AN: Here is the third installment in the series. It is once again, Nathan and Haley in everyday situations. I would also like to say sorry for not updating this is a while but good news for you all…I have already started writing the next installment. A lot of the next one is done too. Anyways, you all know the drill; the Nathan and Haley in this installment are not the Nathan and Haley from the previous two. I hope you all like this installment. Read, Review, Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill.
Cable Guy
You Can Turn me on Anyway you Like.
"Hales, your TV went all snowy again. It's like watching a damn blizzard!" Brooke Davis yelled, her voice reverberating throughout the small, one bedroom apartment. From her place on the sofa, she turned to try and catch a glimpse into the kitchen and gain her friends attention.
There was a pause for a moment before Haley answered. "Brooke, are you sure you just didn't sit on the remote control? You do remember what happened last time, don't you?" Haley James walked through the yellow painted doorway from the kitchen and into the living room where her best friend sat. She had a large bowl of popcorn in one hand and two bottled waters in the other. She walked further into
the room and set the water and popcorn on the worn coffee table in front of her before sitting down on the hand-me-down couch next to Brooke.
"Yes I remember what happened Hales. Besides from the imprint of a remote control on my ass-"
"Which serves you right for walking around my apartment in a thong. But continue Brooke." Haley flashed Brooke a cheeky grin before reaching into the popcorn bowl in front of her.
In return, Brooke mock-glared at Haley and was met with a still smiling Haley. "As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted Hales. Not only did I have an imprint of a remote control on my ass, I also ended up switching the TV mode. And before you ask, Haley," Brooke pushed out when she saw Haley beginning to talk, "I did not sit on the remote. I don't even have the remote. It's over on top of the TV and I was too lazy to get up and get it."
Haley looked over at the TV and sure enough, the remote control sat perched atop the TV, and through the static on the screen Haley could see a documentary on Bumblebees flashing across the screen. For a moment Haley thought to question Brooke about the program on TV but decided not to, figuring it was a Brooke Thing."Well, maybe it's just the station. I'm sure it isn't a serious problem." Haley stood up from the couch and walked the short distance to the television.
"Hales, I hate to burst your bubble but I don't think that the TV is going to be fixed tonight. You're probably going to have to call in someone to fix it." Brooke lounged back against the throw pillows on the couch, popcorn bowl resting on her stomach, occasionally picking pieces of popcorn from the bowl, throwing them in the air and attempting to catch them in her mouth.
Haley looked back towards Brooke and laughed when she saw the popcorn on the floor around her best friend. Ever since Haley had known her, Brooke had never been good at that game. Before turning back to the TV she let out a frustrated sigh, knowing she would have to vacuum up the popcorn later. "I hate to admit it Brooke, but I think you might be right. This sucks, Brooke. Where am I going to get the money to pay for this?"
Haley gave up trying to fix her television and flopped down next to Brooke on the couch. It was silent in the small apartment before Brooke broke the silence.
"Well look on the bright side. You might get a hot cable guy to come fix the TV and I'm sure you could work out a deal for payments. And if not I'm sure I could work something out with him," Brooke said with a wink.
It took Haley a second to catch on to the meaning but once she did, she nudged Brooke with her elbow. "Stop being such a perv Brooke. Besides, things like that only happen on television…which I currently do not have. Go figure."
Nathan Scott sat outside the white apartment building in his company truck, reading over the latest report for the electronic he was called in to fix. He stared at the slightly crumpled paper trying to get a head start on what he was going to do to fix this TV. The report didn't say much and he realized that this might be more time consuming than he thought it would be. He glanced over the report one last time before taking the keys out of the ignition and slipping them back into the pocket of his worn jeans.
Nathan got out of the white cable truck, squinting at the brightness of the sun. Averting his eyes downward he watched his scuffed brown work boots glide across the concrete. When he reached the back of his truck he took the keys from his pocket to unlock the side panel on the truck. Inside was his toolbox containing spare wire, wire clippers, a cable connector and as insisted by his boss, the newest flyers about their cable packages. He carefully lifted the red, metal box out of the truck and slammed the panel shut using the end of the box.
As Nathan walked towards the apartment building he pictured the report he had looked at earlier and remembered that he was going up to apartment 213. When he reached the small lobby he looked around for the elevator and noticed it sitting off near the back of the room. He quickly crossed the white tile floor and gave a quick nod to a passing resident. He pressed the 'up' button on the elevator and watched the numbers above the doors light up for each floor it stopped at. When the doors opened he stepped aside to let the people inside the elevator out.
