A/N: I'm back… sorry I've been gone so long. Life got a little rough for a moment. Not to mention a crazy case of writer's block. However, concentrating on this for a moment help rid me of it. Don't worry I'm still working on She's Always Been The One for those wondering about it. I have a few chapters coming your way VERY soon.

Now as for this fic… I grew up watching Boy Meets World and have fallen in love with Girl Meets World. I am Team Rucas all the way. No hate to those who ship the other pairings, but like Seddie my heart belonged to Rucas from the beginning and won't change.

Anyways, I wrote this one-shot months ago and basically it's my future outlook on what would happen if Lucas doesn't choose Riley. Without revealing too much just know I have completely taken both of them out of their normal characters.

Inspired by: Trey Songz Last Time

I don't own any of the characters used in this fanfic!

'Don't do it man. You are playing a dangerous game and somebody is eventually going to get hurt.' He sighed as Zay's warning haunted his mind.

He knew what he had been doing the last couple of months was wrong, but he couldn't stay away. Every time he tried to go straight home or to his fiancés place he ended up over here.

"Okay Lucas, this has to stop." He told himself. "You can't keep doing this to her. You love her, and if this continues you're going to lose her, so go on in there and end it like you told Zay you would."

He took one last deep breath and then exited the car and made one last trip up to the studio apartment.

He stood outside the door his body naturally started the twitching it did every time he was in her vicinity. He could already smell her peach harvest shampoo and feel her body on top of his. His heart started beating wildly as his daydreams about the last time he had came here began.

Someone opened and shut their door bringing him back to reality. He shook his head and did a little hop to shake off the vibrations of need his body was giving off.

"Get it together Friar, you're on a mission remember. Break it off." He said one last time before knocking on the door.

He heard her petite feet make their way to the door and was sure she peeped out and saw him when she let out an audible "shit."

"What are you doing here Lucas?" She asked.

"Open up we need to talk." He claimed in his deep southern drawl. He tried to keep it at bay as long as he could especially at the clinic, but every time he was around her his accent always managed to crawl back to the surface. Maybe because she loves it. For a fact he knew it sent shivers down her spine.

"Fine, talk." She said.

"We gotta talk face to face." He said back.

"Lucas go home. We'll talk tomorrow… in a very public setting." She said.

He let out a loud chuckle. "Oh come on now sweetheart, even public settings don't help none. Remember that afternoon at Topanga's bakery?" Lucas smiled at the memory. He was pretty sure she was blushing on the other side of the door.

She was mad at him, like she had been frequently over the past five months, he followed her to the bathroom and locked the door so she couldn't leave and they could talk and as always one thing led to another. They made love on the sink.

No, not made love they fucked on the sink. He corrected his thoughts before shaking his head. This isn't love.

"I'm not opening this door. We know what will happen when I open this door."

"Not this time, we really need to talk. Please just let me in." Lucas whined.

"No…" She stammered after a beat of silence. "Talk to me from that side of the door or go home Friar." She said with hesitation

That's all he needed to hear, a little quake in her confidence. He smiled knowing that right now her hand was on the knob ready to let him.

He brought his voice down an octave and sighed deeply. "Riley, please let me in. I need to see you."

Those were the magic words. He quickly learned that the door wasn't even locked as she turned the knob and slowly pulled the door open.

He rested against the door pane towering over her in his black unbuttoned dress shirt, with his white undershirt in full view and dark blue jeans. He was close enough to her that he could see straight down into her very short sleeping dress.

"You can't keep doing this Lucas." She whispered.

"I know." He said back his accent causing her to noticeably buckle. "Can I come in?"

She moved from in front of the door and walked towards her couch. There was a blanket and a wine glass there waiting for her return. She picked up her phone and sent off a quick text before placing it face down.

Lucas felt himself heating with jealousy believing he knew exactly who that text was for.

"Texting Charlie." He asked as calm as he could his question and tone earned him a glare.

"Not that me texting my boyfriend is any of your business, but no I wasn't." She said.

