A/N: I'm back! This chapter is a bit shorter than most but I am in the middle of exams, which I finish this Thursday (Thank goodness!) and I am going to try to update one more time before I go on holidays for the next two and a half weeks, since it's not guaranteed that I will have connection to wifi to upload chapters over that time. But I will definitely keep writing this story while I'm on holidays so I can upload it when I get back :)
PS: I don't know what happened last night when I updated, but it posted Ch 21 again. Sorry everyone, here is the right chapter!
Enjoy!
*June 30th, 2012*
Brooke let out an annoyed breath as she turned over in her bed once more, staring at the clock on the bedside table. It was 3:00am. She hadn't been able to sleep since returning to Tree Hill, her bed felt lonely.
And it was. She missed Julian. She missed having his warm body next to hers, holding her close and making her feel safer than she had ever been before in her life. She couldn't wait for his movie to be done, and for him to be home.
'4 more months. You can do this.' she thought. The movie schedule had been moved up by a month, meaning Julian would be home well in time for Christmas, something Brooke had been worried about for the last five weeks since they'd said goodbye in the Tree Hill airport.
Brooke pulled the blanket tighter around her, trying to recreate the warmth that Julian had provided. But it was no use. She tossed the blankets off her with a frustrated grunt and got up, walking into her office.
If she couldn't sleep, she would sketch. This had become her routine since she came back from her trip to New Zealand three days ago. She was originally supposed to stay for three weeks, but that had been cut short when Victoria demanded she come to the New York office due to an 'emergency'.
Brooke put the lamp on that sat above her desk, pulling out the sketch she had been working on for the past few weeks. She smiled when she saw it; this was her masterpiece, the most important design she would ever work on.
She let her work consumer her, the incessant buzzing of her phone being drowned out for the half-an-hour she spent drawing the design. She took a break when her phone could no longer be ignored, looking at the thousands of twitter and instagram notifications she had. This was nothing new; people loved her designs, her life, and her relationship with Julian. They were always following every aspect of her life. But the comments that were coming up peaked her curiosity.
" BDavis You're better off without him."
" JulianBaker should be ashamed of himself, and Alex_Dupre1. BDavis is an amazing girl."
"#TeamBrooke. BDavis, stay strong."
She frowned as she saw comment after comment flood her lock screen. She clicked on the notification, her eyes widening as she saw the photos she had been tagged in by a gossip tabloid.
Brooke Davis and Julian Baker split? Baker, 25, was seen around town with Alex Dupre, 21, the lead for his new movie which is being filmed in New Zealand. Davis, 23 was seen visiting her boyfriend two weeks ago. But was a suspected romantic reunion, really a break-up trip?
Brooke rolled her eyes when she read the caption, flicking through the photos that had been taken of Julian and Alex; they were walking around the local park, laughing and feeding the ducks. Alex's hand rested on his chest in a few of the photos, and Brooke understood why people would misread the situation. She'd be lying if she said she didn't feel a little doubt looking at those photos.
She shut the app, opening up her phone app and selecting the first contact in her favourites. She waited patiently as the phone rang. Once, twice-
"Julian's phone." Alex's perky voice came through "...Hello? Is someone there?"
"Where's Julian?" Brooke shot out.
"Oh, hey Brooke! He's just at the bar, Julian wanted to treat the cast and crew for all their hard work so far."
Brooke smiled at that. Julian always was the sweetest man, she had no reason to doubt him. "Did you want me to let him know you called?"
"It's fine actually, could you just tell him to ignore the comments he's being tagged in on social media? There's some stupid gossip tabloids trying to start some shit."
"Oh I saw that. I already spoke to Julian about it, don't worry. I'll let him know." Alex said.
Brooke forced a smile, her hand clenching the phone tighter "Great. Thanks Alex." She said stiffly.
"No worries Brooke, have a good night!" Alex exclaimed.
"No wait, I want to talk to-" Brooke yelled before the line disconnected "Julian."
She sighed defeatedly, hanging up her phone and looking down at the sketch. She shook her head, throwing it on the floor before heading into her kitchen to the wet bar. If drawing wasn't going to help her, alcohol sure as hell would.
*July 1st, 2012*
Peyton stood in front of the mirror, her hands over the large bump under her shirt. She smiled as her hands ran up and down her belly. Lucas came into view in the reflection, leaning against the door frame with a smirk.
