Ok so this is my first fanfic.I was planning it as a one shot but I realised I could go somehwat far with this so we'll see..lets see how the reviews are first then I make it further lol Anyways Uhm As much I as I hate to this I Do not own One Tree hill lol and it belongs to the cw/wb whatever it is now lol Thanx again

Always gonna be there

"…it's always gonna be there isn't it? You and me?"

And then my heart dropped. I just played it off with a quick nod and soft smile but inside, my stomach was turning in to knots.

Last year Lucas and I went through so much together and we weren't even a couple. Just a secret romance hidden beneath the surface. Secret meetings, hidden kisses, stolen glances. And that was enough for me, as long as I had Lucas, that's all that really mattered.

Then there was that one obstacle. Brooke.

I never meant nor wanted to hurt her, she had always been my best friend, hell my only real family. She was always there for when I needed it most, especially when my mom died. She was the only person I could really let in.

Until I met Lucas.

He immediately broke through my walls just like that. I remember the first day I met him, I was so closed off and defensive, in other words I was a bitch, but yet he didn't give up and that's what surprised me the most. I remember telling Haley that he could really see me, right down to my very soul and that's what made me love him. He told me my art mattered and from that day he's had my heart and I never really got it back …

"Your art matters...It's what got me here."

I look over to see him squinting his eyes lost in thought, something I always found cute.

Hmm ...I wonder what he's thinking about. Oh right…Brooke.

Lucas' POV

"It's always gonna be there...you and me..."

I don't know what made me say it, it just felt right, and it was the truth.

Peyton Sawyer had always been in my heart since the first moment I saw those blond curls and chickeny legs. She intrigued me. She was different from every girl I've met. She loved music, created amazing art and seemed darker than others, especially for a cheerleader.

"Why are you a cheerleader? No offense or anything but your about the least cheery person I know"

After that day I knew we'd be in each other's lives. Who knew I'd fall in love along the way.

I just had to be with her. She was the only person who really knew me and made me feel alive.

But then Brooke came in the picture and things got complicated.

I never meant to hurt Brooke. I liked her, I did but… Its Peyton you know? My Peyton. I could never let go of her…Even now as I sit here across from her, she still gives me the same chills I had the day we first spoke. It would always be her.

Just then a voice pulls me from my thoughts.



"..I'm really sorry about Brooke. I know it didn't go the way you hoped but she's coming back, you could always try again."

"Yeah...I guess." He said as if almost he didn't care.

"You just gotta give her some time, considering everything that's happened. She'll open up when she's ready." Even though It was killing Peyton to say this, she still cared about his happiness, and if that meant Brooke then she was gonna be there for him, no matter what she was feeling.

"Do you ever think about it?"

"About what?" she asked, a bit caught off guard by his question.

"About what happened…About us?" he said, the last part growing into a whisper.

Everyday.

"Sure…Sometimes…why?" she asked slightly confused of where this was coming from.

"Do you think things would be different?"

"Different how?"

"Like if we never kissed that night in the motel room or if you never walked out on me at Nathan's party?" he said with a bit more hostility than intended. Peyton just sat there, staring into the eyes of the man she loved, growing with anger.

"Or when you chose Brooke after I told you I wanted all the same things or how about when you screwed some random bar slut? Then yes, things could be different." She said with sarcasm and anger dripping on every word.

"So it's my fault things turned out the way they did?" Lucas couldn't believe she was throwing this back in his face, he continued, as his anger did also.

"..Because if I remember correctly you also walked away from us after I broke it off with Brooke."

By this time Peyton was up and out of bed, with her hands on her hips and a fire in her eyes.

"Oh, so I'm the one to blame. Brooke was my best friend Luke, you knew I couldn't do that to her. I told you over and over I didn't want to hurt her. And YOU practically ran in to bed with some psycho whore right after. Guess it didn't take you long to get over us huh?" The longer she spoke the more her heart would break. Looking back on this past year was not something she wanted to face, especially with him.

"Well maybe if you didn't run from us, like you were good at, I never would have met her." And that was it…Too late to take it back now. Luke immediately regretted those words once they flew out his mouth.

He looked at Peyton and his heart broke.

She just stood there, mouth open in shock, tears threatening to fall.

Why is he doing this? Why now?

"Peyt-"but she didn't let him finish.

"I can't deal with this...Not now..." She said, hardly above a whisper.

"Peyton" … and with that she was out the door.

Luke didn't know why he said the things he did, but to him it was such a sore subject. He's spent sleepless nights always asking himself what if? And thinking about how things could be different. The night she walked away from him on the porch was the night his heart was shattered…The 2nd time by Peyton Sawyer.

