Inspired by this cap posted in the NP thread on othforums
Summary - Peyton finds an old photograph of when her and Nathan were together and it reawakens a lot of old feelings.
I DON'T WANT TO WAIT
She held the mahogany brown frame with the cracked glass in her hands, staring at the photograph enclosed in it. A single tear drop ran down her cheek as she placed the frame onto her bedside cabinet. Peyton remembered that day well. It had a lot of firsts - and a lot of lasts. The first time she had felt happy since her Mom died, the first time she and Nathan had taken a road trip away together, that night had been the first time they had sex. But it was the last time she was truly happy with Nathan, the last time he had ever looked into her eyes and said he loved her - and meant it. Peyton knew he loved her those months after the trip they had still been together, he just never said it. She wasn't sure when he stopped - when they broke up, or was it only when he fell in love with Haley?
Haley. She snorted at the thought of her. They were good friends now - but back then she really had disliked her. The unpleasant feelings towards her were coming back now; she really did get annoying from time to time. She blamed Nathan for every fault in their marriage. Talk about love, Peyton thought bitterly. 'Naley' had only started out because Nathan was trying to get back at Lucas, so their relationship started out on a lie.
"Hey, Peyton." a male voice said, as the person opened the door and entered Peyton's bedroom. "Sorry, Brooke said you were in here... are you okay?" Nathan Scott asked concerned.
Peyton turned around, wiping a few more stray tears away. "Yeah, I'm... I'm okay."
"What do you have there?" he pointed at the picture frame. "Let's see." Nathan picked it up and looked at it for a few seconds, then smiled sadly. "That was a great day."
She nodded. "Yeah, it was. I was just remembering it - us. We were..."
"... good together." he finished her sentence, still smiling. "I know. That's why I came over here actually, I, em... I found something and it just reminded me of the good times." Nathan pulled something out of his pocket. Peyton gasped as she saw it. She had imagined it was long lost, but he had kept it, the necklace he had given her for her 16th birthday.
"Where did you find it?" she breathed.
"A pair of my old favourite socks, actually. I remembered a put it in there for safe keeping. Well I found the socks and for sentimental sake I put them on, and found it."
"I'd thought it was gone forever. I loved that necklace... I still do." she admitted, looking down at her feet.
"I know you did." he placed it beside onto the cabinet. "I miss you, Peyton."
Now she looked up, confused looking. "I know, I miss you too. We hardly ever hang out anymore..."
"No, Peyton - I mean I miss being with you. Although it's been 6 years... oh god, how do I say this? I'm married with a son! I love Jamie."
"What? Oh, eh, yeah, of course..." Nathan stammered. "No, not exactly... I mean..." he moved closer to his ex-girlfriends shivering body and placed his hands around her waist. "You."
"I love... you." he said quietly, brushing a strand of curly blond hair out of her eyes. Peyton looked even more beautiful than he had remembered. "One day I'll come back to you." he didn't know where those words had come from. Just that they were the truth.
"I don't want to wait for you Nathan!" Peyton sobbed, her knees weakening at his touch.
"Shh." he said. "You won't have to wait for long. Not for long. We made it through six years apart..." he kissed her lightly on the lips and then pulled away from her. "We can survive another little while."
But as Peyton watched him leave the room, heard the front door slam shut, she thought she couldn't wait that long.