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I'm not too happy with these lyrics, but it was this or Teenagers by My Chemical Romance and even though I love them, their song lyrics didn't fit at all here lol.
And if the truth to be told about Johnny that
He's the part of you when you think back
You all know him as the kid who got sidetracked
Peyton sighed contently as she breathed in an oh so familiar scent. 'Lucas Scott should have his own personal cologne' she thought to herself. She opened her eyes and was greeted by a goofy grin.
"With that look on your face someone might think you got lucky last night", she teased as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"I did", he whispered as he pulled her closer.
They hadn't slept together. The thought hadn't even come up. They spent most of the night whispering and giggling . . . like the teenagers they were.
"Sweet talker", she muttered as she buried herself into his embrace.
"Its true baby girl", he spoke affectionately. Peyton rolled her eyes in agitation, but her smile gave her away.
She traced an invisible pattern on his t-shirt covered chest, "This is pretty good huh?"
"Babe, if you think this is good then just wait till we sleep together", he let out a hearty laugh as Peyton smacked his chest.
"Pig and we've already done that . . . remember", she said as she pointed to her stomach.
"How could I forget", he whispered huskily.
"Beats me", she whispered as his lips crashed down to hers.
Their mouths opened and closed in sync and Lucas's tongue didn't even have to ask for entrance. Together their tongues massaged each other's until a loud moan escaped Peyton's lips.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" he questioned as he kissed her neck.
She ran her hand along his body and smiled as he shuddered.
"I have a small clue", she whispered before bringing his face up to hers and kissing him again. She pulled away abruptly and Lucas stared at her. She made a face and her hand traveled to her lower abdomen.
"What's wrong?" Lucas asked in a panic.
"Nothing, it just feels weird", Peyton said vaguely.
"What kind of weird? Painful, weird? Annoying, weird? Should I get my mom, weird?" he asked as began to get up from the bed.
"No, it's just a pressure", she mumbled as she focused on the strange feeling.
Lucas was comforted in the fact that she wasn't in pain, but still wanted to know what it meant.
"The baby book", he said as if it were an epiphany. Peyton let out a small laugh as he picked up "What to Expect When You're Expecting" and began to flip through it.
After a minute of searching he had the answer, "Braxton Hicks contraction", he stated.
Peyton eyes widened and he continued. "Your uterus may start flexing to build strength for the big job ahead. You may feel these warm-ups, called Braxton Hicks contractions, in your lower abdomen and groin. They're painless and come and go unpredictably", he finished as he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"So this is normal?" Peyton asked as she squinted her eyes.
"Apparently."
"Well, that's interesting", she said unsurely.
"Sometimes I wish I knew what it felt like", Lucas mused as he sat beside her again.
Peyton rolled her eyes. "I'm sure you do."
"Seriously, I mean I get to feel the baby kick when you tell me it happens, but to feel it inside of you must be amazing."
"It is amazing, but having to push it out of me in a few months won't be too wonderful", she muttered.
He smiled as he took her into his arms. "I'll be right there by your side" he whispered into her ear.
She smiled appreciatively. "I know you will."
Lucas kissed the top of her head.
"This is really good", Lucas whispered in comparison to Peyton's earlier thoughts.
"I have to go", she said suddenly.
She saw the fear in his eyes and kissed him sweetly. "Relax babe, Brooke's at my house and considering I haven't been there in a while I figured I should make sure she hasn't painted my room pink", Peyton spat out the last word in disgust.
Lucas chuckled. "Alright, let me grab my keys and I'll drive you", he said as he rolled to the other side of the bed.
"Wait", she said as she grabbed his arm. He lay back down and pulled her into his arms, "can we just stay like this for a little longer?" she pleaded.
He smiled at her and nodded his head.
"There's no place else I'd rather be."
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Nathan Scott was lying in bed with Haley. This was the time of day he loved the most. Sure he loved talking to her and he loved being around all of their friends, but this was what he loved the most. She was pressed against his chest and his arms were firmly wrapped around her.
"I love you", he whispered as he leaned his lips down to her ear.
"I love you too", she said as she nestled herself deeper into his embrace.
