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Chapter 2: The Wait
Nathan laid in his bed in a pair of boxers. The windows were open letting in the cool night air. Lately it had been unbearably hot in the city. It always got like that during the Summer. But lucky for him he was leaving in the morning. He was going to stay at his Aunt's for a few days. She lived in the country on a large estate. It was one of those houses you could only dream about. The type that only existed in books and movies. He had gone there so many times as a kid. But he hadn't been there in awhile. His Aunt had been so excited when he'd asked to come and stay there for a few days. Of course she told him yes right away. He really did love his Aunt Karen, but he had other motives of course for why he wanted to go.
Haley was staying with her for the Summer. And this was his shot to finally meet her. Once he did he was convinced that she was going to fall head over heels for him. To some people that would come off as cocky or narcissistic. But he could help that girls liked him. Which they did. They had since they day he'd hit puberty. Hell, he lost his virginity at 14 to a girl who was a senior. He'd pretty much had his pick of any girls he wanted all through high school. His senior year was going to be no different, he knew that. But before the year started, he only wanted one girl. And tomorrow she was going to be right in reach. And he couldn't wait. There was something so great about a challenge. He could never turn one down. And now that Rachel had raised the stakes even more, there was no way that could say no.
Nathan rolled his eyes when he heard the loud moaning coming from the room across the hall. He wasn't even sure who was in there with her this time. He probably didn't want to know. Rachel was always bringing random losers from the country clubs she went to back home with her. They were just a trust fund in her eyes, they might as well have been nameless. She was one of the most shallow people he'd ever met. He was sure that no one could top her on that one. As long as she saw dollar signs when she looked at a guy then she would practically fall on her knees for them.
He got off his bed and walked across his large room to the other side where his stereo system was set up. He pressed a few buttons and turned the volume dial to the loudest setting. Soon loud music was blasting from the speakers drowning out any noise there might have been in the house. No doubt the people on the streets below could probably hear as well. But he really didn't give a damn. It wasn't his problem. He was sure that if his dad were home in no time he would be at his door slamming his fist against the wood telling him to turn it down. But also, if his dad and step mom were home, Rachel wouldn't be across the hall doing… whoever it was that she was doing.
On his way back to his bed he stopped at his desk. He saw the magazine that he'd shown Rachel earlier laying on the desktop. He grabbed it before continuing to walk towards his large bed. He collapsed back against the pillows and flipped through the pages of the magazine until he got to the large heading that read Why I Plan To Wait in light green print. His eyes swept down the page to the picture below. Haley James wore a form fitting yellow tank top showing some cleavage, but in his opinion, not enough. Her long golden blonde hair was curled and falling over her shoulders. Her smile was bright and big and her chocolate brown eyes seemed to sparkle. God she was hot. He couldn't help but stare at her picture for what seemed like forever.
Finally he began to re-read the article. He wasn't really surprised at the things he read. "Typical virgin shit," he mumbled to himself. It was full of things like Our virtue is a gift and we shouldn't waist it. And, Love is something worth waiting for. He rolled his eyes and flipped through the pages some more. There were more pictures of her. Some were of her cheering at her old school, some just of her. He looked at them for awhile before closing the magazine. He dropped it on the floor next to his bed and a few seconds later he watched his door swing open.
Rachel walked in and smirked at him. She made her way towards the stereo and turned it down. "Were we being too loud?" she asked and walked towards his bed. Nathan rolled his eyes. He was so not in the mood for her annoying voice right now. He chose to ignore her, trying to avoid a conversation with her at all costs. "What?" she asked, "you're not jealous or anything are you?" she asked and sat on the edge of his bed next to him.
"I don't get jealous," Nathan said, "about anything. And besides, what do I have to be jealous of?"
"Oh I don't know," she said, "because you hate it when you can't get what you want."
Nathan sat up and laughed a little. "You know Rach," he said, "you're actually right. I hate when I don't get what I want. But lucky for me… what I really want wasn't fucking some random loser across the hall." Rachel's face dropped as she listened to what he was saying. "What I want, is at my Aunt's house. So don't you worry about me."
