A/N: Okay, first of all, I have to apologize to my faithful and loyal readers and reviewers! I am so sorry it took me so long to update. I just honestly lost all inspiration for any of my stories for a while. But randomly, last night, after talking to Morgan, I got inspired! So thank you so much Morgan! Maybe now I can find some inspiration for "It's Perfect," and "I Was Made For You," also! Anyways, onto the story! Let me know how you feel about this one!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or its characters! I also don't own the lines I borrowed from Twilight!


The group in the bathroom all waited silently and impatiently for them to come out. After fifteen minutes, the bathroom door opened to reveal a crying Brooke and a teary-eyed Nathan.

"So?" Tim asked, standing from the bed.

There were three things Brooke was positive of. One, she was completely terrified at this moment. Two, she was definitely pregnant. And three, at the moment she saw the first positive pregnancy test, she realized she was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with the child inside of her. During those fifteen minutes alone in the bathroom with Nathan, there wasn't a single word spoken. They stood and cried together, lost in their own thoughts. But it was in those fifteen minutes that she came to the decision that she would be the best mother she could ever be. She just wasn't sure what Nathan was thinking or what he wanted now. His voice interrupted her thoughts suddenly and stopped her sobs.

"Brooke's pregnant," he said, dropping Brooke's hands and striding out the door quickly, snatching Tim's car keys off of Peyton's nightstand on his way out.

"Nathan!" Peyton shouted, running down the stairs to catch him at the door. Just as he went to shut the door behind him, her hand snaked out and stopped it.

"What?" he shouted.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Your girlfriend, the girl you said you loved more than anyone, just found out she's pregnant and you're just going to walk out?" Peyton vilely shot off at him.

"Peyt, don't lecture me. You have no right!" he spat back at her. Her eyes went wide before her hand shot out and slapped him across the face, not even giving him time to respond before she started shouting at him.

"How dare you Nathan Scott! I have no right? Both of you are my best friends! I have every right! You, however, have no right to treat Brooke that way. In fact, you don't even have a right to be here. Get out!" she yelled at him, shoving him violently out the door and slamming it in his face. She leaned back against the door with her hands over her eyes, trying to fight the tears for Brooke's sake. Brooke needed her support, not her tears.

"Peyton," she heard Tim whisper, his hands resting at her waist.

"Go after him," Peyton told Tim, wiping her eyes before looking up at him.

"Are you sure? I can stay here with you and B. if you want," he suggested, leaning his forehead against hers. She smiled at his sensitive side that not many people saw.

"No, it's okay. Thank you though. I need to be here for Brooke. Nathan needs you now. Take Luke and Skills and go find him. He'll probably be at the Rivercourt," Peyton explained.

"Okay. We'll bring him back. Don't worry," Tim reassured her, turning around to motion Lucas and Skills to the door. They had been standing at the top of the stairs, not too sure what to do. Skills immediately ran down the stairs, mainly just wanting to get away from the girls. He cared for Brooke, but right now, there was nothing he could do for her. He could help Nate though.

Peyton said bye to Tim and Skills and walked slowly back up the stairs, glancing at Lucas waving goodbye to Haley on his way out. She entered her bedroom, almost scared to see what condition Brooke was in. She was lying in the fetal position on the middle of Peyton's bed, tears rolling down her face. Haley was sitting up behind her, running her fingers through Brooke's hair, trying to keep her small baby bump from hitting Brooke's back. Peyton could hear Haley whispering to Brooke, but couldn't make out the words. Peyton slowly made her was onto the bed, lying down in front of Brooke, who had her eyes closed.

Oh B. Davis! Are you okay?" Peyton asked, not sure of what Brooke's answer would be. When Brooke was this upset, she could do one of two things: be very emotional and cry a lot, or get angry and yell a lot.

Brooke opened her eyes to see Peyton lying in front of her with tears of her own. She wasn't too sure what to say. On one hand, she was emotional at the fact that she just learned she was pregnant. But on the other hand, she couldn't believe the way Nathan had acted.

"How could he Peyt? He just walked out! He didn't even ask me how I felt about it! He just left me!" Brooke sobbed. Instinct took over, as well as her need to protect her best friend, and she leaned over and gathered Brooke in a hug.

"I know B. It's going to be okay. Tim, Luke, and Skills went after him. They're going to bring him back so you two can talk!" Peyton explained to Brooke, trying to get her crying to calm down.

"Yeah, Brooke, I'm sure he didn't even mean to walk out. I'm sure he was just shocked and not too sure of what to say. I mean, you remember what Luke did when I told him I was pregnant! He'll come back and make things right with you, you'll see!" Haley said, trying to reassure her.

"Thanks Hales," Brooke whispered.

