So this is a Naley major story but there'll be hints of Brucas and Jeyton. This story is very AU and OOC. Just take a shot I'm sure you're gonna like it.
Like every morning Nathan woke up early. Not because he wanted to but because he had to. If it was entirely up to him, he'd never leave his bed. One more fucking day he thought. He wasn't standing yet when someone knocked on his room door.
"You can come in." Nathan answered loudly.
The young woman pushed the door with difficulty. When she finally managed to come in, she stared wide-eyed while looking at the big mess in the room. There were clothes everywhere, on the floor, on the bed, on the desk even on the plasma. There were leftovers of food too, it was gross.
"Ew... What the hell Nate? It's a real pigstie in here!" Brooke exclaimed with disgust.
"Well good morning to you too Baby sis'!" Nathan streched before he headed for the bathroom lazily.
"Whatever. So Grace is having breakfast, I bathed and dressed her and her schoolbag is in the foyer." Brooke informed his brother while he was brushing his teeth.
"Hold on a sec, you do drop Gracie off at school, right?"
"I'm sorry, today I can't..."
"Brooke! Neither do I! I have a meeting at 8 am."
"And I have to pick twenty dresses for a shooting, I'm already late. On the other hand, you are the CEO of your damn company, nobody can fire you. Meanwhile my boss is only waiting for an excuse to kick me out." Brooke explained before the ringtone of her phone interrupted her.
"Great!" Nathan said sarcastically. Brooke picked up her phone and left, slamming the door behind her.
Nathan has been the Scott Group CEO for 5 years now. He was only 21 years old when he took the head of his father's company.
It was unexpected, back then Nathan was studying law at Yale and he was a totally different person. Bold, careless, alive and kicking, life had not damaged him yet, at least not utterly.
Yale years were easily the best of his life, though he never allowed himself to think about it, it was too painful. Since he had left New Heaven to go back to New York where he has been born and raised, life had only been a succession of dramas.
He didn't even remember how it felt to be happy. But he couldn't get discouraged because too many people were counting on him, his sister and Grace to begin with. Even if most of the time it was him who was relying on Brooke.
Nathan was really close to her sister, especially since he had left Yale and went back to Manhattan. He was glad to live with her. He had always protected her, even when they were just kids.
She was his only sibling. It was funny that they even managed to got along because they were polar opposites. Nathan was broody, calm and very introverted, he wasn't good at expressing his feeling which made him seemed cold sometimes, on the other hand Brooke was a wild child, bubbly, always in a good mood, she was an idealist, an hopeless romantic. The only characteristic they had in common was confidence, something they inherited from their father. Their tastes were very different too, It was always very difficult to watch a movie together, or to order some food, because they could never come to an agreement. Every morning she listened her pop music very loud and he hated it.
Nathan took a shower and finished to get dressed as fast as he could. When he was finally ready he headed for the kitchen.
Grace was watching Phineas & Ferb on Disney channel.
"Goodmorning Princess, how you doing this morning? Did you take your antibiotic?" Nathan said a little concerned.
"Yes daddy!"
"Promise?" He asked his daughter and she nodded.
"Look at my hair! Auntie Brooke has done it! Am I pretty?" The four years old had a perfect bun. She looked like a ballerina.
"Well it's definitely better when your aunt take care of your hair, she has more skills than me. But no matter how you wear your hair, you're still the most beautiful girl in the world." Nathan marveled at her.
Grace was used to hear this kind of compliment. Sometimes people even stopped her in the street to tell her how she was beautiful.
And she really was, she had dark brown ringlets, a porcelain skin, a little turned-up nose, pinkish cheeks and very unique dark blue eyes even more blue than her father's.
But she'll never grow tired to listen this from him so she giggled and kissed her father on the cheek.
Nathan gazed at her daughter, he was amazed how much she looked like her mother especially with her bun. Gracie's mother was a ballerina, when he was at Yale, he went to see her dancing on ballet every single week. He loved it. It was his favourite pastime. He could watch her for hours. God! Victoire, I miss you so much! Nathan thought to himself.
"Daddy you look sad." The little girl noticed before Nathan forced himself to smile.
"No sweetheart I was just thinking about work." Nathan lied. "Alright! We need to hurry, we're already late." He urged her.
"I was just cleaning the table."
"We don't have time, go take your schoolbag!"
"Rosa won't be happy." Grace retorted with a "Just sayin" look on her face.
"I know baby. But I'm really late for work and I have to meet some very important people. I'll apologize to Rosa this evening, alright?" Nathan explained as Grace nodded.