Rachel scoffed. "Please," she said, "there's no way that Virgin Mary is letting you anywhere near her. I can guarantee that she'll see right through you the second she meets you. She'll never fall for you."
"Well I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree." He stood up and walked towards the door before opening it more and looking towards the hall. He turned back to where she was sitting on his bed. "Now I'm gonna have to ask you to get out of my room before I have to disinfect the place." He motioned out to the hall and waited for her to leave.
Rachel rolled her eyes and stood up before walking towards where he was standing. She rolled her eyes when she was next to him. "Fuck you," she said.
Nathan laughed, "don't worry… you'll get to."
She sent and fake smile towards him before walking out of the room. He shut the door and turned the lock before walking back to the stereo. He turned it up again, this time not as loud, before walking back towards his bed. On the way he shut the light off in his large room before collapsing back in bed. He could feel the exhaustion taking over his body and he couldn't wait for sleep to over take him. He'd never been more excited for the morning to come. He couldn't wait to get out of the city. To get away from Rachel until he was able to get what he wanted from her. Which he knew would happen soon. Right after he got Haley. She was the real prize.
Rachel walked through a long hallway. The walls were white and there was art hanging along the walls. She could hear the sounds of a cello being played from one of the rooms down the hall. She continued to walk down the naturally illuminated hallway before turning and walking into a large white room. There was a black piano occupying space in the corner near the window. Again there was art work on the walls. Most abstract that Rachel couldn't understand why people considered it art. Glass shelves lined the walls with little trinkets from other countries. Most of the stuff was expensive, sure, but it wasn't what Rachel would have wanted in her house.
She saw Bevin sitting on a bench with her back to her. It was clear that she didn't even realize that she was in the room. Rachel also noticed another person in the room. He was tall, black man that stood at around six feet. He wore just a simple pair of dark washed jeans with Adidas on his feet and white polo shirt. He watched Bevin play the large instrument in front of her. But she could see on his face that there were many things he wanted to help her with.
Bevin hit a wrong note and let out a loud frustrated sigh before tossing the bow on the ground next to her. The man laughed before picking it up and handing it back to her. Bevin rolled her eyes again. "I'm so tired of this," she said pushing her long blonde hair out of her face. "Plus I suck."
"Nah," he said, "it's hard. But trust me, you can do it if you actually practice. How much did you practice from the last time?" he asked.
Bevin smiled, "um, yeah…" she said, "well I was going to and I came in here to do it, but then-"
"Yeah, yeah," he said and laughed, "well you have to practice if you're ever going to get good at it."
"You mean like you?" she asked and smiled.
"Yeah, I guess like me."
He walked over to bench she was sitting on and took a seat behind her. He took both of her hands in his and began to help her play the notes that she was supposed to play. He moved her hands over the strings and moved the bow effortlessly. Bevin was amazed at how simple he made it seem. "You just have to let the music flow through you," he said, "you don't trust yourself. That's why you keep messing up. If you just let it happen naturally," he said and moved his hands away from hers so that she was playing it on her own, "then it's all you."
Rachel watched curiously from the door. They still hadn't noticed her presence in the room and she wondered if she was intruding on a personal moment. Not that she cared really. But it was very interesting to see the two of them together. Rachel wondered what Bevin's mom would think if she was the one to come into the room during this time.
"Wow," Bevin said after she finished playing. She turned her head to look at him and smiled. "I actually did it," she said. Some of her hair fell back into her eyes from behind her ear and he pushed it out of the way for her.
"You sounded great."
"Thanks Skills."
Rachel let out a cough and Bevin and Skills turned quickly to look at who was now in the room with them. "I'm sorry," Rachel said, "I didn't mean to interrupt. Bevin you played so well just then. You must be learning a lot."
Bevin stood up quickly and walked towards Rachel. "Rachel," she said, "this is Antwon. He's my cello instructor. He's been playing since he was 8 years old."
"Very impressive," Rachel said and stuck her hand out towards him. He smiled before shaking it.
"Thank you."