Just as Nathan was going into the elevator he heard a voice calling out behind him and when he turned he saw that it was the girl who had just stepped off of the elevator.
"I don't mean to sound nosy or anything but are you here to fix the cable?" Brooke bit back a smile. She was absolutely certain that he was here to fix Haley's cable. Was she right or what? She knew Haley was going to have a hot cable guy.
"Uh, yeah. Apartment 213. Is that your apartment?" He watched the girl in front of him, clearly puzzled. If she knew he was here to fix the cable, wouldn't that mean that she was the one who had called?
"No, it's my best friends' apartment. I was there when she called your company. Her apartment is the one all the way at the end of the hallway before you turn left. It's pretty easy to find."
"Thank you. I better go and fix the cable. Have a nice day.."
"Brooke. Brooke Davis and you are…"
"Nathan Scott." He remembered the manners his mother had taught him and he reached out to shake her hand.
"Nathan Scott the Cable Guy. Well, I am going to let you get going. Have fun… fixing the cable." Brooke gave him a smile and a wave before turning on her high heeled boot and walking across the tile floor of the lobby. She shook her head with a small smile. Haley was going to have fun with this one.
Nathan turned around to face the elevator, catching it just in time to get in before it closed and he had to wait for it again. The inside of the elevator looked like a smaller version of the lobby, complete with the same tile on the floor and glass covered walls. The panel on the front of the elevator was unlit, waiting for him to push the button for the floor he needed to go to. Nathan reached out and pressed the number '2', the button now glowing a light orange.
The ride up to the second floor did not take long, and within the minute he was stepping off the elevator onto a grey, carpeted floor. He looked down to the end of the hallway and saw the hallway continue around a corner. Assuming the girl he met before, Brooke, was right, he should be going to that last apartment on this part of the hallway. Nathan took the short walk down to the end of the hallway and stood before the wooden door marked with a gold '213'. He raised his fist slightly, and knocked lightly on the door, stepping back afterwards so he would not get hit by the swinging door.
From inside the apartment, Haley heard the knock on he door and was about to sit down her coffee cup but decided against it and took it with her when she went to open the door. She was sure that it was the cable guy but just to be on the safe side, she stood on her tippy-toes and looked out of the eyehole in the center of the door. When she looked out she saw the man holding a red toolbox and assumed that it was the cable guy.
Haley opened the door and stepped to the side to let the man inside. She hadn't realized how tall he was while he was standing outside her door and just to get a clear look at him she had to tilt her head back. As she tilted back she could see the mans features more clearly. The eyehole in the door had distorted the mans features and now Haley could see just how attractive the man was. His dark brown hair was buzzed short making his blue eyes and strong jaw stand out against his tan skin. As Haley's eyes continued their downward path she saw his broad chest and shoulders straining against the plain blue t-shirt he was wearing. His biceps were muscular but not the overly muscular way that someone would have from spending all of their free time at a gym. This man obviously worked out but did not let it consume him.
Haley realized that she had been staring at this man since he had stepped into her apartment and not wanting to embarrass herself further she started to speak. But not before noticing that Brooke had been right, she had gotten a hot cable guy.
"Hi, I'm Haley James. Are you here to fix the cable?" She stared up into his mesmerizing baby blues and couldn't help but let her gaze wander down to his mouth as he spoke.
"Nathan Scott. And, yes. I am here to fix the cable. We got the call last night." Nathan watched the petite woman in front of him as she moved to let him walk forward into the apartment. She looked back at him and motioned for him to follow her towards the TV was. As he walked behind her he couldn't help but stare. He started at the bottom, and smiled when he saw her dainty, bare feet sticking out from
the bottom of too long jeans. He moved up to her legs, and although they were short they were also very shapely and curvy and just plain hot. Nathan knew he was definitely not being a professional but he just couldn't help it. Taking a quick glance upwards he noticed that she was still facing forwards and he figured that a quick peek at the rest of her couldn't hurt. Nathan started where he had previously stopped. Took note of the way her hips swayed as she walked and the roundness of her ass. As to not risk getting too excited he moved his eyes up higher and was treated to the view of the smooth skin of her back every time she took a step and her shirt rode up her back.
"Okay so here is the TV. I would try and tell you what happened but I'm not sure what really happened to it. It kind of just died."
