OK! I was suppose to be updating my other FF's but I sat down to write and this came out instead...... Crazy the way the brain works... ANYWAY.. DW The other fics will be updated tomorrow ;)
A/N: All of ssn 1-4 happened.... SSN 5-6 NEVER happened... Pucas broke up about 6 months after graduation on MUTUAL terms.. they both agreed it wasn't 'right'. Brooke started her company and was hugely successful but returned to Tree Hill about 1 1/2 years after graduation and THEN started her shop in Tree Hill. She never worked with Victoria, she started the company on her own and is bit of a celebrity.
The rest will be explained... This is MAJOR Brucas... a bit from other couples but mostly Brucas. It will be a short series (Compared to my other stories), probably only a 7-8 Chaps long.
Change the world to make you happy
PART 1
Her gaze was impossible to read, and that's what made it ten times harder. I needed to know what she thought about all of this, what she wanted me to do. I'd give her the world if she'd let me, but all she asked for right now was for me to hold her in my arms and promise everything was going to be OK. And that's what I did. I lied. I had no idea how it was all going to turn out, I had no idea what the hell the future held, for us and for the others, but when the love of your life, your world, your reason for existence looks at you and asks you to do the only thing you can to ease her pain, I'd like to see anyone say no.
I looked at him, I mean REALLY looked at him, and saw what I had feared all along. He cared too much, and it scared the crap out of me. I loved him. I would never try to deny it. That is something I could never lie about, because not loving him, even pretending to not love him would shatter my heart. But his love was scary, the intensity, he looks at me and I can almost feel it radiating off him, every movement I make, he watches, waiting to jump in front of a bullet for me, to protect me from it all. I want to tell him that he doesn't need to protect me, that him willing to give up his life for me is hurting me more than any physical pain could, that if anything happened to him, I would die. He is my heart and what body can live without it's heart? He holds me in his arms and I ask him to tell me it's all going to be OK, he wraps his hands tighter around my body and promises that everything was going to be BETTER than OK, he was going to make it that way. "I would change the world just to make you happy" he whispered, and that's when the tears came, because deep in my heart that's when I finally realized.... The only way that any of this was going to be OK was if the world changed, and I didn't see that happening anytime soon.
Two Month's Earlier
"BROOKE! GET UP!" I heard Peyton yell from downstairs and groaned
"IN A MINUTE!" I yell back, without opening my eyes 'What the hell does she want?' I thought to myself 'We weren't supposed to meet until..' I open one eye and look at the clock "CRAP" I yell out loud as I spring from the bed 'How the hell did I sleep until two?' I ran around frantically grabbing everything I could get my hands on. Jeans, Bra, Top, Brush, Undies, Hair Tie... Dashing to the bathroom I jump in the shower and manage to wash off last nights make up in record time. Hoping out I shove on my jeans, which I realise, with a shock seem to have some sort of chocolate stain right down the front 'Brilliant', a few swear words later I'm pulling them off and sticking on my bra, t-shirt and undies before brushing my teeth and washing the tequila taste out 'Yuck', I pull my hair back into a messy ponytail before dashing back into my bedroom to grab another pair of jeans, which, thankfully, are not stained. I pick out the perfect pair of casual shoes to complete the outfit and Two minutes later I'm downstairs standing in front of Peyton, who does not look happy. "You'd THINK a girl might be excited to have her fiancé home... but not Brooke Davis, I'm thinking she would rather be still out on the town?" She kinked her eyebrow at me and gave me a sarcastic Peyton-Smile
"OH Shut it Blondie... you know I love Lucas" Peyton smile didn't falter and I shrugged at her "When the Cats away.. the Brooke will party" Peyton laughs at this and I smile at her "Shall we go then?" She nods and we head to her car
"So?" She turns to me when we reach a red light "How the hell are you going to explain this one to Lucas?" I bite my lip and don't answer, and in a way that is my answer because she and I both know... I have NO idea.
"Girlfriend?" I look up from the picture and stare at the flight attendant, she has a pleasant smile and as she asks this, I can tell she is genuinely interested
"Fiancé" I correct her, and I can feel my smile grow as I say that simple word, She was going to be mine and even on my worst day, that simple thought could make me nearly cry with happiness.
"She is one lucky, lucky girl" the flight attendant chirped "I can see how much you care about her just by the way you look at her picture" I nod and look back down at my Pretty Girl, at the same picture I had kept with me for the last two weeks. The flight attendant gets the hint and leaves me alone with my thoughts, thoughts that don't stray far from what I think about everyday, Brooke Davis. Her touch, her smell, her taste, the sound of her voice, all of it, I savour just waiting to see her again. In a way it was agony, when I am away from her I feel empty. I never knew anything like this existed, sure people describe love in books, poem's, songs, but no one ever truly describes the true paralysing effect it can have, how it can take all your judgements, morals and grasps of reality and completely throw them out the window. In High School, I thought I was in love, hell, I even thought I was in love with her... but it wasn't until after, when we really got the chance to BE with each other, that I truly discovered what love was and started to wonder how the fuck I had ever been stupid enough to nearly let her slip away forever. She completes me, and I hope with all my heart that I complete her, because without her, I'm lost. The captain announced we were making our descent and my heart skipped a beat "Not long now" I whispered to myself "I'm coming home Pretty Girl"..
Sorry if it wasn't long enough for you.. but I'm tired.
Please let me know what you think ;)