Every time he heard her call Charlie her boyfriend made him want to punch a hole in the wall.

He walked over to her window and looked down at the city under them. He was trying to keep his mind clear and on task, but that was proving to be hard between her voice and her midnight blue lace chemise clad body, she was clearly driving him insane.

"Lucas," His name dripped sweetly from her lips causing his aches to have her to intensify. He turned to look at her. "You said you wanted to talk so talk."

He loved looking at her. Everything about her turned him on in a way that made him question life and the purpose for it if he couldn't have her when he wanted. He licked his lips as he looked her up and down his resolve was quickly disappearing. Her smile disappeared as the look of pure carnal lust filled his emerald eyes.

"No," She said as she hopped off the couch and further from him. "You said we need to talk."

He started to move towards her. All he needed was a taste maybe then he would be able to focus. Deep down he knew that wasn't true once they started it wouldn't stop. He had to have her he knew it and she knew it.

"STOP," She yelled causing him to stop dead in his tracks. "This has to stop Lucas. I mean it this time." She said breathlessly her eyes concentrated on him.

"What if I can't." He answered back.

"Alannah," Riley said her eyes turning hard.

He sighed as his fiancé's name rang in his ear.

He met her when he moved back to New York to go to Veterinary School. Unlike the rest of his friends, he was the only one who left New York for undergrad. He went back to Texas. It was a much needed change after all the back and forth with Riley. He needed to breath for awhile, but once he had his space he realized he missed everything about New York. His friends, his family, the pizza, he just wanted to come back to it all. He wanted to come back to her.

What he wasn't expecting is coming back to find that Riley had fallen back into Charlie Gardner clutches. He didn't know how he managed to miss it. It wasn't like he had fell off the face of the earth while he was in Texas he kept in contact with them all. Came up for breaks, unless he was on vacation with his college friends or family, but some how she ended up with him.

His pain didn't last long though. One night a few weeks after he had settled back into New York, the whole gang went to support Maya at her first professional art show. He was marveling at one of Maya's paintings when he stepped back and bumped into this tiny ginger freckled faced angel. She managed to spill her champagne all over her satin top. After apologizing and Maya running over to glare him down. He found out her name was Alannah and she knew Maya through an art appreciation class they had taken together. She was studying to be an art buyer.

They ended up spending the entire time at the gallery together. They exchanged numbers and went on their first date a few days later. They had been together since then.

He proposed 6 months ago. Originally they weren't supposed to actually get married for another 6 months, but when she found out her dream venue had a cancelation she didn't want to wait anymore and they moved up the wedding.

They were getting married next week.

He stayed there frozen in his spot. At the mention of her name.

"She doesn't deserve this Lucas. If she ever found out about any of this it would kill her. She's too good of a person for that."

Lucas finally managed to swallow. Everyone loved her. Even Riley, they all felt that she was perfect for him. Even though unlike the others that had been integrated in their group through relationships, like Farkle and Zay's wives Smakle and Vanessa, she was a bit more standoffish. Sure she came around for big events like birthdays and group dates, but she had her own friends that she rather be around. Surprisingly, the group was okay with that.

"I know she doesn't deserve this. Don't you know it kills me every time we do this?" He said.

"Then stop," Riley said. "Walk out that door and go to her." Her eyes faltered when she finished her statement. She didn't even mean what she was saying.

"I don't want to. At least not yet," He said back.

"Lucas we had our chance we didn't work out."

His eyes darkened with anger at her claim. "What chance did we have Riley? You always found some way to not be with me."

"It was you that couldn't decide between me and Maya."

"Riley I was fourteen. You and Maya were best friends, I didn't want to mess that up. And, even then you pushed me towards her with the whole brother sister thing."

"And what's your excuse for afterwards?

"That's not fair and you know it. We only dated for like a month freshmen year before her and Josh finally came to their senses. Not to mention me and you had already agreed to just be friends by that point also your suggestion."

"I made that choice because we weren't going anywhere, and you wouldn't fucking decide."

