the first day
That I saw your smiling face,
Baby I knew that we would be,
Lucas woke up to the feeling of his arm hitting someone next to him in bed. He looked over and smiled at Haley, who was already laying there awake. She looked as though she had been crying, but Lucas didn't know if he wanted to push the issue just yet. "Mornin' beautiful," Lucas said as he planted a kiss on her forehead.
"Hey," she mumbled as she rolled over and faced the other way. She was rather upset in general, not at Lucas, but the way she was acting – Lucas thought differently.
"Hales?" he asked as he rubbed the length of her arm. "What did I do?"
Haley turned at looked at him, "Nothing, Luke," she said as she forced a smile. He smiled back, not noticing that it was a fake. She sat up and yawned with a stretch. "You'd better get home," she said laughing as she looked at the clock. It was already two in the afternoon. "Karen's going to be worried sick."
Lucas glanced at the clock. "Oh shit," he said as he laughed. "Yeah, I better get home." He kissed her cheek. "Bye Hales, I'll call you later?"
"Yeah, sure," she said as she got out of the bed, too. "Dinner, tonight?"
"Yeah, at the café," he said as he grabbed his shoes and headed towards the door. "Seems to me we have a lot to talk about," he said as he walked out the door. "Later Hales," he called from downstairs.
"Bye Luke!" she screamed so he'd hear her. She flopped back down on her bed and covered face with her blankets. "I wish I had gotten drunk enough to not remember a thing," she growled. She forced herself out of her bed, and grabbed a towel. She undressed and wrapped the towel around herself and headed to the bathroom. She turned the shower on as hot as she could stand it and stepped in. As soon as the warmth hit her body, she collapsed in a heap and cried.
'I want Nathan so bad,' she thought to herself through her tears. 'And, I can't have him. Everything he told me last night was crap, he's just trying to get in my pants. Lucas told me so. And… Lucas, man… he'd hate me if I was with Nathan. All our lives we've come to hate him, and now this happens. And Lucas already found out about it. I can't do that to him. He's always been there for me…' Haley kept crying, and kept thinking as she lay in the bottom of her shower stall. Soon she composed herself enough to wash herself, and then get out. She dried off, and went back into her room – and get dried and dressed.
She looked at her cell phone and saw the light blinking. She flipped it open and saw she had a missed call, and a voicemail, both from a number that didn't look familiar to her. She listened to the voicemail. It was Brooke. "Hey Tutor girl, It's Brooke. Yes, Brooke Davis. I'm coming over your house at about three today, so we can have a little chat. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. Okay, see you then!" Brooke had said cheerily on the voicemail. Brooke was always happy, she was known for always having a smile on her face. Even when she was crying, her smile could struggle through the deepest of tears.
"Great," Haley said out loud as she looked at the time. "She'll be here any minute." Haley brushed her hair and headed downstairs, just in time to hear the doorbell ring. She opened it up to see Brooke. "Hey," Haley said. She opened the door wide enough for Brooke to make her way into the house.
"Hey, Tutor Girl," Brooke said with a huge grin. "It seems like the two of us have quite a lot of talking to do," she giggled.
"Oh, is that so?" Haley said, uncaring. Haley began walking into the kitchen, and sat at the island in the center. "Take a seat."
"Well," Brooke started. "Man, oh man… where to even begin," she sighed. "First things first, Nathan and Peyton broke up last night."
Haley raised her eyebrow at Brooke. "Really?" she said, and Brooke obviously noticed the excitement in her voice. Haley just sighed, and regained her composer. "So what?"
Brooke giggled. "Aw, Haley… are you trying to deny what I saw last night?"
"Brooke, what are you talking about?" she said as if she didn't know what Brooke was talking about, but she did. Haley knew exactly what she was talking about, and exactly why Nathan and Peyton had broken up.
Brooke giggled again. "Sweetie I know you weren't drunk enough to not realize you were having an amazing lip locking session with Nathan Scott, and it seems to me…" she started. She shook her head and continued. "That Nathan's half brother, also known as your best friend – Lucas Scott, has a huge problem with that."
Haley blushed. "Lucas thinks I'm going to end up liking Nathan, and getting hurt."
