When You Say You Love Me. // One Tree Hill // Brooke Davis & Nathan Scott // 003. Ends.
Title: When You Say You Love Me.
Fandom: One Tree Hill.
Characters: Brooke Davis/Nathan Scott, with some Haley and Peyton.
Prompt: 003 - Ends.
Word Count: 1,250. (Not including the song lyrics at the beginning.)
Rating: R for language.
Summary: All that would matter would be the fact that they were together, happily ever after.
Author's Note: Takes place during Naley's second wedding. The song lyrics don't belong to me, and neither do the vows that Nathan and Haley say to one another. The lyrics belong to Josh Groban and the vows belong to the CW/WB, Mark Schwann and all those other people involved with creating/writing OTH.
Table here.
You're where I belong.
And when you're with me if I close my eyes,
There are times I swear I feel like I can fly
For a moment in time.
Somewhere between the Heavens and Earth ,
And frozen in time, Oh when you say those words.
When you say you love me
The world goes still, so still inside and
When you say you love me
For a moment, there's no one else alive
- Josh Groban's "When You Say You Love Me"
The way that everyone was all teary-eyed and ‘Oh my gosh, they’re getting their vows renewed,’ was making Brooke sick to her stomach. Sure, she was a bridesmaid and sure, she loved weddings, but this was just appalling. Watching Nathan and Haley standing up there, holding hands as the priest practically bawled along with the rest of the people there was making her skin crawl.
It should be me up there, she thought bitterly.
When Peyton looked over, she gave her the cold shoulder. Not only did she not want to stand there, watching a mockery of a relationship being promised, but she certainly did not want to deal with the ex-best friend who loved her boyfriend that stabbed her in the back. Twice.
She ignored the small ounce of guilt that tugged at her stomach for treating Peyton like the little whore she was. She’d done something far worse than Peyton had done, but there was no way she was going to admit to it.
“Nathan, it's been said that there is one word that will free us from the weight and pain of life. And, that word is love, and I believe that. It doesn't mean that it hasn't been hard or that it won't be. It just means that I found a stillness and bravery in myself with you. You make me brave and I will love you until the end of time. This I vow today.”
She had to bite her tongue to keep from lashing out at the girl. It wasn’t Haley’s fault that she was unbelievably stupid. Did she really think that Nathan was so forgiving of her? That he had actually not been with anyone else while she was on tour, laughing and play-fighting with Chris? Did she really believe that Nathan’s drunken bitterness didn’t cause him to delve into anything that would make him feel better?
Sure, she had sort-of-kind-of been with Lucas at the time, but that didn’t mean that Brooke hadn’t tried to make Nathan feel better. She was there, every day, trying to get him to do something; trying to get him to move from his spot on the couch for something other than another beer, or to exchange games. Not that that really mattered now. Haley had showed up and worked her way back into Nathan’s heart, just as Brooke was starting to heal it.
Stupid, tutoring, musically talented bitch.
"Last year we stood on a beach and I told you how much I loved you and how I would always, always protect you. And, that day nobody believed that this would work. But, I don’t think anybody understood the love that I had for you; because, if they did they would have never doubted us. So I wanted to marry you all over again in front of most of our world. Because today, when I look into your eyes my love for you only grows. It’s even stronger now and that love will never waver. This I vow to you today and always, forever."
Now Brooke had to fight down the urge to vomit. Could he really say that with a straight face? She gripped her bouquet of flowers a little tighter, watching as Nathan glanced over at her. She forced a smile, ignored the small grin that tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then looked away as he slipped the ring on Haley’s finger.
Later, when everyone was surrounding the happy couple, laughing and congratulating, Brooke was debating on whether or not to get wasted. It seemed like a good choice, but then she saw Nathan walk towards her. She ignored the way her body, instinctively, straightened a little and the way that her hands, as if they had a mind of their own, smoothed down the bodice of her dress.
“Brooke,” he said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Can we talk?”
She nodded and stood up, setting her napkin over the empty, clean plate. He gently took her arm, like any other guy who simply wanted to speak to her in private would, but she felt the little squeeze he gave her. She also felt the butterflies that filled her stomach, and the way that her nerves screamed for more of his touch.
They were near the coats when he pushed her against the wall. His eyes, smoldering and dark blue, looked over her once.
“What about Haley?” she asked her voice breathy and timid.