Bevin continued to look on at Skills with a smile on her face. Rachel could tell that she liked him. It was written all over her face. She wondered if Damien knew about that? Probably not. Rachel cleared her throat again and crossed her arms over her chest. "Bevin," she said getting the blonde girls attention again. "Are we still on for brunch? That's why I'm here."
Realization hit and Bevin nodded. "Right I totally forgot," she said, "but yeah let me just go grab my purse," she said and started walking towards the door. She turned around and smiled at Skills again. "I'll see you next week right?" she asked with the same smile still plastered to her face.
"Same time next week."
Bevin hurried out of the room and Rachel could hear her footsteps going down the hall. She turned and smiled at Skills before walking out of the door as well. Of all the things she expected with Bevin, she never expected that the moron would have a crush on her cello instructor.
Nathan pulled his car up in front of the large brick house and shut off the engine. The sun was shining down on him through the open top of the car. With the car off he could now her the sounds of birds the sprinklers in the grass. In the distance he heard the sound of a lawn mower. He opened the door and stepped out of the car before walking towards the front door of the large estate. When he reached it he didn't bother knocking before opening the door and walking inside. The house was light and open and he smiled as he saw the familiar surroundings. He loved being there. It was like an escape from all the chaos the city brought around.
He walked farther inside and dropped his bags by the main staircase that lead to the upstairs. He continued to walk around and he walked into the large living room. There was a crystal chandelier that hung from the ceiling and it sparkled even when it wasn't on. He saw pictures lining the mantel above the fireplace. He stopped when he noticed one that he always took time to look at. It was a picture of him with his aunt Karen and his mom when he was about 7 years old. He had a big smile on his face, his front two teeth missing. He smiled slightly when he looked at it and then shook his head before continuing through the large room. He walked up to hardwood steps and into the large black marble counter topped kitchen.
He saw a pitcher of iced tea on the counter filled to the brim. He continued to make his way through before walking toward the large glass doors that lead to the acres behind the house. When he opened the door he was met with the large patio. There were two stair ways from either side that lead down to the grass. He turned to the left and walked down the stairs. He saw his aunt sitting at the table next to her. Karen had shoulder length dark brown hair that was always naturally curly. She wore a smile on her face while she and the younger girl talked. She wore a white sweater with a pair of black pants. This look of her was always how Nathan pictured his aunt.
After taking in the appearance of Karen his eyes went to Haley. Her long blonde hair was slightly curled and pulled into a low side pony tail that laid over her left shoulder. She wore a long sleeve light purple shirt with a deep scoop neck. His eyes swept down her torso to her legs. She wore a pair of short denim shorts that showed of her tanned legs. She wore a simple pair of white Adidas on her feet. That was something Nathan liked. She didn't look dressy, but she looked amazing and it seemed so effortless. His eyes traveled back up her body and towards her face. Her lips were a dark pink and they looked glossy. He couldn't wait to kiss them. Her make up looked natural and like she hadn't spent hours paining on make up. He really liked that. God, she was so beautiful.
"Nathan!" Karen said when she saw him standing at the top of the stairs. She stood up and moved towards them. Nathan jogged down the stairs and over to his aunt. When he reached her she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "I'm so happy you're here! I was wondering when you would get here!"
Nathan hugged her back and lifted her slightly off the ground. "It's so good to see you," he said and then let go of her. "I would have been here earlier but traffic was bad coming out of the city."
Karen shook her hand and waved a hand in front of him. "It doesn't matter," she said and smiled. "You're here now." She moved so she was standing next to him and grabbed his arm. "Nathan, why don't you come meet Haley." They walked closer to the table and Nathan saw Haley stand up before turning to face him fully. "Haley this is my nephew Nathan. He's going to be staying with me for a little while this Summer. And he'll be going to school with you in the fall."
Haley smiled and stuck her hand out towards him. "It's nice to meet you. Karen's told me a lot about you."
Nathan's eyes looked up and down her body again and he couldn't help when they stopped at her chest. He moved his eyes back up to her face and he wanted to smirk when he saw the slight look of annoyance in her eyes. "It's really nice to meet you," he said shaking her hand. She smiled again and tried to take her hand back from his. He continued to hold her hand in his until he felt her tugging her hand away.
