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A/N: I got kinda lost about that CS fic I was doing, and this came popping out of nowhere. Anyway, give it a read and tell me what you think.
Summary: It was just supposed to be a stressful dinner with his parents. Next thing he knows, he proposed. It was just supposed to be a simple night with her parents, next thing she knows, she's engaged.
Title: Dinner Turned Engagement
Chapter 1: The Conniving Parents And The Clueless Kids
Everybody knows Lucas Scott.
For the most part, that is a fact. So, maybe not everybody knows Lucas Scott. But a lot of people have heard of the name Lucas Scott. There's Lucas Scott the girl magnet, Lucas Scott the basketball star, and on very rare occasions, when someone first hears about him, they'd call him as Lucas Scott, Nathan Scott's older brother.
With so many titles, it is safe to say that Lucas Scott is a successful man. He belongs to a respectable family, as people would put it. His father is the Mayor and his mother is a successful businesswoman. What they didn't know was that belonging to such family also had its disadvantages.
"You're going to do what I want!" A deep voice instructed, though it sounded more threatening rather than instructing.
"This is my life! I'm not letting you control it!" A voice booming with anger and frustration replied. What came next is the sound of probably a phone being slammed in its place.
Everybody knows Brooke Davis.
Well, at least people who wear clothes do. So that pretty much means everyone. Brooke Davis is a woman of many talents, and that is probably the reason why she is the CEO of her own company. Coming from a renowned family who had connections everywhere did help, but not in a way that it proved she has talent.
She is an only child, and anything would be given to her if she wanted it. Her parents always told her they just want what's best for her, the only problem is, most of the time she doesn't want what they think is best.
"The hiding I understand, what I can't believe is that you didn't tell me!" A seemingly frustrated and disappointed voice said, before the other could even speak a word.
"I'm sorry? What? Wait, hold that thought. I have another call coming." The other replied in confusion, then taking the next call that morning.
"You whore! I can't believe you didn't tell me!" A voice so excited nearly deafened her. You could probably tell the person is jumping in joy as she spoke.
"Tell you what?!" The other replied, only, hers was surprised and confused. Her eyes probably grew big with what she just heard.
24 hours earlier.
The day couldn't be more perfect. The sky is clear and the weather channel said it wouldn't be raining anytime soon. It's the perfect day to meet your parents for dinner right? Well, that might be the case for most people, but for one Lucas Scott, it isn't.
"Man! Give me the ball!" A guy shouted bringing him out of his trance, the next thing he hears is the voice of their coach yelling at him.
Clearly, he hasn't been paying attention. Practice was finished and still he didn't know where his thoughts are. They're practically all over the place. Funny how much dinner with Dan Scott can do to him.
"Lucas! Luke! Wait up!" A familiar voice called out. He stopped at his tracks and turned to his team mate, and also his brother.
"Hey Nate, what's up?" Lucas asks Nathan, simply because he didn't know what else to say.
"Dan Scott can really do some damage huh?" He replied, and Lucas just rolled his eyes and continued walking.
"I don't even know what he wants this time! It's like, next thing I know I'm supposed to be having dinner with him and mom!" Lucas ranted. Nathan gave him a look of sympathy for a moment, then breaking into a devious smile.
"You know what! That just make makes me jealous! I didn't even get a call from them!" He tells him as if he's really hurt, then chuckling, knowing he got the better end of the stick.
"Yeah right." Lucas tells him bitterly and walks away towards his car.
"Tell me about it tomorrow!" Nathan told him as he bid him goodbye, knowing full well that their family dinners don't usually turn out pleasantly, nonetheless, over the years they have come to a point where they can just laugh about it as soon as it's done and over with.
"Oh my God! What happened here?" A female voice asks, as she wandered inside the undeniably huge suite, wondering where the person she wants to see is.
"I'm in the bathroom." Another shouted in reply, so as to keep the other from worrying.
"Brooke, your place is a mess! What happened?" The first one asks as she saw the other step out of the bathroom, in only a robe.