Rosa was the maid, Nathan wasn't particularly thrilled about the idea of having a stranger going through his personal stuff in order to clean the place, but the penthouse was huge and neither Brooke nor Nathan had the time.
"Are you going to bring me to my appointment with Julian after school?"
''It's Friday, so it's aunt Brooke's turn, you know that I bring you on tuesdays, on thurdays and on saturdays. Okay we're ready to go."
Haley and Jake were about to open the door, she was holding a muffin with a candle on it. They came in slowly without making a noise. Lucas was lying on his bed sleeping soundly. They were sitting down on the edge of his bed. Jake was counting mutely making signs with his fingers.
"Happy birthday Sleeping beauty!" They screamed in unison.
"What the fuck! I almost had a heart attack!" Lucas shouted.
"Someone is in a good mood!" Jake stated sardonically.
"Come on make a wish Luke!" Haley asked before Lucas grabbed his phone on the bedside table.
"Jesus fucking Christ! It's only 7 am, are you out of your damn mind?" Lucas called out putting down his phone before he covered his head with a pillow then Haley started to tickle his feet making him struggle with her.
"Seriously get out! You will have all day to annoy the hell out of me! Please? I'm dead beat." Lucas begged them and Haley and Jake stopped.
"Thank you." Lucas sighed of relief.
"Don't thank us already, it's gonna be a long day." Jake warned. They standed up and Haley left the muffin on the bedside table.
In the kitchen Haley was taking everything she needed to bake waffles.
"Well, he's definitely not a morning person." Haley stated.
"Yeah I know but it was funny." Jake chuckled.
"Bothering him is my favorite thing, it gets funnier and funnier each year." Haley rejoiced.
Haley was preparing the waffle batter while Jake was turning on the TV, he flicked to MTV, there was a rerun of Sweet sixteen.
"I can't stand those little brats. Seriously they just need someone to slap them some sense!"
"At this point I don't think a slap would be enough, they're just pretty much screwed!"
"So, what are you still doing here?" Jake asked to Haley while wallowing on the sofa.
"Oh I took the day off." Haley simply replied.
Jake jumped off the sofa and walked towards Haley then he put his hand on her forehead.
"Are you sick?" He joked.
"Very funny."
"You never take a day off, actually I know you since college and I've never seen you on holiday, ever!"
"Okay Mister Bloomberg asked me to stay at home today. He hired me 3 years ago and apparently I worked everyday since."
"You're insane, you're worse than I thought." Jake exclaimed before Haley threw waffle batter at him.
''James you don't want to go there!" Jake warned her.
One minute later they were covered with flour and the kitchen looked like a battlefield.
Haley James wasn't the kind of girl who was covered with flour. She was too responsible for that. Her friends considered her as an uptight and crazy workaholic who never took time for herself. She was working for the mayor Bloomberg, she had been hired just after her graduation at Princeton. She was mayor spokeswoman. For her, politic had always been obvious, she was a true republican and debates with her friends and her familly was passionnate considering that nobody can't stand her 'right-wing' ideas. She was born in a hippie family, with 6 siblings and she was the youngest.
Brooke was choosing some dresses at Marc Jacobs when her phone rang. She put down the dresses that she was holding between her hands and picked up her phone.
"Yeah Nate, what's going on?" Brooke asked a little worried.
"Nothing, I just wanted to remind you to take Gracie to her apointment."
"I remember Nate, like every friday." She said tiredly and she imediatly hung up the phone.
Brooke would do anything for her niece and her brother, basically everything. It was her family, it was very important for her, truth to tell nothing was more important. She didn't have another brother and their parents were gone, so it was only the both of them but they certainly could counted on each other.
Life had been very tough on them but she handled it quite well, on the other hand her brother wasn't doing so good.
Brooke was very concerned about Nathan. He never wanted to talk about his issues and always said that everything was ok but she didn't buy it, it was just delusion, he was a time bomb just waiting to explode.
Nathan arrived in his premises company, he was a bit late. Every employee said hello to him before he came in his associate's office.
"Goodmorning Nate!"
"Hey Peyton how you doing?"
He had started to work with Peyton four years ago, she was a very good friend.
"Fine. The chinese people are waiting for you in the meeting room."
"They're already there?" Nathan asked "Great!" He added with a fake smile.
"Hey, you're the one who are late. Speaking of which, why are you late? Did you finally get laid? Who is she? I want to know this woman, God! finally you fuck someone brains out!" Peyton said really excited.
