Disclaimer- I do not own anything OTH. Not the characters, the title or the storyline. (But I wouldn't mind owning Chad Michael Murray or James Lafferty. Lol) I also don't own the song Teardrops On My Guitar by Miss Taylor Swift.

Pairings- Brucas and a little Pucas.

Teardrops On My Guitar

Look at me please. Just turn your pretty little head and look at ME! Brooke thought to herself for at least the thousandth time. If only that gorgeous blue eyed blonde haired boy she could once call hers would look her way. Just once, that would be enough. Of course he hardly ever looked at her since IT had happened.

Brooke's stomach dropped at the thought of that night. That night he had told her he wasn't going to fight for her anymore. That she wasn't The One. His one. Oh how she wished she would have grabbed that strong arm of his, pulling him back, and telling him he was her one. But now of course she can never do that. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if she took that happiness away from her best friend.

He and Peyton had hooked up shortly after. They seemed happy to her and that's all she wanted. Was for him to be happy (with her). Just thinking about those late nights at Brooke's apartment give the pretty brunette chill bumps. The way he would leave loving butterfly kisses down her neck on his journey to her chest, and the way he would lightly play with the hem of her shirt telling her he wanted her. The way he would slowly lift her shirt, his fingertips gently tickling the soft creamy skin of her lower abdomen. The way his tongue would leave a damp trail from her belly button all the way down to her…

BRINGGGGG.. Saved by the bell, Brooke thought smiling warmly to herself knowing she could get lost in thoughts of once upon a times. Brooke quickly gathered her things and ran out of the classroom, knowing thanks to the gay Principal they only had 3 minutes in between classes now.

Brooke was so speedy in her mission to go to her locker and get to 6th period on time, she didn't even notice the tall figure she plowed into. Well, that is she didn't notice till her feet flew out from under her sending her belongings soaring through the air.

She began to quickly apologize and gather her things, still determined to make it on time.

She abruptly stood up smoothing out her green halter top. She was about to walk to class when the tall figure handed her the history book she hadn't seen. As soon as she saw those hands, those gorgeous hands, she knew.

She hesitantly raised her head to meet the piercing blue eyes of the boy she loved so dear.

"Lucas. I.. Uhm.. I didn't see you I'm so very sorry." Brooke apologized feeling her knees becoming week just at the sight of him. "Don't worry about it" He replied. Giving her a small smile that made her heart catch in her throat.

"Well I Guess I'll see you later." Brooke said, her voice straining as she tried not to cry. It was hard not having him talking to her as if she was his world. She missed him. She missed him so much. She just wished she could tell him. She should tell him, she deserves him, they deserve each other. Its not like they weren't perfect for each other.

NO!! she silently cursed herself for having such absurdly selfish thoughts. After all she was the one who told him she didn't miss him. She drove HIM away. He didn't deserve to have his emotions played with like that. She knew what it felt like to be in a yo-yo relationship. She wouldn't wish it on her worst enemy.

"I guess so." Lucas said wishing she would stay longer. He just wanted to be her boyfriend again. Lucas couldn't hardly bare the thought of her being with someone else he just wishes he could tell her how he feels. How much he wants to be with her. How much he wants to grab her and throw her up against the lockers, right here, right NOW.

NO!! he said stopping himself. You can't do that to her. She obviously doesn't want to be with you Lucas sadly thought to himself. He had to get out of here before he went crazy. He couldn't hardly stand to look at her, her and those gorgeous moon size dimples, and her exquisite hazel eyes, knowing he could never kiss her from head to toe again. Like he had so many nights before. Stop it Luke!

BRINGGG…. "Damn it." Brooke swore under her breath , angry with herself for being late to English, yet again. "I gotta go Lucas.". She painted on a smile and gave him a friendly wink. With that she turned and walked (ran) to her next class.

"Bye Pretty Girl". Lucas whispered wishing she was still just that… His Pretty Girl.

Please Review.. Tell me if you want another chapter or if it should be a oneshot. If I get enough reviews I'll add a chapter.. Keep in mind this is my FIRST fan fic so don't go to hard on me. Lol. Sorry it was so short. Reviews are loved!!!!

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Prettygirlnboyfriend07 (aka- Taylor)