"Well that sure was fast." Lucas chuckled.
Peyton rolled her eyes, pushing the semi-deflated basketball out from under her shirt before sitting back down on the bed "I'm going stir-crazy Lucas."
It had been a little over a week since Peyton moved back home. Things were still a little tense between the two but they were working their hardest to communicate better, and make sure that they were constantly checking in with one another.
Lucas smiled sympathetically, walking over and sitting next to his wife, pressing a kiss to the top of her head "Babe, the doctor put you on strict bed rest for a reason. Your blood pressure was way too high, and if you keep up the pace you were at work before then you're just going to make things worse for you and the baby."
"But I'm going out of my mind Luke! I counted how many rotations our ceiling fan does per minute. I read the June issue of magazine cover to cover sixteen times! And now you're going to New York to spend all your time with Lindsay-"
Lucas groaned at Peyton's tone "Peyt, I told you it's for work. Nothing's going to happen."
"I know … I just don't like the idea of the two of you alone in her office for long hours at a time. At least when I was working I could distract myself, but now my mind is just going crazy with all these little things that might happen while you're there." Peyton said softly.
"Don't you trust me?"
"I don't trust her. She wants you, and she doesn't give a damn that you're already married, or that we're starting a family together. She wants what she wants and that's all she cares about." Peyton says.
Lucas feels a little hurt by her response, knowing she still doesn't completely trust him. But he deserves it. He knows he has to earn back her trust, and going to New York for the weekend was a big step; it showed that she believed in him, and knew he wouldn't do anything with Lindsay, and that he wouldn't let her do anything either.
"How about I get Jake to drop off some demo's for you to listen to? I'll set the CD player up next to the bed so you don't have to move much, and when Brooke and Haley come over tonight you guys can go for a walk around the block? The doctor said you could do that much." Lucas offers.
Peyton's face lit up with a smile "That would be amazing. I can't spend the whole weekend cooped up in here with nothing to do. There's nothing fun to do in this house. No offense."
"None taken." Lucas laughed "Mum never really kept any board games and stuff around here, it's all in the cafe. But I'll get Brooke and Haley to bring over some movies and books too."
"You're the best." Peyton leaned in to kiss Lucas.
"Anything for my two favourite girls." Lucas mumbled against her lips "Are you sure you're okay with me going to New York? I can reschedule, or conference-"
"You have to go. You haven't been to the publisher's office in weeks, and it's not just … her, that wants to talk to you. Your bosses want to talk about your tour dates and schedules, it's an important meeting. I'll be fine here." Peyton said, her voice not completely convincing him.
"Call me if you need anything, okay? I'll be on the next flight out."
"I will, I promise." Peyton hugs her husband to her "I love you."
Lucas smiles as his head rests in the crook of her neck, his hand reaching down to rest on her 9-week bump "I love you too Peyton, both of you."
*July 2nd, 2012*
"Are you sure you can't come earlier?" Nathan asked as Haley rushed around the room, getting ready for the day.
"Babe, you know I can't. I promised Luke we'd spend the weekend with Peyton while he's in New York. He's so anxious about being away from her while she's still sick, the doctors haven't cleared her yet so he needs us there to make sure she doesn't exert herself."
"I know." Nathan sighs "I just wish you were here, I hate being away from you."
"I don't like it either Nate, but I promise I'll be there for your final game. I got my leave approved and everything! I've never been to an NBA game before, I can't wait!" Haley says excitedly as she walks into her closet to grab her clothes for work.
The NBA finals were supposed to be on June 19th, however a point-shaving scandal with one of the final teams meant that the finals were postponed until the issue was investigated. Luckily, the team was cleared of the allegations and the finals game was scheduled for July 4th.
"I'm excited for you to be there, I don't think you've been to one of my games since high school." Nathan chuckles "I got you in the box seats so you have a little privacy, the courtside seats get a bit rough sometimes."
"Aww, you always take such good care of me baby." Haley says sweetly, Nathan rolling his eyes at her.
"How's Peyton doing, is she taking care of my little nephew?" Nathan asks.
"It could be a girl!" Haley's muffled voice yells as she pulls off her pyjama shirt "I think she's a bit sick of being on bed rest, but she's doing the best she can."
"Uh, yeah, that's great." Nathan says, swallowing hard as Haley stands in just her bra, panties and heels.
