Hey guys I'm back I will update soon but i had this idea for a story and i had to post it! This is just a one shot right now but if you guys want more please review and tell me!
Ok so I was watching a OTH vid on YT, those people are so talented, and there was the ending Brucas scene on the season 3 finale. so they're dancing and i love that scene. When they kiss its beyond powerful. They both put everything they feel an everything they are into that one kiss. Brooke, because she knows this is the goodbye kiss and she wants Lucas to feel everything she feels for him in that kiss, and Lucas because he feels she is slipping away, and he wants to show her all the love he has in his heart for her so that he can't lose her again.
Anywho this scene is like a future scene of this! Set at a wedding, the same exact place Naley got married, everything is deja vu, so when Brooke and Lucas see each other again after 4 years will it all end like it did senior year? Will Lucas and Brooke find there way to each other again or will history rear its ugly head and repeat itself?
IMPORTANT: written in Brooke's Pov!song in italics! basically everything has happened up to season 4, except leyton ended right before graduation! everything else is pretty much au! Oh and this is set 4 years after senior year! enjoy
I don't own anything and please review and tell me if i should continue or not! reviews are my drugs!
Song is Come back to me by trading yesterday
I remember this song we used to dance to It, but now It just seems like another stab to my heart. Another piece of evidence of what was but
can never be. He's staring at me from across the room, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. It's moments like these where I swear he
can see right through me, right down into my soul. Like he can feel it too, like he's remembering too. I'm so lost in my own thoughts I
don't even notice someone come behind me and tap me on the shoulder. As I turn around I come face to face with the beautiful bride, my best
friend. "Hey Brooke, thank you so much. Everything looks beautiful." she pulls me into a tight hug and I can't help but smile into her embrace.
She's happy, she looks happy, that's all I've ever wanted for her. "Your welcome , I mean P. Jagelski" I say as we pull out of the hug.
"I know it's amazing, plus it has a nice ring to it." she smiles cheekily. "Oh very nice ring. Speaking of rings." I say grabbing her hand, "Did Jake
rob a bank or something that thing is huge." "I know it really is beautiful" she looks at her hand and admires the shimmer it casts in her eyes.
"No kidding Jack, anyways I'm glad to see your a one woman man now. If you didn't snag Jake up I might of had too." I smirk "Ha ha,
please I'm glad I can officially say I am done with the Bermuda triangles from hell." she cringes. "Oh you and me both" I shake my head.
Peyton starts to laugh and I wonder why she is. "What is so funny?" I raise an eyebrow totally confused. "You" I look at her like she has three
heads. "Oh come on Brooke. You and Lucas." "What about me and Lucas?" I ask a little taken aback. "Are you serious. Could you two be
anymore obvious. You have been having eyesex all night." I practically choke on my punch. "What? Oh we have not" I raise my hand to stop
her madness. "Brooke please, you two have had that same look on your faces every time you have looked at each other since Junior
year. I'm honestly surprised you didn't have more pregnancy scares. You two couldn't keep your hands off each other." She stifles a laugh and
I seriously want to slap her. Who does she think she is? Saying that their is something still between us, I mean there couldn't be right. "Oh
shut up, and we did not have sex that much" she looks at me like I'm crazy "Okay maybe we did, but there was more to it than that." I don't
know why but I felt the need to defend our relationship, well ex-relationship. Peyton places her hand over mine and smiles sweetly. "I know
there was more to it than that, and maybe there still can be." I try to tell her she is wrong, but she puts her hand up to silence me. "Brooke
come on. I know you're still insecure about everything we put you through." she says putting her hand on my shoulder and looking me
straight in the eyes. "Everything I put you through, but honey you can't keep hiding your heart. I did that so long with Jake, and in the end all
that got me was a relationship with a boy that was in love with somebody else and a best friend with a broken heart. But there comes a point
where you have to stop running, because believe me" I watch her look over at Jake laughing and twirling Jenny around on the dance floor.
She turns back to me and smiles "When you do you get more than you could ever wish for." I now have tears in my eyes. Darn her and her
ability to make me cry, marrying Jake has sure turned her soft. "I love you , now wipe those tears and go get your man, speaking of"
she said pulling out of our hug. I turn around to see what she is staring at and there he is right behind me, tousled blonde locks and crystal
blue eyes that I couldn't help but get lost in. "Hi Brooke, Hi Peyton." he smiles at us with that beautiful smile of his. Yep I'm officially screwed.