"I'm having dinner with my parents, Goldilocks." She answers, with a not so excited look in her face. Seeing the Davis' doesn't exactly give you that feeling when you are Brooke Davis.
"Really? Why?" The blonde asks in a urprised tone, denoting that Brooke having dinner with her parents is a rare occasion.
"I don't know, they said they were in town and next thing I know, my manipulative mother has got me having dinner with them!" Brooke answers in frustration. She really didn't know how she agreed to have dinner with them, although, she should be well aware, talking to Victoria Davis gets you doing things you don't want to do.
"Well, at least it'll be good for publicity. 'Brooke Davis having dinner with her parents.' Sounds pretty good right?" The blonde replies in an attempt to make something good out of it.
"Well, if you put it that way, I guess." Brooke replies as her shoulders fall. She needed to start getting ready, because preparing for dinner with Victoria Davis is never easy. Besides, she's not going to let her mother insult her in a restaurant full of people, she has to look her best, no scratch that. She needs to look her best.
The place is packed. Then again, Daniel's is always packed. It's kind of ridiculous when you think about it. The place is great, yeah, you can give them that, and the service too, but the food, it doesn't taste like you're getting your money's worth. That's just for Lucas Scott of course. Dan Scott's opinion is another story.
Lucas Scott let the valet take his keys a couple of minutes ago, but still he refuses to go in to the establishment. So for a moment, he asks himself if he's really about to have dinner with his parents, because that pretty much, in his vocabulary meant a stressful night.
As impulse takes over, and before he could change his mind and ditch his parents, he tells the guy at the reception desk their reservation. Only wearing a blue polo shirt, and deciding last minute to put a black coat on, he knows all too well he'll get into the nerves of Dan Scott. After all, he did tell him to wear a tux.
As he walks in with the waiter, he sees his mom waiting alone at their table. Dan Scott is nowhere to be seen, and that at least made him happy for a bit.
"Hey mom." Lucas greets her with a kiss on the cheek, then taking the seat across her. "Where's Dad?" He couldn't help but ask, and then glancing towards the direction his mother looked to. There he was, standing on one side of the restaurant, talking on his cell phone.
"Business call?" He asks her again and she just nods. Deborah Scott isn't really much for talking, unless it's business of course. He surveyed their table and noticed there were six chairs, then turned to Dan whose eyes were now as if burning with anger.
"Why aren't you in a tux? I told you to wear a tux!" Those were his first words. He didn't even bother to say 'Hi son, glad you even came' first before he blew up on him. But Lucas knew better, and seeing Dan irritated just made him feel good about himself.
"Are you expecting other people?" Lucas asks him, as he ignored Dan's hateful voice, which Dan managed to turn down. After all, Dan Scott didn't want scandals; they don't exactly look fit for a Mayor.
"Yes, they'll be in any minute." Dan answers business like, as he took the seat facing both Deb and Lucas. Not long after he said that, Lucas sees his father break into a grin, and that's when he knew, he's up to something.
"Richard. I'm glad you came." Dan greeted as he rose from his seat. Lucas followed his gaze and saw a party of three. One was named Richard; obviously, he already called him by his name. Another is a woman who looked like she's in her early forties; he assumed she might be Richard's wife.
Then there's the third person. She's wearing a black cocktail dress that hugged her body on the right places, showing her perfect curves. Suddenly he felt so under dressed with her around. Then he shifts to look at her realizing who she is.
"This is my wife Deb, and my son Lucas." Dan introduced, and Lucas being the good guy that he is, stood up and shook hands with him, he even pulled out the chair for her, which was returned with a thankful dimpled smile.
Brooke Davis couldn't believe she actually agreed to this. Well, at least she's not the only one who looked surprised with what happened. Lucas Scott looked pretty shocked to see her there as well. Like when their eyes met, her shock mirrored his.
Dinner went well, at least for her parents it did. She's never heard her dad, or her mom praise her so much, for that matter. Like they were building up her image of something. Her being a cheer captain in high school even came up; suddenly they're so proud of it, when all those years ago, they wanted to lock her up just so she couldn't attend practice.
"Well, I'm really glad you came." Dan Scott spoke again, as he wiped the corner of his lips with the table napkin.