They had spent the past few mornings this way. Simply blocking the world out and basking in each others presence.
"How do you think things went with our blonde friends last night?"
Haley sighed. Lucas had told them that he was planning to talk to her, eventually. In their minds Nathan had started a snowball effect.
"Well, if Peyton flipped out after talking to you, I don't think it went too well."
"Can you honestly blame me? Those two have pinned for each other since last year."
"Even longer for Lucas", Haley said.
Nathan narrowed his eyes. "Since when?"
Haley laughed as she thought about her answer. "Since like seventh grade . . . actually maybe longer", she said as she shrugged.
"Jeez, he really was a loser", he snorted.
"No . . . just in love", his wife spoke softly.
Nathan nodded. "I guess you're right."
"I'm always right", she teased.
"Yea", he muttered because he knew she was right.
"We're pretty lucky huh? That we found each other and everything", Haley said as she interlocked their hands.
Nathan simply nodded his head. He truly was a blessed man and he was only seventeen years old. He had a family coming. A son or daughter that was going to need him. And he had an amazing woman in his life. He kissed her forehead before he spoke.
"Marry me."
She turned in his arms and raised a brow, "We already did that", she said as she pointed to her left ring finger.
"Marry me again", he restated," I love you Haley and I want to give you the wedding you always deserved. After the shooting and seeing all the heartache Karen went through . . . I wanna show our family and friends how much we love each other."
Haley opened her mouth, but she quickly closed it and bit her lip.
"What is it?" Nathan asked in concern when he noticed that her hand was pressed against her stomach.
Haley shook her head with a smile. "The baby . . . it's kicking", she whispered as if speaking any louder would ruin the moment. She took his hand brought it to the spot that she felt pressure in. His eyes lit up.
"Oh my god! That's our baby", he whispered to his wife.
Haley looked from Nathan to her stomach. His hands were firmly in place and he had a grin on his lips that she had never seen before.
"Yes."
Nathan lifted his eyes to meet Haley's, but never lifted his head.
"What?"
"Yes", she whispered as she took his hands and intertwined their fingers, "I'll marry you . . . again."
Nathan smiled as he picked her up. "I'm so glad you said that", he said truthfully.
Haley pulled back, but remained in his arms.
"There's no other answer I'd give you."
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"B. Davis!" Peyton yelled out as she entered her house.
With that Brooke bounded down the stairs, "P. Sawyer!"
"How goes things in the Sawyer home?" Peyton asked as Brooke helped her into the living room.
"Things go well", she mused, "Did you know that the shower in your room tends to scream?" she asked with a horrified expression.
Peyton chuckled, "Yea, I've been meaning to fix that; it's got something to do with the pipes."
"Well, it's not a problem now cause I fixed it", she said confidently.
"You fixed it?" Peyton asked incredulously.
Brooke rolled her eyes and waved a hand at the blonde, "Nathan came over and took a look at it."
"Nathan fixed it?" There were many things Nathan Scott was, but a 'Mr. Fix-it' was not one of them.
"Well, then he called Haley and she fixed it", she admitted meekly.
Peyton laughed and Brooke narrowed her eyes, "So, how do you get the credit for fixing the pipe?"
"I called Nathan and Nathan called Haley, therefore if I had never called Nathan, Haley wouldn't have come and the pipe wouldn't be fixed", she explained seriously.
"You are something else B."
"I know", Brooke said as she tilted her head to the side and smiled, "So, I've been pretty good at holding off on the third degree, but it's been like five minutes and I think that's good enough. What was with the 'Broody' brigade outside?" Brooke asked through a smile.
"He just dropped me off."
She wasn't sure why she wasn't telling Brooke straight out about her and Lucas. She knew that there weren't any feelings between the two of them, but on some level it still felt weird.
Peyton huffed before fidgeting to get to her feet. Right now she wanted to be as far away from Brooke as possible. The girl knew her too well.
Brooke sighed as she stood to help Peyton up. She held out her hand and the blonde gladly took it; it was difficult being pregnant and still half cripple. She watched as Peyton independently limped away from her.
"And the kiss was a thanks?" Brooke questioned with a smirk. Peyton stopped and sighed.
