Chapter 5: The Lock In
(Nathan's POV)
"Good job hurting her"
Those were the last words I heard.
And it stings.
Like a million bees coming right at me.
I didn't want to hurt her.
***
-In The Alley-
"Here is the information on the girl. Her name is Haley James," said the big guy handing the documents over to the girl.
"How do you want me to handle it?" asks the girl, opening the folder full of Haley's pictures and information.
"How do I want you to handle it? It's simple. Get close to the people that she's closest to. She got plenty. All her friends and family are listed inside. Take your pick. I'll contact you via cell phone when the plans progress. You got that, Peyton?"
"Loud and clear" said Peyton, with an evil smile.
"Don't disappoint me," he said with a devilish cackle.
***
(Lucas' POV)
Nightmare.
I'm running in the woods.
There's darkness.
I keep running
Trying to find the light
I come to a full stop
Because I see you
But I can't touch you
God, I want her
-Karen's Café-
"Eggs with bacon or sausages?" Lucas' mother asks.
"With sausages" he replied with a sigh, looking distracted.
"Honey, what's wrong?" his mother asks.
"Bacon then" answers Lucas, not aware of what his mother was asking.
"Lucas, I'm not saying there is something wrong with your breakfast side dish, I'm asking what's wrong with you?" elaborates Karen.
"Mom, have you ever broken a promise?" asks Lucas with a serious face.
"Yes but I didn't want to" Karen said softly. "Why you ask?"
"Well, I don't know if I want to keep a promise that someone asks me to," sighs Lucas.
"Lucas, if you agreed to keep a promise, you have to keep it," Karen said wisely.
"Yeah, but it's tiring" Lucas says, thinking about Haley.
"Yeah, a promise is a big deal. You're giving your word to someone and swear to it. You never know if you're hurting somebody if you don't," said Karen reassuringly.
"This promise is hurting me," said Lucas, under his breath.
***
-The Mall-
"Hales, this dress looks good on you," said Brooke, examining Haley up and down.
"I can't breathe," she said, pointing at the tight corset.
"That's good, you shouldn't," smiles Brooke.
"I need an oxygen tank," Haley said breathlessly, reaching for the zipper to undress herself.
"Try this on," said Brooke, handing Haley her fifth dress to try on.
"Brooke, I'm tired of trying on stuff," Haley whines.
"Check the brand," Brooke said quickly; knowing in a minute Haley is going to change her mind.
"Oh, nice, Balenciaga," Haley said excitedly, one of her favorite designers.
Popping open the dressing room, Haley dresses in head to toe Balenciaga sequin halter dress, satisfying her curves in all the right places.
"Oh, college boys are going to love you," said an ecstatic Brooke, follow by a whistle.
"College boys?" said Haley confused.
"Yup you heard it right, girly, I got you and I a date at fraternity party at UNC," said Brooke, her eyes glimmer with pride.
"No no no, we're not going to some frat party. Do you remember Jimmy? My dad? He is going to kill you if he finds out, Brookie" said a concern Haley.
"First of all, no Brookie please, second of all, your dad is on a flight, right about now to go to an architectural conference in New York and your mom is schedule for surgery in an hour to operate, so thirdly, we have all the time in the world for some us time" said Brooke, eagerly.
"Wait, how come my mom and dad told you all their work stuff and they didn't tell me?" frowns Haley.
"Because I'm cool," said Brooke, throwing up the peace sign.
"We are still not going," said Haley, unzipping the Balenciaga dress she's wearing.
"Okay, okay, I'm uncool, can we go please?" whines Brooke.
"My mom is going to come back you know, and when she finds out that the house is empty she is going to call my dad and then he's going to kill us!" shouts Haley.
"See, your wrong there Hales. Your mom is the head of neurosurgery. She is going to be at the hospital all night. I stopped by this morning to check her board, and she is booked. Apparently, there are a lot of people with brain damage," said a smarty pants Brooke, taking out Lydia's work schedule and hand it to Haley.
"Wow, you are right, there is a lot of people with brain problems," said a shock Haley.
"Yup, party time!" shouts Brooke, doing a cute little twirl.
(Haley's POV)
I guess going to the frat party won't hurt
I wonder what Lucas is doing tonight
Sigh
***
-Scotts' Mansion-
"Tim, Tim, get up! Up! Now!" shouts Nathan.
"Ten more minutes mom" whispers Tim.