"I'm a bit worried about Brooke though, things with Julian seem to be okay but I think the tabloids are really getting to her. I don't know that she's coping as well as she says she is."
"Uh huh." Nathan mumbled, causing Haley to look back at the computer.
"Nathan, are you even listening to me?" She scoffs.
Nathan shakes his head, cheeks reddening "I'm really trying babe, but you're going to need to put some clothes on before that can happen."
Haley looked down at her attire, her face flushing the same colour as Nathan's "Oh, sorry. Give me one second."
She moved behind the computer screen, grabbing her work skirt and blouse before heading into the bathroom to change and brush her teeth. When she returned, both Nathan and Clay - his agent - were on the screen.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Clay said, nudging Nathan's shoulder with his "Look like you two have been caught."
Haley raised her eyebrow at the other man "We weren't doing anything to be caught, Clay."
"Speak for yourself. BoyToy here was stripping down for you in a real hurry." Clay chuckles.
Nathan folds his arms over his bare chest "I wasn't stripping for her … At least not any more."
"I would be too if my girlfriend was walking around in her lingerie."
"Nathan!" Haley yells, glaring at her boyfriend.
"He came in just before you went to change Hales." Nathan says by way of explanation.
Haley rolls her eyes, grabbing her cardigan and purse from the reading chair near her window "I have to go, you boys behave."
"You're leaving?" Nathan whines.
"I'll see you soon baby, I promise." Haley says, blowing him a kiss "I love you."
Nathan smiles "I love you too Hales."
"And I love you too, Hales!" Clay yells.
"Goodbye, Clayton." Haley laughs, before ending the call.
Julian walks into his hotel room, the pitch darkness making it hard for him to locate the light switch. It's almost 3:00am, and he was absolutely exhausted. Alex had insisted they go out to a new club that had opened, to 'celebrate the movie's progress'.
He found the lights, groaning as the brightness filled the room. He kicked off his shoes and walked to his bed, pulling off his jeans and button-up as he went before flopping down onto this bed. He was exhausted.
His phone ringing in his pocket woke him up again and he reached down to pick up his jeans from the floor, pulling his phone out, frowning when he sees the unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Julian Baker? This is Zoey Goodman with the LA 'Zine. We wanted to get a statement from you regarding your outing tonight with Alex-"
Julian pressed the 'end call' button, not wanting to deal with this again. The tabloids had been calling him for the past few days, wanting the 'inside scoop' on his relationship with Alex and his breakup with Brooke. He had been waiting for Brooke to call him, but she hadn't called, texted or posted anything through her social media accounts. He was beginning to wonder if she believed the rumours that were being spread about him and Alex.
He checks his phone app, frowning when he sees a call from Brooke on Saturday at 7:00pm NZ time, 4:00am in North Carolina. Why was she up so early? And why had she called him? And who the hell answered the call?
He clicked her contact number, waiting as the phone rang.
"Hey." Brooke said softly "This is a surprise."
"You called me on Saturday?" Julian says getting straight to the point.
"Uh, yeah. There was some gossip sites saying some stuff, I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Brooke says "Alex said she spoke to you about it though, so I guess you're all good, considering you didn't call back."
He can hear the sadness in her voice and his heart aches "It wasn't like that Brooke, I didn't know you called. Alex must have forgotten to let me know."
"Oh yeah, I'm sure." She muttered sarcastically.
"Sweetheart ... I thought we were over this." Julian sighs.
"Well when my boyfriend is roaming around the country hand-in-hand with a woman that isn't me, you can see why it would be cause for concern." Brooke snaps.
"It didn't mean anything. She was excited about something we saw, and she grabbed my hand to drag me along. It was innocent, I swear."
"I know." Brooke replies "I just- She likes you Julian. And I don't like the way she is with you."
"Brooke, you have nothing to worry about. I love you. I don't want Alex, or anyone else. I need you to trust me, please." Julian pleads.
"I'm trying Julian. You know that's hard for me." Brooke whispers.
"I know you are. And I know it takes a lot for you to trust people, and you know how much I love that you trust in me. I just need you to have a little more faith in me, in us."
"I will." Brooke says, her voice not sounding as confident enough to ease Julian "It's late, you need your rest. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"I love you Brooke." Julian smiles tiredly.
"... You too Julian. Goodnight." Brooke says before quickly hanging up.
