Authors Note – Sorry it took so long to update. I hope this chapter is good enough to make up for it. The Italics are a flashback. So please let me know what you think. I would love reviews. I only got 3 on the last/first chapter.
Brooke woke up and for the first time in a long time, she thought that everything was great. Well, almost great. Since Lucas came home, she knew things were going to be even more tense then usual at Nathan & Haley's house. She wondered if either of them knew he was home, yet. She sat up in her bed, pulled her covers off, swung her feet off the bed and into her pink fuzzy slippers. Getting up off the bed she wandered over to her dresser and looked in the mirror. A huge smile made its way across her face as she thought about Lucas, she had been doing that a lot lately. Shaking herself out of what was fixing to be a long memory, she made her way to the bathroom. She went to the tub and turned the water on so it could get hot. She was about to get in when she heard a knock at the door. She jumped at the noise and her heart skipped a beat hopping that it was Lucas. Hurrying to turn the water off, she slipped her slippers back onto her feet and made her way to the door. She almost ran to open it, and then just stood there, not wanting to seem desperate, she wanted to make him wait. She had waited long enough, and trying to fight back a big grin, she opened the door. Her face went from happy to an 'Oh it's you' kind of look.
"Well it's good to see you too Brooke" Peyton said in a smartass voice.
"Sorry Peyton, I thought you were someone else, I wasn't expecting you."
"So who were you expecting to come over this early?"
"Early? Peyton it's like 10 in the morning, that's not early"
"Well it's early for you." Peyton laughed as she said it
"Bite me P. Sawyer, I don't do any early very well."
Brooke stared at the clock, then switched her focus to her phone, hoping it would ring.
"Brooke!"
Brooke snapped out of the trance she seemed to be in and put her hand to her chest.
"Peyton! Don't do that to me." "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
"So I asked you, who were you expecting this morning?" Peyton was just staring at Brooke, waiting for her to answer.
"I wasn't expecting anyone. What makes you think I was?" Brooke was trying to look as puzzled as she could.
"Well for one, when you answered the door, you were all 'Happy Go Lucky' and then when you saw it was 'just me' you were like 'Oh'. Like you were hoping I was someone else."
Brooke just stood there silently, she made her way over to the couch and sat down. Peyton soon followed right behind her. Brooke felt her sit down and could feel her eyes on her. She sat there looking at the door, and then down to her hands. She knew she had to tell Peyton, she was her best friend. Peyton had always loved how happy Lucas had made her, she would be glad he was back, right? Peyton was mad at Lucas for leaving the way he did, not because he just left, but because of how he left Brooke. She knew Brooke had still loved him, and he the same, so how could he leave and not say anything. Slowly turning her head to look at Peyton, she was worried.
"Peyton, he's back. He came home."
"What? Who are you talking about? Who is home?"
"Lucas."
"What? Lucas is back, how do you know?" Peyton just looked confused
"Because I've already seen him, he was here last night."
"Brooke, how come you didn't tell me? Where is he now? Did he tell you why he left? I can not believe this."
"I did tell you just now, and I don't know where he is."
"What about why he left?"
"He sort of explained it to me. He said it had something to do with Dan and Nathan."
Peyton just sat there and looked at Brooke, waiting for more. Waiting for her to tell her what happened with them the night before. Wanting to know why he came back now. Brooke wasn't even looking at her, she almost felt guilty for lying to Peyton, but technically she wasn't lying. She knew Peyton wouldn't understand like she did. Peyton had always been the one to stand up for Brooke, the one who was always there for her, and she knew nothing had changed. She knew Peyton was going to want to talk to Lucas. That was a given.
Lucas was sitting in his old room. He looked around and it was the exact same as it was when he left. His mother never changed anything. He looked over towards his closet and saw his old shoebox sitting up in the closet, full of all his memories. Getting up and walking over to the closet, he reached up and grabbed the box. He sat back down, stared at the box for a little while and finally opened it. Brooke Davis. She was the first thing he saw when he opened that box, their picture right on top. He remembered when it was taken, letting his mind take him back he closed his eyes and thought about that day.
"Hey Boyfriend" Brooke said running behind him on the River court causing him to drop the ball.
"(laughing) Hey Pretty Girl, what are you doing here?" not that he wasn't happy to see her, he was always happy to see her.
"Well, I thought about surprising you tonight and taking me and you on a little adventure"
"Adventure huh? And just what kind of adventure were you thinking about?"
"(smirking) Well, you will just have to come with me to find out, now wont you?"
He loved it when she was mysterious like that. It was just one of the million things that he loved about her. She grabbed his hand and led him away. But not too far, just far enough. There in the middle of the wooded area next to the River court were two blankets and a pillow. He looked down at Brooke and she was looking right back up at him.
"Brooke, anyone could come over here."
"I dunno, we are pretty far away, and besides, isn't this supposed to be adventurous?"
