A/N: For those of you reading The Choices You Make don't worry, I'm not starting another huge long story. This will be a two parter, most likely. But you have to review, and let me know if you want the second part:)

Disclaimer: One Tree Hill isn't mine.

"It's you."
"What?"
"When all my dreams come true, the one I want standing next to me. It's you It's you Peyton."

She remembered him saying those words, just like it was yesterday. Sometimes it seemed like it had all happened yesterday. But if it had, she wouldn't be here at his wedding to someone else. After high school, they were supposed to be together forever. Peyton would go to California for the summer, and she'd come home, running into his arms where she belonged. But life doesn't always work out the way you plan it. California was a dream come true for Peyton. As much as she wanted to go home to him, there was no chance at a career back in the little town of Tree Hill, North Carolina. So she called him up one night, a night she had been dreading forever.

"Hi Luke."
"Hey Peyt'."
She hadn't even been talking to him for two seconds, before the tears began to roll down her cheeks.
"I..." She began, but she had known she wouldn't be able to finish the sentence.
"Peyton, what's wrong?" Lucas asked, the sounds of her crying in his ear. "You're not coming home. Are you?"
He knew he was right before she answered. He knew he had waited all this time for nothing.
"I'm sorry Lucas." She sobbed, "I want to. I really do."
"It's...it's okay." Lucas frowned. He hated lying to her. He knew it wasn't okay. He would never be okay.
"Are you ever coming back?" Lucas asked hopefully.
"I don't think so." Peyton whispered.
"So...it's over." Lucas said softly.
"Yeah."
"It'll always be you."
"What?" She asked, confused by what he had said.
"The one I want standing next to me. When all my dreams come true. It's always been you, and it always will be."
"Goodbye Lucas," She said, not wanting to make this harder than it already was.
"Bye Peyt'."

And just like that, it was over. The relationship they had worked so hard for, had given up so much to be in. Over in the blink of an eye. Just one phone call.And now Peyton Sawyer was at Lucas Scott's wedding. The invitation had come in the mail. She hadn't expected this. She hadn't really thought of it. She had always just assumed that one day she would go back to Tree Hill and everything would be the same, Lucas would be waiting for her. They would be together. They had always been together, one way or another. Even when he and Brooke were together, they had still been friends. She remembered the summer that Brooke went away, back home to California.

"So it's too bad we had to be this desperate to hang out again, huh?" Lucas smiled.
"Well, we didn't have to be, we just are. But, I'm glad you're here, you know? I know we kind of lost each other for a while but hopefully that's over, right? Especially considering our history." Peyton said, thinking of all the things that had happened in the last year.
"It's always going to be there, isn't it? You and me." Lucas said, and Peyton knew he was right.

But it hadn't been like that. They had drifted apart, and there hadn't been a day that Peyton hadn't wished that they were still together. That things could of been different. That she wasn't about to watch him get married to someone else. She wished there was some way that she could stop it, that she could go back in time and not make that phone call. That she could have done things differently. But it was too late now. Lucas was getting married. And there was nothing Peyton Sawyer could do to stop him. Memories of their last night together came flooding back.

"It's not going to matter anyway whether I stay or I go with us cause I'm going to love you forever Lucas Scott."

But it had mattered. Because she left, she never came home. And because she never came home, she and Lucas weren't together. And it was because she and Lucas weren't together that he was getting married to some other girl. Hell, she didn't even know the girls name. She looked down at the piece of paper she had been handed.

On behalf of the families of the bride and groom, we would like to welcome you to the wedding of

Lucas Eugene Scott

(son of Dan Scott and Karen Roe)

&

Caitlin Anne Prince

(daughter of George and Ellen Prince)

Caitlin Anne Prince. What did this Caitlin have that she didn't? Was she prettier? Smarter? What she probably had, was a job in Tree Hill. Peyton sighed, knowing she would always hate herself for not coming back. But she knew she couldn't let Lucas get married without at least talking to him. So she got up, and decided to go ask one of the ushers where he was.

"Excuse me." Peyton said politely to the taller of the two ushers.
"Yes, how can I help you?"
"I need to have a word with Lucas Scott, the groom. You don't happen to know where he is?"
"His mother's house." The usher smiled.
"Thank you so much." Peyton said, and then exited the small church. Stopping for a moment to remove her heels, she ran as fast as her feet would carry her to Karen's house.Luckily, it wasn't very far from the church to the house, so Peyton didn't have to run far. She took a moment to catch her breath, before pounding on the front door.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" She heard Karen say from inside.
The door swung open, and Karen looked pleasantly surprised.
"Peyton! It's so great to see you."
"You too, Karen. Is Lucas here?"
"Of course, he's in his room."
"Thanks," Peyton smiled.

She made her way to his room, and knocked softly on the door.
The door opened and there was Lucas. You don't realize how much you miss someone, until you see them again. And seeing him again, hit Peyton hard. She just started to sob uncontrollably.
"Peyton." Lucas said. "I didn't think you'd come to the wedding."
"I wouldn't have missed it for the world." Peyton said, even though she knew that was a lie. She still didn't know why she was in Tree Hill.
"Come in, come in." He said.
"What's wrong?" He asked as they sat down side by side on the bed, and Peyton began to calm down.
"I thought I would be okay. That I could make it through this wedding, make it without you." Peyton frowned, "But I was wrong."
"Peyton..."
"No, don't feel bad for me."
"But I..."
"I just had to tell you, I can't come to your wedding, because I'm still in love with you."
Lucas simply stared at Peyton, who got up very calmly and walked away.
"Peyton, wait!"
And he got up, grabbing her hand, and she spun back around, right into his arms. And he kissed her.

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