Nathan broke out of his reverie and focused on Haley's face as she attempted to explain the problem He noticed the way she bit her lip a the end of the sentence and cocked her head to the side in confusion. Nathan couldn't help but notice how cute she looked.
"Oh, that's okay. I deal with these kind of things every day. I'm sure it won't be too difficult to figure out. Now before I start, did you ever spill anything on the TV?"
"Not that I know of. I mean, one of my friends could have and God knows Brooke might have but I'm not really sure." Haley shrugged her shoulders.
"Okay, well that's good. As long as nothing was spilled on it, I am almost positive that it can be fixed today. The TV isn't very old is it?"
"No, I bought it when I moved into the apartment about a year and a half ago. It's pretty new."
"That's always a good sign. I'm going to look at this and see if I can figure anything out. I will keep you posted on what I find." Nathan looked back and gave her a reassuring smile and smiled just a little bit bigger when she returned the sentiment.
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Almost an hour had passed before Nathan finally looked up from the back of the television he had taken apart to examine. He had been so absorbed in the task he was supposed to be doing that he hadn't heard Haley leave the room and he hadn't heard her come back in carrying a drink in each hand.
"So, I wasn't sure what kind of drink you like so I just guessed and brought out some Gatorade. I have two flavors. Take your pick." Haley stood next to him where he was crouched behind the television, holding out the two Gatorades for him to choose from.
Nathan looked at the two choices before reaching for the original lemon-lime flavored Gatorade. He twisted the cap off to the right, raised the bottle to his mouth and took a long sip from the bottle. The taste was refreshing and he didn't realize how much he needed it.
"Thanks. You didn't have to do that. But don't get me wrong, I definitely appreciate it."
"You're welcome. Besides, it's the least I could do. I mean, your fixing my TV. I am definitely grateful." Haley gave him a small smile and the focused on opening the other Gatorade bottle. She took a small sip from the bottle and when she looked back at Nathan, she saw him focusing intensely on her. She blushed, thinking that there was something on her face, and tried to subtly wipe at her face.
For a long moment they stood looking at one another, the silence in the room comfortable even though they were almost complete strangers. Haley saw the way his blue eyes had honed in on her brown eyes and she nervously shifted from one foot to the other. Haley had never been able to relax easily around guys she knew, and had little ability to relax around a guy who she met just an hour earlier. The silence quickly switched to an awkward one. Neither one knew how to break the silence and Nathan settled for telling her the diagnosis of her TV.
"So, the good news is your TV should be easy to fix. It turns out that it was just a disconnected cable. It won't take long at all. I just have to reconnect, or twist it back together. The bad news is that I probably
won't get to see you again." Nathan smirked at Haley, and the smirk turned into a genuine smile when he saw her eyes light up and a pink blush quickly spread across her cheeks.
"Nathan," Haley started to speak, her tone unsure and irresolute. But before she could continue Nathan was cutting in.
"Look, Haley. I know we just met today but I can tell that you aren't like most girls. And I already know that I like that. You're different, in a good way, and I want to get to know you better. And I guess I understand if you don't feel the same way but…"
"No, it's not that. I just don't get why you would want to get to know me. I mean, look at you! You could probably get any girl you want, and you want to get to know me? I guess I just don't see in myself what you see in me." Haley spoke shyly and hesitantly.
"You're kidding me right? I have only talked to you for a small amount of time today and I can already tell that you have more depth and more heart than any other girl. So you want to know why I want to know you? It's because you're real. You aren't fake like 99.9 of the population. You're just you." Nathan moved closer while talking, intertwining their hands.
Haley looked down at their hands and smiled. Nathan seemed like the honest, hardworking guy Haley had been searching for. He could be the one that she gave into to. "Thanks for saying all that stuff about me Nathan. No one has ever told me anything like that before. Guys always just passed me over for other girls. They never cared about what was on the inside. "
Nathan looked at her, disbelievingly. He couldn't understand why anyone would ever pass someone like Haley over. "Well, those other guys are crazy. You, Haley James, are incredibly gorgeous. I can tell your smart by the diploma you have hanging on your wall and you are very interesting. I could probably listen to you talk all day."
"Really? You could listen to me talk all day? How is that even possible?" Haley took her hand that was not linked together and placed it high up on his chest. She could feel the strong muscles of his chest from her hand placement.
"You bet your hot ass I could listen to you talk all day. I want to know what you are thinking. But I hope you wouldn't mind if I got distracted."