"I'm glad we did Dan." Victoria Davis replied coyly. Brooke wanted to shoot herself as she watched her mom flutter her eyelashes at the man.
"Now it's only tradition that when we first meet someone, we give them a gift." He continues and Lucas' eyebrows furrowed at that statement. Since when was that tradition? He thought to himself, and continued to watch Dan as he got something out of his pocket.
"This is for you Brooke." Dan stretched his arm towards her and Lucas could only tell that Brooke Davis is not the least happy about it. If anything, she's uneasy with all of it, just like he is. Lucas thoughtfully got the box from Dan then handed it to Brooke.
In it is a platinum ring, covered with diamonds all over, and to top it all off, it exuded an elegant and sophisticated look. Something that a woman would definitely want to receive if she's being proposed to.
"I can't…I'm sorry, but I can't accept this Mr. Scott." Brooke gave Dan a thankful smile as she closed the box, not noticing the death glares her mother has been giving her.
"Don't you like it?" The manipulative voice of Dan Scott is on, that's something Lucas immediately noticed. It slightly angered him that he can't do anything about it.
"No, no. It's beautiful, but this is very expensive and-" Brooke really didn't want to accept it. There was just something off about it. Plus, where do you hear about families giving out diamond rings to people they meet, but before she could decline, Dan Scott cut her off.
"Please Brooke. I insist. We inisist. How about you try it on first and if it doesn't fit perfectly, then I'll take it back. We would definitely be offended if you return it." Dan's voice is soft, enough for someone to actually agree with his plans. Lucas couldn't do anything but give Brooke an apologetic smile.
Brooke thought about it for a while then agreed to it. What are the chances that this ring is going to fit her, right? It's not like it was specially made for her or anything. "Go put it on her Lucas." Dan instructed, and the blonde Scott just followed, he didn't really want any arguments later.
To Brooke's horror, it fit. Actually, it didn't just fit. It was like; the ring was made to fit her ring finger. "It looks perfect on you honey." Deb spoke up when she saw the ring placed perfectly on Brooke's finger. Brooke next hears her mother gushing, and Victoria Davis never gushed.
"Are you really sure you want me to have this?" Brooke asked again, hoping that Dan will actually tell her he's playing a joke on her and he wants the ring back, but to her disappointment, he just gives her a smile and nods. It doesn't look proper either to just take it off when the people who gave it to you are still there, so she decided to keep it on. No big deal right?
The only thing Lucas Scott could offer is conversation. Thankfully, both he and Brooke survived the night. He literally and honest to God, couldn't wait to go home already, and so is she. He can tell.
"Hey dad, actually, I really want to stay, but I think I'm going to have to call it a night." Lucas suddenly spoke up, the first chance he got. Surprisingly, Dan Scott didn't bother talking him out of it. Odd, Lucas thought.
"Actually, me too. Uh, I still have stuff to do. So I think, I'm going to go." Brooke followed up next, before Lucas Scott could even leave his seat. She's not about to let him leave her there with the sharks.
"Oh honey, but you came in here with us. How are you going to get back?" Richard Davis asked caringly. Brooke Davis smiled at the thought. After all, her dad always has been the caring one. It just got too much at times.
"Don't worry dad, I'll just take a cab." Brooke replies immediately. Frankly, as much as the caring father image made her smile, all she wanted was to go back to her place and have a good night sleep.
"It's dangerous for a lady like you to be going home alone. I'm sure Lucas would be delighted to drop you off. Right son?" Dan Scott offered, then looking over at Lucas knowingly. He knew his son is a gentleman, and he knew he'd say yes.
"Yeah. Sure. No problem." Lucas replied, just eager to leave the place. He kissed his mom goodbye, just as Brooke did with her dad. It intrigued him that she didn't do the same for her mom. They probably have issues, he thought.
"Take care of my girl Lucas." Richard Davis told him, wherein he replied an enthusiastic "I will." Four people were left, having pretty contented smiles on their faces.
