So I've decided to start this fanfic that has to do with episode 2.20 of One Tree Hill. That's the one where Nathan is in a coma after his racing accident and has a dream where Dan married Karen. At the end of the episode Nathan wakes up and tells Haley he doesn't want her to come home. Well this story is about what if Nathan hadn't woken up then? What would the reactions of those who care about him be? And what would happen in the dream world?

Please Read and Review! Thank you so much to those who have reviewed, it makes me feel all warm and tingly inside to see those reviews! (That's not creepy at all)

I'm very sorry that it has been so long since I last updated, I ended up staying another week at camp and had no computer access. I finally got home around midnight and didn't feel like writing (sorry) and then today my internet has been down. Finally the new chapter is here, once again I'm very sorry for how long it's been. Thank you for reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of its characters and such. If I did season 5 would not be at all like I'm hearing it is.

Side Note: The Bold Face is reality with Nathan in a coma, Regular Type is the dream world, and italics are the thoughts.

Chapter 6: Kissing Tickles

"Hey Haley," Lucas said cautiously as he walked into the hospital room.

"Hey," Her voice was a little on the hoarse side after crying for the past few hours.

"I'm sorry for accusing you of being the reason Nathan hit the wall."

"Well it was the truth right? I mean why else would he have hit the wall?"

"Maybe he got distracted?"

"So distracted his reflexes didn't kick in? C'mon Luke he's an athlete, a really good one at that, there's no way he could've hit that wall without meaning to."

"Well maybe there is and we just don't know. When he wakes up he'll be so happy to see you!"

"After all the pain I've put him through? Lucas, I practically told him it was a mistake we got married when he came hundreds of miles to visit me! How could be happy?"

"Hales, you're one of the smartest people I know, how could you not figure this out? He missed you and he still loves you, just like I did and do."

Haley began to cry again and she asked Lucas the question that she had been refusing to ask for the past few days, "Luke what if he doesn't wake up?"

"He has to wake up Haley, he'll want to see you again. He'll come back, I promise." Lucas went up to Haley and hugged her tightly, comforting his best friend in the whole world.

Nathan was walking into Haley's house. He saw her and smiled, "Happy Birthday!" He exclaimed.

She smiled back at him, "Thanks Nathan, I'm glad you could make it!"

"Can I leave yet?" Nathan turned to see Haley's older sister, Taylor, standing there with a bored look on her face, "Felix and I have better plans than hanging out with my kid sister on her 15th birthday."

Haley glared at her sister, "Oh and would those plans include having sex on mom and dad's bed? You know very well that I don't want you here, but Mom is making you stay."

"You're such a bore, Haley James. I think I need to spice this little party up a bit," with that Taylor had turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"I really do love your sister just so you know, her cheerful attitude makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside," Nathan said with a sly smile. Haley playfully slapped him, "What was that for Hales?!"

"I don't want to hear about your giant crush on my sister!" Haley was hiding it, but she was a little hurt by Nathan's comment.

"Oh Haley, I didn't mean it like that! Yes you're sister is hot, but…" but you're the girl for me and you're much hotter to me, "but you're a much better person and anyone would be lucky to have you."

"Hey you kids! Taylor and I made some punch to help celebrate fine little Haley's birthday!" A Hispanic guy with black spiky said with a hint of attitude.

"Shut up Felix, you're the same age as us." Nathan said, glaring at Felix. He was semi-dating Taylor, but he still managed to hit on Haley and talk condescending to her at the same time and that pissed Nathan off to no end.

"Now Nathan be nice to Felix. Here's your punch," Taylor said sweetly. Haley took her punch and gulped it down, Nathan did the same so Taylor and Felix would shut up.

All of a sudden Haley and Nathan were next to each other on the couch. Taylor and Felix were standing above them, laughing, "Hawaiian Punch, Sprite, and Vodka! My favorite!" To Nathan everything was a little blurred, but Haley had never looked better to him and he couldn't resist. He leaned over and kissed her.

Haley kissed him back, messily, but passionately. He licked her lips, begging for entrance, she obliged happily. Nathan loved everything second of it. After a couple of minutes he was completely on top of her, his hand creeping up her shirt. He got to her bra and began to clumsily fumble with the clasp, then Haley began to giggle. Nathan pulled away from the kiss, apparently he had managed to tickle her. He got off of her and simply stared at her, a broad smile on his face. Out of nowhere Haley stopped laughing and rolled off the couch. She managed to sit up and grab onto Felix's shirt, he laughed some more. Nathan suddenly got angry, Felix needs some pain! That's when Haley barfed all over him. Nathan laughed raucously, that jerk so got what he deserved.

"Mr. Lee! Mr. Lee!" Nathan jerked up from his arm to see his teacher staring at him questioningly, "Would you please explain to the class what is so humorous?"

"Uhhhh," I just dreamed about the time when Haley and I made out on a couch and she barfed all over the jerk Felix? "There was a uh fly on Mouth's head and I just thought it was funny," Nathan quickly lied.

"Next time will you please not laugh so loudly?"

"Yes sir," The bell rang and Nathan ran out of the classroom. Now was his favorite part of the day, it was the hour where Haley tutored him in the tutor center. Before he could find her though, he had to take a stop in the bathroom to try and get his dream out of his head. There was no way he would be able to hide his feelings if he kept remembering the feel of her lips on his.