Hey guys! So I am writing again, slowly still a bunch of hectic stuff going on. I hope to get back to writing my one tree hill fanfic sooner rather than later but life is being a bitch right now so... ANYWAY, this is a one shot with a small (very small) possibility of blooming into a short story if the inspiration hits and if it's what you guys would like, so leave a review and enjoy(:
I DO NOT OWN ONE TREE HILL.

"We shouldn't be doing this." Brooke whispered as his head leaned in closer to hers, dangerously invading her personal space.

Lucas kissed her nose lightly and leaned his forehead against hers. "I can't stop thinking about you." He told her quietly, pushing her to lean against her front door. "I need you more than I've ever needed anybody."

Brooke inhaled shakily and looked up at him. "But Peyton, Luke, she loves you so much."

Lucas brought his fingers to her mouth and gently rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip. "I love you, Brooke Penelope Davis. So much, that I forget about everyone and everything." He admitted.

Brooke looked at him and slowly shook her head. "We can't be together, Lucas. We'd hurt so many people."

Lucas sighed. "We'd be hurting each other. Brooke, I feel so lost and empty without you."

"I can't." She said in a broken whisper. "I can't, no I won't, hurt Peyton like this. She loves you, and it will kill her if we are together. I'm not going to hurt her like that."

He closed his eyes and brushed her hair back while he trailed a hand to her waist and rubbed her stomach softly. "I want you so bad. I'm willing to do anything to have you, Brooke. I want to be together."

Brooke looked up at him and let out a shaky breath. "I need time to think this over. I need to help Peyton through this. You broke up with her and then Ellie comes into the picture? It's not easy on her, not at all."

Lucas closed his eyes in regret. "I didn't break up with her to hurt her. All's I could think about was how I felt about you. And even though we never did anything I felt as if I was cheating whenever I thought about you, or when the both of you would walk away from me I wouldn't be looking at my girlfriend. I'd be looking at you."

"I know that." Brooke told him in understanding tone. "I can't say I hate it though and do you know how shitty that makes me feel? You have no idea how happy I was when you told me you had feelings for me."

Lucas was laying down in his bed with a book in his hands, although he wasn't reading. The words just kind of blurred together. He couldn't concentrate on anything but hearing that gunshot. He couldn't just sit here and try to relax when he knew that Keith was dead. That man had helped raise him and Lucas was supposed to just be okay with the fact that he was gone. He was gone from this world forever.

There was a soft knock at his door and Lucas looked up, pleasantly surprised to see Brooke there. She was in her sweat pants and a tank top wearing an unzipped black sweater, she also wore her flip flops that looked too worn down. She looked like a regular Brooke that only a handful of people got to see.

"I hope I'm not interrupting." She said softly, indicating towards his book with her manicured hand.

Lucas shook his head and shut his book, not marking his page. He'd have to re-read what he had 'read' tonight anyway. He wasn't comprehending anything. "Nah, you're fine." He said sitting up and leaned against his head board. "So what's up?"

Brooke shrugged and quietly shut his door, knowing Karen was just in the other room. "I was laying down and I started thinking about what happened today and I just wanted to make sure you're okay." She told him slowly walking towards him.

Lucas nodded. "I'm as good as I can be I guess."

"Peyton's alright too, not that you tried to call or text her back." Brooke said and then sighed. "Lucas, I know you're in a rough place but don't push her away. She knows exactly how that feels."

Lucas didn't say anything he just hung his head and scrubbed a hand down his face. "Lucas." Brooke said coming to sit next to him. "I'm sorry, and I can't even imagine how you feel. But Peyton does. Her mother died and she's okay. You should talk to her she can help you."

"I don't want her to help me." Lucas said quietly yet forcefully.

Brooke frowned and rubbed his arm softly and played with his hair for a few minutes. "Then what do you want, Luke? You can't go through this by yourself. You'll be hurting everyday."

"I don't want her. I want you."

Brooke's eyes widened and she immediately dropped her hands from him. "What?" She asked in a quiet voice.

Lucas looked up at her, with clear and focused blue eyes. "I don't want Peyton. I want you, Brooke."

Brooke stared at him, her jaw dropped and she slowly got up and Lucas grabbed her hand so she couldn't leave. "I'm sorry." He said. "Not for what I feel for you but for pushing Peyton away. I don't want to hurt her."

