I know I should be updating my other three fics but I just got the idea for a one shot and since I'm lacking inspiration currently I decided to write this. This fic comes from the song Say Goodbye by Dave Matthews Band.
At the party Rachel throws at the end of high school instead of Lucas reading the exert from his novel to Brooke at the party he takes her away to read her his words and say goodbye the night before she leaves town. Brucas with mentions of Leyton and Brase. Contains adult content - not usually my style so I apologise if that part isn't too good.
"Hey Cheery, what's got you looking so broody? I thought that was my job." She looked up at the voice and felt the smile spread on her face.
"It's the end Broody, I don't think I'm ready. It's a big wide scary world out there and high school is my safety net." He laughed at her and she swatted playfully at him, both knowing she hated being teased.
"Brooke how is high school safety when you think of all the drama, and the tragedies." She shrugged and he took pity on her. "I've something I want to show you Brooke, come with me?" He held a hand out to her and his eyes caught on hers. She felt a flicker of something in the pit of her stomach but was unable to name the emotion. She slid her hand in his and allowed him to lead her away from the party. She trailed behind him, her hand in his as he crashed through the woods and made his way down to the beach.
If Peyton and Lucas' spot was where her car broke down a million or so years ago then for she and Lucas the beach was theirs. Some of the other party goers had started a bonfire a few hours ago and the remains still burned softly against the night sky. He stopped and turned to her, a hand reaching into his jacket pocket and bringing out a book. The flames danced in his eyes and she felt captured away from the world. The anticipation of him sharing something profound with her had her nerve endings standing to attention.
"I wrote a novel Brooke, it's based on our lives here. It started as a story of two boys who became men and found a brotherhood in the process but it encompasses us all here. You've no reason to fear tomorrow Brooke. You'll succeed." She felt a glow in her heart at his words, she watched as he opened the book and began to read from it. "She was fiercely independent, Brooke Davis. Brilliant, and beautiful, and brave. In two years she had grown more than anyone I had ever known. Brooke Davis is going to change the world someday. I'm not sure she even knows it." She swallowed to keep the lump in tears inside her throat and not let them out.
"Lucas if I've grown in the last two years it's because of you. There was a boy who told me that I didn't need to strip naked in the backseat of a guy's car to get his attention. Luke you were the first person who ever really wanted to believe there was more to me than what I put out there. You made it feel like it was okay to just be myself and that maybe people would love me anyway." He felt like their real lives were a million miles away from them right then. His hand went out automatically to cup her cheek, in some ways he was surprised she didn't back away, and in others it felt entirely natural to be like that with her.
"Pretty girl," Once he'd begun words failed him and he felt utterly lost. She had that effect on him, despite being a writer when it came to Brooke he never felt like he had the words to adequately explain exactly how he felt. "We could have been amazing." He saw the tears pooling in her eyes and knew that the same was happening to him. Two high school lovers that had meant the world to one another but never quite managed to get it right.
"It was always Peyton, even before you spoke to her." He heard the sadness in her voice and the persistent thorn in his side, the voice asking why she'd sent him to Peyton when she sometimes looked so sad when she saw them.
"You were the one Brooke, the one I loved first. She was a fantasy before I spoke to her, you were my reality. If I knew the right words to say back then I might never have fallen for her." She stifled the sob in her throat. If tonight was their last night then she could at least be honest.
"There weren't any Lucas. No words would have erased the damage, it wasn't about you, or even me. It was about Peyton. Even when I hated her I still loved her underneath. I wanted her to be happy and she wouldn't be happy without you. I knew you would be happy together. Walking away broke my heart." Her heart melted as she caught the glimmer of a tear on his cheek in the firelight. Without thinking, unable to consider the consequences she leant forward and kissed his tear away. His hand rose up and tangled in her hair, keeping her close to him, their foreheads touching. Her eyes slid shut and she contemplated just how she'd ended up here.
So here we are tonight
You and me together
The storm outside, the fire is bright
He felt the waves of love roll over his heart, he'd never let her go. He'd always known he never would. It seemed only days ago he'd entertained fantasies of spending his life with her, he wouldn't let himself remember their lives, the people who loved them and they loved in return that were just a short walk away. He wanted nothing to puncture the bubble they seemed encased in.
"I would have loved you forever." He saw the tears slipping silently down her cheeks.
"I still will." The agony of her words almost brought him to his knees.
And in your eyes I see
What's on my mind
You've got me wild
Turned around inside
He let his forehead move back and his chin forward, their lips met with the softest caress, he waited for her reaction and found no objection. He pressed deeper and seized her mouth with his own, devouring her like a starving man with a meal. He had been starved of her taste and her touch and he found himself lost in her scent, pressing her closer to him knowing this could not last. They broke apart for no reason other than breath, their eyes glazed over with ill concealed lust.
And then desire, see, is creeping
Up heavy inside here
And know you feel the same way
I do now
"Lucas..." She trailed away not knowing how to speak. To tell him that her love had risen over her in waves once more and she ached to feel his touch. But he was Peyton's now and this would not end well. His finger pressed over her lips, he knew exactly what words she would say.
"Tonight is a night for lost lovers, tomorrow is the day the future begins." He held his breath in anticipation of her reaction, he knew that this was a danger for them both. But this was more than drunk and lust. This was the last time they would see one another for god only knew how long. This was the last chance they would ever have to bid farewell on the love they shared so passionately. Tomorrow they would pretend nothing had ever happened, they would say brief farewells surrounded by friends because no one would want to witness anything more from them. It was easier for everyone around them to write them off as a high school romance that had never been built to last, only they two knew the depth of emotion.
