"Nathan, look at me," Haley said, tilting his head towards her.

His blue eyes gazed into her brown ones.

"Please tell me why you were so sweet to me at first and why you are such an ass now."

"I….I guess I'm just not used to the fact that we are …. Who we are right now….and the fact that there is a 'we'" he stumbled on his words.

"Since you're not used to 'us' being who we are right now, then let's just drop the subject of 'us'," She walked away from him.

He ran to catch up with her and put his arms around her waist, hugging her from behind.

"I'm sorry, Haley, but it always seem like you are too good for me and I screw up a lot, okay? I'm not like you…" he paused for a while, waiting for her to say something.

"Nathan," she started but he interrupted her, even thought he wanted her to say something.

"Around you, I just don't want to be that guy anymore," he said.

"Then who do you want to be?" she asked.

"Someone's who good enough to be seen with you," he answered.

She turned around and kissed him softly.

"You are," she said.

"I am?" he asked.

"Of course," she replied.

He smiled at her and held her hand, "Come on, let me go get changed so I can give you a ride."

"Okay," she smiled back at him.

She waited downstairs for him, and she had nothing to do so she just starting cleaning up the mess Lucas, Brooke and her left at breakfast.

He came back down in a light blue polo and cargo short with tennis shoes. (The outfit her wore for the Fantasy Boy Draft date.)

"Aww Nate, you look hot," she told him.

"Thanks, babe," he gave her a smile. "Come on, we better hurry to your house."

"Okay"

Haley was upstairs change while Nathan settled on the couch and watched the NBA game.

She came back downstairs half an hour later and he did nothing but stare at her.

She smiled at him.

"Whoa…..you look ….b-….beautiful," he managed to stutter out.

She giggled, "I heard that yesterday, but thanks, Nate."

She kissed him on the cheek.

She was wearing a light blue wife beater/tunic, a half jacket over it and a mini-skirt with blue and white wedges to top it all off.

She held his hand, "Let's go before Brooke kills us for being late."

"Sure thing, babe." He answered.

THE MALL:

They were walking towards the food court, holding hands. Many guys were staring at Haley. Nathan didn't like the idea of guys checking out his 'girl', so he gave them all glares and put a protective arm around her waist. Haley smiled at his reaction. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "Relax."

He smiled at her as they were approaching their friends. Brooke and Peyton smiled at them. Brooke had filled Peyton in on what happened.

"Someone's happy," Brooke said, in a sing-song voice.

Haley blushed, "Of course I'm happy."

Nathan smiled at what she said.

Brooke hooked her arms onto Peyton's and Haley's, pulling Haley away from Nathan.

Nathan protested, "Aww, Brooke!"

Haley kissed him softly on the lips, "No complaining, Nathan,"

"Fine" he pouted.

The gang laughed at them. Brooke dragged the girls to Victoria's Secret. The guys looked embarrassed but followed them anyways.