“I’ll have her later,” he smirked.
Before Brooke had the chance to scowl at the comment, Nathan’s lips were pressed against her own, his hand practically crushing her hip. Her hand moved to the back of his head, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck as If it were the only thing keeping her alive. The kiss was hard and rough, demanding, as if they were trying to crawl into the other’s body and stay there.
Her breath left, shakily, over her lips as he pulled back somewhat. “I shouldn’t be doing this Brooke,” he whispered against her lips, and her stomach fell.
“Don’t say that,” she whispered back, tears springing up into her closed eyes. “Please, don’t say that.”
Nathan’s hand moved up to her face and now his touches were gentle, soft, loving. “I need to be with you,” he sighed.
“So leave her.” Her hand moved up to his and she opened her eyes, biting her lip when she saw Nathan memorizing her face.
“I can’t, Brooke. You know I can’t.”
She frowned and nodded, looking away from his eyes. She straightened his collar a little, leaving her hands there against his chest where she could just barely feel his heart beating. There had to be some way that they could be together. They could disappear one night, run away together, and then nothing would be there to stop them. She could forget about Lucas and Peyton, and he could forget about Haley and they could get lost in one another.
They’d get married some day, and have children together. A little girl with silky brown curls and a little boy with blue-green eyes that would make everyone’s heart melt. They could have the big house with the white picket fence and the Sunday dinners, extravagant and wonderfully prepared by their live-in cook. She could design clothing and he could play basketball, or coach, or whatever else he wanted to do.
All that would matter would be the fact that they were together, happily ever after.
“I need to get back.” His voice shattered the image she’d painted in her head and she looked up, noting the way his eyes had changed back to their normal blue. She had never seen him look at Haley with that same kind of fiery passion as when he looked at her.
“Okay,” she nodded.
His thumb stroked over her cheek briefly and he kissed her again. She could feel the desperation in it, and the finality of it. Things were ending here hidden among the coats, just outside the reception hall of his wedding vow renewal with Haley. She could no longer be together with him; he was letting her go.
“I love you, Brooke,” he whispered. He kissed her again, letting his lips linger against hers and she actually whimpered when he pulled away.
She was left with empty hands, tear-stained cheeks and a broken heart as the only love she would ever have walked back in to dance with his wife.
Fandom: One Tree Hill.
Characters: Brooke Davis/Nathan Scott, with some Haley and Peyton.
Prompt: 003 - Ends.
Word Count: 1,250. (Not including the song lyrics at the beginning.)
Rating: R for language.
Summary: All that would matter would be the fact that they were together, happily ever after.
Author's Note: Takes place during Naley's second wedding. The song lyrics don't belong to me, and neither do the vows that Nathan and Haley say to one another. The lyrics belong to Josh Groban and the vows belong to the CW/WB, Mark Schwann and all those other people involved with creating/writing OTH.
Table here.
You're where I belong.
And when you're with me if I close my eyes,
There are times I swear I feel like I can fly
For a moment in time.
Somewhere between the Heavens and Earth ,
And frozen in time, Oh when you say those words.
When you say you love me
The world goes still, so still inside and
When you say you love me
For a moment, there's no one else alive
- Josh Groban's "When You Say You Love Me"
The way that everyone was all teary-eyed and ‘Oh my gosh, they’re getting their vows renewed,’ was making Brooke sick to her stomach. Sure, she was a bridesmaid and sure, she loved weddings, but this was just appalling. Watching Nathan and Haley standing up there, holding hands as the priest practically bawled along with the rest of the people there was making her skin crawl.
It should be me up there, she thought bitterly.
When Peyton looked over, she gave her the cold shoulder. Not only did she not want to stand there, watching a mockery of a relationship being promised, but she certainly did not want to deal with the ex-best friend who loved her boyfriend that stabbed her in the back. Twice.
She ignored the small ounce of guilt that tugged at her stomach for treating Peyton like the little whore she was. She’d done something far worse than Peyton had done, but there was no way she was going to admit to it.
“Nathan, it's been said that there is one word that will free us from the weight and pain of life. And, that word is love, and I believe that. It doesn't mean that it hasn't been hard or that it won't be. It just means that I found a stillness and bravery in myself with you. You make me brave and I will love you until the end of time. This I vow today.”
