Summary: Lucas finally makes his choice, but how do Brooke & Peyton feel about it? Takes place after season 5. BRUCAS!
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of it's characters & am not affiliated with the Mark or the CW in anyway.
Some of the stuff is from show, but most of it is me...this is my first Brucas fic, so I hope you guys enjoy. Reviews always welcome! xo
"I'm at the airport, I have two tickets to Vegas, do you wanna get married?"
Lucas sat there at the airport, phone in hand, thinking about the call he just made. Smiling to himself, knowing he made the right choice.
He shook his head thinking about the craziness of the past few weeks. He was supposed to be married to Lindsay right now, just getting back from their honeymoon, starting their lives together. But for the first time since she walked away from him, he was glad. She wasn't the girl for him, she never was, she was a stand in. Of course he cared about her, he even loved her, but he was never really in love with her. Deep down he always knew that and she did too. I mean she did read his book.
Then that brings them to Peyton, the girl everyone was so sure he belonged with, everyone including Lindsey. That's where the confusion had set in. He and Peyton made sense, they were friends, they liked the same music and as Brooke would say they were both 'broody.' But that wasn't enough, it had been in high school, but it wasn't anymore. She said that she loved him and she wouldn't give up, but he knew eventually she would move on, she had to. Logically Peyton should be his choice, he was there for her, he saved her. But she wasn't the girl that he went to when he needed someone. She wasn't the girl he could talk to for hours about everything and nothing at the same time. She wasn't the girl who could always make him smile no matter what kind of mood he was in, or turn him on with nothing more than a wink. Most importantly, when he closed his eyes and pictured the one girl he couldn't see himself spending the rest of his life without, it wasn't her.
Haley had told him he needed to listen to his heart. To stop over thinking everything and that's what he was doing. He closed his eyes and imagined what his life would be like married to each women swirling through his mind, but that didn't really work, he was still thinking too hard. So he asked himself who was the one girl he couldn't live without, the one that if he didn't see her face everyday, he didn't know what he would do. This time he told his heart to answer. Closing his eyes again, he cleared his mind until finally his heart had an answer. He saw her face. Her now short brown hair cropping her face, those green eyes that melted his heart, and that dimpled smile that made him weak in the knees. He saw Brooke. Yup, he knew he made the right choice. He just hoped she'd actually show up.
Brooke was in her house freaking out inside. Her heart beating a million miles a minute, threatening to pound out of her chest. Lucas Scott, the boy she's been in love with pretty much since the day she met him, just called her and asked her to marry him. Granted that wasn't the proposal she had always dreamed about, but he still asked her. But then her brain started working in high gear, bringing her insecurities front and center. Why was he asking her? She knew he's been confused about everything with Peyton and Lindsey, so why her? Why not them?
She paced around her living room for a few minutes before deciding she would ask him that herself. She went up stairs debating on packing a bag. She wasn't actually going to do this, she just wanted to go yell at him. He couldn't keep toying with her emotions; pull her back in, just to push her away again. This wasn't high school and she wasn't going to deal with it. She couldn't.
She drove to the airport thinking about the boy she's always wanted but never really had. Thinking about all the times he's hurt her and how he's broken her heart. All of that fueling her to keep driving, wanting to let him have it. But then thoughts of all the good things started creeping into the front of her mind. His smile, those blue eyes, the way he would rest his hand on her cheek to make her feel better, the way he called her 'pretty girl' that made her heart leap. No matter how hard she tried and wanted to be angry with him, she was actually happy that he had called her. Completely terrified, but still happy.
All negative thoughts about her and Lucas were pushed out of her mind completely when she when walked I to the airport and saw him. Sitting next to the terminal, cell phone in hand, looking worried but hopeful at the same time. She couldn't stop the small smile from forming on her lips. He looked up, seeing her for the first time, relief washing over his face. He stood up and started walking toward her. She walked toward him, her brain screaming at her to yell at him, to make him explain why they were both there, but she couldn't. He pulled her into his arms and she couldn't deny it felt like home. Breathing him in, she felt every part of her relax.
Pulling out if the hug slowly, they stood there for a minute looking at each other. Lucas took her hands in his, smiling down at her. "Hi," he said softly just trying to take her in. How had he not come to this conclusion sooner?
"Hi," she said back shyly, looking at him. The sound of the stewardess breaking them out of their trance.
"You don't have a bag?" He asked knowing Brooke didn't know the meaning of packing light, he expected her to have a few bags. She shook her head and started walking towards the line of people waiting to board the plane. Leaving a slightly confused Lucas a few paces behind her. "Why don't you have any bags?" He asked finally catching up to her.
"Well, I wasn't actually planning on going with you," she said an apologetic smile on her face as she saw the confusion on his. "I was just gonna come here and talk to you, maybe yell...but once I got here, I just..."
"Wait a minute; you came down here to tell at me?"
Brooke shrugged, still smiling. "Kind of, I mean you ambushed me with that call. You had two tickets to Vegas and you wanted to get married? Seriously Lucas, how could not expect me to freak out a little?"
"A little?...I..." he didn't know what to say and just shook his head. This girl would drive him crazy one day, but honestly he wouldn't have it any other way.
Once they were sitting on the plane, they ordered drinks and Brooke told him she couldn't believe he had them flying coach on a tiny plane. He just laughed to himself as he watched her try to get comfortable in her seat.
"So what changed your mind?" He asked, receiving a confused look from the girl next to him. "Well you're here. You got on the plane and other than criticizing my seating choice you haven't yelled at me."
She stopped what she was doing at first, looking at him, but them shrugged and kept trying to adjust her seat, "I changed my mind."
He could see it, her walls going back up, the open, but brief moment they shared at the airport gone. "Brooke...don't shut me out, ok?" He said taking her hand, "you're here, we're together, that's all that matters to me right now. Please don't push me away."
She looked up at him, seeing the look in his eyes, "I'm sorry. I just...this isn't easy."
He nodded understanding, placing his hand on her cheek, smiling feeling her lean into him. "I know, but our biggest problem has always been honesty right? We need to be honest about how we're feeling and you need to trust me when I tell you that I know I made the right choice calling you. I'm the guy for you Brooke Davis, but more importantly, you're the girl for me."
Her heart swelled and she couldn't stop the tear that slid down her cheek. He had told her he was the guy for her, more than a few times, but he had never said that she was the girl for him. She didn't know until that moment that was all she's ever wanted to hear. She leaned in slowly, pressing her lips against his, kissing him for the first time in years. It may have been years, but it didn't feel like it. The familiar feeling of them coming together had them both smiling inside. Pulling away slightly she showed her dimples in all their glory and he couldn't help but lean in and kiss her again. A small quick kiss, but it made them both smile. He put his arm around her and felt her lean into him as the plane finally took off. All the stress of both of their crazy days slipping away as they drifted off to sleep.
Lots of fluff and a little cheesy, but I hope you guys like it xo I'd love to know what you think :)