Now let's make this an evening
Lovers for a night, lovers for tonight
Stay here with me, love, tonight
Just for an evening
When we make
Our passion pictures
You and me twist up
Secret creatures
And we'll stay here
Tomorrow go back to being friends
Her consent came in the form on a kiss, their tongues battling and hands roaming as they explored the bodies they had known so intimately well. Her breathing grew ragged as his hand reached inside her jeans. He stroked her inner thigh, his thumb brushing her clit, her panties the thinnest barrier between them. Her knees trembled and she wondered whether she would be able to remain standing, her body leapt to his touch. She'd shed her jacket and rid herself of her top. His free hand reached round her and unhooked her bra. As it slipped away from her she heard his gasp as her breasts fell free. He reached out his thumb to lightly circle the skin around the harden nipple. She felt light headed with lust and thrust herself closer to him. He cupped her with the palm of his hand, feeling her wetness soaking her panties. His cock ached with lust. It seemed like it had forgotten just how much this girl turned him on.
He felt her tremble with lust as he pushed aside the soaking scrap of material preventing him from reaching her. He dipped his finger inside of her and then dragged it softly through her, a slow massage of her clit had Brooke panting and trembling against him. he could feel the heat rising through her body through his shirt. At every movement, every gasp his cock twitched, desperate to be inside of her.
Go back to being friends
But tonight let's be lovers,
We kiss and sweat
We'll turn this better thing
To the best
Of all we can offer, Just a rogue kiss
Tangled tongues and lips,
See me this way
I'm turning and turning for you
Girl just tonight
He felt her tightening and constricting as she panted and gasped her way to orgasm. As she came down her lips met his once more, her hands roaming him, tearing clothes away as they fell as one to the soft sand below. He turned them and pulled back enough to see the faint light from the almost burnt out bonfire lighting her body. He tried to memorize every inch of her knowing he would never see this girl again, not in this way. He lightly flicked his tongue over her swollen nipples and she moaned deep in her throat. She thrust her body up to his and he lost control, sliding into her with a force unlike any he'd used before. The months of estrangement between them lost as their bodies moved together like they were designed for one another. He felt her nails pierce the surface of his back, briefly the thought of how it would be explained to Peyton crossed his mind before it went blank to the sensation of Brooke's body beneath him, as she moaned and grasped him.
They exploded together drenched in sweat, before her mind was able to focus again she had him on his back, his hands reaching up to cup her breasts as she rotated her hips against his. With few coherent thoughts breaking thorough her lust addled mind the one thing that did reach her was that if she was going to be the type of person she despised, if they were going to indulge in betrayal of such magnitude they might as well squeeze every last drop of pleasure from the night as they were able. One hand dropped from her breast to slip between their moving bodies as he once more sought out her sensitive spot. He saw the white light behind his eyelids as the world exploded once more.
Exhausted, sated and sweaty she fell beside him on the sand. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to him, her head nestled in the gap between his jaw and his shoulder and her arm fell across his waist. He lips pressed against her forehead. And she allowed herself just one more minutes indulgence before she prepared to pull away.
Float away here with me
An evening just wait and see
But tomorrow go back to your man
I'm back to my world
And we're back to being friends
Wait and see me,
Tonight let's do this thing
All we are is wasting hours until the sun comes up it's all ours
On our way here
Tomorrow go back to being friends
"Don't let this change anything Lucas. Love her as though tonight never happened." He wished she'd given them longer before beginning to introduce the rest of the world into their night.
"Promise me we'll always be friends Brooke, promise me you'll let someone love you one day like I always wanted to. Like I still do." Brooke couldn't speak, unable to find words to describe the emotions whirring in her. Lucas Scott was the one boy she would always love. But this had been goodbye to everything they were.
Go back to being friends
Tonight let's be lovers, say you will
And hear me call, soft-spoken whispering love
A thing or two I have to say here
Tonight let's go all the way then
Love I'll see you,
Just for this evening
Let's strip down, trip out at this
One evening starts with a kiss
Run away
Reluctantly they broke apart, picking up their clothes, with each item they tugged back on they were erasing a little more of their past. Both knew that in the edited versions of their high school lives no one would place an emphasis on what they'd been to one another. It was forgotten. She held her shoes in her hand as they began to walk back to the party. Mutual consensus had them walk hand in hand until they reached the point where the beach met the wood. They paused then, knowing that crossing the divide would mean the end of their love. Though it may survive in their hearts in reality it would be as though it had never existed. He wrapped her up in his arms and she clung tightly to him. He was lost as to how to let her go. She pushed herself up on her tip toes and softly kissed his lips. He felt the salty taste of her tears and knew his own matched hers. As they pulled apart neither noticed the girl stood metres away. They stepped into the wood and began to walk back, a distance between them that was wider than it had ever been before.
"Where've you been guys? We're heading to the River Court now." Both pairs of eyes widened at the voice, the knowledge someone knew they'd been somewhere together.
"Seeing the last embers of the bonfire Hales." Brooke wondered how Lucas was able to come up with the words so smoothly. Haley's raised eyebrow said she doubted the story. Lucas strode off as Peyton appeared. Haley looked at Brooke expectantly, she barely noticed. All she saw was Lucas greet Peyton with a smile and a kiss. She tore her gaze away, heart shattered. Knowing what they'd shared was erased when they returned was different from witnessing it.
"Brooke?" She finally looked at Haley's expectant face.
"We were just saying goodbye Haley. He showed me what he wrote in his book about me." Haley nodded and didn't say a word, she wrapped an arm round Brooke's shoulders and pulled her head down to allow a kiss to be placed on the top of her head. She wouldn't tell her that he'd looked back as he walked away with Peyton – not if it was a goodbye she'd seen.
And tomorrow
Back to being friends
Lovers...love...lovers
Just for tonight, one night...love you
And tomorrow say goodbye