"Hi Luke" Peyton smiles at him, I however couldn't seem to find my voice so I just nodded and smile in reply. "Congratulations Peyton, Jake is
a lucky guy." he says pulling her into a hug. "Thank you Luke, he is lucky isn't he?" she smirks once they pulled out of the hug. We both
couldn't help but laugh at that. She sure was full of it today. "Oh speaking of I better get back to my very lucky husband and beautiful
daughter, I'll see you two later." she says walking off and winking at me. I just roll my eyes, she is seriously delusional if she thinks Lucas and
I will ever be anything more than what we are now, whatever that is. "So" he says pulling me out of my thoughts, "Would you care to dance
with me." He has his hands in his pockets looking as innocent as a child and before I know it I'm saying the one thing I shouldn't be saying "I'd
love too." He smiles down at me and takes my hands, and as much as I try to deny it, I can't help the sparks that shoot up my arm as he does
so. And for the second time that night, I'm totally screwed. He wraps his arm around my waist and I put mine around his neck as we slowly move to the music.
If I hold out my hand
would I change where you're standing now?
Just come back to me
We stay silent for a few minutes, me just enjoying the feel of being in his arms again. "So how have you been?" we both say at the same
time. "I've been good" we say again. I laugh and he does too. "You go first" he smiles. What a gentleman he is. "Well for the past 3 years I've
been living in New York, staying busy with my clothing line." "Clothes over Bros right?" he questions, seeming so interested in what I'm saying.
"Yeah that's right." "Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt. Please continue." He urges. Seriously could he be anymore of a gentleman. I smile at him
and continue. "Well anyways I decided this year that I would open up a store down here. After Peyton told me she was engaged and after I
saw how much I was missing out on everybody's life I decided I needed to come back. I mean I can't believe how big little Jamie and Jenny is
getting. And Naley I mean I can't believe they're going to have another baby. And it's really great to see you too." He smiled and nodded. "I
love New York, I do, but this is home, this is where I belong" It felt good to say that. Tree Hill would always be home for me. It's where my
family is, my friends are, and it's where my Luke, I mean Luke is. "So to make a long story short. I'm going to look for a house while I'm here
and hopefully in the next few weeks I can pack up my stuff and move down here for good." "That's great Brooke, I'm really proud of you" he
says smiling down at me. "Oh and you are right. he says. "Right about what?" I question. "This is where you belong." The way he looks at me
when he says it takes me back in time, and I have to blink a few times to focus on the present. "We missed you Brooke. I missed you." I
swallow the lump in my throat and nod my head. "So enough about me what about you? How has our hot-shot best selling author been
doing" He blushes at this "I wouldn't go that far, but I've been good. My editor has been hounding me about my second book but I've not
really had any inspiration lately. Plus with Lily and my mom gone it gets pretty lonely in that quiet house all night." he throws me a sad smile
and I know exactly what he is feeling. "I feel the same way in New York, I don't really know that many people. "Brooke Davis not a social
butterfly I never thought I'd see the day." he replies sarcastically. "Oh shut up" I playfully slap his arm as he laughs. "No, but I'm serious,
there has got to be at least a million guys vying for your attention, dying for a shot with the Brooke Davis." he smiles. "Again shut up" I smirk.
"You'd be surprised I haven't really dated that much."
Leave all you've found
that's keeping your heart on the ground
just come back to me
"I can't believe that but I do understand. I was dating Lindsay, my editor, for about a year but it just didn't work out." he says. "Why not?" I
can't help but pry. I know I'm way too curious for my own good. "She just wasn't the one, ya know." he says staring intently at me. "Well
maybe you haven't found the one yet." I try to assure him." Or maybe I have" he whispers. His eyes burn into mine, and I have to turn my
head, so neither one of us does something we will regret.
So afraid for love to come around your heart again
when it's the only thing you need
just come back to me
"Are you happy Brooke?" he questions out of the blue. I snap my head up so fast I'm pretty sure I gave myself whiplash. "What kind of
question is that?" I ask getting angry. "Just a simple observation." he tries to play innocent but I can see right through his act. "Oh so you talk
to me for 5 minutes and suddenly your Mr. Brookeitanica. You know nothing about me Lucas, so don't stand there acting like you do." I was
practically fuming. Who in the hell does he think he is. We haven't talked in years and he has the audacity to question my state of mind.
"Brooke I didn't mean anything by it. It's just the look on your face, it looks just like mine." he looks down at me and I can't help but feel
connected to him. "What do you mean?" I ask. Still swaying to the music lost in the words of the song. "I'm not happy Brooke, and I haven't
been for a long time. The last time I really remember being happy," he says pulling me closer and catching me off guard, "was when I was
with" Oh God don't say it, don't say it, "you." And there it was he just had to say it. "Don't say that" I said shaking my head looking anywhere
but his eyes.
