One Tree Hill – *Leyton*

So I'm gonna try and right an OTH fanfic but I am not sure how it's gonna go. :) I'm a little nervous about how it will turn out. I appreciate any reviews that you guys give me. Enjoy! – CowGirl7384

Peyton Pov –

I looked out the window and looked at the little town that I had longed so much for the past four years. I had quickly gotten annoyed with LA and now hated the city life. I couldn't believe I was finally back in Tree Hill. I was scared yet totally excited at the same time.

The pilot came over the speaker and told everyone that we would be landing and to put all electronics away. I turned 3 Day's Grace off and put my iPod Touch in my cross body purse. The seatbelt light started to flash and the 747 plane started to shake. I gripped the armrests and my knuckles got white.

"Folks, uh…we're experiencing some turbulence. Please assure that your trays are turned upright, and all electronics are turned off. Thank you." I closed my eyes and tried to not think about what was happening, but that's a little hard when the plane is shaking.

"Are you ok?" I heard a voice say. I opened one eye and looked at the guy sitting next to me.

"Huh?"

"You're holding my hand, and you seem…" He looked worried. "Nervous."

"Oh…Yeah…I'm fine…" I looked down and realized that my left hand wasn't gripping the arm rest but this guys hand. I immediately lift it up.

"Sorry."

"It's ok…If you're nervous, I understand." He put his hand out and seconds later the plane shook hard. I grabbed it. I had never minded flying; but hated turbulence which was part of every flight.

"Oh my god, I think you broke my hand!" I open my eyes wide and cover my mouth with the hand that had been in his.

"Are you serious? Oh, I'm so sorry," He had a pained look on his face. "Here, let me look at it." I went to pick up his hand and he winced. I guess I don't know my own strength.

"Let me page the flight attendant."

"No…no." He says laughing.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I was just joking," He says, still laughing. I hit his arm.

"Why'd you do that?" I half yell. A passenger in front of me 'Shhh's' me.

"I was just trying to distract you."

"Wow…" We landed and I headed inside the airport, chatting here and there with Garret; the guy who was sitting next to me.

I saw Brooke standing in the middle of the airport. We both screamed out of excitement and ran towards each other.

"I can't believe you're here," Brooke said; she had been here for a couple months now.

"Me neither," I said in reply. "You haven't told anybody right?"

"Nope!" Brooke still had a huge smile on her face.

"Good." I turned around hoping that Garret would still be there but he was gone. Oh well, I guess it wasn't meant to be or something.

"Come on, let's go," Brooke said, pulling me to the entrance of the airport. I am so nervous to see him. I missed him, I regretted what my answer had been, and most importantly; I still love him. Life in LA had become depressing; it started when I knew that he was gone. Brooke and I walked to her Land Rover and headed to her house.

"You didn't have very much stuff!"

"Well, that is what happens when you're an intern."

"That is very true!" I looked over at Brooke and smiled. "What?" She looks at me questioning just for a second.

"I missed you B. Davis." I felt kind of cheesy saying that but I really did miss her a lot.

"I missed you, too P. Sawyer." Brooke pulled into the driveway of a beautiful, two story, oceanfront house.

"B. Davis, is this your house?" When I looked at her she looked so proud of herself, and honestly I was proud of her. She had never been the settle down type of person and here she is buying a house and everything.

"It sure is!"

"It's beautiful!" We grabbed the few bags that I had and took them to the spare bedroom of Brooke's house. When I walked in I stopped in my tracks.

"What's wrong?" Broke asked.

"It looks just like my old room," I said in surprise.

"Well I figured I might as well get it ready for you before you got here!"

"Yeah but I'm just staying while I find an apartment."

"An apartment? No way, you're staying here! If you want to of course."

"Well of course I want to but are you sure?"

"I am positive." I hug Brooke.

"Thank you, so much!" I unpack my things while Brooke lays on the bed and talks; what she does best.

"Hey Brooke, can you take me over to Luke's? Please?"

"Peyton…you know he's with Lindsey."

"Oh my gosh, Brooke! That is not why I want to go over there! My car is at his house…" I had left the Comet at Lucas' house while I was in LA.

"Are you sure?" Brooke asked.

"Yes, Brooke, I'm not going to break up a relationship." We drove over to Lucas' house and I couldn't believe how much we had to talk about.

"Thanks Brooke," I said as I got out of the Land Rover. I still had my keys so I decided to just go get the car and leave a note. Although I knew that I would have to talk to him sooner or later, I didn't really want to do it right now. I started the car and started to put it in reverse when I heard a voice.

"Were you going to leave without saying hello?" I smiled, knowing that it was him; Lucas.

"No…I just…"

"Peyton, you were starting the car! There was a note on my door saying 'I'm taking the Comet, thanks."

"Ok, ok, I was going to take it but I just didn't think that now was a good time. You know, showing up at your door without any warning."

"Yeah…and this is such a better idea!"

"Shut up," I say jokingly.

"Ok, ok, I'll stop." I got out of the car and gave Luke a hug. To me, everything felt awkward, but obviously for Luke it all felt the same. "It's good to see you, Peytoon."

"It's good to see you too, Lucas." I just smile and long for the time when it didn't feel this way.

"Luke, I'm heading to the store!" A pretty girl, probably about my age, walked into the garage.

Thanks for reading! Please review, please! - CowGirl7384