"I'll be back," Karen said, "I made iced tea and I forgot to bring it out. You two go ahead and sit down I'll be back in a few minutes." She walked towards the steps and Nathan went to the table they had been sitting at. He took a seat and waited for Haley to follow. He could tell that she was a little nervous being alone with him. But he liked that she was nervous.
When she did finally sit down she opened her mouth to say something to him but he cut her off. "I read your article," he said. Haley's eyebrows creased.
"You did?" she said, "that surprises me."
"And why is that?" he asked.
"I don't know. That seems like something you would have skipped over.'
"My sister showed it to me."
Haley nodded her head. She was still surprised that he bothered to read it. From what she knew about Nathan Scott, it didn't seem like his thing. Why would he waist his time reading something about staying a virgin when clearly that was the last thing he was. Of course she knew all about him. She knew every bad thing she needed to know about him. And now she was glad she did. If she hadn't, she might have been blinded by his good looks and his charm.
"But to be honest," he said, "I think it's bull shit."
Haley scoffed surprised at his comment. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned more towards the table and closer to him. "And why is that?"
"Well why would you judge something you've never tried. Who are you to say it's wrong when you've never even done it."
"I'm not saying sex is wrong," she said, "I just think that it's something you should do when you're in love. And people our age aren't mature enough to really understand love."
"How do you know?"
"We're too young."
"In your opinion."
"Yes in my opinion."
"So you've never been in love?" he asked. "What about that boyfriend of yours that you wrote about. What if he was in love with you? Would you have sex with him?"
"I would need to feel the same way back and I'm not in love with him. And he's not in love with me. We aren't that serious. And he would never try to pressure me into something that I'm not ready for. He's willing to wait as long as I need to."
"Bull shit."
"Why is that bull shit?"
Nathan smirked when she said that. She was the type of girl that he would never expect to cuss. It seemed like a foreign word coming from her mouth. "Whether you want to admit it or not, every guy wants to have sex. Every guy over the age of 13 that is. So even if he's not pressuring you, he wants it. He wants it bad. And I can't say that I blame him," he said, blatantly checking her out, "I mean look at you. You're obviously hot."
She scoffed again and leaned away from him so she was now resting her back against the chair. "Well then," she said, "based off what you said I wouldn't expect a guy to understand where I'm coming from anyways. Especially not one like you. I've been very well informed of you reputation."
It was now Nathan's turn to be confused. How would she even know anything about him? "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"Well I've just been told about how you promise girls everything to get them into bed with you."
"What? And where did you hear this?"
"Oh I couldn't tell you that," she said, "let's just say… a friend wrote me."
"A friend wrote you?"
"Mhmm," she said and nodded.
Nathan was a little pissed. Who did they think they were bad mouthing him to her. Fuck. This was probably going to set him back a few days. Now he had to make her think that he was the perfect guy. "Well what if I'm not like that?"
"Then good for you."
Nathan opened his mouth to continuing the conversation but he looked up and saw Karen walking back towards them. He smiled at his aunt again before looking at Haley. She was smiling at Karen too. "I hope you guys thought of something to talk about when I was gone."
"We sure did," Haley said and smiled as Karen handed her a glass or iced tea.
"That's great," she said and sat in the seat between them.
Nathan smiled and nodded at his aunt before staring towards Haley again. Part of him really felt bad for her. She really didn't know what she was missing out on with this whole no sex thing. But she wasn't going to have to worry about that much longer. Soon enough she was going to know just how great it was. And he for one couldn't wait to be the one to show her just how much she would love it. He was going to love it too.
Rachel sat on the couch flipping through stations on the TV. She was so damn bored without Nathan there. Even though they annoyed each other, the best part of him was that she loved to push his buttons. She groaned and turned off the TV before picking up her phone that sat next to her. She dialed his number and waited for him to answer. "Hello?" he said on the other end.
"How are things going?"
