Do you guys have any idea how annoying AP Psych is?
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Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of the characters and such.
(Does anyone else think Naley has been rather boring this season? I mean they haven't even kissed, except for in one flashback, it's bugging me, sorry)
Also, I was listening to "Keep your hands off my girl" while I was writing this chapter and it might show...sorry if it offends anyone for some reason.

Bold face is reality with Haley in a coma, Normal is the dream world, and Italics are the thoughts and memories.

The next installment of the story shall now begin, in some supposedly peaceful gardens….

The Memories Just Keep Rushing Back

"Hey, stop it!" Haley said, but still smiling, swatting Chris' arm off, "You know very well we're just friends."

"Sorry Hales, but you're just so damn irresistible," Chris said with his own playful smile and began to tickle Haley.

"The hell is this?!" Nathan asked out loud as he watched Haley push Chris off of her. He smiled a little, maybe there really is nothing going on between them. Just then Chris began to tickle Haley. Nathan clenched his fists and starting running as fast as he could for Chris.
When Nathan arrived at the bench they were completely horizontal with Chris on top. Haley saw Nathan before he did anything and fear went through her. This isn't good, whatever caused her to laugh while being tickled suddenly stopped functioning, "Chris! GET OFF!"

"What?" He began, shocked at the assertiveness in Haley's voice. His question was quickly answered as he was roughly yanked off of Haley.

"Not again!" He started as he fell to the ground. He looked up to see a royally pissed Nathan Scott. The only guy—though he would never admit it—Chris was ever truly afraid of, Oh shit. "Hey Nate, it's been awhile, how have you been?"

"I thought I told you to stay away from Haley," Nathan said menacingly. Haley blinked a couple of times, she didn't remember Nathan ever saying this to Chris.

"Ah c'mon Nate you can't still be pissed about that," Chris said. He picked himself off the ground and started to brush the dirt off of himself, "I mean that was over a year ago."

Nathan answered Chris' question with a punch to the face. Chris didn't know it was only a warning.

"I guess you're still pissed," Chris said, rubbing his cheek and standing up. "Look man, there is nothing going on between me and Haley," he smirked, "well besides the really hot sex."

"CHRIS!" Haley shouted, suddenly as angry as Nathan.

Nathan launched himself at the scrawny guy. Chris landed painfully on the ground, Nathan on top of him. Nathan grabbed him by the shirt collar and began to punch him.

"See, you do have a problem with me. A BIG problem."

Nathan pulled his arm back up and slammed it down into Chris' face.

"Did you kiss him?"
"Yes…"

A scream came out of Chris' mouth, which caused Haley to snap out of her silent reverie.

"Nathan! Stop it! He was only kidding!"

"Whatever. I spent the whole night waiting for you…planning everything, dodging my parents, all while you were out with Chris."
"Can we leave him out of this please?"
"Why? Are you into him?"
"You know what? It really hurts that you even have to ask me that."
"Not as much as it hurts me."

Nathan ignored Haley and Chris' pleas, memories flashing through his mind uncontrollably.

"You mean kinda how he liked my mom better than yours?"
"No. I mean kinda how your wife likes Chris better than you."

Haley stared in awe as she watched Nathan beat the shit out of Chris. She had seen Nathan mad, madder than she ever wanted him to be, but this was different. There were no words to describe Nathan's face as he continuously pounded his fist into Chris Keller.

"If you'd stayed in your place at the rivercourt I never would have met Haley! You ruined my life man. You'd better watch your back."

Haley ran over and touched Nathan's shoulder, fear in her eyes, "Nathan please," She pleaded quietly. She was trying her best to be soothing. Nathan simply pushed her hand off of him when he pulled his arm up to hit Chris again.

"I love you..I do..But Maybe I rushed things a little bit. We're so young, and I wasn't ready for all this. You, and the music, and…. now it's all happening all at once, and it's really hard. I don't know if I can be who you need me to be."

Nathan felt a burning sensation in his eyes as he remembered the worst moments of his life. He didn't even care though, all Nathan wanted was for the guy he held most responsible to pay.

"Do you have any idea how many guys want to nail your wife right now?"

Nathan paused in his punching and yelled at the bleeding figure, "Keep your fucking hands off my wife!"

