Jays POV
Four hours later, I arrived that Tree Hill Airport. I have never been here in my life (nor heard of it), the airport was tiny, so it didn't take long to get through. I have absolutely no idea where I was staying or where to go, the town was apparently fairly small compare to Chicago according to Google, so that was a plus. "Are you Jay Halstead?" A voice from behind me asks "Ugh, yes" I ask, turning around, unsure of who was asking and how they knew my name. "Hi, im Kris Keller. I'm Platts nephew, she called and asked me to pick you up from the airport. Also your staying with me" Kris says, shaking me hand "Your Platts nephew? God help you" I laugh as we start walking towards the exist. "Nah, shes cool. Kirs Keller likes her anyway" Kris says, talking in third person. "Hu" Is all I can reply with, this is going to be a long week for sure.
As we walk to Kris' house, I take in the scenery and pretend to listen to Kris ramble on about I dont even know what. "So, Platt told me not to ask why your hear but Kris Keller is going to ask anyway. Why you here?" Kris asks, still talking in third person. "Listen to your Aunt Kris" I reply, really not trusting this guy to keep his mouth shut "Kris Keller is offended" Kris frowns. I swear, if by the end of the week Kris isn't dead or in a coma itll be a bloody marical.
We arrive at Kris' house, its absolutely massive and there's posters hung up everywhere. "You got a lot of posters" I say, breaking the silence. "Ha, yes. I get alot from fans and things when I'm on tour" Kris replies, throwing me a beer. "Tour?" I ask confused "Kris Keller is offended that you don't know who he is" Kris says taking a swig of beer. "Ooo, yes. You went on tour with that really hot lass back when she was still in highschool" I say, remembering when back in highschool all the guys went crazy over her. "Ah, thats Hayley James- Scott. Also the name of my guitar" Kris says, practically drewling. "You named your guitar after your tour friend?" I ask, getting more and more weirded out my the second. "Yip, her husband wasn't to pleased. Well he actually doesn't me like but ya know, I got my guitar" Kris explains. The whole of Platts family must be odd ducks, becuase if two of them are, God help the rest. "Your rooms up to the left, ill throw some noodles in the microwave for tea. Its late and Kris Keller can't be arsed to cook" Kris says walking off to the kitchen. "Jay Halstead doesn't Kris Keller" I murmer, making my way up the stairs.
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Hidden Secrets
FanfictionJay goes to Tree Hill to get Erin(Brooke), after Platt tells him she moved back to Tree Hill not New York. More surprises end up being found than wanted from all sides, how will it all turn out when they are discovered?