"Are you done?"
"Come on! You know you can't live without me, you just don't want to admit it, besides who would help you to find your soulmate if it wasn't me?'' You can't find my soulmate because I already met her Nathan thought to himself.
"Oh sure! Like that once when you hooked me up with a lesbian. Oh! Or even better yet with that nymphomaniac! Thanks but no thanks."
Nathan was a single dad and he was pleased with that. Actually the last time he was with someone it was 4 years ago. It was Grace's mother. Besides it's not like he could bring some random girl at home. Even if he could he wouldn't because he wasn't healed yet and at this point he wasn't sure he would ever be.
"It's not my fault if you're really hard to please." Peyton replied raising her eyebrows.
"Whatever. I was dropping Gracie off since Brooke couldn't. Can we go now?"
"Er... I'm working here."
"Yeah but you speak chinese, don't you?"
"Well... I wouldn't say that. My mandarin is very approximate." Peyton said while Nathan seemed very hopeless.
"You know what? I'm gonna call Spencer, she spent 2 years in Hong Kong." Peyton said as she picked up her phone and dialed the number.
"Hello it's Peyton, can you go up to the fifth floor in the meeting room, Mr Scott needs you and your mandarin skills." She asked to the employee and she hung up the phone.
"Spencer is going up to the meeting room."
Nathan was relieved, he didn't want to make a fool of himself, he didn't speak chinese at all. In fact he had learned spanish and french despite the fact that his father ordered him to learn chinese because it would come in handy on the labor market. But he had a really better reason than to fit labor market : 'Love'.
Haley was polishing the entire house when Lucas finally surfaced. He was only wearing a boxer, he had shadows under his eyes and his hair was messy, he looked like crap. Haley catched her phone.
"Smile!" She surprised him.
"You're a pain in the ass, you know that?"
''You started this! Remember when you took a picture of me looking like a hamster because my wisdom teeth had been removed. Consider it payback!" She said as Lucas roared with laughter.
"I still have it, so be nice. Speaking of which..."
"What do you want now?" Haley anticipated.
"Well I need a favor."
"Don't you always?"
"I would love you to come tonight." He asked her before Haley shook her head.
"At the club? No way! You know I hate this kind of place!" She refused and Lucas pouted.
"Please! It's my birthday, I can't celebrate my birthday without my BFF!" He begged.
"As if! You just want me to come because I'm the only one who doesn't drink so I can take you home."
'"That's not true, well maybe a little. But you are my best friend, I know you since forever and it wouldn't be the same without you Hales!" He tried to convince her.
"I hate you!"
Haley and Lucas had grown up together. They were born and raised in Tree Hill, North Carolina. They had never been separated until college, she went to Princeton and he went to Duke. They had met up in New York quite by chance, Haley had her political career and Lucas was a writer so he moved to the City to publish his first novel two years ago.
When he arrived Haley was living with her friend Jake, he immediately got along with him, so naturally he moved in with them. Cohabiting wasn't always easy, mostly because she was a cleanliness freak and they were pigs.
The meeting went well and they had struck the deal. Nathan was relieved. His partner and him had sucked up these people for months, they were major accounts and there was lots of money at stake.
"We did it Clay!" Nathan high fived Clay.
"We have to celebrate." Clay said as Peyton entered in the office.
"Maybe you can find him a girl. A this point it's like the poor guy made vow of chastity!" Peyton joked.
"Peyton has a point, your love life is pathetic." Clay mocked him.
"No it's inexistent!"
"Give me a break. Anyway I stay at home toni..." Nathan started to say before Clay cut him off.
"See you're a killjoy. Come on, live a little!"
"Some of us have responsabilities, I have a girl who is waiting for me at home."
"Too bad that she's only four." Peyton replied as Nathan sighed.
"Seriously dude you can't go on like this. Let it go! Grace is ok, she'll understand if you go out sometimes." Clay tried to convince him.
"But she's not, alright! She'll never be ok!" Nathan yelled at him.
"Ok just calm down!"
"I know you worried about Grace, and I know you are scared. We get that! But please would you get some fun just for once? No one will take your #1 Dad mug anytime soon. I promise." Peyton tried to convince him as well.
"Whatever. I have to call the baby sitter because Brooke will probably want to come." He finally gave up as Clay was giving a high five to Peyton.
Brooke was waiting in front of Grace's school. The kids came out running towards their parents. She could see her niece from afar walking. Brooke called her and Grace quickened her pace and hugged her aunt.
"Hey sweetie, how was your day?"
