HALEYS POV
I stood and walked out the room, but turned back. I walked over to Jamie and leaned down to give him a kiss. His forehead was warm but I didn't give it much thought. I walked outside with Nathan. We walked out hand in hand. I also didn't give that much thought ether. When we sat down I yanked my hand away. I saw the hurt in Nathan's eyes. I wanted to take it back.
We sat there saying nothing. It was awful uncomfortable and yet I felt better then I have in years, with Nathan their. He grabbed my hand again. This time I didn't yank it back. We looked at each other. Nathan spoke first.
"I'm sorry, Hales. I should have known that their was a reason that you were asking about kids."
"I should have told you about him." I said looking away. Nathan grabbed my chin and turned it back to him. He forced me to look at him and the next thing I knew was that our lips were touching. As soon as I knew what was happening i pulled back. Nathan just looked at me for a second, then kissed me again.
This time when I pulled away Nathan hung his head in shame that the woman he still loved didn't seem to love him back.
"Nathan, I love you, but it's been so long. Let's just take it slow for a while." I said. looking at his eyes full of pain. I didn't want to hurt him anymore, but no mater how I tried I couldn't reach the point that I could stop hurting him. Everything I said seemed to hurt him, but in someway I felt he deserved it for what he did to me and Jamie.
LUKE'S POV
I ran out of the room to go get Haley and Nathan. They needed to be in here for Jamie. They needed to see their dying son. It was breaking my heart seeing how fast Jamie came into my little brother's life and how fast he might leave his life. I was an uncle, though I didn't know it, but I could feel for Nathan. My heart was braking from just the short time that I had someone to call me Uncle Lucas. I knew there was still hope for Jamie.
Running outside, I found Haley, eyes full of tears, and Nathan eyes screaming heartbroken. I ran up to them in hopes that Jamie would recover. They both turned around to look at me. I didn't even have to say a word. They just hopped up and ran inside the hospital.
NATHAN'S POV
Me and Haley ran into Jamie's room. Out of breath, we looked around the room, There were nurses everywhere, the gang was gone, Jamie's eyes were closed, and the love of my life burying her head into my chest. I knew that nothing good could come from this.
"He went into shock. He needs more blood, but his blood it's rare." The nurse rambled off the blood type. My eyes widen when I heard that he had the same blood type as me.
"I'll donate. I have the same as my son's." I said with tears once again filling my eyes.
I let go of Haley and walked out with one of the several nurses. I wish I could of stayed there all day and hold her. I looked back one last time before I left. She looked so sad, trying to find out more about Jamie.
PEYTON'S POV
I felt bad for Hales. She has always been a good friend. I would hate for her, or Nathan, to loose their only child. Everyone in the gang was sitting in the waiting room. I was sitting in a chair by my husband when I felt something weird. I looked down to the ground and saw water. I squeezed Jake's hand to get his attention. He looked over at me then stood up yelling "Geez!" At once everyones head turned to us. I felt bad that Nathan and Haley was loosing their child and all the attention is on me.
"We need a nurse over here now!" Jake yelled as a nurse came over to help me out of my chair.
HALEY'S POV
I was walking around the room talking to anyone I could. They told me that my baby was going to be okay, and now they are trying to save him from dying? What is going on? This could not be happening to me. Stupid Nathan. This would never of happened if it wasn't for him. I know it's not right to blame him, but right now I'm not sure if I really care. He could have prevented this, but then so could have I. If I didn't leave the gate creaked, or turned around for those few split secants. I basically broke down right there. They were wheeling him away from me. I knew that there was a possibility that I could never see my son alive again.