"So I was maybe thinking of planning a trip to the beach, maybe spend the day there and have like a bonfire. Oh and also we should bring Donny's boat, how much fun would that be?"

I wasn't really listening to what Brooke was saying, the color red on my toe nails were holding my attention. At least that's what I tried to make it look like, there were other things on my mind.

"Tutor-girl? Hello! Haley!" I snapped up, to see her staring at me a little angry and annoyed.

"What?"

She scoffed silently, "have you heard a word I've said?"

I completely ignored her, "have you talked to Peyton recently?"

Her eyes grew in disbelief, and I knew that my question was a mistake. "What the hell Haley? What's going on? You've been acting really weird the past week, what happened?"

I ducked my head and sighed in shame. I had tried so hard to act all cheery and friendly to everyone at school, but it was all forced. I know I fooled Conner with my fake attitude. I thought that I had fooled Brooke and Peyton, but apparently not.

"Haley," she said in a worried voice. I heard her get up from the chair and move somewhere else. I looked up to see her get down on her knees in front of me, her hands on my knees in a comforting way. "What's going on?"

That's when the tears started coming, and I tried really hard not to let them fall. "It's nothing," my voice cracking, letting Brooke know that I was indeed crying.

"Haley James you tell me what's wrong right now, or I will tickle it out of you."

I laughed, "just..." I tried to find the right words. "if I tell you something promise me you won't freak out?"

She nodded immediately, "Haley you can tell me anything."

"Last saturday, when I went out with Conner." I waited her her to remember, "some things happened and we... well we sort of..." I composed myself, "we slept together," I whispered.

For the second time in five minutes, her eyes were wide. Actually, this time they were bulging out of their sockets. "I told you not to freak out!" I reminder her.

It was complete silence, for how long I don't know. Brooke stood up eventually, and turned her back towards me. I eyed her curiously, it looked like she was trying to find the right words to say.

Finally she turned around, "what happened?" She breathed out.

"No! Sawyer has to get off the island, how can he not?" I asked Conner. He took me to 'our' restaurant Kingsley's Kings. It was a burger place, easy, simple, and great food. We were currently talking about the up-coming episodes of 'our' show LOST.

"No they already have the Oceanic Six, how could he possibly get off the island? Personally, I think he's going to die."

I gasped, "don't say that! He's my favorite character!"

"But what does he bring to the story? Nothing, that's what!"

I glared at him, "you're wrong, he's going to find out something huge! And then the freighter people are going to threaten him if he tells anyone!"

Conner shook his head and laughed, "whatever you say babe."

I laughed as the waiter came by with our desserts. "Thank-you," I said to him.

Conner and I ordered a chocolate cheesecake to share, it was our favorite here. I had completely forgotten about Peyton and Elizabeth while I was here, something about Conner made me forget my problems. However Conner couldn't keep everything away as I saw Elizabeth and her 'sex buddy' of the week come stumbling in. Is she drunk?

"Hey waiter! Gives me some couple beers." She yelled/slurred to the bartender before grabbing 'sex buddy' and walking over to the bar.

I could only stare in horror, along with all the other people in the building. Tree Hill is a small town, everyone knows who Elizabeth James is, and everyone knows I'm her daughter. I could already feel their eyes on me.

"Haley," I turned to the soft voice across from me. Tears were welling up in my eyes, and Conner put a hand on top of mine. "Do you want to get out of here?"

I nodded vigorously. We stood up, Conner laid a two twenty's on the table, and we were out of there. Elizabeth's loud, drunken voice behind us saying something about butterflies.

Conner opened the door for me and soon we were off, heading towards home. We arrived at my house twenty minutes later, but neither of us made a move to get out of the car.

I could feel Conner's worried gaze on me, "I'm fine."

"No you're not, talk to me."

I sniffed, "there's nothing to talk about. My mother made a complete fool of herself once again, I witnessed it, and now I'm going to be the talk of the town once again."

"No you're not! Everyone knows who your mother is Haley, they don't judge you by her actions."

My head spun towards him, "and you think that's a good thing Conner? You think everything is okay for me because I'm not my mother?" I was screaming at him now. "I hate the fact that the women in this town look at me with pity in their eyes, the fact that I have a whore for a mother! I was just humiliated in there by her state! You don't think that affects me? It does Conner!"