"It was cool, Ashleigh has invited me to play with her this week end, do you think I can go?"
"I don't think so Gracie, you know you have apointments this week end." She said but seeing that Grace was disappointed, Brooke kneeled down and cuddled her.
"But we can ask to daddy if Ashleigh can come home instead. What do you think?" She suggested.
Brooke was satisfied when she saw that her niece was smiling. She took Grace's hand and raised her other hand for a cab. One cab stopped right in front of them immediately. They both settled in the back.
"Hi, 834 fifth avenue." Brooke ordered to the taxi driver.
"It's Julian who's coming today?"
"Yeah I have some work to do at home, it's more convenient like this. Besides it's the same for you, right?" Brooke said before Grace nodded.
They arrived at their destination and Brooke paid the taxi driver.
"Keep the change." She said and the taxi driver thanked her and drove away.
Grace went towards the doorman.
"Hello George!"
"Hello Miss Grace." He smiled at her. "Hello Miss Scott."
"Hi George!"
They all appreciated George, he was nice and polite. His son was 5 years old so he played with Grace sometimes. They hardly arrived that they already heard the elevator. It arrived straight in the foyer like most of Upper East Side penthouses. It was Julian.
"Hey everyone! Gracie how are you today? Did you have any difficulties to breathe?" Julian and Brooke were looking at her carefully.
"I'm fine."
The truth was that Grace had always difficulties to breathe but some days were worse than other days.
"Good! Are you ready? He asked as Grace nodded. "Alright, let's get this over with." Julian said that every single time, because he knew that it was very unpleasant but it was essential for Grace.
She was very sick and these sessions kept her alive. When Grace was born she seemed perfectly normal. Like every newborn, she had a screening test. Her parents were very happy until they found out the results. She was diagnosed with a cystic fibrosis. From this moment everything changed, the disease dictated their lives, every single day, every single minute.
When the doctor told them the news and all the consequences, it attacked her pancreas, her lungs, her liver and her intestine, Nathan and Grace's mother reacted very differently. She cried for weeks, it was too much to take. Nathan was numb, he couldn't feel anything but he had to keep going, he had to be strong, he had to handle this for his wife and his baby girl.
Julian was Grace's physiotherapist, he helped her to breathe better. He had to drain her every single day.
Haley was hopeless, she had nothing to wear for tonight. She took every clothes out of her wardrobe. Great! I have to go shopping. As if I needed this.
She got her handbag and got out of her room. It's been ages since she went shopping, she hated this and it was good because she didn't have time for this kind of triviality. She didn't even know where to shop. It was times like these she wished her roomates were girls. I guess Bloomingdale's still exist on the 59th. Lucas and Jake weren't here so she carefully locked the door behind her. They rented a pretty little house in Brooklyn, the boys would have loved to live in Manhattan but Haley wanted a garden and a porch with a swing chair, it reminded her of her childhood. She had almost the impression that she was still in Tree Hill.
She was looking for a dress, a classy one, the last thing she needed was to be spotted looking like a slut. She wasn't famous but sometimes people recognized her. Haley often appeared on NY1 due to her job. She picked two dresses and went into a changing room.
She finally took a pretty little white dress very uncluttered by Diane von Furstenberg. She was very self-satisfied.
Nathan finally came home and Grace cuddled up with him. She was a daddy's little girl.
"Hey sweetie, I missed you." He said as he started to stroke her hair.
"I missed you too Daddy." She replied when suddenly she had a coughing spell.
Nathan didn't panic because sadly he was used to it. He knew that Grace would end up to controling this eventually.
"You feel better?"
"I'm used to it."
"I know that, but it didn't make it any less painful." Nathan said as Grace took her father's hand.
"Daddy, stop worrying about me. I'm okay." She reassured him while Nathan was smiling.
"Princess, I'm your daddy, it's my job to worry about you, I'll never stop worrying about you even when you'll be forty years old. Besides you're only four now."
"But I'm very autonomous, responsible and I'm not stupid for my age." Grace said with mischievousness and Nathan burst into laughter.
"You're a lot of things sweetie but definitely not stupid."
Grace was endowed with lots of qualities as if nature compensated for her disease. She was kind, brilliant, funny, soft, caring, talented and she was way too beautiful for her own good. It was difficult to believe that she was sick because she was so radiant.
"Hey Buttercup! Does it bother you if daddy go out with aunt Brooke, Clay and Peyton tonight?" He asked his daughter as Brooke looked at her brother surprinsingly.
"We're going out tonight?" Brooke said jumping for joy.