"And if he doesn't make things right, I'll just slap him again!" Peyton said, trying not to laugh at Brooke's face after she said that.

"You slapped him?" Brooke asked with a slight smile on her face. Haley stifled a laugh at her reaction.

"Hell yes! You hurt my B. Davis; I will beat your ass!" Peyton laughed, relieved to see that Brooke's tears had stopped and she was now giggling along with her and Haley.


At the Rivercourt:

Tim, Lucas, and Skills pulled up to the Rivercourt in Lucas' car too see Nathan standing center court, staring up at the basketball hoop. He had a basketball in his hands, spinning it as he stared at the hoop. As they walked up behind him, Nathan suddenly turned around and threw the basketball as hard as he could. All three guys ducked out of the way quickly so as not to get hit by the ball.

"Sorry," Nathan mumbled as the guys reached him. He ran a hand through his barely there hair, contemplating what to say. He knew he was wrong to leave. But he didn't know what to do at the time. His girlfriend was pregnant. What was he supposed to say?

"Nate, look, Peyton asked us to come after you," Tim told him as Nathan rolled his eyes.

"You mean the Peyton that bitch slapped me and threw me out of her house?" Nathan sneered.

"What did you really expect Nate? You walked out on Brooke!" Lucas said, stepping forward.

"Don't even start Lucas! I don't want to hear your self-righteous talk, or hear you talk about Brooke like you even care what is going on between us! Especially after you knocked up her best friend! So screw you Luke!" Nathan shouted. Lucas was fuming at this point and got up in Nathan's face as he started shouting at him.

"No, screw you Nate! You don't have to remind me that I got Haley pregnant! I'm reminded every time I see her. And yes, I admitted that cheating on Brooke was a mistake. So you can quit throwing that back in my face. You're with Brooke now! Not Haley! So maybe it's time for you to start sticking up for Brooke instead of Haley!" Lucas yelled at him.

Tim and Skills stood a few feet away from them, not knowing what to do.

"Should we stop them?" Tim asked quietly.

"Naw. Let 'em go at it. They need this!" Skills whispered back as Tim chuckled.

"I know I'm with Brooke now! You don't have to remind me of that! Actually, why don't you just deal with your own pregnant girlfriend and leave mine alone!" Nathan spat.

"I'll leave yours alone when you start dealing with it!" Lucas said, pushing Nathan back a little.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Nathan pushed back.

"Someone has to! It's not like you're doing what you should!" Lucas shouted as Nathan took a swing at him. He ducked down and missed Nathan's punch. That's when Tim and Skills rushed forward and got in between the two. Skills held Lucas back while Tim held Nathan back. Unfortunately, when Tim tried to hold Nathan away from Lucas, he also received a punch in the eye.

"Damn it Nathan! Stop!" Tim screamed at him. Nathan had never heard Tim yell at him like that before. Just hearing it made him straighten up and stare at him.

"Look, I know yall have shit between yall. But right now, that's not important! What is important is the fact that your girlfriend, the girl that we have been best friends with since we were little, is probably still crying her eyes out at Peyton's! She's probably freaking out over the fact that she just found out she is pregnant! And you, you're here starting a fight with your brother because you're freaked out too! We get that Nate! But this isn't what you should be doing! You should be at Peyton's house right now trying to calm Brooke down!" Tim shouted at him as Nathan sank to the ground in realization of what Tim was saying. Tim sat down next to him and softened his voice then.

"It's Brooke, man. You know, the girl that used to buy you a card before every basketball game just to say good luck. The girl that boycotted Valentine's Day every year because she never had a boyfriend, even though you still bought a Valentine's card for her. The girl that you just started dating and claim to be insanely in love with!" Tim said quietly, earning a small smile from Nathan with everything he said.

"You're right. I gotta go!" Nathan said hurriedly as he grabbed Tim's keys out of his pocket and ran to the car, Tim on his heels. Lucas and Skills walked slowly to Lucas' car and followed them to Peyton's house.

When Nathan screeched to a stop in front of Peyton's house, he didn't even bother to turn the car off before he was running up the front steps of the house. Tim rolled his eyes and got the keys out of the ignition before following him. Lucas and Skills walked in a few moments later. When they walked through the front door, they saw Nathan running up the stairs to Peyton's room, yelling Brooke's name.

"Brooke! Brooke, where are you?" Nathan shouted, checking her room first. When he saw it was empty, he ran to Peyton's room to see Peyton on the computer, Haley sitting on the bed reading a magazine, and Brooke sleeping next to her. Peyton and Haley looked up as he walked in the room.

"Brooke," he whispered as Peyton stood and walked towards him.