Not waiting for him to reply she just kissed him. Once she kissed him, he could not say no. He could never say no to Brooke. He didn't care any more that someone could walk up. He just wanted her, wanted to be near her. 'He slid his hands around her head and into her thick brown hair, grabbing handfuls of it and tilting her head back just a little more. Brooke took her hands and slid them underneath his shirt feeling the smoothness of his chest, she raised the shirt over his head. She went to kiss him again but he stopped her. He raised one hand to the side of her face and moved the strand of hair out of her eyes. He just gazed at her, staring into her eyes, he knew he was where he was supposed to be.
"I Love You Pretty Girl" She knew that he meant it and wasn't just saying it because of the moment they were about to have. "I Love You Too"
He pulled her face to his, planting a soft kiss on her lips. He opened his mouth a little and slipped his tongue in-between her lips wanting entrance, which she granted, sliding his tongue into her mouth, twirling it hers in perfect motion. She reached down and pulled up her shirt, raising it above her head and letting it fall to the ground. She laid down on the blanket giving him the notion to follow her down.
Laying down beside her, he flipped to his side and reached his hand over rubbing it up and down her stomach. He took one finger and ran it over the edge of her bra, tracing the curves of her breast around. Taking his finger up and slipping her bra off her shoulders, she turned so he could reach to undo the clasp and get it off her. He got it un done and slowly slid it off each arm, and then took a moment to just look at her, she was so beautiful. He took his hand, raised it to cup her breast, slowly lowered his head. She could feel his breath on her nipple and it instantly got hard, her breathing fastened and her body began to move. Opening his mouth his tongue flicked her nipple once and she jerked, he loved that. He took his tongue and swirled it around her nipple over and over again, feeling her body move under him, he took her whole nipple into his mouth sucking on it lightly causing her to let a moan slip out, which made him only suck harder.
His hand made its way down her stomach to her pants, undoing the button and zipper he slid it down over her panties, he could feel how wet she was through them. Slipping his fingers under her panties, she was so smooth and wet, he felt her legs spread for him to have access to clit, taking his finger and flicking it over the clit, her whole body twitched. He took two fingers and massaged her center, sliding them inside of her she almost wanted to pull away because it felt so good. She was so wet, he pushed his fingers deeper inside of her, causing her to moan even louder, he took his thumb and placed it on her clit rubbing it all around, wiggling his fingers inside of her, feeling her get even more wet.
He raised his head and looked up at her, he wanted to see her, wanted to see the pleasure she was getting. Brookes head was tense against the pillow, her hands were clenching the sheets, eyes closed, she was biting her lip. He loved pleasing her. Bringing himself down to the bottom of the blanket, he pulled Brooke's pants off, sliding her panties off with them. Brooke looked down to see what he was doing, he just looked at her and smiled.
Lowering his head, he let his tongue flick her clit keeping his eyes on her he did it over and over again. Brookes head flew back onto the pillow and her body was moving under him. He brought his hand up around her leg, and began to play with her clit, sliding his tongue inside of her opening, going in and out with his tongue. He was driving her crazy, she held it in as long as she could, "Lucassss" she almost yelled and let out a loud moan. Hearing that was all he needed. Lucas raised up and pulled his pants down to his ankles, he was so hard, his dick was throbbing. He raised her legs to where her knees were up and her feet were flat on the ground.
He grabbed himself into his right hand and put his left on her knee. Leaning forward he rubbed the head of his dick down her clit. He let himself slip inside her for just a moment, she was so wet and warm, before he pulled back out and ran himself back up her clit. He started to do it again but this time when he slid inside her just a little, Brooke reached up and pulled him down inside of her, kissing him so hard he almost went weak in the arms. Scooting himself up he grabbed her left leg and lifted it up with him. Thrusting himself in and out of her wetness, he got faster and faster, pulling out of her kiss he wanted to see her face as he went deeper. She was biting her lip, trying not to be loud, moaning his name "Lucas, please, oh my god. mmmm" He went harder, deeper inside of her each time he thrust into her. Leaning down he devoured her mouth in his. "Lucas… Lucas, I'm about to…" He felt her, in that moment he knew that she had cum. Feeling her get even wetter, tightening around him as she came. He thrust inside her once more. Staying there, pulling back just a little and thrusting back in again, he felt himself explode inside her, his body jerking, tensioning up, she reached up and pulled his head to hers and placed a kiss on his lips, making him relax. He pulled himself out of her and rolled over to beside her again. Laying his arm down, she lifted up and lay her head on his shoulder. He pulled the covers up over them and kissed her forehead.
"Luke?"
"Yes Brooke?"
"I love you."
He smiled at the words he heard. "I love you too."
She lay there with her eyes closed, arm wrapped around his waste, she kissed his chest and dozed off into a light sleep. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He grabbed his pants and took out his phone. Opening it and switching it to camera, he took a picture of her laying asleep on his arm. He had never been happier in his life than he was in that moment.
"Goodnight
Pretty Girl"
Opening his eyes, he smiled at the memory of that day. She had made him happier than he had ever been in his life. They may have broken up, but he never stopped loving her. Flipping through the pictures, he remembered all the good times with her. He wanted that back. He wanted her back. She was the love of his life, and he hopped that he hadn't screwed it all up. He was going to do whatever he could to win back 'his' Brooke.
