(Back to present. This chapter is named after a Keane song. I know it's really short and I apologize for that.)
Present
Haley quickly stood up, averting the kiss. "Why don't you go kiss your fiancee Nate?" Nathan stood up and rolled his eyes. "What did you think was going to happen? I'm happily married." She crossed her arms and stared into his eyes, with fear.
"Haley, she's not..."
"She' not what, Nathan? Here?" She said exiting the bedroom.
"You." He whispered before collasping back onto the bed.
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"Peyton, can we talk?" Jake asked walking up behind her. "Who's the father? Your ex-boyfriend Tim? Your ex-boyfriend Nathan? Oh god, it can't be Lucas, can it?" He asked showing concern.
"Why do you care so much, Jake?" She spat at him.
"Because if one of them is the father, then that means...I'm not." He admitted. "Plus, if it's Nathan, then I don't know, maybe Haley could actually be mine."
"Problems with that again?"
"Last night, in her sleep, she professed her love for him." He watched her rub her belly and he walked over to sit next to her. "May I?" He waited for her to nod, once she did, he reached his hand on her belly and felt the baby kick. "That's beautiful Peyton. It's a girl. I know it."
"Yeah it's my girl. Mine and Tim's." She watched his face go from scared to relieved, to worried. "Why the hell would you think it was Nathan's? We haven't dated since forever."
"The same reason I would think it was mine."
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"Brooke?"
"Yeah, Haley?"
"I'm scared."
"I know baby." Brooke said taking Haley in her arms and rocking her.