Julian groans when she abruptly hangs up on him. He knows he hasn't done much to alleviate her worries, and he curses the people in her life that have made her so uneasy to trust in the strength of her relationship, and the love her partner has for her. He lays back in bed, staring at the ceiling as he thinks about the amazing time they had together just a few weeks ago.
"We stopped taking time for each other Julian, we stopped appreciating each other. We were trying to jump into marriage but I don't think either of us were ready ... We need to try to be there for one another. We can't keep letting the important things get swept under the rug like we have been."
Julian's eyes light up as an idea hits him, opening his phone and looking through his apps until he finds what he needs. He smiles brightly as he saves everything he needed and opens up his notes app.
'Thank goodness tomorrow is Wednesday.' He thinks as he beings typing.
Lucas sits outside Lindsey's office, his knee bouncing frantically. He's nervous. He hasn't seen or spoken to her for over two weeks now. She was getting frustrated with him, but he couldn't deal with her at the time. His wife and daughter were his top priority, and he still felt some blame over what had happened to them both. He was mad at Lindsey for getting Peyton so worked up in her condition, and he was mad at himself for not making sure that Lindsey would leave them alone.
The door opened and Lindsey smiled brightly as she saw him "Lucas, how nice to see you. Come in."
Lucas gave a tight smile as he walked past her assistant and into her office. The minute the door closed she turned around to face him.
"What the hell Luke!? You haven't answered any of my calls or texts in weeks. I've been worried." Lindsey said, walking towards him.
Lucas stepped back, distancing himself as much as he could "Maybe that's because you showed up unannounced at my house and caused my wife so much distress that she and my unborn child wound up in the hospital for three days." He snarked.
"What? Is she okay?" Lindsey asked, faux-concern dripping from her voice.
"I'm not here to discuss Peyton. I'm here to discuss my book, and then I'm going home to my family." He said sitting down at the desk and waiting for Lindsey to sit across from him on the other side.
"Lucas, come on, you can talk to me." Lindsey said standing next to the chair "I've always been here for you."
"You think I want anything to do with you after the things you said to my wife? The only reason I'm even here is because she convinced me it was the right thing to do for my career. So, you and I are going to sit here and discuss your comments on the chapter, or I am more than happy to ask your bosses to find me another editor. Or I could just switch publishing houses altogether."
"Luke … Don't do this. You don't know what you're saying." Lindsey said nervously.
"I know exactly what I'm doing. So either start acting like a professional or I will find somebody else."
Lindsey sat down in her chair, watching as Lucas checked his phone when it buzzed. She could tell from the look on his face that it was Peyton, probably sending him some mushy pathetic text message about her and their baby.
'You don't see how wrong she is for you Luke.' she thinks.
She can tell that he's different today, and knows she shouldn't push her luck. She reaches into her drawer and gets out her notes on his three latest chapters while she waits for him to look back up.
"You ready?" He asks.
Lindsey nods "I'm sorry Luke. You're right, I need to focus on being a good editor for your book, and keep my personal feelings out of it. I would really appreciate you giving me another chance, I can't afford to lose you from my line-up, my other authors aren't doing too well. My job is kind of dependant on you." She says, hoping she can guilt him into staying.
"Good." Lucas nods "I'm willing to make this work, so long as you respect my wife and our relationship. Understood?"
"You got it." Lindsey smiles, opening up her notes to show Lucas.
'We've got time Lucas. I'll wait as long as I have to for you.'
"I come bearing gifts!" Haley exclaims as she walks through the front door of Lucas' family house, startling Peyton and Brooke in the process.
"Remind me to take that spare key off you, you move surprisingly quiet for a clutz." Peyton says as she and Brooke sit on the couch.
"Hey! I resent that." Haley says plopping down next to them and taking out the three containers of ice cream she'd brought with her, handing the girls each a spoon.
Brooke eyed her skeptically "Do we really each need our own ice cream tub tutorgirl? We're not that gluttonous."
"Speak for yourself. This baby is milking me for everything I'm worth." Peyton said as she began digging in to the chocolate brownie ice cream.
Brooke shrugged and opened her salted caramel flavour, Haley already digging into her mint chocolate chip "So, how's things going with Nathan."
Haley smiled "Pretty well actually. He's basically moved into my place, which I somehow only noticed today? I was looking for my black lace top and all my drawers were filled with a mix of both our stuff. I guess I didn't realise how much things were changing between us so quickly."
"Is that a bad thing?" Peyton asks.
