Summary: There are some things you can't control in life. Things like timing and the weather. Things like destiny and kismet. It's not like they asked to be at the same place, at the same time. It's just fate taking it's course.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to One Tree Hill. All Mark.
Rain. Some people find it refreshing, beautiful, cleansing, soothing, and mesmerizing even. Other people find it dark, gloomy, flooding, and ultimately, depressing. Today, Brooke is one of those people that find it depressing and unpleasant. Normally, she'd be one of those people out and about, jumping around in the rain and enjoying every moment of it. But today, she just wanted to get to her hotel room and sleep her first day in New York away, even if she had an early morning meeting.
Sitting in the car while soft pitter patters of crystal droplets hit the side of the window, Brooke Davis waited to arrive to her hotel. Three in the morning and she had finally arrived in NY after having her flight delayed repeatedly the night before. She was exhausted, wishing the rain would just go away because she had a full day ahead of her and rain would just be troublesome. She also hoped that it wouldn't rain much for the two months that she'll be spending in the city. She just wanted to get things done with Clothes Over Bros and head back to Tree Hill, her home.
Then there are people who love the rain, Julian being one of them. With a job that induces stress, rain is a way to help calm him down. It's gentle and relaxing, and that's what he loves about it. However, he'd never run around in it, but instead, he'd sit inside and stare out at the clear, cool air. Besides working on his new movie, that's what he's been doing for the past two weeks that he has been in New York, hoping that it'll continue to rain the remaining nine weeks that he'll be staying.
Unable to sleep at three in the morning, Julian Baker sat in front of his hotel window and stared out into the beautiful, glistening wet city of New York. As much as the rain soothed him, it also made him think of Brooke, the girl he fell in love with two years ago. The rain was mesmerizing, as was Brooke. It was beautiful and full of life, just like Brooke. There were so many things that reminded him of her, but nothing compared to the rain. The more it rained, the more he thought of her. The more he would miss her soft touch on his skin and the way her dimples would appear every time he made her laugh or smile. But that memory soon faded as he remembered the reason why they weren't together anymore. But nevertheless, he still loves the rain, just like he still loves Brooke Davis, even if she didn't love him back.
The alarm clock rang for the third time this morning. Brooke had ignored the first two times it had rung but this time she snaked her long, slender arm from beneath the satin covers and reached over to where the noise was coming from, taking the alarm clock and throwing it across the room. Satisfied that the alarm had finally stopped, she drifted back to sleep. Ten minutes later, the alarm goes off again. Swearing that she threw the alarm clock across the room earlier, Brooke emerged from under the sheets, looking over to her nightstand to see that it was actually her phone ringing instead of the alarm. Brooke picks up her phone to see that Victoria's calling. Before answering her phone, she jumps out of bed running over to the clock to see in big, flashing, red numbers "11:23."
"Crap, crap! I overslept!" Brooke said to herself, freaking out. She had arrived in New York extremely early in the morning, promising herself that she wouldn't oversleep since she has a meeting at 11 am sharp.
Pressing the "talk" button on her phone and slowly pulling it up to her ear, Brooke prepares herself to talk to Victoria, assuming that she would be mad at her for being late to the meeting.
"Brooke! Honey, are you okay? Where are you? You're twenty-five minutes late!" Victoria said in a slightly worried, slightly annoyed tone. That's the sound of a worried mother and frustrated business partner.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I kind of… overslept?" Brooke answered, waiting for Victoria to lash out at her for oversleeping.
"What?! Well, how much longer until you're here? Everyone's waiting for you." Victoria replied impatiently.
"Oh um, I'm in the lobby right now, I still need to catch a cab so I'll be there as fast as I can," Brooke lied, making her way to her suitcase, unzipping it and throwing articles of clothing around so she can find an outfit.
"Sweetheart, you have a driver. But okay, get here soon!" Victoria said before hanging up, reminding Brooke that she didn't have to wait for a cab driver, which also means that she would have to speed up her time getting ready.
Tossing her phone onto the bed, Brooke quickly ran around the room trying to get ready as fast as possible before stopping and looking out the window. Rain. It's still raining.
"Great, just great. First, I overslept and now it's raining? And then I still have to attend meetings?" Brooke said to herself, annoyed. "Just wonderful."
After she finished getting dressed, she ran out the door and into the packed lobby.
Walking out of the cab and into the wet, busy streets of New York, Julian slowly grabs his vibrating phone from his pocket and pulls it up to his ear, answering the call.
"Hey Grey, I'm right in front of my hotel right now, I just need to pick up some papers that I forgot but I'll be back in a few," he says to the director of the movie, Grey Genson.
"Okay, hurry up though. Zed is being a pain in the ass right now," Grey says about the star of the movie, Zed Elliot. "He's complaining about the script being too 'sappy' for him"
"Ergh, okay, I'll be there as soon as I can. Tell Zed that this is what he signed up for and the script is staying the way it is whether he likes it or not," he replied as he walked into the rotating door of the hotel.
"Alright then, I'll talk to him. Bye," said Grey, ending the phone call.
Now walking through the crowded lobby, Julian couldn't help but feel, different. He doesn't know what has gotten into him but he feels as if someone is there, someone he knows, and it makes him feel uneasy. However, the feeling passes as he walks into the elevator.
It had been a long day for Julian. After getting back to the production office with the papers that he retrieved from his hotel room, he felt extremely tired, and it didn't help that Zed started arguing with him and the director the moment he came back. But now finally arriving back to the hotel at eleven o' clock at night, he just wanted to go bed and sleep the whole week away. But being a producer kept him from doing that as he had to work on papers instead.
Walking through the lobby, he rushed to the elevator door before it could close, but stopped once he saw who was standing in front of him inside the elevator door. Brooke Davis.
Author's Note: This is my first multi-chapter story. I'm a bit nervous because I'm not sure what turns to take or where to go with this story yet. Hopefully you guys enjoyed it. Also, I just want to make it clear that the events that happened on One Tree Hill DID in fact HAPPEN. The only events that didn't happen are: Julian attending LP's wedding and Sam going back to her mom. I also want to make it clear that Victoria DID have that heart-to-heart talk with Brooke(only without the stuff about Julian), which is why they're so comfortable talking to each other now. Oh, and this is set two years AFTER the airport scene. I hope I made it clear that Brooke and Julian will be in NY for about 2 months due to their jobs. Another thing, I hope you guys realize that when Julian was in the lobby, Brooke was there too, just in a different area. I tried to make it seem like the timing on both parts were the same, but I don't know how that worked out. Ah AND about the ending, I hope it doesn't seem rushed. I just got a little eager. So please, send your thoughts and criticism in a review!