"Distracted by what? There isn't much here to get distracted by."
"Of course there is. If I was listening to you talk then I would subconsciously look at your mouth. And obviously I would get distracted by the way your mouth moved. It would be inevitable." Nathan smirked and placed his hand over top of hers that was resting on his chest. He gave it a quick squeeze before traveling down to her hip and pulling her closer towards him. There was now barely two inches of space between them.
"You would get distracted by my mouth?" Haley questioned him and blushed again when he nodded. "Well then I hope you wouldn't mind if I got distracted by your eyes." Haley said, faking nonchalance.
"Oh really, and why Miss James would you get distracted by my eyes?" Nathan asked. He flexed his hand over her hip and smiled when he saw her blush for the countless time that afternoon.
"Because Mr. Scott, your eyes are just so blue and pretty. I could get lost in them." Haley teased him. "But seriously Nathan, those things are deadly. One look into them and a girl is hooked."
"Funny, that's exactly how I feel about that mouth of yours. I have no doubt that it could do fantastic things. One look at your mouth and I was hooked." Nathan tried to say this with all seriousness but it didn't work. "I'm kidding Haley. As much as I love your mouth, I was hooked when you started to talk. You are just smart. Plain and simple. It kind of turns me on Haley."
"Oh really? So what would you say if I said something like…verisimilitude, diaphanous, transcendent." Haley had leaned up closer to him and Nathan could see her lips moving as she spoke these multi- syllable words. He had no clue what they meant and he would have to look them up later, but right now, if he was being completely honest, his jeans were beginning to feel just a bit tight.
Haley laughed at the 'deer-in-headlights' look Nathan had and laughed. Never would she have thought that a few words could have this affect on a man. It was quite humorous to her. "Would you like to hear some more, Nathan? Because I'm sure I could come up with a few more." Haley winked at him and waited for Nathan to speak.
"To be honest Hales, I don't think I can handle any more of your words. I have reached my limit. But just so you know, the whole 'walking-talking-dictionary' thing is really getting to me."
"Well good, that was my plan."
Nathan walked over to the sofa, pulling Haley along with him. He sat down in the middle of the sofa and Haley sat closely next to him and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "So Hales, tell me more about this plan of yours."
"Well, I figured that if I got you worked up enough, you would want to see what else I could do. And if I hold out on that for a little bit longer, then you would have no choice but to stay. It's pretty genius if I say so myself."
"That it is. And I have to say Haley, it is working quite well. I am definitely staying. You will have serious problems getting me to leave."
"Well maybe I don't want you to leave. I think I like you right where you are." Haley smiled at him and let out a loud laugh when he pulled her from the sofa and onto his lap.
"I agree Hales. I like you right where you are too. "
"Well good. Because even if you didn't like it I wouldn't be moving anytime soon. You are just too cozy." Haley proved her point by snuggling into his chest, as far as their seating arrangement would allow.
"You wouldn't hear any objections from me." Nathan looked down at Haley and waited for her to look up. He reveled in the look she was giving him. He knew that they had only just met but Nathan couldn't help but to think that they felt right. He might not have been the smartest guy around but he could tell a good thing when he saw it. Nathan wasn't go to let her slip from his grasp.
The room was quiet and still. Both just staring, an unwavering gaze towards the other. Haley broke the stare first, letting her head fall against his shoulder, resting for a moment, and slowly bringing her head back up. Nathan reached out to push back the stray hair that had fallen in her face. He brushed his fingers against her smooth skin, his touch lingered. He could feel his heart racing and knew what he needed to do. Nathan leaned in, becoming closer and closer to her. Haley could not wait though, and without thinking, pressed her lips against his.
The force from the kiss sent Nathan backwards on the couch with Haley sprawled out on top of him. Their kiss did not stop but instead became stronger. Haley angled her head to deepen the kiss and bit down on Nathans bottom lip. Nathan let out a quiet moan and Haley took the opportunity to slip her tongue inside his mouth. Nathan, tired of being passive, sat up quickly all while still kissing Haley. He picked her up and resituated until she was lying beneath him.
Nathan pulled back and waited for Haley to open her eyes. A moment later, her long lashes fluttered against her smooth skin and he saw her eyes open to reveal her brown eyes, swirling with lust. Haley focused her gaze and Nathan could read the confusion on her face.
"Just relax Hales." Instead of diving back in as they were before, he slowed down, wanting to savor the moment. Nathan placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then her nose, and a chaste kiss landed on her lips before he continued down the curve of her jaw and onto the expanse of her neck.