"Well, you already do like Nathan," Brooke said as she patted her hand. "Don't deny it, Brookie knows everything. Nathan already tried to deny that he felt something with that kiss," Brooke laughed. "Don't lie to Brooke, she always knows."
"Nathan didn't feel anything," Haley said flatly.
"Oh, but he did," Brooke admitted. "He's my best friend – he's what Lucas is to you. I can read him like a book, and I saw the way his eyes lit up after you kissed… he never once looked like that with Peyton – or any of the other girls he's been with."
"And… why am I supposed to believe you?" she said uneasily.
"Do you realize how much it pains me to say this about my best friend?" Brooke gawked. "I mean, you're a pretty girl, you're smart, and you're a goody-goody, not Nathan's type at all. This could ruin his reputation – and he knows it, and he still doesn't care."
"I don't believe a word you're saying," Haley said emotionless. She got up and made herself a pot of coffee while Brooke sat their, contemplating her next move.
"Okay, how about this –" Brooke folded her hands on the counter in front of her. "I've had my eye on Lucas since freshmen year, and yeah – we've talked a few times, but I'm close to Nathan – so I wouldn't get the time of day from him."
Haley nodded. "That's true, I suppose. All you little cheerleaders have had your eye on him since god knows when."
"Exactly," Brooke said excited. "But, hey – if you and Nathan become something, I could get something out of it."
"How do you figure?"
"Lucas and Nate are just going to have to accept each other, right? I mean, Lucas being your best friend, and you being in love with Nathan. It just means that whether they like it or not, they're stuck. Lucas won't ever dislike you just because you're with Nathan, but if he dislikes me still for being Nathan's friend – then he's a hypocrite. So basically, it's a win-win situation for all parties involved," Brooke explained.
Haley poured her coffee. "Want any?" she asked Brooke. Brooke shook her head as Haley set the coffee pot down. She took her seat across from Brooke once again. "I guess you're right, but that doesn't mean I want anything to do with Nathan," Haley lied.
"Sweetheart, the bags under your eyes – and the red puffiness, says different," Brooke pointed out. Haley shook her head. "Don't try to deny it, and I do know everything that went on last night. Nathan was distraught after he talked to you at the docks, he just didn't know what to do with himself. All he kept telling me was that he fucked it up before it was even anything. And let me just tell you how, I have a lot of respect for you – you landed Nathan Scott with just one kiss, but don't you dare let him hurt like this, Haley, especially because you know you feel the same way."
Haley looked down into her coffee cup, and then looked at the door. "Look, Brooke… I think you should go now," Haley said. "Not trying to be rude, but I just don't want to hear any of this."
Brooke sighed in frustration, but stood up. She walked over behind Haley and put her arms around her. "Haley, if you stop being so afraid – everything could just work out in your favor. Bye sweetheart, call me if you need me," Brooke called as she left.
As soon as Brooke was in her car, she called Nathan. "Nate, hey babe…!" she squealed as he answered. "I talked to her."
"What'd she say?" Nathan inquired.
"She didn't want to listen to me," Brooke growled. "But don't worry Nathan, I'm sure she'll come around, sweetie."
"But Brooke," Nathan paused. "What if she doesn't?"
"She will," Brooke reassured him. "Trust me. I could see it in her eyes."
"Okay," Nathan mumbled as the two hung up the phone. Nathan paced around his room uneasily. 'What if she wants nothing to do with me?' he thought. He looked up at his mirror and saw all the pictures of Peyton, and he and Peyton as a couple. He ripped them all down, and threw them in the waste basket one by one. "This symbolizes any feeling I had for Peyton," he mumbled as he threw the last one in. He grabbed the trashcan and brought it outside, setting it on the curb. "Goodbye," he said as he smiled and ran, no… skipped happily back into his house.
Nathan picked up his phone, and dialed a number he'd dialed many times already that day, but didn't have enough courage to press the send button, but this time – he sent it. "Hello?" a woman's voice answered.
"Haley," Nathan started.
"Nathan, I thought I told you…" Haley interrupted.
"No, listen, please…" Nathan interrupted her right back. He heard her let out a long sigh. "I can't get you off my mind. There's just something about you…"
"No, there's nothing about me… if you just do something else, I'm sure I'll be the furthest thing from your mind," she said angrily.
