This is going to be like a 5 parter. I decided that I really wanted to write some song fics dedicated to Justin Timberlake, who was my first love. So, I am combining two of the things I love the most, One Tree Hill and Justin Timberlake.
This one is based off Cry Me A River, one of my all time faves from Justin. Of course, I couldn't make it about Brooke and Lucas, because I'm too much of a fan of them to break them up, so it's about Peyton and Lucas. But, it's okay because by the end of these 5 parts, it's going to be about Brucas!
I hope this doesn't get too confusing because it jumps back and forth with the time setting. If you get too confused, let me know and I will try to clar things up for you. So, here is the first part and I hope you like it...
BY the way, if there's a JT song you love and want me to use...let me know! And don't forget to leave me some reviews!
Oh, and plase forgive me, but I'm not using a beta for this...so there may be a few mistakes. My beta has enough on her hands without having to deal with my incesant writing! I love what she does for me though! So big shoutout to Gia anyway!
Oh, and I know I should be updating my other stories, but I needed to get this off my chest...
You were my sun
You were my earth
My girlfriend whisked around her bedroom, picking up various colors of paints. She was painting a mural on her wall, and I loved to watch as she worked her masterpieces. They were usually dark and dreary pictures, but even so they were full of beauty. The one she was working on now held two people, one was looking at the other, their face full of love, the other was staring off into the distance, their face full of worry. I wondered what the meaning of it was, but didn't dare to ask.
"What are you staring at?" Peyton stopped what she was doing to put her hand on her hip. A strand of her blonde, curly hair fell into her face and she blew it away, only to have it land back on her face. Her face scrunched up in frustration, which was, to me, pretty sexy, and she brought her hand up to sweep it away.
"You." I could feel my grin spread from ear to ear. I was supposed to be reading my book, but sometimes I couldn't help but stare at my blonde beauty of a girlfriend.
But you didn't know all the ways I loved you, no
"You're such a weirdo," she snickered while shaking her head. "Throw me that paint over there."
Instead of throwing her the bottle of paint, I got up and walked it to her. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, and started to to trail kisses along her neck. My hands roamed around the front of her body, wanting to know and remember every part of her.
"Lucas," she broke through my seducing, while peeling my hands from her torso. "I really want to get this finished before it gets too late."
"Peyton," I whined, trying to kiss her again. "You know I love you with all of my heart, right?"
"Yeah, okay," she laughed, breaking away from me.
So you took a chance
And made other plans
I regrettingly walked away from her, back to my book. I was willing to wait until Peyton was ready t make my move again. I was willing to wait for Peyton to do anything. I knew I was going to marry her. We were just too perfect for each other.
"Hey, Peyt, what are we going to do tonight?" I asked, still watching as she drew.
"Oh, I, uh," she stammered, "I made plans with Wade from that art place right around the corner."
"Oh," I was taken aback.
"I would invite you but it's just going to be really boring art stuff, and I know you get really bored with all of that stuff. But, we should go out tomorrow, though."
"Okay," I gave her a fake smile. She didn't need to know that I was disappointed.
"Lucas, I love you." She finally tuned towards me and gave me a genuine smile.
"Love you, too."
But I bet you didn't think that they would come crashing down, no
You don't have to say, what you did,
I already know, I found out from him
"Lucas, I'm sorry, but I have to tell you something." Her voice was void of any emotion except for regret. But, I already knew what she was going to tell me.
"You don't have to say it, Peyton," I stopped her from starting, not wanting to hear the story again.
"Lucas, I need to talk to you, man." Wade, the art guy, cornered me while we were at the bar. I had gone without Peyton, since it was supposed to be guys' night out. Although, that didn't mean I didn't want her there.
"Hey, what's up?" Wade, even though he wasn't an actual part of our group, had joined us that evening. Since Peyton was spending so much time with him, I got to know him a little better, and all of my friends started to enjoy having him around as well.
"Something like this isn't easy to say," he looked towards the ground. I grew concerned about what he was about to say. I hoped it wasn't something terminal, or criminal. I was just beginning to be friends with him, I didn't want anything bad to happen to him.