"Nate, don't! She just fell asleep!" she told him as Brooke opened her eyes slowly to see Nathan and Peyton standing by the bed in front of her.

"What's going on?" she asked quietly, sitting up and swinging her legs off the side of the bed.

"B. we need to talk," Nathan told her.

"Okay. Let's go in my room," she mumbled, running a hand through her hair as she stood and went to her room down the hall.


In Peyton's Room:

"Baby, what the hell happened to your eye?" Peyton asked as Tim walked into the room with Lucas and Skills.

"It's nothing babe. Nate and Luke almost got into it and I tried to stop it. I got in the middle of it when Nate was swinging a punch. No big deal!" he explained to her, giving her a quick kiss.

"No big deal? I'm really gonna kick his ass now!" Peyton fumed.

"Really P. Sawyer, Tim's right!" Skills told her, taking a seat on the bed with Haley and Lucas, "We stopped the fight before it started."

"I can't believe you tried to start a fight with Nathan! I told you not to!" Haley scolded Lucas as he kissed her temple before leaning down to whisper, "Hi Baby!" to her stomach and place a kiss there too.

"Okay, that might have been the most adorable thing you've ever done. But the point is, Luke, I told you not to fight with Nathan!" Haley laughed as he sat up straight, ready to defend himself.

"I didn't exactly start a fight. I simply tried to talk some sense into him. Of course, he got pissed and we both started yelling. Next thing I know, him and Tim are sitting on the court talking about Brooke and them growing up together. So Nathan just jumps up and leaves. You should have seen it; Tim barely had time to jump in the car before Nathan took off!" Lucas told everyone, earning laughs around the room.

"You think they'll be okay?" Peyton asked, mainly directing her question at the only other person that knew them the best; Tim.

"I hope so!" he whispered. Before anyone else had a chance to say anything else, they heard yelling coming from Brooke's room.

"Maybe not," Haley mumbled, everyone falling silent, trying to hear what was being said.


In Brooke's Room:

"What do you mean you want to keep it?" Nathan asked surprisingly.

"Exactly what I said, I want to keep the baby!" Brooke shouted at him, starting to pace the floor of her room.

"Brooke, we can't keep this baby. We're still in high school! We have our whole lives ahead of us to have kids. But not now! Not this baby!" Nathan said loudly.

"Not this baby? Why not? Why is it okay to have a baby when we're older but you want to kill this one?" Brooke asked, shocked that he wanted an abortion.

"Brooke, listen, we have too much going on in our lives without a baby to deal with! I have basketball and you have your fashion line to worry about! How are we supposed to accomplish anything with a baby?" Nathan asked her, trying to reason.

"How dare you Nathan Scott!" he heard for the second time that night, "This is our child Nathan! The child we made from the love we share! And you want to tell me to kill it just so you can play basketball and I can design clothes? I can do that with or without a child!" she yelled.

"How Brooke? How are you going to find the time to design anything, find an investor to put up the money for it, start up the business, and franchise it to every major city in the U.S. like you want to if you have a screaming, crying baby constantly attached to your hip? Tell me that!" he shouted back at her.

"Well, I would hope I had my boyfriend and father of that baby to help me! But I guess that's too much to ask!" she sneered.

"Yeah I guess it is! Get rid of it Brooke. I mean it!" he yelled at her, storming out of her room and down the stairs with Brooke on his heels. Everyone else then came out of Peyton's room and walked to the stairs, huddled on the stairway to hear the rest of the fight. By this time, Nathan was standing on the front porch and Brooke was in the doorway.

"I'm not getting rid of it Nathan! This is my child and if you don't want anything to do with that, then fine! We don't want or need you either! I can raise this child on my own with none of your help!" Brooke shouted, slamming the door and turning to see everyone cramped together on the stairs. She sighed, not knowing what to say to anyone. Tim, noticing no one else knew what to say either, decided to take the first step. He squeezed past Peyton and Skills, and wrapped Brooke up in a hug, comforting the girl he always thought of as a sister.

"It's okay B. We'll be here for you either way," he whispered as she started sobbing once again.


Without even realizing it, Nathan had once again ended up at the Rivercourt. Of course, this time he had to walk to get there. He took a seat on the picnic bench, staring out at the water, not knowing what to do or what to think. He had no idea how life got to this point. Okay, well, obviously, he knew how they physically got to this point. But how did it get so messed up? One minute, he was living a great life. He had great friends, was the star basketball player, had the hottest, most popular girlfriend in school, and was just incredibly happy and content with his life. He had the world at his hands.

Now, there were only three things he was absolutely positive of. One, he was sure his friends now hated him for the way he acted. Two, he was beginning to turn into Dan. And three, he was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with the girl he was pretty sure just broke up with him.


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