Brooke frowned at him and took her hand away from his. "But you are Lucas. Lucas, you don't know me. You wouldn't want me if you did. Believe me, you're much better with Peyton." She forced herself to say. It was hard to say, but that was the truth no matter what. But she couldn't help those butterflies and her heart skipping a beat when he told her that.

"But I do know you. You're loyal, you are so independent sometimes it's annoying, you're the bravest person I've ever met. Running for class president, something nobody ever would have imagined you doing and you proved everybody wrong by winning. You're so beautiful yet you have all of these insecurities." Lucas said, his gaze not wavering from her. "So don't say I don't know you."

Brooke didn't say anything. For once she was speechless. Tears clouded her vision. "I don't know what to say." She said truthfully and shook her head.

"Tell me you want me back, please." Lucas said after he got up and walked over to her. His hands were on her cheeks tilting her head slightly so she could look at him.

Brooke shook her head. "I can't."

"Can't 'cause of Peyton or because you don't feel the same way?" He persisted.

Brooke looked at him and shook her head. "It doesn't matter."

"So, Peyton." He settled on saying and nodded in understanding. "I can't stay with her Brooke. What I feel for her can't even be compared to what I feel for you. You're it for me Brooke."

Brooke didn't know what to say but her phone rang, signaling she had a text. She looked away from Lucas and took her phone out of her pocket. It was Peyton.

"I gotta go, Luke." She said, while getting out of his hold.

Lucas nodded but kissed her forehead. "I'm leaving her Brooke. I have to. It's not fair to her or anyone. It'll only hurt her more."

Brooke didn't say anything, in fact she acted as if she hadn't heard him. "I'll check on you tomorrow. Feel better, Lucas." She told him and then left him.

Lucas smiled down at her and played with her bangs. "I would have never guessed, with the way you were acting I didn't know how to get to you anymore."

"I hated you and I loved you at that moment at the same time." Brooke confessed. "I hated you because you were going to break my best friend's heart but I loved you because I knew you'd be willing to give me your heart. Its made me feel like such a bad friend, it still does."

Lucas shook his head. "Don't let it, Brooke. Please. We've come so far to turn back now. Don't give up on us because of Peyton."

"She's my best friend, Luke." Brooke told him. "I love her, she's like my sister. I've always wanted her to like whoever I'm currently dating or having sex with."

Lucas raised a brow at her. "And which one are doing?" He asked quickly. Yes Brooke had an amazing body, any guy who had eyes could see that, but he wanted more from her.

Brooke looked at him for a second and then shrugged. "We're just hanging out. Getting to know each other a bit better."

Lucas nodded. "Alright, am I allowed to do this?" He asked as he leaned in and then gently brushed his lips against hers'.

A quiet breathy moan escaped Brooke and she forced her eyes open to look up at him when he pulled back. "Yes, we can do that." She said in a whisper.

Lucas smiled and put his hand on her cheek and kissed her again. Only it was a simple, brush of the lips, he coaxed her mouth open and twined their tongues together playfully and Brooke moved her hands to the nape of his neck, pulling herself closer to him.

But Lucas pulled back, he reluctantly let go of her and kissed her forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow. Need another ride home tomorrow?"

Brooke nodded. "I'd like that. Saving money on gas and car pooling can be so much fun." She said with a playful tone and kissed his cheek.

Lucas smiled at her and nodded. "I will see you during study hall then." Lucas told her and started walking away from her apartment.

"Wait, you actually won't." Brooke said quickly. "Me and Nate are partners for our science project."

Lucas raised his brows and shook his head in amusement. "Alright."

"I'm serious. It's do on Thursday. Lucas we have two days to finish something this big that will ultimately decide if we graduate or not." Brooke pouted. "I'm gonna be a senior forever."

"You'll be fine." He told her and kissed her forehead. "It's getting late and you need your beauty sleep. I'll see tomorrow."

"Bye." She said and kissed him one more time and then went into her apartment.

Later

Lucas sat down in his bedroom shaking his head as he wrote on his computer that night after coming back from Brookes'. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this happy and he couldn't even put into words what he felt for her.

He loved her. That Brooke Davis. She was beautiful, brilliant, and brave and Lucas feared she didn't even know it.