He made his way down stairs, ready to barge out the front door and look for his Blondie until he heard the sound of a few bangs from the kitchen. He made his way slowly down the hall and peeked his head in. There, he saw Peyton sitting on the counter focused on her hands. He saw her body shake a bit and he knew she was crying. He debated for a moment whether he or not he should wait or go right in. He counted to 60 then took a few steps into the room.

"Why Luke?"

Apparently his presence was known.

She looked up and continued.

"Why bring this up now? After all this time? At this moment? I JUST found out about my birth mother and YOU kissed Brooke." her voice cracked at the end, but she kept on.

"I've tried so hard to bury what I feel for you and just move on. Do you realize that this is the most time we've spent together in months?" she said trying her hardest to keep herself together, pretty sure she would break at any moment.

He looked away shamefully. He knew she was right. For the past few months they've grown apart and haven't been as close as they use to be. Realizing he hasn't been there for her like he should have been, regretting it all now.

She waited for him to respond and yet he just stood there and said nothing. She jumped off the counter top and started to walk away.

"You know what, this was a mistake, but I bet you knew that already." She said avoiding his gaze and trying to escape.

He didn't even give her chance to leave as he caught her hand and pulled her towards him.

"What are you talking about Peyton?" he said still holding on to her hand.

"Oh you don't remember?" she said, sarcasm in every word.

He shook his head.

She looked up at him, realizing how close they had become and continued.

"Brooke told me she found the box when we were…" she motioned between the two of them.

"Apparently I was a mistake." Her voice almost broke out into a sob, but she stood her ground, never looking away from his gaze.

"Peyt, you gotta believe-"

"Save it. I don't care, not anymore."

And with that she did what she knew best. Walked away.

Peyton walked out of the kitchen, into the living room and began pacing back and forth.

How could this night get like this? She thought. One minute there all fine and dandy and the now it feels like a lovers' quarrel.

Peyton didn't know what got her to open up but this was a conversation that was well over due. It was hard for her to look back at what they use to be. Didn't he understand how difficult it was for her to make the decision to end it? She did what she thought was best. He had no idea how much strength it took for her to get up every morning, knowing that it would be another day of not being with the man she loved ,all because she chose to let it go. Still to this day, it kills her every time she looks into those eyes, because all she's reminded of is the look on his face when she broke his heart.

She was still in love with Lucas Scott.

That moment, she heard a loud crash from the kitchen, followed by a line of curses.

She decided to make her way back finding a glass filled floor and Lucas slumped over the kitchen sink.

"Luke...What happ-"she stopped when he turned around and noticed some blood on his hand.

"You're bleeding". She walked over to him, grabbed his hand and inspected the cut.

"Its fine, just leave it." He said not looking in her direction.

"Don't be stupid come here". She grabbed his hand and brought it under the faucet.

The moment she grabbed his hand was the moment their eyes locked. They knew they both felt it, that bolt of electricity that shot threw them. She looked away, trying to cover her rosy cheeks.

Luke smiled at this.

"Just uh…Keep it there for a sec." She said, trying not to stutter and bent down in front of the cabinet under the sink. She sat there, feeling the pair of eyes on her, and took out the first aid kit.

She took his hand carefully and starting cleaning up the wound. Only Lucas Scott had the power of making a simple task terrifyingly nerve racking.

The whole time, Lucas was unable to look away. He was captivated by her. The way she would stuck out her tongue on the side of her mouth when she was in deep concentration and when a loose curl would fall upon her face.

She was simply beautiful.

Inside and out. The fact that she was overly pissed at him but was worried enough to take care of his hand and make sure he was ok said it all.

He knew he was head over heels for this girl. But could he really tell her now? For all he knew she didn't feel that way for him anymore, I mean hell she did have Jake, considering he was the one who called him.

And then there was that one small detail...me kissing Brooke.

He had to let her know how he was really feeling, especially after their blow up, theres no time like the present… He was still in love with Peyton Sawyer, hell he never stopped. And he planned on telling her.

Tonight.

Just in case there was any confusion, when they start getting into conversation thats when it becomes General POV. I have to be honest, I wasnt really please with the beginning and the way I wrote Peytons feelings I didnt feel like re wording lol

So please please reviews are love! Like i said if reviews are good then I'll continue lol I'll post more soon.

Next is gonna be the Peyton box and "mistake" I have to plan how Im gona do Luke's love declaration cuz I want it to be perfect Ok now Im babbling anywoo thanx again!