"I'm not your mom, now get up!" Nathan shouts again, pulling Tim's t-shirt and lifts him up.
"Man, can't a man sleep around here!" Tim shouts, rubbing his eyes, yawning.
"Yeah, you can but not at my place," said Nathan quickly.
"What's the rush?" questions Tim.
"Look at this place, beers bottles everywhere, I need to clean up before my folks get back," said Nathan, looking at his room, feeling a little nauseous.
"Damn, we were so drunk last night," said Tim, acting all high.
"Yeah, well, pick up these bottles and throw them out, and I'll see you later on tonight, where the real party begins," smirks Nathan.
"Hell yeah!" shouts Tim.
***
-UNC Frat Party-
The frat party was packed. Everyone is having a good time. Girls were dressed fabulously from head to toe from designer frocks to designer minis. The guys were enjoying the girls every bit, the shorter it is, the better it is, the dress that is. And the guys were looking their sharpest. Everyone has drinks in their hand and is planning on dancing till the sun comes up. Brooke and Haley finally arrived to the party dressed in matching black minis with different details, sporting Christian Louboutin heels. The girls look stunning and they were ready to meet and greet and have fun and forget all their worries.
"You look great," smiles Brooke, holding onto Haley's hand.
"You too, butt cheeks" smiles Haley, as she grips tight on Brooke's hand.
As they walk together hand in hand, they made their entrance.
"Ladies, ladies, ya'll look fine tonight!" shouts some guy coming at them.
"Thanks drunkie, but word of advice, get a mint," Brooke said loudly as the music was playing in the background and she quickly takes Haley hand and went straight to the bar.
"Two tropical punches please" said Haley politely to the bartender, as she nervously bite her well-manicured fingernails.
A man looking poised in a sharp dress shirt and pants that defines his muscular figure arrives at the front, overlooking the party.
"Nate, this party is going to rock!" shouts Tim.
"Dude, you sound like you're in high school," said Nathan.
"We are in high school," corrects Tim.
"Tim, just shut up!" shouts Nathan. "Go get me a drink!"
***
- The Bar-
"So you have like two mansions…wow," said a dreamy Brooke.
"Yeah and two Porsche," said the water polo player.
"Do you hear that Hales, two Porsche! I'm going to win the lottery tonight," whispers Brooke and then she breaks into little giggles.
"Ha! Great," said Haley, under breath, and then unnoticeably roll her eyes.
Typical Brooke Davis, she thought.
"Girly, when you finally win your lottery ticket, can you give me a call on my cell? I'll be in the bathroom, throwing up" whispers Haley, a little tipsy.
"Sure…" said Brooke, not paying attention whatsoever.
***
-In the Restrooms-
(Haley's POV)
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Grant me a wish
I wish to be with
With…
With…
With…
Luc—
Before Haley can finish her last thought, she fainted on the floor as a tall man dressed in head to toe black dragged her out and placed her in a wine cellar.
Few hours later.
"Brooke, turn on the light, it's so dark in here," Haley yawns.
Silence.
"Brooke?" Haley calls again. "Brooke?" "Brooke?"
"Who's there?" someone says in manly voice.
"No more games, Brooke, dude that voice of yours is getting raspier," laughs Haley.
"Haley?" said the guy, sounding surprise.
Haley tries to figure out the tone of his voice and suddenly she came to the conclusion of the familiar voice and then cringe on the thought.
"Nathan?" said Haley, not surprised.
"Well, well, well, I'm surprised to find you here," smiles Nathan.
"Well, well, well, get the lights before I knock you in your you-know-what," Haley said harshly.
Listening to Haley's command, Nathan walked around the room, feeling his way through the walls to see if he can find the light switcher. I found it.
The lights went on but it wasn't Nathan who flicked it on.
"What the hell are you trying to do?" screams Haley.
Nathan was right in back of her, holding onto her zipper, the one on her dress. He accidentally thought the zipper was the light switcher. As Haley turns around, freaked out, Nathan couldn't help but looked at her. She looks incredible, he thought. She was flawless.
"You, look, look…" said Nathan, trying to finish his sentence but he couldn't stop staring.
"Go ahead, call me names but when we get out of here, you have hell to pay" shouts Haley.
"You look beautiful," said Nathan as his eyes lit up with fire.
Haley looks puzzled but you can tell her cheeks was starting to look flushed as she begins to blush.