"Not at all. I love how things are, I'm just kind of scared the other shoe is going to drop." Haley says nervously.
"Hales, no offense, but I think the shoe already dropped back when you and Nathan found out about your whole kids situation. You pushed through, and you guys are stronger than ever. Enjoy this time, don't keep looking for reasons for this relationship not to work. You both love each other too much for anything to get in the way." Brooke says bluntly.
"You're right. I know I'm being silly, there's just this part of me there's always expecting something to go wrong. But maybe for once, things are actually going well because I'm with the right person." Haley smiles "Anyways, how did your talk with Julian go?"
"I don't know." Brooke sighs "He told me it was all just a misunderstanding, and I want to believe him, but it's hard."
"Brooke, you've got to stop letting the past define your present." Peyton says "And I know that's ironic considering I'm part of the reason your past is affecting your current relationship, but if you can forgive me and Lucas for what we did, then surely you can have enough trust in Julian to know he's not going to do the same thing."
"I do trust him Peyt, it's Alex that's rubbing me the wrong way." Brooke grumbles.
"Julian won't let anything happen with Alex. He loves you way too much to risk jeopardizing what you two have." Haley adds.
Brooke groans, her head falling back "Why is love so damn hard? I just want to be married and not have to worry about this insecure, jealous bullshit anymore."
"Oh believe me, insecurities and jealousy don't get any easier with a ring on your finger." Peyton says over the ice cream in her mouth "Lucas is in New York with Lindsey and I'm over here giving myself a brain freeze to distract from my wayward thoughts about the two of them."
"I thought you guys talked this out? Lucas said you two had figured everything out." Brooke questions.
"We have, for the most part. He knows how I feel about Lindsey, it's just my own insecurities getting in the way. He confided in her during the hardest times in our marriage, she's become his confidant and he trusts her. Lucas always sees the best in people, and I just don't want her taking advantage of that."
"... Well, aren't we a fine mess ladies?" Haley laughs bitterly "I think our 'girls night in' are starting to become relationship counselling."
"Well, I'd rather go through all this bullshit with you guys than anyone else." Brooke said raising her tub to 'cheers' against the other two, the girls all giggling at their silliness.
Brooke, Peyton and Haley's phones all chimed simultaneously; their notifications for instagram popping up.
"You guys have Julian's post notifications on?" Brooke gave them a weird look.
"I have them on for all five of you." Haley said, Peyton nodding in agreement.
Brooke opened her Instagram app, tapping the notification alerting her that Julian had tagged her in a photo. The post loaded and her smile grew as she saw the photos he had selected; their first date, Brooke meeting his parents, their first Christmas together, as well a few from their trip to New Zealand, Los Angeles and his first time with her friends in North Carolina.
The first photo was her favourite. It was the two of them cuddled in bed; Brooke still fast asleep with Julian smiling down at her, her head resting in the crook of his arm which wrapped around her shoulder. The morning sunlight was breaking through the curtains in their bedroom, and it added a warm glow to the scene.
"Oh my…" She whispered, her heart warming at her boyfriend's unexpected post.
"Brooke, have you read the caption?" Haley said shocked.
Brooke scrolled down, seeing the three full paragraphs he had written underneath the photos.
My #WCW, everyday.
Brooke. My partner, my best friend, the love of my life.
I love waking up to you every morning, and the way my heart feels everytime I look down at you and it hits me that yours is the face I get to wake up to every morning for the rest of my life.
I have loved you since the day I met you, doing that ridiculous dance from 'the Breakfast Club'. The priss to my stoner.
Brooke, before I met you I thought my world had everything I needed to be happy, I had nothing else to compare it to. Then you walked into my life and everything changed. I realized how empty my world was without you in it, and my old life was no longer capable of making me happy.
Not without you.
I love everything about you, Brooke.
I love the way you challenge me like no one ever has.
I love the way you look at me like no one ever has.
And I love the way you love me like no one ever has, and like no one else ever will.
I can't imagine spending my life without you, and I cannot wait for the day we say "I do" so that I'll never have to live without you again.
I can't wait to come home to you.
All my love,
Julian x
Brooke had given up on holding in her tears, not able to contain her emotions at this point. He had made a grand declaration, a proof of his love for her. He had gone above and beyond for her, like no man ever had. He had stopped and taken the time to appreciate her, just like they had promised.
