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Chapter 11 Bound To Happen
Well it's more than a shame that we lost to this game
All my walking, talking, sleeping, breathing -
nothing will ever be the same
2 years later. Yes I couldn't believe it either. The weeks went fast, the months passed and before I knew I was here. In the present, regretting my decisions in the past, but mostly regretting not running after her that day. I knew thing would be different.
But instead, I strutted down the hallway, with another one of my top lady getting attires, entering into my favourite downtown club with my back-up friends by my side with one thing on my mind for that night. Like every other night.
As I entered the blurry and defining, music blaring club, I searched the room for any possible prospects for this evenings prowl. Kevin, my much shorter and not as good looking buddy looked over at me when he saw me staring around the room, eyeing every girl in sight.
"Found your lady for the night yet." He smirked, he was a good friend, but he needed to find someone of his own.
"Searching." I grinned back at him as we all walked towards the bar, I haven't seen anyone interesting yet.
This was our normal Friday night. And by Saturday morning I'd wake up with yet another strange women in my bed.
Sure some days I got lonely, but it wasn't that bad.
I had a reputation to uphold. Ever since I started at Tree Hill University and met Mike, Kevin and Jason, I'd been known as the ladies man. The guy that got any girl he wanted, and that was no lie.
I finished university and started working for the city paper, The Citizen, by the time I was 22. I didn't go out much then because I had a busy schedule. But now that I had a secure position on the newspaper and more spare time, I had a new girl almost any week.
As I drank my beer back, my eyes wandered from girl to girl. I wiped my beard with a smirk as I connected eyes with a brunette girl on the dance floor. She winked at me. And I smirked back. I put my beer down, turning and facing the dance floor.
Mike looked over in her direction. "She's hot. She the girl for tonight?" he laughed, knowing that the next time he'd probably see her, she'd be all over me.
"I dunno maybe." I laughed as I made my way to the dance floor, knowing that in only a few hours, she'd be in my bed.
I laughed as the guys watched me dance with her. She was a cute girl, short, petite. She would be fine. But she reminded me of almost every other girl. They were all the same.
Good kissers I guess, but predictable in bed. They would scream your name but didn't really bring anything else to it. I thought of all the girls I had been with and only one girl was different. Unpredictable and an incredible kisser.
My body pressed against her, as she danced around me. Her friends grinning at me as I smirked in their direction, maybe next week I'd get with one of them.
My eyes reverted in the direction of my guys, already getting bored.
I saw Jason checking out some girl, while Kevin and Mike talked. But my eyes couldn't help but land on the girl that Jason was checking out. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and low cut teal shirt. Her hair was curly and my eyes couldn't leave her.
Without even saying a word, I left the girl and walked towards Jason. Jason saw me coming and rolled his tiny eyes.
"Good taste man." I smirked at him before making my way to her, he knew he had no chance with her.
"Hey babe, can I get you a drink?" I said with a raspy voice sitting down beside her.
She looked in my direction and my heart stopped.
Her eyes widened.
"Peyton." I blustered. I couldn't believe it was her. She looked incredible, like a real women. Her hair was longer and a bit dark and so were her eyes. Her being there only reminded me of how much I loved her.
"Oh my god." She laughed. "How are you?" she squealed as she leaned in and hugged me, her arms wrapping tight around my neck.
"You mean besides embarrassed for using that awful pick up line on you." I laughed to myself, I was completely embarrassed. But the feeling of her being in my arms again was all that I could process.
"It was pretty awful." I laughed as his hairy chin rubbed against my shoulder tickling me.
We pulled out of our hug awkwardly both trying to go in the same direction and almost bumping heads. We sat in silence before he ordered me a drink. But I just stared at him. He looked different. He had aged well, but there was still something about him that would never change. He was the same, which made it even harder to look at him.
When the bartender brought us our drinks, I quickly took a sip, almost urgently, trying to get so many thoughts out of my mind.
He grinned.
"What?" I asked looking embarrassed, as I placed my drink down.
"No. It's just you're 18 now." He stated sounding stupid and a bit weird.
I wasn't sure how to react. I just laughed at him as I took another sip, the tension between both of us could not be denied. So I thought maybe if I felt a bit drunk, that feeling would go away.
"So what are you doing here?" He asked with a smile that hadn't left his face, as I drank back my beer and a couple of shots.
"I came here for a night out, I've been really busy lately with my classes and stuff." I smiled at him as I took a sip of my new beer.
"Slow down." He whispered as I drank down the rest of the beer.
"Graduating soon?" He asked quickly after I gave him a dirty look.
"Yes, in a couple of days actually." I smiled, looking over at the dance floor.
"That's great. So do you still live in that lonely old house?" He said sincerely as he took a big gulp of his beer trying to keep up with me.
