CHAPTER 7: Twisted
-Post UNC Frat Party-
After Nathan said his last words, Lucas looks at him with such hate and quickly bolted out the door. Stepping out of the wine cellar, Lucas's heart fell into pieces. He couldn't believe that Haley spent a night with Nathan. All the images that Nathan describes came rushing back like a tornado, swirling in his head. He wants to believe that nothing happen but it is so hard to believe that nothing happen with Nathan. Hello, it's Nathan.
Meanwhile, Nathan is still at the wine cellar, putting his jacket on when a figure is standing intently at the door. It was none other than Peyton.
"Hi Nathan, it's good to see you again," said Peyton, with a sweet smile.
"What do you want Peyton?" sighs Nathan.
"What I want? You know exactly what I want," said Peyton, as the tone of her voice got serious.
"I'm doing what you want me to do," Nathan said intently.
"You're right, you did. But I'm afraid it's not going the way he planned" said Peyton.
"What are you saying?" said Nathan, folding his arms.
"He watched the tape and he doesn't like what he sees," said Peyton, her eye brows jumps.
"She was falling all over me. And if he doesn't see that on the tape, well, he must be blind!" Nathan said loudly.
"Trust me, we know she's falling for you and that is exactly what we want. But what we don't want is you falling for her," said Peyton, with her devilish grin.
Nathan's eyes begin to wander. His heart begins to jump. And he was getting nervous.
"Are you falling for her?" Peyton questions again.
"Wait…wait a minute! Are you talking about me or you talking about my stupid brother? Because if you are talking about that loser, then yes, on my behalf, he really likes her ugly ass. I need a girl with a better ass, you know what I'm saying," said Nathan, trying to think about insults that he can throw at Haley, trying to cover up his suspicion.
"Good. That is exactly what we like to hear. Now, for tonight's plan…"
-The James' Mansion-
"Hales, how the hell did you sleep in the wine cellar? I mean, there are rats, dust, and all kind of crap lying on the floor, boxes and other things I don't remember----" said a frustrated Brooke.
Haley stayed silent, looking suspicious.
"Oh my god, you! Hales, what happened with you and basketball king?" said Brooke, getting all excited about the details Haley has yet to spill.
"We spent the night in the wine cellar. That's all," said Haley, turning around before she can blush.
"No, no, no missy. 'That all' has a lot of more 'all.' Give me the whole 'all' please? I mean at least you can do that for me, I didn't even get anything at 'all' from anybody at the party!" said Brooke.
"Alright, calm down woman. I slept on him" said Haley and a little giggle rush out of her system.
"You slept on him? As in, like he's a piece of bed? Like a mattress with bed sheets and everything? Wow, he's really comfortable," said Brooke, her eyes widen.
"He is comfortable," Haley said sweetly.
"Can't believe you like the basketball twerp," said Brooke, playfully teasing her best friend.
"I so do not. We're just friends," said Haley as her cheeks turn slightly pink.
"You so do," said Brooke, turning Haley facing the mirror. "You see this pink shade on your cheeks? Well that's not makeup because we all know you hate wearing blush! However, that pink shade represents the intensity your body feels about a certain feeling you're feeling. And that feeling is Nathan, and woman you are feeling him, big time!!!!"
"Shut up" said Haley playfully, embarrassed, while reaching out a pillow and throwing it at Brooke.
-Karen's Café-
"Here's your vanilla scone, sir. That will be $1.50" said Karen.
The fine gentlemen gave her two dollars and left.
"Thank you," Karen shouted.
The man reached the door as Lucas kindly steps aside for the customer to step out. He quietly walks into the cafe as his mother eyes her son from afar. His mother sense something was wrong.
"Lucas" Karen calls.
He's not paying any attention.
"Lucas!" Karen calls again.
No answer.
"Lucas Eugene Scott!!!" his mother shouts.
"Mom, what did I say about using my middle name in public like that?!" said Lucas, quickly running to his mother, signaling her to be quiet.
"I called your name two times and you didn't answer. What's wrong honey?" said Karen.
"You know that promise I was talking to you about?" Lucas questions.
Karen shook her head.
"I think I'm going to keep that promise," said Lucas, faintly.
-The James' Mansion-
Haley's blackberry rings*
"Haley, your phone! Haley?!" Brooke calls.
No answer. Brooke picks up her call.
"Hello," said Brooke.
"May I speak to Haley James, please?" said the gentlemen.
"Haley is not in her room at the moment. Can I take a message?" said Brooke.
"Brooke?" said the caller.
"Basketball twerp?" Brooke instantly blurted.
"Nice. Do me a favor or else that name calling habit you have is going to cost you" said Nathan.
"You wouldn't dare," said Brooke.
"Cheerleading slut," Nathan said coyly.
"Haley is a cheerleader as well, so I guess you think she is a slut also. I bet she'll love to hear what you think of her" said Brooke, smiling on the other end of the receiver.
"Don't you dare Brooke. Okay. Fine-fine. I'm sorry," said Nathan, apologetically.
"Aw, look at the role reversal," said Brooke with a smirk.
"Look, I just want a nice dinner with Haley by the docks. Can you do that for me?" said Nathan.
"Why? Why should I? After you just call me names. How do I know you're not going to do the same with my best friend?" said Brooke, being overprotective.
"Because Haley, she was the only one who appreciates me for who I am regardless of my past. She sees me in a different light. Every time I see her, her presence warms my heart. I just hope you'll give me this chance to prove to her I'm not some jerk, trying to get in bed with her. I'm serious. She makes me want to be better and I hope I can become that guy with her, not with anybody else," said Nathan, his eyes starts to well up. Peyton stood there stunned, listening to his speech.
"Well, I'm…" said an absolutely speechless Brooke. "…I gotta say basketball twerp that was one hell of a speech. I guess you can go out with my best friend…"
"Thank you" said Nathan, excitedly.
"You're not welcome, pick her up at 8pm and wear black pants. Haley likes it when her boys wear black pants. She thinks it make their butts look butt. Don't tell her I told you that" said Brooke, as she hangs up the phone.
Nathan's heart jumped. He was happy. He really meant what he said. But on the other end, he can't act on what he said.
Hands clapping*
"Wow, impressive speech, Nathan," said Peyton. "Who gave you that script?"
"What? That speech. Really? I was so bull shitting!" said Nathan, letting out his fake laugh.
"If I didn't know you were acting, I honestly believe you were speaking from your heart," said a nervous Peyton.
"No, no no, but I got you, didn't I?" said Nathan casually pointing fingers.
"Yes you did, right here," she laughs playfully, pretending to get hit in the heart.
He was really falling for her.
Author's Note:
I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and I hope I didn't lose any readers ;) As you can see, there are a lot of things going on this chapter. You'll find more clarity in the future chapters as the story proceeds. Thanks for those who reviewed; you guys have been awesome!
Thank you: Jess2303, Lou, FiFi4EvEr1007 =D
& Lou, I don't think I'll be much help. It is going to be a Laley/Naley fic all together =) I hope you like both!