She didn't have often the opportunity to go out with her big brother.
"If it's okay with Gracie yes." He said as Brooke flied into Nathan's arms.
"Hold on, Gracie didn't give her consent yet." They turned towards Grace.
"Have fun daddy! I don't want to disappoint aunt Brooke."
"You sure?" Nathan made sure that Gracie was ok with that new development.
"I said it was ok. Besides I can't watch TV late with Kelly."
"Remind me that we need to find another baby sitter." Nathan joked then he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV on NY1, Haley was speaking on the screen.
"God I really hate that uptight chick!"
"You don't even know her." Brooke replied.
"I think she's really pretty daddy." Grace remarked.
"Whatever I still can't stand her." He said as he changed the channel. There was a Gilmore girls rerun on ABC family.
"Please, that's my favorite show, Lorelei is so funny." Brooke begged him and Nathan sighed.
"You were already annoying me with this shit ten years ago."
"C'mon it's legendary, you can't not love Gilmore girls, it's like you don't love chocolate everybody loves chocolate!" Nathan gave up and rolled his eyes. He knew it was pointless to argue with Brooke. She always had her way.
At the club Haley was sipping an orange juice while Lucas was sitting next to her and ordered a whisky on the rocks.
"Wow we're here since what? Two minutes and you're already drinking."
"C'mon give me a break it's my birthday, and by the way you should follow my lead."
"If I do that who is gonna drive us home?"
"I don't know, have you heard about this awesome thing? It's called a cab?"
"Yeah smart ass, and what do we do with my car?" She asked as Lucas was rolling his eyes then Haley held out a present to him. He opened it and frowned.
"A very expensive fountain pen?"
"You're a writer or what?"
"You know we're in 2012 and I'm pretty sure that writers don't use a pen since a several centuries."
"It's for autographs, I'm sure you'll need this very often." She flattered him as she smiled at him.
"Thanks Hales, you're the best but you know what would really please me?" He said as Haley shook her head.
"I'd love to see you live your life."
"And by live my life you mean drink my ass off?"
"I don't know, being drunk, dancing, doing bungee jumping or whatever. Stop being so grown up, be wild for once, just have fun."
"I have fun... sometimes."
"Well, most people haven't fun cleaning the bath tub with a toothbrush. Just saying!" He mocked her as she was staring wide-eyed.
"That is so unfair, I'm not that bad!"
"Of course you are!"
"Whatever... Bartender!" She called the bartender as he turned around towards her.
"Can I have a martini please?" She ordered and Lucas was surprised, he couldn't believe that their conversation was effective.
"What?"
"Nothing." He smiled.
"Where is Jake?" She asked and Lucas pointed his finger towards Jake who was dancing with a random girl.
Nathan, Brooke, Peyton and Clay were at the entrance of the club. Brooke wore a lovely little black Chanel dress with black Louboutin heels, she was stunning as usual but she was shivering.
"I told you so. You're freezing." Nathan laughed at his sister.
"Not at all." Brooke lied.
"C'mon you're trembling you dork!" He mocked her before she pinched his arm.
"Ouch! Are you out of your freaking mind?" He yelled as she looked threateningly at him then he took off his jacket and he put it on her shoulders before he smiled at her.
"I know you like the back of my hand." He said amusedly as she rolled her eyes.
"Would you stop bickering? Both of you." Peyton said edgily as Brooke and Nathan laughed at the same time.
"You should get used to it, besides I love the angry Brooke, she's sexy, anyway every versions of Brooke are sexy." Clay said having a blissful look while Nathan noticed it.
"Fuck off dude!" Nathan warned his friend.
"What? It would be great, your sister with your best friend, just think about it."
"Oh I don't want to think about it at all, she's out of your league, is that clear?"
"I can't believe this, if I wanted to hang out with Clay, it wouldn't be your damn business." Brooke complained about his brother's behaviour.
"Besides Clay, I'm Nate's BFF." Peyton joked and with that Clay got lost in his toughts while Nathan gave him a poke.
"Seriously stop it, right now!"
"I'm not doing anything."
"So you're gonna look me in the eyes and tell me that you weren't picturing my sister and my best friend having sex?" Nathan said waiting for an answer even if he already knew it.
"Well..." Clay hesitated.
"You're a pig!"
"Why? I always thought that if I was a lesbian I could do Brooke!" Peyton said as Nathan and Clay were staring at her.
"Thank you honey, I think you're hot too." Brooke played along.