"Uh.. No." I laughed. "Got my own place, closer to the city."
"Your own place? You don't live with your dad?" he looked confused, and I knew there was a lot he didn't know.
"Yeah." I smiled at him. He still looked confused, but I wasn't ready to tell him yet. Not at all ready yet.
"What about you?" I asked, trying to change the subject, taking a another beer in my hand.
"I came here with some friends." He said pointing in there direction.
"I come here a lot. I live just down the street. I work for the Citizen now." He grinned as I felt his eyes survey my body. Boy, could he be more obvious, but he usually didn't notice that I could see every time he checked me out.
"That's so great for you." I smiled looking away for a moment, feeling his drunken eyes still on me.
"Looks like things turned out great for the both of us." He smirked, realizing what he was doing and stopped, before taking back a few shots.
"Yeah." I tried to smile, but I was still unable to believe that I was actually here with him.
A moment of silence came upon us, we both awkwardly drank our beer both having the same thoughts running through our heads, but knowing they were so wrong.
" Sooo..You wanna dance?" He asked with a devilish smirk, raising that eyebrow of his that made me weak in the knees.
"Sure." I answered immediately as he grabbed my hand and pulled me away.
Our bodies went together so perfectly, making evening harder being here with her. She swayed against me as I rubbed my hand subconsciously over her neck. I missed her so much and I couldn't fight the urge my body was giving me with every touch. As we continued to dance it began to get intense when my hands grazed her breasts and I felt her jolt. My hand fell to her hip, as her hands grazed my butt. I pulled away knowing that I couldn't continue without wanting to take her home and I wasn't sure if that would be the smartest thing to do.
"You wanna get out of here and get a coffee or something?" I leaned in and whispered in her ear. My beard rubbing against her skin giving her goose bumps.
"Yeah." she whispered with smile that gave me chills and she moved away from me.
"I'll be right back." I said walking away, knowing her eyes were following me the whole way.
I walked up to Kevin, "Hey man, I'm gonna take off." I couldn't help to say with the same smirk I had every time I left this club.
"Oh, leaving with that girl eh." Jason winked.
"You're totally getting some." Mike smirked when he looked over Peyton who was staring at me with a seductive grin. She was finishing down another beer, which only made her smirk grow bigger.
"Something like that." I smiled at her as I shook their hands and left.
I walked out of the Club with Peyton by my side, my hand went to grab hers, but I hesitated and decided not to. When headed down the street for about a minute not saying a word to each other. I would often look in her direction and we'd smile. She was now holding onto me, with her arm wrapped through mine, not being able to walk straight. She was drunk, a lot worst than me. I couldn't help but chuckle when she tripped on her heels and almost fell right on her face. She quickly tried to regain her balance.
"Sorry. This is embarrassing." She stuttered out.
"You don't embarrass me Peyton." I helped her walk, knowing that the many drinks she had were keeping her from seeing clearly and most likely thinking clearly.
A smiled started on her face.
We walked all around the city, not actually stopping for a coffee. Too busy with each other to care. We talked about almost anything we could think of. But nothing about the last time we saw each other or anything too personal.
We walked and walked, well I walked, she waddled and we ended up in front of my apartment.
"You wanna come up?" I shrugged my shoulders, I was hoping she would say yes.
"Uh," Her eyes were staring at her feet. "Sure." she took a moment to respond, but when she said yes, I knew she wanted to all along.
We headed up to my apartment not saying a word.
"Well, I'll get you that coffee I promised." I said as we entered my new apartment. I had finally raised enough money to get my own apartment, instead of living with Kevin who snored like crazy.
"This place is great." She smiled as she made herself comfortable on my couch, placing her jacket on the table, I could tell she was not feeling as dizzy as before as she could now walk in a straight line.
"Thanks, It's a work in progress." I laughed as I got out the coffee cups.
She smiled back at me as I made the coffee.
Once it was done, I brought her cup over, sitting beside her. She grabbed the cup and our hands touched and for some reason it was so uncomfortable. There was an awkward silence between both of us and I said the first thing that came to mind.
"So how are things with you and Haley? I haven't talked her much, since.. Yeah." I slipped, trying to make the intensity go away, but completely making it worse, when thoughts of Haley catching us together crossed my mind.
"Me too." She said sadly, but I knew was thinking of that day in the hot tub too.
I finally realized what she had said.
"Really?" I asked really surprised. I knew there was a long story behind it, but I didn't think it would be right to ask, at least not yet.
"Yeah, the last time we talked didn't end well. I'm surprised she didn't call you after it." Peyton said as I saw a bit of relief, as she spoke. I was confused.
"Why?" I asked, I knew there was something she wasn't telling me.
"It doesn't matter." She stated taking a sip of her coffee. I wasn't going to stir anything up. Yet.