She had to bite her tongue to keep from lashing out at the girl. It wasn’t Haley’s fault that she was unbelievably stupid. Did she really think that Nathan was so forgiving of her? That he had actually not been with anyone else while she was on tour, laughing and play-fighting with Chris? Did she really believe that Nathan’s drunken bitterness didn’t cause him to delve into anything that would make him feel better?
Sure, she had sort-of-kind-of been with Lucas at the time, but that didn’t mean that Brooke hadn’t tried to make Nathan feel better. She was there, every day, trying to get him to do something; trying to get him to move from his spot on the couch for something other than another beer, or to exchange games. Not that that really mattered now. Haley had showed up and worked her way back into Nathan’s heart, just as Brooke was starting to heal it.
Stupid, tutoring, musically talented bitch.
"Last year we stood on a beach and I told you how much I loved you and how I would always, always protect you. And, that day nobody believed that this would work. But, I don’t think anybody understood the love that I had for you; because, if they did they would have never doubted us. So I wanted to marry you all over again in front of most of our world. Because today, when I look into your eyes my love for you only grows. It’s even stronger now and that love will never waver. This I vow to you today and always, forever."
Now Brooke had to fight down the urge to vomit. Could he really say that with a straight face? She gripped her bouquet of flowers a little tighter, watching as Nathan glanced over at her. She forced a smile, ignored the small grin that tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then looked away as he slipped the ring on Haley’s finger.
Later, when everyone was surrounding the happy couple, laughing and congratulating, Brooke was debating on whether or not to get wasted. It seemed like a good choice, but then she saw Nathan walk towards her. She ignored the way her body, instinctively, straightened a little and the way that her hands, as if they had a mind of their own, smoothed down the bodice of her dress.
“Brooke,” he said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Can we talk?”
She nodded and stood up, setting her napkin over the empty, clean plate. He gently took her arm, like any other guy who simply wanted to speak to her in private would, but she felt the little squeeze he gave her. She also felt the butterflies that filled her stomach, and the way that her nerves screamed for more of his touch.
They were near the coats when he pushed her against the wall. His eyes, smoldering and dark blue, looked over her once.
“What about Haley?” she asked her voice breathy and timid.
“I’ll have her later,” he smirked.
Before Brooke had the chance to scowl at the comment, Nathan’s lips were pressed against her own, his hand practically crushing her hip. Her hand moved to the back of his head, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck as If it were the only thing keeping her alive. The kiss was hard and rough, demanding, as if they were trying to crawl into the other’s body and stay there.
Her breath left, shakily, over her lips as he pulled back somewhat. “I shouldn’t be doing this Brooke,” he whispered against her lips, and her stomach fell.
“Don’t say that,” she whispered back, tears springing up into her closed eyes. “Please, don’t say that.”
Nathan’s hand moved up to her face and now his touches were gentle, soft, loving. “I need to be with you,” he sighed.
“So leave her.” Her hand moved up to his and she opened her eyes, biting her lip when she saw Nathan memorizing her face.
“I can’t, Brooke. You know I can’t.”
She frowned and nodded, looking away from his eyes. She straightened his collar a little, leaving her hands there against his chest where she could just barely feel his heart beating. There had to be some way that they could be together. They could disappear one night, run away together, and then nothing would be there to stop them. She could forget about Lucas and Peyton, and he could forget about Haley and they could get lost in one another.
They’d get married some day, and have children together. A little girl with silky brown curls and a little boy with blue-green eyes that would make everyone’s heart melt. They could have the big house with the white picket fence and the Sunday dinners, extravagant and wonderfully prepared by their live-in cook. She could design clothing and he could play basketball, or coach, or whatever else he wanted to do.
All that would matter would be the fact that they were together, happily ever after.
“I need to get back.” His voice shattered the image she’d painted in her head and she looked up, noting the way his eyes had changed back to their normal blue. She had never seen him look at Haley with that same kind of fiery passion as when he looked at her.
“Okay,” she nodded.
His thumb stroked over her cheek briefly and he kissed her again. She could feel the desperation in it, and the finality of it. Things were ending here hidden among the coats, just outside the reception hall of his wedding vow renewal with Haley. She could no longer be together with him; he was letting her go.
“I love you, Brooke,” he whispered. He kissed her again, letting his lips linger against hers and she actually whimpered when he pulled away.
She was left with empty hands, tear-stained cheeks and a broken heart as the only love she would ever have walked back in to dance with his wife.