"Well, that went pretty well." Dan Scott remarked, eyeing the other three. "It sure did." Richard Davis replied, drinking what's left of his champagne.
"Look, you really don't have to drop me off. I'm just going to take a cab." Brooke spoke up as she and Lucas waited for his car.
"No, really, it's no big deal. Plus, your dad told me to take care of you." He tells him sweetly, and that's when Brooke realizes what she hears about Lucas Scott's charm.
"Well, he did say that. I mean, are you sure?" She asks him again as he rolled his eyes at her, then opening the door to his car and instructing her to get in.
The drive is quiet at first, but Brooke being the bubbly person that she is started talking. "Thank you." She told him again.
"Really, it's no big deal. It's on my way home anyways." He told her again, then realizing she meant something else.
"No, I meant, for the 'out' awhile ago." Brooke explained and Lucas just nodded his head. "Although I couldn't believe you would actually leave me with them!" She joked and they enjoyed a good laugh together.
"Hey, for what it's worth, having you there definitely made dinner bearable." Lucas Scott worked his charms, and for some god forsaken reason, he didn't know why. Although if he had met Brooke Davis in some other way, he would've probably flirted his way towards her.
"So, is this Lucas Scott's famous charm?" She teased, and for a while he watched him squirm, although she didn't really think a guy like him would squirm.
"Sorry, just a habit, I guess." He apologizes, and finds himself running his hand through his hair, earning a little chuckle from Brooke.
"I was kidding, besides, I wouldn't know what I would've done if you weren't there either." She admits and he just nods in agreement. After some laughs and after realizing they'd been to common parties before, they arrive at the Marriot.
"Well, this is me." Brooke huffed as she looked at him with a smile on her face then to the lobby of the hotel. "So, I really think I should give this back." She told him as she tried to take off the ring Dan Scott gave her earlier. "It's stuck." She tells him worriedly.
"I thought it fit just fine earlier?" Lucas asked and Brooke just gave him a confused look. "It did!" She replied, getting agitated with the situation.
"You really don't have to give it back. Besides, my dad gave that to you. If you really didn't want it, you should've given it back to him earlier." Lucas told her, not meaning to offend her in any way, but unluckily, he did.
"Look, I don't want this ring ok! Plus, I've never heard of a family who give diamond rings as giveaways! And it's not like he gave me a choice to actually say no!" Brooke said frustratingly, still trying to take the ring off.
"Calm down, okay? I'm sorry. I know, my dad didn't really give you a choice. Honestly, it's also the first time I've seen him give someone a ring. What I mean is, my dad isn't usually that nice, so maybe he really does want you to have that. I mean, him and your dad seemed pretty close." He explained and there was something in his voice that calmed Brooke.
"Okay, maybe I'll just have to return it some other time." She replied as she gave up on taking it off. "Good thing it really looks good on me." She noticed, then seeing Lucas nod in agreement.
"Well, I should be going. Thank you so much…" She told him the sixth time that night. Yeah, Lucas Scott actually counted. "Lucas." He spoke, confusing Brooke.
"Excuse me?" She told him, trying to figure out what he meant. "If you ever see me on the street or something, you should call me Lucas, or Luke. Whatever you feel like saying." He tells her casually and she smiles at him, that same dimpled smile she gave him when he pulled out a chair for her.
"Well you can call me Brooke." She says in reply, and with that she steps out of the car with a big smile on her face. She walked towards the lobby confidently, then turning her back to face him when he called her by her name. Her eyebrows furrowed, and a smile came with it. No doubt a lot of girls wanted to date Lucas Scott, she told herself.
"You're welcome!" She heard him shout. She shook her head at his ways, giving him a big smile. Just then, she watched him drive away. Yes, dinner was bad, but her night did turn out great in the end. She traced the ring on her finger, and went into the hotel.
Brooke woke up due to the non stop ringing of her phone. What could it possibly be that people can't wait to talk about? She looked at her clock; it read 6:27 am, then to her phone which had 21 missed calls. Four from Peyton, Five from Rachel, two from Millicent and the other are just unknown numbers.