Another silence came upon us as we both stared out the window, I was wanting desperately to know the reason why, but wanting something else soo much more desperately.
She turned and faced me with a smile, about to say something, but i beat her to the punch.
"I want to kiss you right now." I looked at her, not regretting my drunken words.
"Then do it." she said softly as her smile grew. My heart was beating fast.
I slowly leaned forward, nervous as hell. As I watched her eyes close. My insides freaking out, that this was actually happening. My lips slowly captured hers as I leaned forward placing my hand on her lap. Her hand ran through my hair so quickly that I knew this was all the alcohol's doing, but I couldn't care less as mine rubbed up and down her lap. She pulled herself on top of me as the moment became more intense, I could taste the alcohol in her breath. But our bodies were acting before our minds could even think.
I wanted her so much and I felt that she wanted me too and that's all that really matter at that moment.
My hand made it's way up her shirt. as we pulled away from our kiss as her eyes starred passionately at me. She smirked as she immediately removed her top, my breath stopping as I surveyed her body still not believing that this was actually happening. As I looked over her body, I noticed it was different, but it a good way, a grin grew upon my breathless face.
I watched as she smiled at my reaction. I flipped her over quickly, a noise escaping her mouth and her eyes squinting. I was now on top and quickly pulled off my shirt revealing my firm chest. She looked me up and down and stopped. That's when I knew she had seen it.
"What is this?" She laughed gesturing to my nipple ring, I knew it was something she was going to notice the first time I had seen her in the club this evening, it was all I could think about. What would she think of it?
"A nipple ring." I answered in a sort of 'duh' tone.
She rolled her eyes at me. I laughed. She leaned forward her lips clasping my nipple as her tongue played with the ring. My eyes rolling back as I grabbed a pillow trying to release my tension. She stopped and sat back up once my nipple was hard. She looked deep into my eyes.
"I like it." she licked her lips giggling as I smirked, she was drunk, but so was I so I didn't care.
I reached for the clasp on her bra. It was removed and I looked at her noticing that most of her scars were all healed. A feeling of relief which was held inside me for years was released. I pulled her in, my tongue licking her mouth as I thrusted forward, getting as close to her as I could, still feeling the numbness of alcohol throughout my so-wanting to feel body.
My hands played with her belt trying to get it off, my eyes tricking me as I tried to focus on her belt. She laughed after a minute. She had always been the impatient one, not me.
"Here."she spoke as she helped me remove it. She removed it quickly as my face feel to her stomach, kissing it softly.
I felt her figet and I looked up she was looking down at me and I saw her eyes begin to water a bit. I knew a million things were running through that beautiful head.
I went to kiss her, but she stopped and I knew exactly what was happening.
"I gotta go." She stood up quickly putting on her bra and shirt as I just sat there, breathing heavy and trying to think of anything to say to make her stay.
"Peyton. Don't" was all I could say.
She grabbed a pen and paper that was on the table and wrote down something.
"Give me a call tomorrow." was the last words she said before she left.
I sat on couch for the next hour overwhelmed by the events of the night. Had I actually just been with Peyton, or had I imagined it. Almost every hour that night I had to go to the kitchen table just to see the paper with her number on it, just to make sure it hadn't all been in my head.
I couldn't sleep the whole night. I couldn't get her out of my mind. I didn't understand. We could finally be together for real this time and she just blew me off, I needed to see her.
I looked up her name in the phone book and got her address. I was going to surprise her, I had to be with her.
I picked up some flowers on my way, I knew I was a cheese ball, but I wanted so much to impress her. She came back into my life so quickly and I was in love again. I couldn't believe that only 8 hours ago I was alone and bitter, sleeping with randoms, and now. I was in love, again.
I knocked on her door with a big smile on my face that wouldn't go away.. I was going to make sure this time was different. This time it would work. I was sure of it.
I knocked again as no one would answer the door.
After about a minute or two the smile on my face was gone. I assumed she wasn't home.
I turned around to leave before I waited another while.
That's when I heard the door open.
"Can I help you?" A deep voice said to me, I knew it wasn't Peyton.
I turned and faced the mysterious person, my breath catching in my throat. His dark figure standing a bit taller than me, his bright blue eyes staring back at me.
"Nathan." I almost screamed.
And we stood there, almost like in a movie, right before the two mortal enemies attacked, The silence.
But the silence was interrupted.
"Lucas." Peyton's soft presence almost made everything okay again, until I noticed that she wasn't in her normal clothing, she had a long t-shirt on, which I quickly noticed was Nathan's. The shirt he was lacking.
A million thoughts crossed my mind.
The silence was worse than an noise I had heard before. Heart-wrecking and mind-boggling silence.
And this is so difficult for the both of us
I know we tried so hard, there's just no hope for us