Thanks SOO much for the reviews! I'm so dissapointed with myself though, this was going to be the final part but I didn't have enough time to write the ending scene and I don't want to give you guys crap so there will be one more chapter posted tomorrow. I was torn between ending it before Honeygrove or going to HG like my original plan was. I decided to go during HG because I felt liek it would be strogner that way. ANyway, enough of my ramblings. Enjoy!
She knew who's lips they were as soon as the collided with hers. Her eyes closed automatically, and her arms went up and wrapped around his neck. She felt his arms wrap around her waist and pull her closer, pressing his shivering body against hers. He walked into the house, shutting the door behind him, before backing her up towards the bed.
She kept her eyes shut tight as his lips moved from hers and down to her neck because she knew if she opened them, she'd realize what she was doing and would stop. It'd been so long since he had touched her that she just needed to feel, just needed him to be inside her before she left him and Tree Hill behind.
His fingers were playing with the hem of her tank top and they both realized that his hands were shaking. It wasn't because he was cold it was because he was scared shitless at that moment. He wanted to be with Brooke, everything was telling him to be with here tonight but he was with Peyton, this was wrong. Brooke wasn't like this, Brooke wouldn't do that to Peyton or to herself.
Before he could move his hands back up into a safe region, because despite his little bout of knowledge, he wasn't ready to stop kissing her, he felt er hand move his out of the way. It was a flash of blue cotton and suddenly it was just her in front of him, save for the pants that adorned her lower half. HIs lips left her body so he could look at her, all of her.
She felt his eyes watching her so she opened them slowly, biting her bottom lip. "You're beautiful." he murmured softly before leaning down to kiss her swollen lips once more. The kiss he meat her with was hard and done with haste, this one more soft and gentle. It reminded her of the kiss they shared when they first slept together. He had been so nervous, so shy, so sweet. He had been gentle with her body, something she never really experienced before, he had told her that she was beautiful that night too. It made her feel like she was worthy, worthy of someone to love her, worthy enough to touch him.
She smiled against his lips, parting her lips, allowing him to escalate the kiss. All sense of time was lost, and some how they had gotten completely undressed. "Are you sure?" he asked gently, and she opened her eyes once more to look up into his. She nodded, her throat having closed up. If she spoke it'd ruin it and she wasn't ready for that. He smiled and kissed her softly once more. " I love you."
It came out even before he processed it. Her eyes shot open. "Excuse me?" No sound came from his mouth that was hanging open she realized that no matter how much she wanted it, excluding the fact that she was leaving when the school year ended, she couldn't do it.
"Get off me." She said harshly, pushing his body off of her. She stood up quickly, grabbing her clothing and putting it on. "This was a mistake. I should've never come here." She grabbed her keys once more, the keys she had dropped on the ground when she slid her arms around his neck.
"Don't go." he said for the second time that night except this time it wasn't enough to stop her.
Lucas laid half awake, half asleep next to Peyton who was lying next to Brooke. Peyton had returned home a day later and had explained that both Brooke and her were terrified to sleep alone and asked if they could sleep there.
Brooke had avoided his eyes the whole time, never looking at him for longer than two seconds. Truth was, she had gone to Peyton's, after spending that one night with Nathan and Haley, and asked if she could stay at Peyton's house. But, Peyton revealed that she too was scared and suggested that they go over to Luke's. It wasn't like she could say no, because then Peyton would ask her why and she'd have to make up some super lame excuse because she couldn't say that she nearly slept with Lucas while she was gone and she'd have to spend another night with crazy hormonal Haley, a grumpy Nathan, and a weird, yet sober, Deb.
He had to make it work with Peyton. He was filled with guilt, Brooke and himself going further than he and Peyton did junior year. He should have stopped it. Hell, he shouldn't have started it. He kissed her first, he lead her to the bed, he started taking off her shirt, he realized they shouldn't be doing what they were doing and he should have stopped.
So now, he's been acting even more lovey to Peyton, even though he can see that Brooke gets upset about it and always makes the excuse of going to help his mom. He let out a sigh as he felt Peyton turn away from him and he thought for a moment that maybe it was a sign. But then he realized that was stupid because there was no other sign telling him to be with Brooke and he knew for a fact that Peyton could never sleep on one side for too long.
They wound up in Honeygrove after getting Mouth's "NEED ASS" text message and Brooke found herself still strangely attached to Peyton. She felt guilty, horribly guilty and that's why she offered to curl Peyton's hair for her. To get a little way back to how they were. And, maybe if the guilt seemed to leave her body and anger bubble up inside her, she could let the iron 'slip' and 'accidentally' burn Peyton. But, she already knew that she wouldn't get angry because she felt like she should burn herself with the curling iron.
"Penny for your thoughts?" She tried to concentrate on the blonde lock in her hand, glancing up to look Peyton in the eye. She hadn't noticed how quiet she'd been until Peyton had said something.
"Oh, I'm not sure they're worth that much." She looked back down at the the curl, removing the iron and laying the lock down gently. "I was just thinking about Chase." The lie rolled off her tongue smoothly because she had only been thinking of Lucas. But, after the words escaped her mouth, she did think of Chase. Chase broke up with her because she slept with Nathan. It was ironic because that was no where near as worse as what she did last week.
"I'm really sorry Brooke." 'If she only knew.' Brooke thought, grabbing another cluster of hair in her hand. "Do you miss him?"
She looked up and into Peyton's eyes and found herself nodding. "Yeah. I do." 'Do not.' She breathed in before continuing, moving the subject off of Chase. "Plus I'm not really a big fan of being alone these days."
"Oh well... I was wondering if you could move in with me?" Peyton asked, sounding a little congested. Brooke noted in her head to get the blonde nasal spray or else she wouldn't be able to sleep later.
"I can't. I'm moving back into the apartment."
She noticed Peyton's face falter, and then immediately try to cover it up by saying "Oh, okay cool. I just... yeah." She laughed a little, closing her eyes tight for a moment before opening them and placing a smile on her face.
"But maybe," she paused for a moment, not sure if she was ready to offer this, "you could move in to?" She questioned herself as she said it.
But the look on Peyton's face made all questioning go away because she knew that the offer made her friend happy and that's all Brooke wanted at this point. "You mean that?" Her voice is hopeful like that of a child.
Brooke stopped to think for a moment, needing to figure out now if she meant it. "Yeah." she said with a small smile. Peyton nodded, her smile taking up most of the room on her face. She turned around quickly and looked up at Brooke with big eyes. "Look, I know I said we could never be friends like before." She sat the curling iron down as Peyton's smile faded and Brooke realized she needed to make it up to her.
"But, maybe we could be better." she said with a small shrug. Peyton's smile returned and Brooke knew she did good. She needed to say it then because then everything was behind them. Everything Lucas and Peyton did behind Brooke's back and everything Brooke did behind Peyton's. It didn't matter anymore. "You look beautiful." She held Peyton's cheek in her hand, saying what Lucas had said to her because Peyton was the one who should've received it.
Peyton leaned forward and hugged her tight by the waist and Brooke ran her hand up and down Peyton's back, resting her chin on top of Peyton's head. A small smile only stayed on Brooke's lips for a brief moment, the guilt catching back up with her.