Owen Morello.

God, that name. I can't even stand hearing that name. That name just ticks me off. Wonder why? Once you'll meet the dude behind the name, you'll understand.


He's so cocky.

Cockiness is a plus. He has no reason to be and his head is big enough as it is.


He swears everything that moves, including me, want him bad.

I guess i wouldn't blame them. Poor thing. He's delusional and he doesn't even know it.


He assumes that smirk & grin will win my heart.

His smile is pretty cute. I've seen better.


He thinks he's smooth.

His charm is slowly winning me over. Nice try, Rico Suave.


He tries to challenge me.

Maybe I need to be challenged. Does he honestly think he is ABOVE me?! I am Brooke Davis! Correction: Brooke PENELOPE Davis.


He's so opinionated.

It's kind of nice hearing another side of a situation. Thanks but no thanks. I have Franken-mom for anytime I want to hear irrelevant stupidity.


He thinks he's hotter than hell.

I guess he has that going for him. Speaking of hell, I should give him a one-way ticket there.


Truth is, I lied.


All of those things make him...well, HIM. And quite frankly, who am I to complain?

His cockinessmakes him more attractive.

Honestly, Owen could cause global warming with his presence. The guy is hot!

And the truth is, I do want him- bad.

And that smirk! I have to admit, he does kind of brighten up my day with that bad-ass smile.

Shall I continue?

When he challenges me,it shows that he cares. He wants to make me a better me.

Truth is, I like hearing his opinion on things. It gives me a new, extensive outlook on life.

His charm is pretty hard to ignore. He is pretty mesmerizing and I have fallen for him. And quite honestly, I don't ever want to get up.

He's appealing and caring.

He doesn't have a selfish bone in his body.

He gets me more than I get myself.

He sees the "Brooke Penelope Davis, the girl from Tree Hill" underneath the "B. Davis, the couture fashion icon with the private jet".

He picked me up and put me back on solid ground when life got too real to handle.

He's my arrogant, conceited knight in shining, black leather.

My heart and soul.

Owen Morello.

God, that name. I love hearing that name. That name just sends shivers up and down my spine. What a feeling. What a guy.