Hey All, So here is chapter four I know it's kind of short but I hope you like it:)
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Chapter Four - Haley's POV
It had been two days since that day at the cafe and all I could think about was where Nathan was and most importantly who was he with? I knew that I could just ask Peyton she would know but that of course would lead to her asking why I cared so much. I'm not sure that I'm ready to say that I miss Nathan out loud yet, let alone admit to myself that I could possibly still be in love with him. But I do really miss him. Even silly things that he would do just to make me and the kids laugh.
Flashback – A couple of years ago
Nathan and I were sitting on the sofa talking about our days when we heard a scream from up stairs. We took off up to Jamie's room and when Nathan opened the door we found a five year Jamie sitting up in bed with tears in his eyes. I ran over and hugged him.
"What's up buddy?" Nathan asked
"There's something in my room" he cried
"You mean like a monster?" I asked
"Yeah mummy. He won't go away."
"Oh you're talking about Frank" Nathan said as I looked at him strangely "Don't worry he isn't scary at all he is actually a bit of a dumb monster" he continued
"What do you mean daddy?" Jamie questioned
"Well I remember the first time that I met Frank. He was creeping around the house like this"
I tried to hold in my laughter as Nathan started creeping around Jamie's room saying 'creep, creep, creep' when all of a sudden, Nathan pretended to hit his head on something and then held his head as if it was in pain.
"So you see Jamie, Frank is fine he just walks in to stuff all the time and is a bit silly" I smiled at my husband and wondered where he came up with that story just as he started reenacting 'Frank' again. This time as Nathan pretended to hit his head both Jamie and I fell into a fit of giggles.
"Again daddy again" Jamie clapped with excitement
"Okay one more and then you have to go to sleep" Nathan said as he proceeded to creep around the room again making us all start laughing again.
"You okay now Sweetie?" I ask Jamie
"Yes mummy." he says as he settles back down into his bed.
I walk over to where Nathan is by the door and look back at Jamie "Goodnight my boy" I say
"Night daddy, night mummy" we hear him say and just as we are shutting the door I hear this tiny 'goodnight Frank' I laugh to myself as I turn to face Nathan.
"You my husband were amazing in there." I say as I lean up to give him a kiss "Where did you come up with that?"
He laughs "What" I asked
"You know I actually have no idea where that came from! That's why is so funny"
"You are crazy" I tell him as we walk down stairs "How about a coffee?" I ask
"What about pancakes?" Pancakes????
"Mummy, mummy" I am woken out of my day dream by Sophie pulling at my top.
"Yes Sweetie what is it?" I ask her
"Can you pleassssee make us pancakes?" Oh so thats where the pancakes came from I smile to myself.
"Sure my girl. Do you want to help mummy in the kitchen?"
"Yes, yes" By 2pm when Peyton dropped by my kitchen looked like a bomb had hit it
"The kitchen exploded Auntie Peyton" I could hear Jamie saying in the living area as he let her in. She laughed as she came around the corner.
"Auntie Peyton!" Sophie screamed as she ran towards her covered in pancake mixture which was soon also covering Peyton's jeans.
"What have you been making in here Sophie Marie?" Peyton asked trying to get as much mixture off her pants.
"Pancakes!" Sophie said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world "Do you want one?"
"That would be lovely" Peyton said "although I do think that I could now make one out of my jeans"
I laughed "I'm sorry Peyt"
"Hey it's cool, she my goddaughter you know she can get away with anything just by smiling" she said as Sophie turn and gave her a huge pancake grin "see what I mean?"
The rest of the afternoon was spent playing with the kids and cleaning up my kitchen. And also with the thoughts of Nathan running around inside my head. As I sat down on the sofa later that evening once the kids were in bed I pulled out our wedding album and started to flip through the photos. We both just looked so happy that day. How did it all go so wrong and how did I end up watching all my friends have the perfect marriages? When I can't even hold mine together.