Okay so I was extremely bored and lucky for you guys I decided to write another chapter, lol. Enjoy!

P.S. - I was just reading over chapter 6 and I apologize for the spelling errors, I am trying to get better with that so bear with me. I tend to not read over my chapters. Bad habit I am trying to break…

Disclaimer: I don't own it

Chapter 7

"Okay I so don't want to be here right now." Nathan sat down in the empty chair next to me. We were currently in our English Literary class; one of the two classes we share together. Things have been going good for me and Nathan so far. It's been a week since our run in at the park and our agreement to become friends. Since then we had hung out a couple of times and have gotten to know each other and I have to admit, Nathan's a pretty cool guy.

"Well you're just going to have to suck it up Scott." I said teasingly. Even though we are friends now our playful banter has stayed in tact, which isn't such a bad thing, I actually have come to enjoy it.

He looked over at me and smirked. We were the first people to arrive for the class. Everyone else was just starting to trickle in. Nathan and I were just having a casual conversation, discussing our weekend plans and such. I did notice, however that every time a person of the female gender walked into the class and saw that Nathan and I talking and sitting next to each other they would send me their best death glare. I have gotten used to it, hanging out with Nathan for the past week I kind of had to. But no one sent me a death glare like Stacey Fields. She had a thing for Nathan, everyone knew it and word is she got pissed when she found out Nathan and I were hanging out. Regardless of the fact that we're just friends.

And speak of the devil.

"Hey Nathan." I saw Stacey walking up to where Nathan and I were sitting.

"Hey Stacey." Nathan replied obviously less than enthused by her presence.

"So you maybe want to hang out sometime this weekend, in my dorm, alone."

God, could she be anymore of a whore?

"No thanks, Hales and I have plans." Nathan said. I tried not to look surprised because as far as I knew we had nothing plan this weekend.

"Oh," Stacey replied in a disappointed voice.

"Well call me if you change your mind." Stacey winked at Nathan and walked away.

Slut.

"What was that about?" I asked him.

"What?" He asked innocently.

"Since when do we have plans this weekend?" I asked with a smirk on my face. Something that I had picked up from Nathan over the past week.

"Since now."

I raised a questioning eyebrow letting him know that I wanted a better explanation.

"Look Stacey and I have history; we went to the same high school and hooked-up a couple of times. I don't like her, in fact she makes me want to throw myself down a flight of stairs repeatedly, but she just won't take a hint." He stated.

I was actually glad that Nathan admitted to hating Stacey. For some reason I feel like I probably wouldn't be able to take it if he had said yes to her invitation. Weird right?

"Good, she's a skank." I replied with a bit more edge in my voice than I would have liked.

"You jealous James?" Nathan asked me while laughing.

"No," I scoffed. I was not jealous of the wannabe prostitute.

"I think you are..." Nathan said in a singsong voice.

"You're being obnoxious." I replied.

"Ouch that hurt James." He said in mock hurt. "But since you're my friend I'll let it go." He said while smiling.

"So what do you say, you want to hang out this weekend?" He asked me.

"You're on Scott."

"You are dead Nathan Scott!"

Currently Nathan and I were in his dorm room playing NBA Live. His room mate was coincidently Lucas who was on a date with Brooke right now.

"I'd like to see you try and beat me Hales." Nathan replied without taking his eyes off of the screen.

"Oh my, I think my bra clasp just broke!" I said in an innocent voice. All of the sudden Nathan snapped his head away from the screen and toward my chest. This was enough time for me to shoot the next basket and beat Nathan in the game that he claims to have mastered.

Boys are so easy.

Nathan having just realized what happened had a look of dismay on his face and I couldn't stop myself from laughing.

"That was just plain mean James." He said in a teasing voice.

I couldn't stop laughing and the next thing I new I felt all of Nathan's weight on top of me and he was tickling me senseless.

"You think that's funny?" We were both on the bed him on top of me, tickling me so much that I couldn't even breathe.

And this was the exact position we were in when Brooke and Lucas walked in.

Nathan and I heard the door open and immediately straightened up.

"Are we interrupting something?" Lucas asked while smiling.

"No Nathan was just being a baby because I beat him in NBA Live." I replied while laughing.

"Sureee." Brooke said.

"Well Lucas and I will leave you to that." Brooke smirked, the tone of her voice telling me she didn't believe a word of what I just said.

Lucas and Brooke closed the door, but not before I heard Brooke yell "Use a condom!"

Typical Brooke.

I looked over at Nathan embarrassedly and he was sitting there with a smile on his face. I could tell that he wanted to talk about something.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Haley I think we should talk about what happed last week."

I should have just kept my mouth shut.

"What is there to talk about Nathan?" I asked tiredly really not wanting to discuss this with him right now.

"Hales I think that you should go to the wedding."

He cannot be serious.

"Are you for real?" I asked incredulously

"Haley, Chris and Teresa obviously sent you that invitation to rub it in our face that they are happy, well I say fight back. You're strong, show them that they didn't get to you." Nathan was trying to convince me to go to the wedding and I got to say he is doing a pretty damn good job.

"So what are you saying Nathan that I just fly to California for their wedding, which is in two weeks might I add, alone to show them that I am above it all?" I asked.

"No you wouldn't go alone." He said

"Nathan I can't ask Brooke, Peyton and Rachel to go with me, they would probably end up killing Chris and Teresa before the reception even starts and…"

"Hales, that not what I meant." Nathan interrupted me mid sentence.

"Well what did you mean?" I asked curiously.

"I'll go with you, and I'll be you're date." Nathan replied with a smile on his face.

Say what now?

"Nathan, you cannot be serious." I stated.

"Why not Hales?" Nathan asked me expectedly.

"Well, because, we promised, just friends." I reminded him.

"They don't need to know that."

"Nathan…" I started.

"Hales, wait a second just hear me out, maybe this is the closure you need, and I'll go with you I mean I know that we are just friends but as you're friend I want to help you out. We'll show up have a few drinks, say congratulations and leave. If they think that we are together then so be it. This idiot Chris needs to realize he lost a great thing."

Damn that was a good speech.

"What about basketball practice?" I asked, I was grasping for straws here.

"Coach K won't be here in two weeks, he is going away for him and his wife's 25th anniversary. You're out of excuses Hales." Nathan said, knowing he had won.

I contemplated it, I really shouldn't go back I mean why bring up the past. It's over and done with. Although Nathan had a point this could be good closure for me, so against my better judgment I agreed.

"Okay, we'll go." I said as Nathan smiled.

"I promise Hales this will be good for you, besides I'll be there to protect you." Nathan said in a soothing voice while giving me a sideways hug. I smiled at him and nodded, letting him know that I trusted him, one of the things I said I wouldn't do with another guy this year…

What have I gotten myself into?

A/N: one of you guessed right! Nathan is going to the wedding with Haley. Can you say drama?

R&R

--Storyofmylifee