"I feel really bad about this," he looked me in the eyes. "I should really just let her tell you. It's really her place. I just feel like since we've been becoming friends and stuff, that it was my place as well. Plus, I have a lot of respect for you."
"What? Who?" I was lost.
"Peyton." My heart dropped when he said her name. What could she have to do with this?
"What about Peyton?"
"Listen, Peyton and I haven't been completely honest with you."
"What do you mean?" I asked, growing a little irratated with how he was skirting around what he actually had to say.
"I mean, art isn't the only reason why we've been hanging out all the time. She's been cheating on you, man, with me."
His words hit me like a ton of bricks. Peyton? My Peyton? Cheating on me with this art guy? An art guy? What did I do to deserve this? Before I could think, my fist collided with his face and he fell backwards to the ground.
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
"Lucas, I love you . I really do, you know that," her voice was begging, pleading with me. She gripped my arm and stared me directly in the eyes. I couldn't stand looking at her, though.
"You should have thought of that before you cheated on me."
I got up and walked away. Behind me, I could hear her sobs, but I didn't dare to turn around. She didn't deserve that from me.
You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone
It had been a week since the truth about Peyton's infedility had came out. I was miserable. I went from having my life perfectly planned out, with th best girl by my side, to being alone. At night, I tossed and turned, searching for the warmth of her body and only finding the cold empty space beside me. Every once in a while I would find a strand of her curly blonde hair on a piece of my clothing, and it would only remind me of how I would never hold her close to me again. How could she destroy the relationship we have?
Now you tell me you need me
When you call me, on the phone
"Lucas, please, I just need to see you," she begged through the phone. "I still love you, Lucas. I still want to be with you. I need you. Please, just give me another chance. I messed up, I know, but I am willing to get over it, if you are. I love you, and I don't want to lose you. Please, just come and see me."
I was silent, then drew in a long airy breath.
"You want to see me, too, Lucas. I know you do. You love me, I love you. We can get over this. Please, I need you."
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy
"I don't know who you think I am, or what, but I don't want to see you and I don't need you. In fact, I wouldn't be upset if we never talked again."
Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn
To cry, cry me a river
There was a lot of crying coming from her end of the line. But, it wasn't going to break the walls I built. She was the one person I'd ever let into my heart, and she screwed me over. I was never going to let that happen again.
Cry me a river-er
Cry me a river
Cry me a river-er, yea yea
I know that they say
That somethings are better left unsaid
"How's that thing go with Wade last night?" I asked Peyton, who'd just come over.
"It was okay," she shrugged, like it was nothing.
She came to me and plopped into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. She gave me a soft peck on the lips. The taste of her was like nothing else.
"I missed you last night," I whispered, still relishing in the kiss she just placed on my lips.
"I missed you, too," she leaned in for another kiss. After a few more kisses, we fell back into our old routine of sitting in a comfortable silence. I did my thing, while she did hers.
"Lucas," she suddenly turned towards me. "I have a question. And it's not like a literal question, more of like a hypothetical one."
"Okay, what is it?" I set my book down, listening intently. Getting into srious conversations was something we did on a regular basis.
"Okay, so, say there are two people in a relationship," I nod as she keeps going. "They're in love. But, say one of them starts liking someone else. And they start spending a lot of time with this person and things lead further once and they end up kissing. And, afterwards the one in the relationship realizes it's a mistake, but can't take it back. But, that person really loves who she is with, and will never do it again. Do you think it's better that the person tells the other person they're in a relationship with, or do you think it should just be not told, so the two can keep on going without any problems."
"You mean, keep it a secret so the other person doesn't get hurt by it?"
"Yeah."
"I don't know. I guess that's kind of hard. Would you want to know if I kissed someone else?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Did something happen last night I should know about?"
"No, no," she shook her head, "it's just, I heard this girl talking to her friend on the phone about it happening, so I was just wondering."
It wasn't like you only talked to him and you know it
(Don't act like you don't know it)
"Peyton, I need the truth. Did you or did you not chat on me with Wade?"
"Lucas, all we ever did was talk. I promise."
I tried to read her facial expressions to know if she was lying. This was very important. After I punched Wade, I immediately left the bar to find Peyton. She was at home, by herself. She acted happy and surprised to see me, but when the first words out of my mouth were "Have you ever cheated on me?" she started to grow nervous.