"You saw that?" she asked as she bit her lip.
"Peyton, I'm pretty sure a blind person could have seen it", she laughed as Peyton blushed, "what's going on?"
She looked at the floor and shuffled her foot along the wooden panels, "We're together now." She took a breath before raising her head.
"Ahhh! Peyton, this is great!" Brooke squealed as she jumped to the blonde.
"Really?" Peyton knew she was thrilled and she knew it was great, but she never really expected Brooke to voice the same things.
"Yes, you and he are like . . . I don't even know, but it works", she said with a small laugh. Peyton let out a relieved sigh.
"Were you expecting me to have a different reaction?" Brooke asked.
Peyton shrugged. "Not really . . . I don't know, I guess I thought that saying it out loud would somehow mess things up."
"Peyton, there is nothing that can mess this up. I'm not in love with Lucas. And if any other girl even looks at him . . . I'll beat the crap out of her", Brooke flashed her famous dimpled smile and the blonde chuckled.
"Thanks Davis"
"Anytime momma Sawyer."
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"So, what exactly did you used to watch?"
Peyton smirked as Lucas choked on his drink. They were sitting in the cafeteria, waiting for the other three to join them.
"Hmm?" he questioned without meeting her gaze.
"Last night, you said you used to watch me", she knew he didn't need to be reminded, "what exactly did you watch?" she asked again with a playful smile.
Lucas blushed before he answered. "Your legs mostly", he turned to Peyton and laughed as her mouth hung open, "from up close they're kinda chickeny", she playfully smacked his shoulder, "but from where I was sitting they looked pretty damn good", he whispered with a reminiscent smile.
"I'm not sure that that's a compliment", she grumbled as she shook her head.
Lucas smiled before he pulled her in for a kiss, "Trust me, it is", he whispered gruffly as he leaned in for another kiss.
"Alright, alright", Nathan broke the moment as he and Haley walked over, "enough is enough", he teased.
"Ignore my less then romantic husband", Haley apologized as she swatted Nathan's shoulder.
"Less than romantic? I proposed this morning in a pretty damn good way", he argued.
When the married couple first announced that they were getting married the other three simply stared at them. It wasn't until they saw Haley's tear filled eyes that they snapped into excitement.
"You did great tutor husband", Brooke cut in as she joined them all, "now leave the rest up to me" she spoke with confidence.
"Brooke I told you that you don't need to do all of this", Haley said as she pointed to the notebook in the brunette's hands.
Peyton scoffed, "Brooke lives for weddings; it's like her Christmas."
They all watched as Brooke grinned and nodded her head.
"Okay, so I was thinking that we could . . ."
Brooke continued to talk about the Naley wedding. Haley nodded her head and looked on with wide eyes; she grabbed Lucas's hand for support and he simply laughed and kissed Peyton's curls before leaning over and looking at the small marbled notebook. Nathan turned to Peyton and smiled when he saw her smile.
"Look at you", he whispered. Peyton faced him with a raised brow.
"What?" her cheeks turned the slightest shade of red.
"Nothing, happy just looks good on you", he said as he pulled her into a sideways hug and kissed her temple.
Peyton looked around the table. Her friends hadn't had the easiest life. All of them dealt with hardships. Brooke's parents were never around. Lucas was abandoned by his father and then lost the only father he ever knew. Nathan wished Dan would have abandoned him. Haley was the one who always had to have the answers. And Peyton, well; she had two dead moms and a father that was always out to sea. Regardless, they all wore smiles.
"Happy looks good on everyone", Peyton added as an afterthought as she stretched her arm over to Nathan's shoulder.
They had been through a lot. There was no denying any of that. But as Peyton looked at her friends and the way they interacted with each other she could come to one conclusion.
They were still teenagers.
Cause and reaction
Where's the action?
Teenagers
We were teenagers
Okay, so this was basically all fluff lol . . . it wont be like this forever though; I'm warning you now lol. Let me know what you think. Oh and, should I make Karen pregnant too? I was thinking about doing it, but I didn't want it to be too much. Let me know what you think about that too.
Ooo and I got that Braxton Hicks contraction stuff from a website—just throwing that out there.