"Oh you know," Nathan said, "pretty great…"
"So nothing so far?"
"I just got here this morning. Don't you worry you'll have your chance at me."
"Oh yeah that's what I'm worried about…" she said and rolled her eyes. "Well I was just checking in on you. Making sure you're staying out of trouble and all."
"Oh yeah," Nathan said, "cuz that's what you're best at. Keeping me out of trouble and all."
"Sure is."
She heard the click of the other line and she knew he had hung up. She groaned and dropped her phone. She was a little insulted. Since when did he not have time for her? He always had time for her. He was really letting this new challenge get to his head. And she wasn't so sure she was ok with it. What if she just let him fuck her for the hell of it? Maybe then he would stop freaking out over this girl.
She didn't see what was so special about her anyway. She wasn't incredibly gorgeous in her opinion. She really couldn't see it. It had to be the virgin thing. Nathan liked virgins. That had to be it. But why this girl? Why was he so concerned with this girl? Shouldn't he have been more concerned with her?
Nathan sat down at the table and waited for Haley to walk in. Karen had told him that dinner was ready and he had hurried down. When he walked in Haley wasn't there. So he sat and he waited for her to come down. When she did he saw that she had changed. she was now wearing a red hooded sweat shirt and a pair of black leggings. Her hair had been taken out of the braid and it was now wavy and falling over her shoulders. Did this girl always have to look so good?
She sat down in the chair across the table from him. She could practically feel his eyes boring wholes into her. She prayed that her skin didn't turn light pink because of it. She was easily embarrassed and when she was, she blushed. She couldn't help it. And him staring was just making things worse. She wished that he could focus on something besides her. Part of her thought about just staring right back at him, but she knew she couldn't do that. That would just be too awkward. So instead she chose to avoid his eyes at all costs. She focused on the things that Karen was saying instead.
Nathan smirked when he watched her avoid his stares. He wanted her to feel nervous. He wanted her to blush. It was a huge turn on. He listened as she and his aunt talked about the things she liked to do. He actually listened. She loved music and she liked to play the piano and she wanted to be an English major. She was going to apply to places like Stanford, Yale, Columbia and Harvard. He remained mostly silent at dinner, choosing to learn more about her instead.
When dinner was over Karen said goodnight to both of them and told them she was going to read before bed. When she walked out of the room they remained at the table. Haley looked up and saw Nathan staring at her once again. "Why do you do that?" she asked.
"Do what?"
"Stare."
Nathan laughed. "Why? Does it make you nervous?"
"More like it's annoying," she said, "not to mention rude."
Nathan smirked, "trust me if I wanted to be rude I could be rude."
"I don't doubt that."
She stood up and walked away from the table, giving Nathan the chance to look at her ass while she walked. He stood up too and after he finished watching her he hurried to catch up with her. When he did she had already reached the stairs. He ran up beside her and walked up them with her. "Now you're being a little rude."
"Am I?" she said, "well oh well."
"Why is it that you don't like me?" he asked and she stopped walking and turned to face him.
"Well only knowing you for a few hours," she said, "I can already tell that you're full of yourself. You think you can get whatever you want whenever you want just because of your looks. You expect girls to fall at your feet and you don't know how to act when a girl doesn't fall for your shit."
"Wow, you're more than a little rude then. What gives you the right to say that about me? You don't know anything about me."
"Prove me wrong then," she said and shifted her weight to one leg. "Prove to me that I'm wrong about you and that you're really the best guy out there and I'll apologize and take back everything that I said." She stepped down a few steps until she was eye level with him. "But until then, keep your comments to yourself about my personal choices and opinions and stop checking me out when you think I'm not looking." She turned around and walked back up the stairs. She turned and looked over her shoulder towards him. "And stop staring at my ass."
Nathan couldn't help but smirk. She was a lot more than he expected. He would admit that he thought getting her to fall for him would be easier than it was actually going to be. But he could tell she was going to be worth it. Haley James was going to be amazing, he could tell. He could barely stop himself from following her up the stairs and just grabbing her and taking her right then. But he wouldn't do that, the wait was going to be worth it.