I felt immediately guilty that I had put my anger on him once I saw his face. He was staring down at the steering wheel in shame. "I'm sorry... I just thought..."

"Shh," he looked up at me, "I'm sorry. That wasn't fair, you... you were just being ...god I hate my mother!"

I saw him smile a little, "do you want to go inside."

I smiled at his change of subject, "please."

"So what happened after that?" Brooke asked.

I shrugged, "we watched TV for a little while, went upstairs, he talked to me a little more about what happened and I guess I just lost it. I realized that Conner has always been there for me, through a lot of crap that has happened in my life. And I knew what I wanted..." I trailed off.

There was silence once again, why was Brooke being so quite? You think she would be jumping off the walls right now?

"I guess I just have one question." She waited for me to nod before continuing, "you said that you weren't going to have sex with him until you knew for sure that you loved him?" I nodded once again. "And just last week you told me that you were in love with Conner, so I guess my question is why do you seem so sad about it if you love him?"

That stunned me. I was thinking that maybe Brooke would be way to excited to see past my sort of sourness towards the subject, but I learned a long time ago: never underestimate Brooke Davis.

"So if you love him, why am I getting the feeling that you regret sleeping with Conner?"

I shook my head, "why would you think that?"

"Because Haley, you're crying right now! Was it really bad or did you really not want it?"

I wiped the tears, that I hadn't known were falling, away. I was about to tell her something I would probably regret later on. I was tired of lying, I was tired of it all.

"What if I told you there was someone else?"

It took her awhile to process the information, "someone else? Like another guy?" I nodded soundlessly, "who?"

I shook my head again, "it's not important."

"The hell it isn't!" Brooke was standing up now, mad. "Who is it Haley? How long has it been going on? Have you slept with him?"

I was standing up now too, face to face with her. "Will you please lower your voice? It's been going on for a couple of months," I put a finger up when I saw she was about to yell more, "and yes I have slept with him."

Brooke looked like she was about to pass out, "oh. my. god."

I watched her carefully, ready to close her mouth when she starts her screaming rant. She looked up at me a few seconds later, "you still haven't told me who."

"Like I said it's not important, him and I...were done."

"Haley the fact that you are crying because you had sex with your boyfriend of two years, kinda tells me that this 'other boy' is not, not important. Because if you have had sex with him, you sure haven't cried about that in the past few months."

Damn it, why did Brooke have to be on top of her game today? I sighed, and sat down next to her on the bed.

"Nathan Scott," I barely said over a whisper.

But Brooke still heard, "are you out of your mind!?"

"Shut up!" I said hitting her arm.

Brooke jumped up and faced me, "what the hell were you thinking? Nathan Scott? Bad boy, total outsider, hates Conner, that Nathan?"

"Do you know any other?"

Her eyes narrowed, "don't get smart with me. How the hell did this happen?"

"It just did okay! Look it doesn't matter anymore though! Were done, we broke things off!"

"Haley! You've been sleeping with a guy you barely know, but you won't sleep with the boy you love?" I was silent and she picked up on that. "Do you even love Conner?"

I snapped my head, "of course I do."

"I mean love, Haley. Do you love him?"

I was on a roll with the honesty thing, why stop now. "No."

Brooke was in shock now. She put her head in her hands, like she was trying to think of something.

"Be completely honest with me Haley. You owe that to your best friend who you have been lying to!" I nodded, "are you in love with Nathan?"

I closed my eyes. I had always tried to avoid this question with myself.

Brooke's voice made me open my eyes, "when you dream at night, do you see Nathan?" I nodded, "when somebody says something, does that sometimes remind you of Nathan?" I nodded again, "would you rather be with Nathan than Conner?"

We stared at one another, I felt like she already knew the answer though. "Yes," I said quietly.

She sighed, "god I was hoping you would say no." She ran her hands through her hair, "what's so great about him?"

"What are you going to interrogate me now?"

"No Haley! I'm asking you questions because I don't have a clue what the hell has been going on for the past couple of months! My best friend has left me in the dark for who knows how long, and now I just want some answers!"

"I just gave you answers Brooke, I love him! Okay? I can't stop thinking about him, he makes me feel alive, he listens to me, he can talk about stuff other than basketball, he's smart, mysterious, gorgeous and the way he looks at me. I can't even describe it!" I paused for a second, "is that want you wanted to know? Did those answers satisfy you?"

