to her pregnancy and she looked so sick and nauseous. "Tell me what's wrong, Baby."
Everyone waited with baited breath as Haley started to ball. "Nathan did you see that movie, all that blood and goop all over the baby? Did you hear all that screaming? It's going to hurt like hell having our child. I….I can't squeeze your big head son out of my….well…..no, I can't do it! Nu uh!"
"So he's my big head son, now." He snickered.
With a sighs of relief all around and a few giggles, Nathan moved his wife between his legs and rested her weary head against nicely fitting work shirt.
"I'm going to be right there by your side, Haley. Yes, it's going to hurt and if I could take that pain from you, Baby….. I would. But the reward for all your hard work with be this tiny piece of magic, a little bit of me and hopefully a whole hell of a lot of you we made out of love, together." He soothe, rubbing his hand along her abdomen, the baby seeming to follow along inside. "He's going to be incredible, Hales."
"Yea, he will be." Haley's hands joined his and she smiled, reassured.
"Okay, now that Haley is over her labor freak out." Charlene teased. "It happens to at least one person each class, Honey……. How about we finish up?"
Walking over to the table in the left corner of the class that was covered by hospital screen, she took a stack of diaper bags filled with everything a new parent could need from the box beside the table and started handing each mommy-to-be one.
"As first time parents, having a newborn can be a very disruptive an unsettling experience. We here at plan parenthood want to make your transition as easy as possible." She explained after handing out the last bag and returning to the table.
There, she rolled away the screen to reveal a long table with eleven of the cutest babies dressed in brightly colored Onesies sleepers resting comfortably in individual car seats. They looked so real. She put back the handle on one of the carriers and carefully removed the newborn sized doll, holding it as if it were a real child. "This is the Babylove 2400. They can do everything a real baby can including, cry, eat, sleep, poop, wet, gurgle and move. They have a monitoring chip that tells exactly how often and how well their needs are met." She raised the left arm showing the underarm. "There a three buttons, the pink one for when the mommy is caring for the baby for long periods of time, the blue for daddy and yellow when you're both spending taking care of Babylove here. Each daddy will come up and chose a child, Mr. Thomas you get two since your wife is having twins. Please try and chose a doll that stands out from the rest for you because studies show you treat them more like your own child. After everyone has selected one, you'll learn how to hold, feed, change and clean the dolls. You will name your baby and care for them until you return next week. Then we'll check your statistics and see just how ready you are to be parents." She watched a mixed of curiosity, fear and excitement show on her student faces before she placed the baby back in its carrier and clapped her hands enthusiastically. "Ladies please take a feeding station. Step up, gentlemen. Congratulations, you're about to become a daddy!"
There were only four babies left as Nathan stood in the same spot since he made it to the table when it was still full. His eyes directed to a peachy skinned baby in a yellow Onesies with big brown eyes, curly honey blond curls and rosy cheeks. Now, down to two Randy was about to choose it after finally getting off his cell since this portion of the class started.
"This one's mine." Nathan blocked him, picking up the carrier and heading for his wife.
"Charlene! Nathan took the last girl and he's having a boy!" He shouted hot on his trail.
By the time Ms. McDaniels reached the feuding men, Nathan had placed the carrier in his and Haley's feeding area and was pushing back the handle so the doll could be feed.
At first Charlene had been polite to the Scott's because of their relationship to the mayor, but now she was generally fond of them, so she tried her best to be rational. "Mr. Scott wouldn't you prefer a boy? The last one on the table has beautiful blue eyes like yours and dirty blond hair like your wife." She urged but shook his head adamantly as Haley looked on with curiosity.
"No thank you, I like this one. Besides, Randy doesn't even know the sex of his baby yet." He dared looking over his shoulder and the much bulkier football running back.
"But Mandy's mama said it's going to be a girl." He whined as his girlfriend frown at him. She knew it if he hadn't been on the phone they would have gotten the cute freckled face redhead that shared his features that turned into one of the Thomas twins. The last doll looked nothing like either of them!
"She looks just like you, Hales. That's why I chose her." Nathan said emotionally. "Can we call her Cam?" Nathan said hopefully, a full grown smile covering his face.
"Sure Babe. Cam's perfect." His wife wasn't about to argue and his gesture had already made her teary eyed. He hadn't been this insistent about anything since the accident. He wanted this and Haley wasn't going to deny him. Apparently Nathan Scott wanted a little girl for at least a week.
After learning the basics; feeding, changing, cleaning and burping, the now activated baby doll, Nathan and Haley were sent on their merry way with the rest of the students.
Although, Haley was pregnant, with her shorter stature it was still easier for her to get in the back seat of the Honda and install the carrier/car seat in place. Meanwhile, Nathan ran back to get his baseball cap, having left it on the snack counter.
He hurried through room trying not to disturb the current class. He grabbed the item and headed for the door before stopping dead in his tracks. No. Even she wouldn't do something that crazy.Slowly, he turned around.
Across the room was the one and only Brooke Davis in leggings and a maternity blouse similar to one Haley had in red. She was looking every bit the eight months pregnant Haley had just turned.
Behind her as coaches were the Three Stooges a.k.a. the Rivercourt Boys, Fergie, Skills and Mouth (how Charlene let Brooke get away with that, he'll never know). The boys all sat frozen like mannequins, not making eye contact with Nathan, like they would appear invisible if they remained still. While Brooke mouthed "Don't tell, Tutormom." His and Haley's his friends were just as psychos as his parents. Now, that's saying something!
Thank God he was going home to his gorgeous and sane wife and little Camilla.
Pamela