Haley released a soft sigh as Nathan placed kisses along her neck. When he moved to the place behind her ear, all was lost. She was tired of taking it slow and would use force, if necessary, to get Nathan to speed up. She placed her hands on either side of his head to direct him upwards. As much as she loved what he was doing now, she wanted more. Using the grip she had on his head, Haley was able to get him to deepen the kiss.
Nathan let one of his hands fall to the hem of her shirt. He gently stroked the skin just underneath the shirt for a moment before upping the game and slowly raising his hand under her shirt. When he was high enough to feel the lace of her bra he looked up to see Haley's reaction. Her eyes were open and when she spoke her voice was deep and husky.
"Take it off Nathan. Please." Nathan needed no further persuasion. He pulled the one hand from her shirt and let both drop to the hem of her shirt. In one swift move he had the shirt off of her and on the floor. Haley had Nathans shirt off shortly after.
Haley let her hands run up and down the smooth planes of Nathans back while her feet traveled up the back of his legs. She could feel every part of his firm, muscular body. Haley wanted to feel more of him and took the hand that had stopped on his lower back and placed it on his ass. She gave him a quick squeeze. Nathan pulled back from her, a wide smirk on his face.
"You feel really good Nathan." Haley whispered.
"So do you Hales." Nathan continued to explore her body and tentatively reached up to cup her firm breasts with his large hands. He smirked again; she was definitely more than a handful. He let his hands rest for a moment before circling around her erect nipples with his thumbs. He could hear her breathing become faster and hesitated for just a moment before leaning down and sucking a nipple into his mouth, lace fabric and all.
Nathan looked up at her flushed face and was immensely pleased that she was enjoying herself. He did not want to push things to far when they had just met. Haley let one of her own hands fall between them and she unclasped her bra, leaving Nathan completely surprised.
"Haley are you sure? I don't want to go too fast. I don't want to push you." Nathan new it would be hard to stop but he would if he had too. He did not want to make her do something she didn't want to.
"Yes. Nathan I know we just met, but this feels right. And I'm not saying we have to go all the way, but it seems like I just can't control myself around you. You make me feel alive."
Nathan smiled and slowly let his gaze wander south. He nearly swallowed his tongue. He had slept with more girls than most and being one-hundred percent honest with himself, Haley had the most amazing chest he had ever seen. It was better than what he could have imagined. Haley watched him, feeling somewhat unself-conscious, but completely safe. She knew that Nathan was sincere and judging by the
look on his face, and other prominent parts of his body, he definitely was not disappointed. Nathan pushed one step further and raised his hand to cover one breast. Just as his hand fully enveloped her, the front door of the apartment came swinging open. Nathan pulled his hand back and pulled Haley up to sit against him. He didn't care who was at the door, they would not be seeing Haley half-naked.
"Hales! You have to come see what I got at the mall today. It is so….." Brooke ran into the living room, shopping bags in tow. She stopped in her tracks when she saw the half naked couple on the couch. "Hot. Well hello there. Having fun Hales?"
Haley was bright red with embarrassment. Sure she always caught Brooke in compromising positions but never the other way around. This was a first for her.
"Well, I can take a hint when I am not welcome and unless you two are considering a threesome, I am going to head on back to my own place. Oh and Hales, you better call me later." Brooke gave the couple a final glance as she walked out of the door smiling to herself.
Nathan, seeing Haley's embarrassment, leaned over the edge of the couch to grab her shirt from the ground. She quickly re-clasped her bra and slipped the shirt on over top. There was silence for a moment, neither knowing how to start. They looked at each other before giving into the laughter. They would have to be crazy to not find this funny.
"You know, I feel like I am doing this a little late." Haley had calmed down enough to speak.
"What do you mean?" Nathan reached down for his shirt but did not put it back on yet.
"Well I never got caught in a compromising position in high school but I do now. I guess I am a little slow on the uptake."
"You know, I feel like I am back in high school too." Haley gave him a look that told him to continue. "I haven't had this major of a hard-on since ninth grade."
Haley looked shocked for a moment, surprised that he would openly admit that sort of thing. She was speechless.
"Might want close your mouth Hales. You are giving me very inappropriate thoughts." Nathan smirked at her, used his index finger to urge her chin upwards, and winked. "But hey, I'm not complaining. Do whatever you need to do. You can turn me on anyway you like."