"No, Haley… I'm serious. That kiss really meant a lot to me," he admitted. "I'm telling you the truth, and if you can't believe it, then that's on you. You've got all this feeling right in front of you, and you're too scared or stubborn, to let down the wall you've built up. I don't know if its because of Lucas, or if it's because of my past, but you just need to take a chance on me."
"No, Nathan. You have Peyton, you're just fine without me. I can just be your tutor, maybe even your friend, and that's it," she growled.
"Me and Peyton broke up," he said with a sigh. Haley could hear the happiness in his voice as he said it, but she shrugged it off.
"Peyton and I," she corrected him, being the good tutor that she is.
"Oh, you broke up with her, too?" he retorted with a smirk on his face.
"Shut up, Nate," she said laughing. "Look, I have to go to dinner with Lucas now, I'm already late because of you," she sighed. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, okay?"
"Can we finish this talk tomorrow?" he asked.
"Maybe we can, maybe we can't. How about…" she started, and then thought a moment. "Everything in tutoring you get right – you get to ask me a question, deal?"
"Deal," he agreed. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, beautiful."
Haley's face lit up with a smile and she blushed. "Bye, Nathan." She said hanging up her phone. At that very moment she heard a car horn beeping outside her house. "I'll be right there, Luke!" she called out the window. He honked again to let her know he heard her, and she headed out of her house.
She hopped in the car, Lucas looked at her oddly. "Smiling? Already?" He laughed. "Talk to Lover Boy today, huh?" Haley cringed. She hadn't wanted to discuss Nathan with Lucas yet, no, definitely not yet. Probably not ever, but he'd brought it up. She knew he was talking about Nathan and from the look in his eyes – he knew she didn't want to talk about it, but he did. "I take that as a yes."
"Yeah," she whispered as she looked out the car window. She felt the breeze coming in through the open sunroof. She threw her head back and let the wind blow through her hair.
"We're going to have to talk about it sometime," Lucas admitted without taking his eyes off the road. He patted Haley's leg comfortingly. "Better now then later, right?"
"No," Haley said flatly. "There's nothing to talk about. We kissed no big deal. End of story."
"That's not what it looked like to me," he mumbled.
"Cut the shit, Lucas. Everyone's been saying that to me. You, Karen said something like that, Brooke said it," she started.
"Brooke?" he asked interestingly, and looked right at her. She turned and faced him. He looked back at the road.
"Yeah, Brooke," she said. "She came over today, to talk to me about Nathan. About how she knows Nathan best and she saw something when he kissed me that she's never seen before."
"Is that so?" Lucas asked.
"Apparently it is," she said as Lucas pulled up in front of the café. "Speaking of Brooke," she grumbled. Brooke was sitting just inside the café. She hadn't noticed Haley and Lucas, but Lucas and Haley both noticed Brooke.
"Interesting," he said slyly with a laugh. "Let's eat with her," he said grabbing her hand and pulling her inside. He pulled her into the booth Brooke sat at. Brooke stared at them. "Hey Brooke," Lucas said smiling. "Mind if we join you?"
"I do believe it's a little late for that question – but no," she said leaning across the table towards Lucas. "I don't mind."
"Well, I do," Haley growled.
"Too bad," Lucas said, pinching her under the table.
"OUCH," she growled again. Brooke looked at her strangely, but Haley just smiled fakely at her.
"Anyway, Lucas – what's up?" Brooke asked him.
"Oh nothing, Haley here and I were just discussing Nathan," he said a little bit perturbed.
"Oh, really? And what did Miss Haley James have to say about Nathan?" she inquired.
"Nothing, just that everyone thinks there's something between them – except Haley. She thinks differently," he told her.
Haley sat there wide-eyed, looking at the two. "Okay, talk about me as if I'm not here," she growled. She stood up. "I'll make it easier on you two," she said as she exited the café and walked home.
When she arrived at her house, she got into her pajamas, and tucked herself into her bed. She hadn't been tired at the café, but now that she was in her bed she was exhausted. Her breaths started to slow, and soon she drifted off to sleep.