Calling out your name
wishing you could do the same
just come back to me
"Why Brooke it's the truth." he snaps back at me. "No it isn't Lucas, you're just feeling nostalgic." He laughs bitterly and I jump back a little.
"Nostalgic. Oh come on Brooke. You know it's more than that. I know it, you know it, heck everyone in this town knows it." he yells at me.
"Lucas, please keep your voice down, this is Peyton's wedding day, and people are staring." I try to explain. "I will not keep my voice down"
but the pleading look in my eyes must calm him down because the next time he speaks, it is much quieter. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have yelled"
he apologizes. We stop dancing and he takes my hands in his.
whatever it takes
I will wait until my dying day
just come back to me
"Brooke, ever since we broke up, I've had this emptiness in my heart. And I've tried to feel it believe me I have, but I can't." Tears are now
falling freely down my face as he brings his hand up to my cheek and wipes them away. "I've prayed every day since senior year for you to
come back to me and now your here. I mean that's gotta mean something right?" He looks so heartbroken and I wish I could take that away
but I can't. "Lucas" he puts his hand up to stop me. "No please let me finish. I..I don't know how to explain it, but when I saw you it's like
everything felt right, you know? And when your hand touched mine, it was as if my whole world snapped back into focus, it was as if
everything was clear." I can't believe he is doing this to me. After 5 years of believing that he didn't feel the same way, 5 years of trying to
move on without him. He is the only boy who can make me feel like I am 16 again. Vulnerable and insecure.
so afraid for love to come around your heart again
when it's the only thing you need
just come back to me
this is my only hope
that the love that will not let me go
will find its way back into your life
so I will not close my eyes
until I see you by my side
loving me tonight
"Lucas you can't say things like that" I choke out, pulling my hands from his. "Brooke I can't not say things like that." He says grabbing my
hands back. "I lost you twice Brooke, I won't lose you again." he brings his hand to my cheek and I want to turn away but I can't. "I love you
too much to do that" and there it was the words I'd been dying to hear since I walked out of his life so many years ago. He pulls me in closer
and I know I should pull away but I can't. And for the 3rd time tonight I realize I'm screwed. His lips touch mine and I completely give in to
everything I've been trying to deny. His hands find there way to the back of my head as mine wrap around his neck. I'm so lost in his touch in
the feel of his lips, in the absolute and utter love I feel pulsating through him. It takes a minute for my head to catch up with my heart but
when it does I pull away as if his touch has scorched me. He searches my worried and shock filled eyes and again I swear he can see right
through me, right down into my soul. "Tell me you felt it too. Because I know you did. The way you kissed me, you love me too." he said willing
me to tell him just that. "Lucas" I plead with him. "Say it?" he says holding on to my shoulders. "Of course I love you Lucas, I don't think I've
ever stopped." He smiles down at me as if he has just found the holy grail. "But it's not enough." I close my eyes as I see his smile being
replaced with a heartbroken expression. "And I can't" I choke out. I step back from his embrace and walk away from him. Tears feel my eyes
again and I put my hand over my mouth to stifle the sobs. I look down at the red dress I'm wearing and almost laugh at the feeling of Deja vu
that washes over me, and again I'm taken back in time to this same dance floor, this same place where everything went to crap. And as I walk
out of the room and out of his life, I will myself not to turn around. It would hurt too much.
LUCAS' POV
I watch her leave and I can't help the feeling of Deja vu that washes over me. This was the same dance floor, the same place that I lost her so
many years ago. I drop my head and feel a tear fall down my face, but I don't wipe it away. Instead I leave it as evidence, as evidence of how
foolish I was for letting her go in the first place. But I made a vow to myself that If I ever got her back, I'd never let her go again. I broke that promise once but I want do it again. I'm still standing in the middle of the dance floor and as the song ends I feel myself mouthing the words, "Just come back to me"
If I hold out my hand
would it change where you're standing now?
Just come back to me
So what did you guys think? Did you hate it, did you love it, did it make you want to slap your momma? Please review and tell me what you thought! I know I should be updating other stories but this one just came to me and I had to write it! Ok Please review its my drug
Should I continue or end it here! As I was writing it was really the only way i could think to end it and trading yesterday songs are all about losing love but hoping one day you will find your way back to it, which is totally brucas! However if you would like more then review and tell me b/c i write for you guys and to get rid of all the thougths in my head giving me headaches! You guys rock!