"Why am I having such a hard time believing that? Why would Wade tell me this if it wasn't true?"
"I don't know, Lucas," her eyes pleaded with me, begged me to believe her. "Lucas, all we ever did was talk about art. About my art, about his art. That's all. I wouldn't ever cheat on you. You know that."
All of these things people told me
Keep messing with my head
(Messing with my head)
"Hey, Lucas," Nathan greeted me as I entered his house. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd b out with Peyton or something.
"No, Peyton's with that Wade guy."
"Again?" He looked skeptically at me. I nodded in response. "She's been hanging out with him a lot, don't you think?"
"Yeah, but they do all that art stuff together."
"Okay," he said slowy. "You know, and I wasn't going to tell you this, because I didn't think it was anything, but, Tim told me the other day he saw Peyton with some guy. He said he could have sworn they were hlding hands and she kept leaning in to him everytime she laughed or something."
I let Nathan's words sink in. Sure, the fact that she'd been haning out with Wade a lot lately bothered me, but I trusted her. Plus, I had been getting to know Wade myself, and he seemed like a decent guy. Plus, this was Tim he was talking about.
"Yeah, but that's just Tim talking, right?"
"I guess," Nathan shrugged, still convinced.
You should've picked honesty
Then you may not have blown it
(Yea..)
"Hey sweety," I spoke through the phone. "I miss you."
"I miss you, too, Lucas." Her voice sounded so good to me, but there was still something bothering me.
"So, um, I ws just at Nathan's and he told me that tim saw you with some guy and that you were holding hands and stuff."
"What?" She laughed, and the tension seemed to seep from my body. "Yeah, right, Lucas. I love you, you know that."
You don't have to say, what you did,
(Don't have to say, what you did)
"Lucas, please let me explain."
"No, I really don't think that you need to."
Tears pooled her eyes, and were about to spill. But, I was standing my ground. I wasn't going to let her walk all over me. She just stared, begging me with her green eyes. Before I knew what was happening, she leapt at me, and forcefuly pressed her lips against mine.
I already know, I found out from him
(I already know, uh)
I pushed her back, and wiped the kiss from my lips. I didn't enjoy the taste of her anymore. Not after she was letting another man taste her sweetness as well.
"Lucas," she sobbed, "let me explain, please."
"You don't need to. Wade already told me."
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
(No chance, you and me)
"Please," was the last thing I heard her say before I stood and walked away from her. There was no chance that I would allow her to weasel her way back into my heart.
And don't it make you sad about it
You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone
(All alone)
Now you tell me you need me
When you call me, on the phone
(When you call me on the phone)
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy
(I'm not like them baby)
Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn
(It's your turn)
To cry, cry me a river
(Go on and just)
Cry me a river-er
(Go on and just)
Cry me a river
(Baby go on and just)
Cry me a river-er, yea yea
Oh
(Oh)
The damage is done
So I guess I be leaving
Oh
(Oh)
The damage is done
So I guess I be leaving
Oh
(Oh)
The damage is done
So I guess I be leaving
Oh
(Oh)
The damage is done
So I guess I be... leaving
You don't have to say, what you did,
(Don't have to say, what you did)
I already know, I found out from him
(I already know, uh)
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
(No chance, you and me)
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
(Go on and just)
Cry me a river-er
(Baby go on and just)
Cry me a river
(You can go on and just)
Cry me a river-er, yea yea
Cry me a river
(Baby go on and just)
Cry me a river-er
(Go on and just)
Cry me a river
(Cause I've already cried)
Cry me a river-er, yea yea
(Ain't gonna cry no more, yea-yea)
Cry me a river
Cry me a river, oh
Cry me a river, oh
Cry me a river, oh
Cry me a river, oh
(Cry me, cry me)
Cry me a river, oh
(Cry me, cry me)
Cry me a river, oh
(Cry me, cry me)
Cry me a river, oh
(Cry me, cry me)
Cry me a river, oh
(Cry me, cry me)
Cry me a river, oh
(Cry me, cry me)
Cry me a river
(Cry me, cry me)