A/N: New story! I know I haven't written one in a long time but I just thought of this one day and now I'm trying it out. So reviews are very much needed! This is a future BL story with possible Season 5 spoilers. Please enjoy and don't forget to review at the end!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Mark Schwann does and I did BL would be together!

Summary: BL. Possible Season 5 Spoilers. Brooke is a famous fashion designer that has everything she could ever want and need. She has the perfect life, she's rich, she has an amazing job, and as of now, she has a fiancé. But a week before her wedding, the people of her past show up unexpectedly. Can Brooke handle it all and possibly repair her broken past? Brooke will learn what it feels like when the most important person of all pops up and turns her world upside down, side to side and in every other direction possible.

Chapter 1 Just One Week

Sunday

It was a bright sunny day in New York City, and Brooke Davis had just left her penthouse to catch a cab to go to work. She owned her own company, Clothes Over Bros, and lived a very successful life. She had a wonderful fiancé, people adored her, and she was filthy rich. This was the life her mother had ever wanted for her, and for the moments that she spent with all of this, the best she could do was enjoy it.

Her mother tried to stay in contact a lot more, now that she was rich and successful. Brooke's fiancé, Marcus Wade, was an extremely rich bachelor, until Brooke got together with him. Now they were both so rich they could buy a whole apartment building if they really wanted to, and a horse along with it.

Having so much money opened up so many doors for Brooke that she never thought possible. Ever since she produced a huge profit, she did not really have to work that hard to get things. She would basically just snap her fingers and everything came to her.

She wasn't going to be a trophy wife, because bottom line it wasn't her style. But she and Marcus were going to be considered one of the richest couples in New York. That had a nice ring to it.

Brooke sauntered into her office, that was the biggest one out of the whole company, and passed by the people that worked with her. She had many friends there, because she wasn't a cold hearted bitch like everyone thought she was going to be, and so she said hello to them every morning. Brooke dropped that bitter bitch act in high school.

There was an emergency this morning, something about a ripping of the dresses, so Brooke had to come in and sort some things out on a Sunday. But honestly, she didn't mind.

"Hey Brooke!" her assistant, Carrie greeted.

"Hello Carrie, how are you?"

"Oh you know the usual. Still looking for a guy to spend the rest of my life with." She joked.

Brooke smiled, she was happy that she finally found someone to spend the rest of her life with. She was so tired of all the heartbreak she went through during high school and afterwards. When she stumbled upon Marcus, she couldn't have been more grateful, and he couldn't have come at a better time.

"I'm sure you'll find someone soon." Brooke told her sweetly. She did truly hope Carrie found someone because no one deserved to be alone, especially since Brooke knew what it was like to be alone, and she wouldn't wish that on anybody.

Little did Brooke know that someone Carrie was looking for, was arriving very very soon.

Carrie smiled and nodded her head, "So how are the wedding plans going?"

"Pretty good, considering I'm getting married next Sunday." Brooke laughed.

It was almost like once she was married, everything would fall into place. She wouldn't have to deal with dating again or the thought of breaking up. Marriage was like her invitation to a happy, healthy, full life. She couldn't wait to get married and start that new life.

She had been planning the wedding for about two to three months and everyone looked at her like she was crazy. Usually, people in the celebrity world either elope or wait a year to get married. And then they break up three months later. Brooke didn't want this to happen, but she wanted to married to Marcus as fast as she could and with her schedule and hectic clothing line, she finally found the perfect day to get married on, and it was only a week away. So far, Brooke wasn't completely a wreck.

"I can't wait to go to your wedding," Carrie gushed, "It's going to be so glamorous!"

"Let's just hope the paparazzi don't interrupt it." Brooke commented before settling down into her desk. She had a view of the whole city behind her on the big window that covered half of her office.

"They always do." Carrie told her before returning back to her work.

And boy did Brooke know it. When Marcus proposed the paparazzi went insane and crowded their penthouse and the park where he proposed. She had no where to go so she had to stay with her parents. And after that, she was convinced that no other day had been more horrible then the day she stayed with her parents.

She called the girls in so she could take a look at the dress she was dealing with and they all jogged in, with worried faces.

"Okay Brooke sorry for making you come in on a Sunday but this was really, really important." One of the girls, Audrey, said to her.

Brooke laughed at how afraid they were of her. "You guys it's no big deal. If you need me, I'll be here."

The girls didn't know what else to say so they nodded. "There is a rip in here but it's pretty huge."

"How did it get this way?"

"Well while they were at a fashion show for the premiere of the clothes, another model stepped on the back train of it and ripped the whole entire dress off of the models body."

'What a disaster.' Brooke thought.

Audrey leaned down close to Brooke's face and whispered, "And the worst part is, the paparazzi got every shot and now it's all over the news. Both models won't find jobs anywhere else."

"That's terrible," Brooke said, "Maybe I can help the model out and give her a job somewhere."

The girls looked at her in shock.

"What was the girl's name who got the dress ripped off of her?" Brooke asked.

The other girl, Cassandra, thought hard. Then she shot up like a bolt of lightening. "I think her name was…Rachel something."

"Didn't her last name start with a 'G?" Audrey asked.

"Yeah," Cassandra said nodding, "I think it was Gattino or Gattiny…"

"Gatina?" Brooke asked, just as shocked as they were before.

The minute she muttered the name, she shuddered. She didn't even want to think about Rachel.

"That's it!" They both yelled at the same time.

"Do you know her?" Audrey asked.

Brooke nodded slowly, "I used to."

"Get me her number immediately." Brooke demanded. She couldn't believe that Rachel had been in this city let alone a model for her clothes! How could she have missed that?

The girls told Carrie all of the information and Carrie jumped right on it, typing away at her desk.

Brooke then began shuffling through papers when her cell phone rang, it was Marcus. She smiled.

"Hey babe," She greeted, "How was your day?"

"Great actually," He said cheerfully, "I met one of your old friends from high school."

Brooke, assuming it was one of the girls she used to hang out with, just smiled and nodded.

"What was her name?"

"It was actually a 'he'." He replied.

Brooke didn't say anything. What could she say when her fiancé met one of her guy friends from high school? Oh God what if it was Tim?

"A Lucas Scott he says."

Brooke almost dropped the phone. Lucas Scott? What was he doing here?

"What was he doing here?" She asked calmly, even though inside she was screaming her head off.

"He wrote another book so he was here for a signing, I ran into him in the bookstore."

Before Brooke could say anything more, Marcus had to go. "I'll tell you more about it when I get home. I love you!"

"Love you too," She replied before clicking off.

Lucas wrote a second book? Since when did his first one get published?

"Brooke? I have the number for you."

She would need to call Rachel sooner or later considering the way she left things with her. And she would definitely avoid Lucas because she was afraid of how she would react when she saw him. She sighed, just one more week until her wedding, just one more week.

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