Brooke looked furious, "you know what Haley. I am trying so hard not to go all bitchy on you, but you know what? I'm done trying. You Haley James are the biggest slut ever! How could you do this to Conner? The guy is completely in love with you and what do you do? You go off and fall in love with someone else! But of course not before sleeping with him where as you wouldn't sleep with Conner. Oh wait that's because you don't love him even though you told him you do!"

We stared at one another, anger passing through us. "Get out!"

"Fine with me," she turned on her heel and left.

I stood there motionless, my heart beating at a mile a second. Is it common to want to punch something or throw something at the wall when you're angry? Because I have the urge to go and just hit something really hard.

"Haley?" What perfect timing Elizabeth.

"What do you want?" My anger still in my voice.

"I heard yelling, and saw Brooke storm out of here? Is everything okay?"

I walked up to her, balling my fist in my hand. I can't hit, I can't be like her. "Why the hell do you care? You never liked her."

"That's not true Haley. I like all of your friends, you know how much I like Jake and Lucas." She said in a sweet, innocent voice like she has never made a play for either of them. But of course we both know she has.

"Yeah because you want to screw them, like every other guy that's my age."

"Watch your mouth," she said holding a finger to me.

"Or what? You gonna ground me? Take away my cell phone? News flash Elizabeth, the good mom boat sailed away about eighteen years ago!"

"You better watch it young lady."

I laughed at her patheticness, "calm down." I rolled my eyes and turned to get my purse, "I'm going out."

"When will you be back?"

I pretended to think about it, "oh about half past never!" I didn't wait for her response, I was out the door in a flash. I am having a really bad day so far.

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I need a Twix. No! A milky-way! Oh! A Dove Chocolate bar! Man, I don't like being angry. Because other than wanting to punch someone, I am having a huge candy crave. Which is also bad. I had been driving around aimlessly for about thirty minutes until I saw a grocery store.

It was small, cute, and just what I needed. I'm currently standing in the candy aisle, trying to figure out what to get.

"I'd go for snickers," a deep husky voice said in a whisper from behind me. I smiled faintly, and immediately leaned back a little.

"Yeah?"

His arm reached forward, grabbing one. "Defiantly, I hear it helps all moods. Sad, depressed, confused, and even mad." The last part a whisper in my ear.

I turned around to face him, taking the candy bar. "What are you doing here?"

"I saw your car."

I waited for him to elaborate, but he didn't which made me giddy inside. If he meant what I think he meant, then the only reason he came in was to see me. My heart did a jump.

"Oh, okay." Smooth Haley!

"So why are you mad this time?"

"Numerous reasons," I told him.

He smiled, his white teeth showing. "And those reasons are?" I shrugged. "You don't want to talk about it?" I shook my head. "Okay, how about I help you get your anger out?"

I looked at him questioningly, "and how are you going to do that?"

His smile just got even wider, making my knees go weak.

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"Nathan, where are we?" I asked for the billionth time since we left the store. He held his hands over my eyes, which I did not mind, and told me he was taking me to a surprise.

"Were almost there."

"Can I have a little hint?"

His deep laugh rang through my ears, "no."

"Nathan, I hate surprises!"

I felt his hot breath on the side of my cheek, "I know."

A couple of silent seconds later, Nathan lifted his hands off of my eyes. Disappointment ran through me, "you took me to the river court?"

"What, you're not happy?"

"The river court? Come on now!"

He threw his head back and laughed, "I though you'd like it."

I made a pout, "I thought you were taking me to some exotic place, like Cabo or Fiji."

"And you thought that we could walk there?"

"No," I said in a 'duh' voice. "You'd take me to the ocean then fly us there."

He smiled again, "you have some imagination Haley James."

"It's known to get me in trouble sometimes," I said in a sexy voice.

"I bet it has," he said, his mind wondering.

"So," he came back to reality, "why did you bring me here?"

He smiled, "put your fists up."

I did what I was told, confusion on my face. "What are you doing?"

He put up his hands, palms facing me. "You can't hold your anger in Haley, you have to let it out somehow. When I get angry, I go to the local gym and just punch my anger out. I can be there for hours, my knuckles get bruised but at least I'm not killing someone. Just the bag."

I stared at him. So that explains his bruised knuckles.