It then occurred to her that something might've gone wrong. She thought of all the worst case scenarios, hell she even thought about Clothes over Bros. closing. Just then her phone started going off again. Peyton it read. She hits the answer button and before she could speak, she heard the blonde talking.
"The hiding I understand, what I can't believe is that you didn't tell me!" Her voice is frustrated, and disappointed, and also, it is possible that she's a little angry too. Brooke didn't know what she's talking about. Of course, if she did, then she would've probably had a comeback for what Peyton told her.
"I'm sorry? What? Wait, hold that thought. I have another call coming." She replied in confusion then saw it's Rachel at the other end of the line.
"You whore! I can't believe you didn't tell me!" Rachel's voice sounded so excited, it nearly deafened Brooke. She could see Rachel jumping with joy in her head.
"Tell you what?!" Brooke replied getting more worried. Why is it like everybody else knows already and she's the only one who doesn't? Her clock now read 6:30 am. "Tell you what Rachel?" She asked her red head friend again, just then, she heard someone ring her doorbell.
"You know what, I'm going to have to call you back." She tells her then hangs up. As she went to get the door she had a feeling that he'll have a very long day ahead of her. Then she saw its Michel, the receptionist.
"Michel, hi. What can I do for you so early in the morning?" She asked and tried to sound cool about it, but then Michel's face told her something else.
"I'm sorry Ms. Davis but there are a lot of reporters going mad and waiting for you, and I just need something to tell them." He told Brooke, and again, she was just beyond confused. Why does everyone know and she doesn't?
"I'm sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about." Brooke tells him and Michel just points to her finger, with an embellishment on it.
"Your engagement? To Lucas Scott? Ring a bell?" He tells her and Brooke's face goes blank. "It's all over the news dear." Michel added and suggested for Brooke to open her TV, which she did. She tried to take off the ring again, but still it's stuck. That's when she knew why Victoria Davis gushed last night.
Lucas Scott was just about to take his usual run in his East Hampton estate. That was until a bunch of reporters and paparazzi ambushed him, asking if 'it' is true. Honestly, he didn't know what to tell them. Then there's the very confusing question of "When are you getting married?" which really told him something is definitely up.
He retreated to his house and looked for his phone. By the time he found it, it already had 47 missed calls in it. Some were from Nathan, then there's Haley. Others were his team mates and others were from his friends on the press, and others were just unknown numbers.
He immediately dials his brother's number hoping to find answers on what the whole getting married fuss is all about.
"Luke! Is it true?" Nathan asked not even giving his blonde brother to ask what it is about.
"What is this I hear about getting married? And why are there a bunch of reporters outside my house?" He says agitatedly. He wanted answers, and he wanted them fast.
"Are you seriously asking me that? You propose and you seriously think reporters aren't going to want to ask you questions?" Nathan says with a sarcastic laugh, which really irritated Lucas.
"I proposed? To who? Where? When?" He asked his brother, because in his calendar, there isn't any wedding happening soon, nor was there any proposal date that happened.
"Last night man! You proposed, to Brooke Davis! Apparently, she said yes and now you're engaged!" Nathan explains and Lucas is just beyond lost with what he heard. Suddenly, he realizes this is all Dan's doing.
"I'm going to have to call you back. I have someone I need to talk to." Lucas hangs up, and just then he hears his landline ring. He came to get it, and on the other line, he hears the voice of the one person who's responsible for all of this.
"Good morning son." Dan Scott greeted. Lucas could see that evil smirk plastered on his face. He should've known. His father had tried to pull something like this before.
"You did all of these! Now, you're going to fix it!" He demanded, not minding to hold back all the anger he's feeling.
"You're going to do what I want!" Dan Scott threatened. He wasn't about to back down now. Everything was in perfect play. Lucas Scott and Brooke Davis' engagement meant business to him, and he's sure as hell not about to let that get away.
"This is my life! I'm not letting you control it!" Lucas' voice boomed with anger, and if there was anything he felt towards Dan right now, it was hate. He slammed the phone in its place and rushed to get his jacket. He needs to talk to Brooke.
Okay, so that was it! Reviews are very much appreciated. :)