"I had decided Riley, it was you. However, I never got the chance to tell you because you told me that you no longer had feelings for me and started dating that douche Taylor that was in our geometry class."

"Taylor was not a douche."

"Then after me and Maya broke up I waited and waited for you to break up with Taylor, but to my suprise you guys lasted until junior year."

"Then, when yall finally broke up you started joining a bunch of clubs to stay busy. Still I tried to show you how much you meant to me to be met with a huge 'I feel like there could still be something here, but I have no time for a relationship.' Remember that argument?"

"I was scared Lucas. Could you blame me after all the shit we had been through? Between the Maya drama and the fact that you started messing around with Missy Bradford while I was with Taylor; who, may I remind you, dangled you in my face like some prize she won. I couldn't take anymore drama, so I swore off dating." She admitted. He looked away for second before looking back at her. Her tears threatening to fall was killing him. He never meant for all of this to happen, but maybe that's why he had been acting out in this way. They needed closure.

"But, you can't put this all on me Friar. I told you I was ready at prom, and you told me you were going to Texas. Crushing me yet again."

"Then I came back for you and you were with that fuck face Charlie."

"That fuck face was here when you weren't and has proven his worth to me. Don't you dare call him that."

"Then why haven't you married him?"

There was pure shock written on her face. For once he had completely caught her off guard. It was no secret to the group that Charlie had asked Riley to marry him on multiple occasions only to be told she wasn't ready yet.

"It's not because he isn't worth it, because he totally is."

He let out a loud laugh "Oh but remember darlin you told me the places I take you when we're together he can't even imagine taking you there."

"Sex isn't the only reason I'm with Charlie. Our relationship is so much more than that… unlike this twisted thing happening between us."

He didn't know why it hurt when she said it, but it felt like a thousand knives had just stabbed him in the back. Riley had given up on him years ago. She had made that perfectly clear when he found out about Charlie. This whole affair had happened by chance.

Alannah had been out of town and he was panicking after they decided to move the wedding up 6 months early. He knew Zay would blame it on cold feet, and Farkle had his own wedding to think about, so he called up Riley. He went over to her house and they just talked all night long. It was familiar and nice to for once not talk about wedding details.

It just became a , which was almost every day, he was overwhelmed or just wanted to hear her calming voice he would call her up or go see her.

He didn't remember when the flirting started, but that's when the lines in their friendship began to blur. Something suggestive would be said and the other would bounce off of it. Then eventually the flirting started to be filled with touching, tickle fights, wrestling, he would even pick her up and throw her over his shoulder and just carry her around like that. At some point it became more exploratory as time went on then more sexual.

That's when they started fighting. Riley started the majority of them. She was always mad and he never understood why they both knew what this was.

The first time they had sex would be a time he would never forget. It was about a month and a half ago. Riley and Auggie had thrown their parents a surprise anniversary party, and as always the whole gang was invited. Who wasn't expected to be there was Alannah. She was supposed to be at family event in Colorado, but changed her mind last minute. He would never forget the look on Riley's face when she opened the door and saw her standing with him. She avoided them most of the night, mainly him, and when he finally did corner her and asked her what was wrong she told him it was because he didn't RSVP for Alannah.

Of course, he knew that was a lie, but out of respect for The Matthews he let it roll off his back. After he took her home. He went straight to Riley's. He knocked on her door and when she answered she took his breath away.

She wasn't wearing anything special, but he had grown use to her wearing flannel pajama pants and tanks. This time she was in this lacy blue number that stopped mid thigh, showing off her gorgeous legs. He always loved her legs.

She couldn't get a word out before he picked her up and slammed her against the wall by her door. He took her lips with a need he hadn't felt since the last time they kissed before he left for school. At first Riley kissed back but after about thirty seconds she pushed him away and slapped him across the face. They stood there staring each other down for what felt like an eternity. Both of their chest were rising and falling in sync. His face written with confusion while hers was unreadable to him. He began to believe that he had read the signs wrong. He shook his head and made his way back out the door, but she stopped him. This time she pulled him back to her and took control of the kiss. Everything was moving so fast he barely was able to shut the door let alone make time to move them to the bedroom at least not the first time. He took her right there on her front door, and loved every minute of it.

