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Everyone was now in the living room, because it got really cold outside. Some were playing drinking games and others were just talking and laughing.
Peyton didn't feel like talking so she was just sitting next to Lucas, drinking. Just like old Peyton...She still had her mind around the whole Brooke leaving 3 years ago. She couldn't understand why she did that, and worse, why did she stop talking to her. Of course Brooke said it was because of her new fashion company, she didn't have much time, but Peyton knew she talked to Hailey and Nathan many times. Why stop talking to her best friend?
- Peyton, honey.? - Lucas was looking at her.
- Hum...what? - She left her thoughts behind.
- Nathan was just asking you about your work. Is everything ok? - As always he watched her face very carefully.
- Oh I'm fine, I think it's just the wine effect, it got me tired. I think I'm going to take a walk outside. Excuse me guys, be right back. - She said turning to Nathan and Hailey.
Peyton looked at the room, people were just happy and smiling. Why did she have to be like that?
She saw Brooke standing near the kitchen, leaning on Julian, talking to Mouth and Bevin. Right then, Brooke looked at Peyton, and they're eyes locked on each other, for what it seemed like an eternity. Peyton broke the gaze and went to the front door, starting to feel the effect of drinking too much wine, sitting on the couch. She stumbled on her way to the door, and some of her friends noticed, including Brooke.
Oh no, back to old Peyton, who drinks her problems off. Shit! - Brooke thought.
Peyton was now sitting on a bench in front of the river. She couldn't even think straight right now, due to the wine. She leaned her head on the bench, and in a second her eyes fell.
...
Brooke was looking at her guests, her friends, who she had missed with all her heart. Tree Hill was her home, now and forever. The day she left, was the worst day of her life. Not so much for leaving her home, but for leaving her best friend behind, without even explaining. Those green eyes have been haunting her dreams for the past three years. She had to come back. She had to have Peyton back in her life.
- Lucas, where is Peyton? - She asked.
- Oh, hi Brooke...(ick) Pey...Peyton? Who knows? - Said a completely wasted Lucas.
- God Luke, what have you been drinking?
- Stuff! You know Peyton is not happy today.
- Yeah, I saw that. Well I better go find her. But first...Hey people! - She called everyone.
Not one person was sober in the room.
- Well first of all thanks for being here. Second I guess everyone is staying, since you're all pretty wasted, Tree Hill old style. Just spread around the house, except my room. Nate and Tutor-Mom, no sneaky business, you hear me?
Everyone just laughed and continued playing Beer-Pong and others...
Brooke went outside, she started calling for Peyton, but no answer. She went near the river, and when she looked around, she saw someone resting on a bench. Her goldilocks were unforgettable.
God I've missed watching you.
Brooke nealed in front of the bench and just stared at the face in front of her. She knew every inch of Peyton's face like the palm of her hand. And when she was sleeping, it seemed that made her beauty even bigger.
Brooke took her coat and placed it around Peyton. She touched her cold cheeks and Peyton moved, slowly waking up.
- Brooke...
She could smell the wine in Peyton's breath.
- Come on Sawyer, let's go inside so you can sleep.
- I have to go home, with Lucas. - She got up too quickly - Oh (hand in head), hangover.
- They are all staying here, everyone drank a little too much. Come on.
Brooke grabbed Peyton by her waist and lead them to the house. When they got in, they saw Lucas, Mouth and Julian sleeping on all three couches. Haley and Nathan were on one bedroom, Skills, Bevin and Rachel on the other (wild night ugh?). This left only one room, Brooke's.
- Do you mind sleeping on my room? - Brooke asked, not really wanting to hear the answer.
- Of course I don't mind. - Was all she said.
Brooke held on tight to Peyton and went upstairs. After changing clothes, they both laid on top of the bed. A million thoughts going through their minds. Brooke finally broke the awkward silence, with her soft but raspy voice.
- Peyt, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for leaving you.
- Actually you never left Brooke, you always stayed in my heart. Even though you hurt me, I still love you Brooke Davis. - Peyton was now turned to her, and had her hand on top of Brooke's.
Silence took over them again, but just for a second, because Brooke started to cry.
Peyton threw her arms around her, and held her very close.
- It's okay Brooke, it's okay...
- No, no it's not. I hurt you, I let you down after all we've been through. I don't deserve your forgiveness. Not now.
- Yes you do deserve. We always said, no matter what comes, we remain. Of course you're going to have to fight, but so do I, because I want nothing more then you in my life. Whatever it takes, we are doing it. You hear me? - Peyton showed off her smile.
- God it's been too damn long. - Brooke hugged her back, with all her strength.
They just stayed like that all night, Brooke feeling more then she should.
No, it's going to start, all over again. - She thought, while watching Peyton's face.
- Love you . - Said before falling asleep.
- Love you - She smiled and held Peyton closer to her.
