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Their eyes locked across the crowded bar. Blue to hazel for the first time in over a year, her heart lurched in her chest. He was still the same Lucas Scott she'd left in high school. Well not totally the same Lucas. She hoped he'd grown up a bit she knew she had but had he where was he in the world? Was he still with Peyton? Why was he in New York? Why did he call her? These were all questions that swirled around in her head as she looked at him. The blond haired, blue eyed boy that had stolen her heart years ago, her one true love.

His eyes were locked to hers the hazel orbs he'd fallen for at sixteen, his eyes roamed down her body the body he had burned into his memory. He glanced at her chocolate tresses that fell around her shoulders he could almost feel there silkiness against his face. The moment he had seen her again saw the sadness and hopefulness mixed in her eyes in her face. He knew he'd made the right choice he knew she was truly the love of his life that fact that he could still read her like one of his books and know exactly what she was thinking, feeling that is what confirmed it to him. She was still his pretty girl and she always would be even if they couldn't find their way back to each other she'd always be his pretty girl.

She made her way slowly towards him her heels clicking against the hardwood floors. His eyes were glued to her; her eyes were glued to him. Neither seemed to be able to look away ,they could both feel the almost electric current that seemed to run between them as she walked closer and closer to him.

"It's been a long time stranger." She whispered as she walked up to the bar stool he was sitting on and stood in front of him.

"Yes it has." He whispered back both afraid to talk too loudly it was almost as if they did they spell would be broken the tight rope they seemed to be walking would snap. They finally broke that eye contact that seemed to be so essential. She took a seat next to him.

A waitress handed her a menu and she scanned it not ready to say anything not sure what to say or how to say it. "I've heard the pasta's good." He throws in. wishing she would look at him again.

She nodded her head and flagged down the waitress who quickly jotted down her and Luke's orders but not before looking Luke up and down appreciatively it took all Brooke had not to say anything but she had to remind herself she didn't own Lucas he could do whatever he wanted. Whoever he wanted, he saw the flash of jealously of anger that flashed in her eyes and he felt hope.

Their food was brought and they both poked at it neither sure what to do finally she swallowed her fear and trepidation and turned to him, her hair swaying along her back, "OK Luke not that its not nice to see you because it is but what are you doing in New York? In this bar? Why did you call me?" all the questions that had been swirling around in her head for the last few hours all came tumbling out of her mouth in one breath.

"Whoa there pretty girl one question at a time?" He chuckled. Her face paled at her old nickname coming from his lips. She quickly shook it off.

"Whatever you say Broody just answer my questions." Her eyes snapped at him.

Broody wow he hadn't been called that in forever. "Well let's start with the first question I'm in New York well I'm not really sure you see I asked Peyton to marry me tonight." He pulled the box out of his pocket.

Her breath caught in the back of her throat her face went even paler. "You.. You asked Peyt to marry you." She choked out she could feel the tears building behind her eyes.

"Yeah, I did but she said no." He put the box back down and looked at her, he wanted to old her make her face go from pale to Rosy to wipe the worry from her eyes.

"I'm.. I'm so sorry Luke," and she was because the only thing Brooke ever wanted was for her Broody to be happy for Lucas to find his happily ever after she never wanted him to have his heart shattered on the floor.

"No Brooke you don't understand I asked her she said no and somehow I ended up at this bar in the city memory's flashing through my mind, and you know what I realized. She shook her head her hands shaking scared of what he would tell her.

I realized Peyton had don me a favor by saying no. I realized that I never really loved Peyton I realized that whenever I thought of mine and Peyton's history you were always more prominent that all the important moments happened with you not her I realized that I.. That I love you Brooke Penelope Davis my Pretty girl, I realized its always been you."

"Oh" her heart was in her throat her hands were shaking she felt as though she would pass out. Luke I want to believe you I really want to." Tears were cascading down her face.

"Then believe me Brooke, believe that I'm the guy for you be the girl behind the red door again. He slide to the floor on one knee looking up into her tear filled eyes. "Brooke I love you I always have and I didn't fight hard enough for you a year ago I didn't fight because I was scared Keith had just died and I loved you so much, I was scared of losing you but I lost you anyway. " He held out the ring box. "I love you your my Pretty girl ,the Cheery to my Broody you fit into my family so easily without any effort you were like a daughter to Keith ,my mother loved you and I loved you I was just to blind to see how much until right now. Now this ring won't be the permanent one I promise I have an even better one stashed away just for you. You see Brooke I've always held in my possession a ring meant only for you I just didn't realize it. So pretty girl will you marry me and be my forever my destiny the girl behind the red door?

Brooke looked at him in shock an answer on her lips her body and soul screaming the answer. "Luke." She whispered.

A/N ah cliff hanger the more reviews I get the faster the update will be up and you'll see what happens between our Broody and his pretty girl. Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to review without the support this chapter wouldn't have been out so fast.