Not a word was exchanged between the two the entire night. After the finished the next round in the bedroom they just laid there and stared at each other. Until she moved to him and fell asleep in his arms. He snuck out early that next morning sending her a text that he had to go open the clinic, but he wanted to talk about what happened. However, she never texted back. She even began to avoid him for awhile. Until he decided to make her talk to him by surprising her at her house again. Although nothing was discussed they barely said hey before they were overtaken with the need to be with each other again.

Unlike him running like last time he decided to face his demons straight forward. He didn't expect that the only thing she would say was "who does this.' He didn't even know how to respond not that she gave him a chance; she attacked him again. They indulged in each other all morning.

"Is this really just sex Riley?" He finally managed to ask. He had been telling himself it was. At the beginning, he really believed it was, but here lately it had been an inward battle to convince himself that it was all about sex. Why would he continue to risk his relationship with his fiancé for some old fling with his ex.

Riley couldn't believe what she was hearing. "If this isn't about sex Lucas then what else would this be about?" She asked crossing her arms. She wasn't sure if she wanted to hear his answer, but maybe it was what she needed to hear to end this thing for good.

"I don't know Riley. I just… I can't see you or be around you without wanting you right there on the spot." He responded. There was way more to that little comment but he didn't want to freak her out.

"Then…" She started, but paused before she finished her thought. "Then we can't be around each other anymore."

"No," Lucas said.

"Lucas, be reasonable about this. Obviously if you can't control yourself around me or the fact you're getting married in a week won't stop you. Then we no longer can hang out group or not."

"I said no Riley, I'm not fourteen anymore you can't just make this decision for us and expect me accept it." Lucas said taking more steps towards her. "I want you in my life."

"God Lucas, you're so fucking stubborn." She managed to maneuver around the corner and into the kitchen. "What aren't you understanding about any of this. You are getting married in a week. You can't have us both anymore. You have to decide."

"Why does this feel like deja vu all over again?" Lucas said running his hands through his head.

"Because, for some reason you can't think straight when it comes to you having to choose." Riley answered. Lucas scoffed more like he couldn't think straight when it came to her. "But, like you said we're not fourteen anymore we're adults and the stakes are higher now… I can't keep doing this and neither can you."

"I agree I need to stop this. I don't want to hurt her anymore." Lucas said as he moved towards Riley. He eventually backed her against her kitchen wall.

"Lucas," Riley warned as he pressed his body smooth up against her.

"Riley, this may be it for us. You said it yourself if I can't control myself around you then we can't be friends. I'm going to try to make a platonic friendship work, but I have to have you one last time in order to do it." He said honestly.

Riley was in a daze. She wanted to stop this, but the closer he was to her the more cloudy her morals became.

She inhaled deeply and received the smell of his woodsy cologne mixed with the smell of disinfectant from him being at the clinic all day. Most would gag at the smell. Alannah probably made him shower before ever coming into the bed with her, but Riley loved it. It embodied her Lucas.

"I promise after this we'll be done." He bent over and smelled her hair before placing a kiss on her neck. Riley took a sharp breath in. "I will never come back here under these intentions again."

He switched sides and bit down softly eliciting a moan from her.

'Please Riley, I need you. Just one more…" He started, but wasn't able to finish his thought before Riley jumped on him wrapping her long legs around his torso. She attached her lips onto his savoring the taste of him. He quickly wrapped his right arm around her waist to secure her against him before walking them to her bedroom.

If this was their last time together he planned to make sure it was edged in their memory for eternity.

/

He was wide awake in thought as he looked down at the still sleeping brunette in his arms. This was always how it ended. They'd fuck until one of them tapped out from exhaustion, and she would fall asleep in his arms. Then, wake up filled with guilt the next morning. The first couple times they had done this he swore it was regret, but how long do you continue to do something that you truly regret.