A notification popped up at the top of her screen and she smiled when she saw Julian's name.
I hope you liked your surprise. I love you
J x
Brooke opened her messages and quickly typed a response.
It was above and beyond all possible expectations. Good luck with your wedding vows now…
I love you too. More than words will every truly explain.
Brooke xo
"See? I told you he was one of the good ones." Peyton said wrapping her arm around her best friend, Haley reaching over to wipe Brooke's tears.
Brooke smiles wider, her nerves easing. Julian knew just how she was feeling, and he knew just how to make her feel better without even being in the same country. He showed his love for her once more, and it was what Brooke needed to realise that she had to trust him completely, or this would never work.
"One day, I'm going to marry that man." Brooke says, her voice still choked up from the happy cries she was holding in.
*July 4th, 2012*
Haley sat on the edge of her seat, her hands covering her mouth as she watched the game. The LA Lakers were up against the Boston Celtics, with 1 minute left to go in the fourth quarter, the Celtics leading by one point.
Nathan had been on fire the entire game. He had the best stats of all the games he had played this season, and Haley felt honoured to be sitting in the booth watching him play the game he loved more than anything in the world.
She was dressed in black jeans and a Lakers jersey with Nathan's name and number on the back, much to her boyfriend's delight. "That name looks sexy on you Haley James."
It had been an innocent, teasing comment made as they left the house earlier that evening, but Haley still had butterflies in her stomach since he had said it. The thought of one day becoming Nathan's wife made her happier than she thought it would.
The Lakers coach had called a time-out, which was almost over, and Haley watched in anticipation as the game started back up, Nathan getting into position across from his opponent.
The last minute flew by. Nathan was double-guarded at the top of the ring with twenty seconds remaining. He passed to his teammate on the right, running backwards before circling around his player and calling for the ball.
Haley watched as the ball flew into the air, Nathan catching it seamlessly in the air as he charged towards the hoop. Ten seconds.
Nathan flew down the court, his defender not able to keep up after Nathan's surprise move. Five seconds.
The crowd began chanting his name, and Haley stood in excitement as she watched Nathan run into the circle, a few feet from the hoop.
Three.
Nathan felt his body surge with adrenaline, the need to win this game for his teammates overpowering any other feeling in his body.
Two.
He dribbled the ball, once, twice, before jumping up and slamming the ball into the hoop.
Haley chanted his name along with the crowd, jumping up and down as she yelled words of encouragement to Nathan as he jumped up to score the final point.
One.
The sound of the buzzer was an instant relief, but what happened next no one saw coming. The player charged into his side, a last-second attempt to prevent Nathan from scoring. His body collided with Nathan's, the two men falling to the floor.
All that could be heard was Nathan's pained scream as he hit the hardwood floors, knee first.
Haley watched in shock as he lay on his side, clutching his leg in pain as his teammates surrounded him.
She jumped out of her seat, rushing through the crowd as quickly as she could. Security stopped her as she tried to get into the courtside seating area, but she quickly flashed them her access pass and pushed through. She rushed out onto the floor, squeezing between the broad-built players that formed a barricade between her and her boyfriend.
"Nathan!" She screamed as she pushed through, panic setting in.
"Hales." His voice was soft and fragile, and Haley's heart sank further.
She dropped down to his side, holding his hand as his scared eyes met hers "Haley, it hurts. It hurts so fucking bad."
"I know baby, it's okay. We're going to get you some help." She whispered, their faces a few milimetres apart as he closed his eyes, squeezing her hand tighter.
The medic arrives a few moments later. He remove Nathan's hands from his knee, Haley holding back the cry that threatens to fall when she sees his swollen knee, dislodged and quickly turning a shade of purple that makes her feel ill.
"We need to get him to the hospital. Now." The medic urges.
"I can't lose it Hales, I can't lose the game." He says softly, frightened.
"I know Nathan. It's going to be okay." She says as they move him onto a stretcher, his hand not letting go of hers the entire time.
Haley walked beside Nathan as they led him out of the arena, thousands of fans watching, fear on their faces for the future of their team, and Nathan's career.
And just like that, the other shoe had dropped.
A/N: Sorry if this chapter seems like a bit of a mess, but I wanted to get it out to you ASAP. It's almost midnight and I have an exam to study for but instead I'm here writing this for you, I hope it was worth it!
Please leave a review and let me know what you thought x
- Maddie :)