"Really, you look incredible," Nathan compliments again and then breaks into a gorgeous smile.
"Are you on drugs?" said Haley, amused.
"Why, I can't say nice things without being shot down," Nathan stated carefully.
"It's not very Nathan-esque," corrects Haley.
"And what are you? You're not so 'Haley' yourself because you're not suppose to be at this party," Nathan gives a shot at correcting her.
They stare at each other for a few minutes and then the two suddenly breaks out in laughter. Swiftly, out of nowhere, a rat ran by Haley's foot and she screamed, and quickly ran behind Nathan. She wasn't aware she was holding onto Nathan's arm, while Nathan on the other hand was very well aware and enjoyed it every bit.
"God, I'm sorry," said Haley, releasing her hands from Nathan's arm, after a few minutes. "I hate rats"
"Well, they aren't the prettiest of creatures," Nathan agrees.
"What happens if they come back?" Haley whines.
"Well, you can stand on top of those wine boxes over there," Nathan points at the rusty old wine boxes that looks like they have been in this room for years.
"In these CL peep toes? You're insane," said Haley, looking at her hundreds dollars heels.
"Well, I can, ummm," said Nathan, nervously, as he thought of an idea.
"You can what?" questions Haley, as her eyes widen.
"Well, I mean, since you're afraid of rats, I can, ummm," said Nathan as he starts to feel shy.
"Spit it out, before the rats comes back," Haley said looking around the room cautiously.
"I can piggyback you" Nathan quickly said as he exhales.
"That, ummm, that's a no can do…" said Haley softly, as her cheeks starts to get red again.
Nathan looks disappointed.
"It's my dress, it's too short, I can't climb on your back," laughs Haley.
Nathan smiles, a smile that can brighten up most rooms. So she wants to get a piggyback ride? He thought. Suddenly, another rat just ran across the room.
"Oh, my god, there's another one!" Haley shouts as she quickly ran to Nathan. "Okay, do whatever you do, but keep me off the floor!"
"Ummm, I can carry you, horizontally, you know like when the groom carries the bride type of style," said Nathan, absolutely fond of that idea.
"Is that the only way?" Haley asks, feeling a little shy.
"Yeah, unless you want to wait for another rat to visit, I'm fine too," jokes Nathan.
"Okay, give me your neck," Haley quickly said.
"What?" Nathan said confused.
"Well I have to wrap my arms around your neck first," said Haley, as she put her arms around Nathan, resting on his shoulder. "Okay, now grab my legs"
As Haley hangs onto Nathan, with his well-built arms, he scooped her legs up and finally she's carried off the floor.
"God, your heavy," Nathan jokes.
"God, you smell," Haley said, taking a sniff at his hair.
"I smell good," Nathan corrects.
"Well, I weigh only 105," said Haley in curtsy manner.
"Well, it feels like 150," Nathan jokes again, loving the look on Haley's face. He thinks her expressions are adorable.
"Excuse me," said Haley, gripping onto Nathan even harder.
"I'm joking," smiles Nathan. "You're perfect"
Those last words echoed throughout the wine cellar. They gazed into each other eyes, a feeling like they can be lost in their forever as Haley looks down and Nathan meets her eyes as he grips tightly on her legs.
"God…I don't know how we got in here," said Haley, acting as if she's distracted.
"Ummm, yeah, me too," said Nathan, trying to act nonchalant.
"I could call Brooke, but my cell doesn't have connection," said Haley.
"Mine too," said Nathan shortly.
"You know, if you're tire, I can….ummm," said Haley, trying to think of another idea.
"No, I'm okay," Nathan finishes quickly, before Haley can think of an idea. He wants to hold onto her.
"Are you sure?" Haley questions, making sure he's all right.
"Yeah, but can we sit down, I mean you can sit on me if you want to…my legs are still sore from basketball practice," said Nathan, trying not to blush.
"Yeah, I guess that will be okay…" said Haley.
Nathan sat down on one of the wine boxes as Haley sat on his lap.
"Comfortable?" Nathan asks.
"Yeah, your like a cozy couch," smiles Haley.
Nathan smiles, as he likes Haley's comment.
"God, I hope someone orders wine," said Haley, tapping her fingers nervously on Nathan's shoulder.
"I hope not," smiles Nathan, putting his arm around Haley's waist.
(Nathan's POV)
I can stay in here forever…
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