"Ow! OW! I was just kidding! Can't you take a joke?!" Chris took the lull in the punches to yell out.

"Not when it comes to Haley!" Nathan shouted back. He stopped punching Chris, but stayed on top of him with a death grip. Nathan grabbed Chris' struggling right hand, "This is your guitar hand right? If I remember right this is the one I had held up against a wall and I told you I would break it if you got my near my wife again. So Keller, how much do you value you musical future?"

"Hey, hey, that million dollar hand is not something to kid around with!" Chris exclaimed. His voice sounded funny, probably due to the fact that his nose was likely broken.

"Neither is Haley! Now, if you want all your fingers to stay unbroken you keep them off Haley, understand?" Nathan squeezed Chris' hand painfully.

"OUCH! Yeah, I'll keep off of Hales!"

Nathan grabbed Chris by the hair and slammed his head painfully onto the ground, "She is NOT Hales to you! She is only Hales to Lucas," Nathan paused, leaning his face dangerously towards Chris and whispered, "And me!" Nathan glared into Chris' eyes, raising his voice, "Got it Keller?"

"Gah! Will you stop hitting me?"

"Only if you leave Haley alone and never call her Hales again!"

"Fine!" Chris exclaimed. Nathan let go of the musician and stood up. Chris immediately held his head in his hands like a baby.

"Good!" Nathan looked over to see a scared Haley, she made eye contact with him, but he gave her no emotion.

Nathan continued his run around Arlie Gardens, desperately hoping the magic of the place would calm him down.

Nathan was staring silently at his wife, as he had for quite a while.

"I don't know how to do this, alright? I'm not like you."
"What does that mean?"
"Alright, I screw up a lot alright…and being around you I just, I don't want to be that guy anymore."
"Well who do you wanna be Nathan?"
"I want to be someone who's good enough to be seen with you."

Lucas was also in the room, looking between his best friend and brother. He had seen Nathan when Haley had left before and it wasn't good, but at least back then she could've come home whenever she wanted. If Haley were to…it was hard for Lucas to even think about…if Haley were to die Lucas didn't want to even think of what would happen to his little brother.

"Someday this beach might wash away…the oceans may dry, the sun could dim, but on that day…I'll still be loving you. Always and forever. I promise you Haley."

Lucas looked over at his usually so full of life best friend and almost left the room. He had no idea how Nathan could stand to see Haley like this for so long, especially believing it was his fault.

"I just don't want to do anything to pressure you, or drive you away even though sometimes I can't help it. Just like I can't help that I fell in love with you, because I did. I love you Haley. And it scares me a little bit, but there it is."
"Wow…there it is…"
Nathan remembered the feel of her lips against his on that bench downtown, and he remembered the thrill he felt at her next words.
"I love you too."

Nathan ran his fingers through his thick hair and leaned his head down. He was fighting the memories, but loving them at the same time.

Lucas looked away from Haley to Nathan. He wanted to help his brother so much, but he couldn't find the right words. So much for an aspiring writer.

"Hi."
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanna come home Nathan."

Nathan looked back up at Haley laid out on the hospital bed, Haley, don't you wanna come home now?

"Chris, are you alright?" Haley ran over to the bleeding form of Chris Keller.

Chris only moaned in response.

"At least you're conscious." Haley pulled out her cell phone and quickly hit the speed dial button for Lucas.

"Hales," Lucas said a little cautiously.

"Luke, I don't have time to chat, but I do expect to know what her name is," Haley paused and glanced up the path that Nathan had disappeared down, "Chris Keller got beat up pretty badly. Could you come pick him up? He's in Arlie Gardens."

"Why don't you just let him rot there?"

"Because Nathan is the one that beat him up and I would rather not get him in trouble with the cops so close to the championship match."

"Fine, I'll get Chris, but not as a favor to him, only to Nathan."

"Of course. Thanks Luke," Haley hung up the phone without really saying goodbye and looked between the path Nathan took and Chris, trying to come to a decision.

"And this has nothing to do with Chris?"
"No, absolutely not."
"Then why haven't you asked me to come with you? Did you kiss him?"
"Yes...I'm sorry, but you have to believe me, that's not what this is about Nathan..."
"Haley, listen. If you want to, you should go. But if you do...We're done."