"Good Lord! I need a drink ASAP!" Nathan said after he sighed while the girls laughed out loud and had a high five. Clay approached Brooke.
"So you and me, after the club, at my place?" Clay asked her as she smiled at him before she replied.
"Down boy! But you can dream on."
"Well done Clay" Peyton mocked him
"What? Are you volunteering?"
"I'd rather be stuck at a fucking Justin Bieber's concert with Rick Santorum and Mitt Romney."
"Ouch! You're tough." Clay replied.
In the club Jake and Lucas had spotted Brooke and Peyton who were dancing.
"Look at these hot chicks!" Lucas said to Jake.
"Well! They're fine." Jake replied as Lucas nodded in agreement.
They walked towards them and started to dance with them. Naturally Lucas came closer to Brooke and Jake to Peyton. Not far from them Nathan and Clay watched them at the bar. Nathan clenched his fists.
"I swear to God if this son of a bitch touch my sister..."
Nathan had always overprotected Brooke but nobody couldn't blame the guy, he saw his sister cry because of a bad guy so often, he just couln't stand this anymore, it was too painful to watch.
On the dance floor Lucas put his hands around Brooke's waist.
"That's it!" Nathan stood up determined to punch the guy.
"Nathan!" Clay tried to hold him back from doing a stupid thing but he was too angry so Clay decided to follow him. Brooke saw him arrived.
"Uh oh! This is not good... at all." She said as Lucas turned around and saw Nathan too.
"You have a boyfriend?" Lucas asked her.
Brooke wanted to respond to him but Nathan cut her off.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?"
"Listen dude..." Lucas tried to explain himself.
"Nate stop it!" Brooke warned her brother.
"I'll stop when he'll stay the fuck away!"
"I'm just right where the fuck I need to be." Lucas provoked him as Nathan was losing patience, then Clay took place between the two to prevent them from fighting.
"Like hell you are!" Nathan shouted.
"Guys calm the fuck down!" Clay said as Jake helped him to separated them seeing that the situation was aggravating.
"Luke! Just come with we." Jake commanded Lucas and he gave up and followed Jake. They went to sit with Haley. She had already drank a few cocktails and she was tipsy.
"What a jackass!" She said. She saw them fighting.
"Well, he's her boyfriend so I guess he has the right to beat the crap out of him." Jake said to Haley.
"I can't believe she had a boyfriend. Besides the guy is a douchebag. Seriously why girls always fall for guys like him?" He asked to Haley.
"Because he's totally hot!" She simply replied as the boys looked at her in disbelief.
"What?" Apparently Haley had not paid attention to what she was saying.
"Do you just said that the guy was hot?" Jake said while laughing.
"I'm not gonna lie, he's damn fine even if he's a jerk. I'd totally do him." She confessed as Lucas took her glass from her.
"Okay I think you had enough."
"I think she can catch a break besides it was your idea." Jake pointed out.
"Whatever you want, but I'm not responsible of her." Lucas said annoyed. He was still mad at Nathan.
"I'm at the bar, I'm gonna take another drink."
"Easy Hales!" Jake said as she pouted so he left her alone.
At the bar Nathan was alone drinking while the others were dancing. What am I doing here? He thought. A few years ago he would have been the first to enjoy the party but now he was just a fun sponge. At Yale he was a fratboy and he was known to throw the craziest parties of the campus. Now he couldn't let it go, he just felt so bad, his ill-being was so deep and dark, he knew that no matter what, it will never be okay and it will never stop to hurt. Life is a bitch until we die he thought to himself before a women sat next to him and ordered a drink.
"Do you threaten every guy who approach your girlfriend?" She asked to him but Nathan didn't reply, he didn't figure out she was speaking to him.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Nathan asked her while she was staring at him.
"Sorry you don't know me but you just almost punched my friend!"
"That punk is your friend? Well I'm the one who's sorry." He said to bother her.
"What is your problem? You think you're better than everyone huh?"
"I don't think I'm better than everyone I just know it."
"Cocky much, don't you think?"
"You're mixing up cockiness and confidence. I'm just realistic. Sorry if you can't handle it." Nathan said.
He was sure that he had already seen her but he just couldn't replace her.
"God your ego is crushing me!"
"It's not anybody who can handle a guy like me."
"Lucky me because I hate guys like you."
"And I think you want me but as the uptight chick that you are you won't admit it."
"You must be kidding me. You and I we're like Lindsay Lohan playing in a good movie, never gonna happen."
"I never said I wanted you."
And with that he was gone, except that he forgot his wallet.
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