He glanced around the room to see if his jeans were close enough for him to grab his phone out of his pocket, but they were no where in sight.

He probably had at least 4 missed phone calls. He was supposed to check in with Alannah once he left the clinic for the night, but he had came straight here. He could call her in the morning and say that he fell asleep right when he got home. Most of the time that's what happens so she would most likely believe it with no fuss.

He sighed deeply before he looked back down at Riley she unknowingly had a peaceful smile on her face. Of course that wouldn't last much longer, he knew that she would be waking up in a few hours to get ready for work and at that time she would feel ashamed and kick him out after telling him they were never doing this again. Only difference is that this time it would most likely be true. He had sworn to himself that this was really it this time, and Riley definitely couldn't handle this shameful life style anymore. It was tearing her apart. He knew Riley was right. Hell, even Zay said it too. He couldn't have them both and Alannah was too good of a woman to be treated like this. What's worse was he was hurting Riley too. She was too good of a woman to be treated like some random fling; she was so much more than that. He cared about them both too much to keep this up.

He looked over at Riley's phone that was vibrating for the thousandth time in the past twenty minutes. Next thing he knew there was a banging on the door. The first time Riley didn't move, but as the banging continued she began to shift her body.

He quickly shut his eyes and went dead weight as she peeled herself away from him. He could feel a bright flash for a minute that he was sure was her cellphone.

"Shit," she mumbled under her breath as she made her way off the bed to answer the door that was still being knocked down.

He heard the bedroom door open and what he assumed was supposed to be the door closing, but he knew it failed as it creaked back open.

"What the hell Riley?" A familiar voiced raged. That caught his attention. 'What is she doing here this late?' He thought as he zoned in on the conversation that was happening in the other room.

"What are you doing here Maya?" An exhausted Riley asked.

"I got your damn text message." Maya exclaimed

"Well you're about three hours too late."

"I was with Josh." Maya said back.

"Oh God, he doesn't know does he?" Riley asked frantically.

"Do you really think it would've took me three damn hours to get here if your uncle knew. He would've been here in less than 10 minutes ready to rip Lucas' head off." She said back. He hit his head with his hand. First Zay now Maya, were they really that sucky at sneaking around the way they have. How long has she known? Did Riley volunteer the information? "I had to wait til he fell asleep to leave. I can't believe you did this shit yet again Riley."

"Will you keep your voice down, you'll wake him up."

"I don't give a damn about waking him up Riley."

"Well I do, he doesn't know you know, and I like to keep it that way." Riley claimed. She sounded just as exhausted as he felt when having this same conversation with Zay.

"Riley why, for the love of God, will you please tell me the real reason why you keep putting yourself in this predicament?"

"The same reason I've told you the other times we have had this conversation. The multi-orgasming, mind blowing sex satisfaction that I can't get from Charlie." She answered coolly. Lucas smirked at her reasoning. It felt good knowing that he was the only one whoever took her as high as he gets her every time they went to that deceitful place.

"Riley, that's bullshit and I've known it since the first time you said it. There's more to this, but your reasoning for doing it doesn't matter, what matters is the fact that you two have got to stop this. He's getting married in a week."

"I know," was all that she said back. All of a sudden all that guilt he felt before was coming back up to the surface.

"Do you really know that?" Maya asked. "Because you could've had me fooled by the fact that he is in your bed right now instead of his fiancé's."

Lucas let in a sharp breath that was met with an intense silence.

He didn't know how long the silence lasted before he heard her voice again. It was as quiet as a whisper, but he could hear it.

"I'm a whore." She proclaimed. He wanted to jump out of her bed and make her take it back, but he didn't have to.

"You are not a whore." Maya said confidently. "You made a mistake, but your mistakes shouldn't define you."

"Mistake, maybe the first time was a mistake, but 12 fucking times Maya?" Riley said. "Everytime he comes over here Maya I know what's about to happen, and no matter how many times I tell myself I'm not going to give in this time I do."

"Then stop letting him manipulate you, stop letting him in, tell him no, and mean it."

