Learning Curves
Rating: PG
Characters: Nathan/Haley
Prompt: #092 Turbulence (from theechochorus table)
Summary: Haley is a fabulous tutor with fantastic learning tactics. Nathan has to agree.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to somebody else.
Maybe she didn't do it very often, but Haley James was a damn good driver. She maneuvered the roads of Tree Hill with ease, dodging trees and pedestrians like a real pro. So what if the ride was a little bumpy? It wasn't as if Nathan, who was not trying very hard to hide his theatrical little winces from the passenger seat, hadn't experienced worse. He used to date Peyton, for crying out loud.
"Can you slow down a little," he said. "My hands are starting to hurt."
"Huh? What's that supposed to--"
"Keep your eyes on the road!"
Haley swerved and narrowly missed a pole. "Heh, that was close one," she laughed nervously.
"Yeah," he mumbled. From the corner of her eye she could see him flexing his hands, then quickly grip onto the door. "Listen, are you sure you don't want me to drive?"
She nodded. "I'm sure. I love driving. Thanks for letting me borrow your car, by the way. And it was a great idea to move our tutoring session to the beach. Maybe we should make it permanent?"
"No!" Nathan cleared his throat. "I mean, uh, I have lots of studying to do from now on, so we should probably go back to the docks."
"Ah, gotcha," Haley winked in the midst of another breakneck turn. "You're trying to be efficient. So I have taught you something!"
Nathan smiled tightly. "Yep. Definitely."
Characters: Nathan/Haley
Prompt: #092 Turbulence (from theechochorus table)
Summary: Haley is a fabulous tutor with fantastic learning tactics. Nathan has to agree.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to somebody else.
Maybe she didn't do it very often, but Haley James was a damn good driver. She maneuvered the roads of Tree Hill with ease, dodging trees and pedestrians like a real pro. So what if the ride was a little bumpy? It wasn't as if Nathan, who was not trying very hard to hide his theatrical little winces from the passenger seat, hadn't experienced worse. He used to date Peyton, for crying out loud.
"Can you slow down a little," he said. "My hands are starting to hurt."
"Huh? What's that supposed to--"
"Keep your eyes on the road!"
Haley swerved and narrowly missed a pole. "Heh, that was close one," she laughed nervously.
"Yeah," he mumbled. From the corner of her eye she could see him flexing his hands, then quickly grip onto the door. "Listen, are you sure you don't want me to drive?"
She nodded. "I'm sure. I love driving. Thanks for letting me borrow your car, by the way. And it was a great idea to move our tutoring session to the beach. Maybe we should make it permanent?"
"No!" Nathan cleared his throat. "I mean, uh, I have lots of studying to do from now on, so we should probably go back to the docks."
"Ah, gotcha," Haley winked in the midst of another breakneck turn. "You're trying to be efficient. So I have taught you something!"
Nathan smiled tightly. "Yep. Definitely."