"Do I have a stalker on my hands?" I looked up from the railing to see Nathan standing next to me, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Maybe I'm not the one stalking?" For some reason, when I'm around him I feel self-conscious. I feel like I need to run to a mirror, to make sure I look decent.

"What can I say, I just can't stop thinking about you." He was leaning against the railing now, our heads both turned towards one another.

"Usually people can't," I teased.

He laughed, and I knew at that moment I wanted to hear him laugh all the time. "You, Haley James, are just irresistible."

I smirked at him, a smile growing on his face. "So having fun yet?"

"Watching people making a fool out of themselves, having sex, or trying to fit in? How can I not be having fun?"

I laughed, "so you share the same feelings for parties with me?"

"And what are those exactly?"

I looked down at the mass of people. Some dancing, some drinking, or getting high. "People are stupid. Girls, boys. All they want is attention, they thrive on it. I mean, why can't girls just wear jeans and a t-shirt?"

"Because no guy would ever want her," Nathan answered.

"Exactly. Boys are stupid because all they want is sex. And the only way most of them will have sex is if they have it with a totally hot girl. And girls think that they only way for them to look hot is in a skimpy halter, and skirt that doesn't cover her ass."

Nathan was looking at me with amusement. Great, he probably thinks I'm some stuck up rich kid now.

"And what about you?"

"What about me?"

"Where do you fit in?"

I looked at him with surprise, I was about to answer him when someone called out his name.

He straightened back up, his hand now on the banister. I looked down at it and noticed how blue and black it looked. What happened? Did he hurt himself? He stopped talking to his friend and turned back to me. My worry taking over me, I reached out and ran my fingers over his knuckles. I could feel his questioning eyes on me.

"What happened?"

"Just... my anger getting to me."

I looked up at him, his blue eyes on mine. My breath caught in my throat.

"So what do you want me to do?" Still not understanding why our hands were up.

"Hit me." He simply stated.

"Excuse me?"

He laughed, "hit me as hard as possible."

"Why?"

He looked annoyed now, "just do it Hales."

So I did it. I punched him in the hand, which sadly only hurt my hand. He looked at me, his eyebrows raised.

"That's it? That's all you got?"

"This was your stupid idea!"

"You hit like a chick!"

I rolled my eyes, "gee I wonder why."

"Whatever, do it again."

"Nathan," I whined.

"I can keep you out here all night James."

I sighed, and the hit him again. I tried to put a lot more force into it, which just caused my hand to hurt more.

"That was better, now do it with the other hand."

So I did. He told me again. I did. Eventually he didn't have to tell me again, I just started switching hands. They were starting to become numb, so I hit harder and harder. God this felt good! Nathan was right, letting your anger out was much better than keeping it bottled up.

"All right that's enough. Damn James, if I had known you'd be that angry I wouldn't have suggested this."

I smiled as I rubbed my hands, trying to sooth the pain. "Thank-you."

"You're welcome," he took a step forward.

"I actually feel better now, so I should probably head home."

"But you don't want to," he was getting extremely close.

"No, I guess I don't. But I should."

He nodded, "yeah you should."

"Then I'll see you later," I turned around but his hand wrapped around my waist and turned me back around.

"You're not going anywhere," his face was inches from mine.

"Nathan," I breathed out.

"Just say it."

"I can't."

"Yes, you can."

"What about Rachel?" I noticed that his arm was still wrapped around my waist.

"I broke up with her."

"Why?"

"I guess red-heads aren't really my thing, I prefer blondes with the name Haley."

Oh my! "Nathan?"

"Yeah?" He said as he started rubbing his thumb over the skin underneath my shirt.

"Kiss me?"

His lips were on mine before I could even think, and I lost all self control. I stepped even more into him, and he lifted me off the ground, my legs kicking up. My arms were securely around his neck, and his arms around my waist holding me up.

His tongue ran over my lip, begging for entrance. I parted them and our tongues were dueling. We were making up for lost time, and I wondered how long that would take. I was losing it. The smell of him drove me crazy, I ran my hand through his hair.

It was then I knew what I had to do. I had to make a choice once and for all: Conner or Nathan?

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Thought I would make up for last chapter! Hope you liked it. So I have to say, this story is coming to an end soon. How soon I don't know, but it will be ending in less than ten chapters more than six though!

Oh and OTH on Monday was so good! Anybody else really happy that our Naley is back? I know I was!

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