He heard Riley let out a defeated laugh. "You just don't get it do you? He has never manipulated me into this Maya. He knows my answer before he even knocks on that door. If I really meant no he would leave me alone, but that's never the case." He nodded in agreement. He would never force her into something she really didn't want to do, and vise versa.

"I need him, my body begs for him anytime he is within 25 feet of me. I ache when he's not around and I pray that he stops by every damn night." Once again a silence fell upon the apartment. He couldn't believe his ears everything he wanted to say earlier but thought best to hold back she had just admitted to feeling too. Every time he told himself to let her go, don't knock on that door and go to your fiancé, he couldn't. It was pure torture to stay away from her.

"That brings me back to my first question, why?"

"I already told you why."

"No, you told me what you want me and Lucas to believe. Sex may suck with Charlie, but if that really was the case you would've stepped out on him years ago."

"I never knew how it could be until the first time with Lucas." Riley retorted.

"Oh Riley, you're better than this. You both are better than this. I have never known you to do something this out of line without a damn good reason, and that shit isn't cutting it."

"Well, I don't know what else you want me to say. You wanted your damn reason I gave it to you."

"Oh, but there is more to this, you said so yourself, the aching you feel when you're away from him. The need for him…" Lucas felt himself losing air as Maya made her point. "You're still in love with him."

"I am not in love with Lucas." Riley said quicker than she had planned to.

Lucas felt like the thousand knives in his back had been twisted at the same time. He had no reason to be upset about. They had established that this was only sex earlier.

"Don't insult our friendship by lying to me Riley. I know you better than anyone on this damn planet. You still love him and you never stopped, and you will take him anyway you can get him, because anyway you can get Lucas Friar is worth it in your eyes. Even if it means completely losing yourself and the real him in the process. Because you both are fucking delusional if you think this illicit affair you two are having is who you both are or meant to be. It isn't."

"I don't love him. I can't fucking love him. He is not mine to love."

"But, he's yours to screw? Is that how you get through all this? Telling yourself it's just sex not love because you can't do any real damage to him or yourself if you really don't love him? Cause to be honest if it was just sex you would be able to stop. You both wouldn't have to scream that it's the last time every time it happens. You passed just sex 11 times ago Riley, and to be honest the damage was done the first time you slept with him knowing he was promised to someone else. Someone who doesn't deserve this."

He felt a tear leave his eye. Within two months he had caused so much collateral damage. Granted this was the same thing Zay was trying to get him to understand when he caught him sneaking out of the bathroom right after Riley at Farkle and Smakle's rehearsal dinner last month, but there was something about the way Maya had laid it out so clear.

"Maya, it's almost three in the morning, if you don't get back before my uncle wakes up he's going to shit his pants and have a heart attack.: Riley said back, obviously her way of denying, or admitting the truth without having to admit the truth.

Maya let out a deep sigh. "You're right." she said back. There was a long pause which he assumed was the best friends hugging it out as they did after every disagreement. "Love you Riles… no matter what I will always be here for you."

"I love you too, Peaches." Riley said back. "I know, and I can take care of myself."

"I know you can kid. I'll see you tomorrow." With that the door opened and shut.

/

Lucas let out a deep breath he had been holding for Lord knows how long. He heard Riley shuffle around the apartment for a little while longer before making her way back into the room.

When Riley climbed back in the bed, Lucas let out a heavy sigh. He didn't have the energy to pretend to be sleep anymore, but he also didn't want to admit to being awake either; especially after hearing that conversation that just took place. Which made it even harder to understand why Riley said what she said before she fell back asleep.

"I'm in love with you Lucas Friar. I always have been always will be. You can't marry her, because if you do it truly will be the end of us."

More importantly did she mean for him to hear it?

A/N: Hope yall enjoyed it. At first I wasn't going to post it, but one of friends and said I must. Anywho, like I said earlier be looking for an update on She's Been the One in the upcoming weeks I have to make some tweaks to the chapters I've written. Thanks for reading and the support.