Authors Note: I've tried to write a longer chapter and update sooner for you dedicated readers. The next update will be a bit longer because I have 3 exams over the next three weeks so I'm gonna be studying lots. Thanks to those that reviewed. I hope you'll like this chapter. It's nothing but Brulian fluff. I know I promised to cut down on Alex, but I cant help but her in. I love writing her and her story is kinda intertwined with Brulian's now. Read/Review, let me know what you think & I hope you are all dealing with no OTH well :) xo
Disclaimer: Song lyrics, Perfect Two by Auburn.
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
Brooke and Julian had been dating for almost a week and things were going great. She could feel herself falling for him but didn't really care anymore because she trusted him more than most people in her life. He had proved to her that he was reliable and knew her better than anyone. She was enjoying her life in LA with Julian especially, but also with Alex.
"So how's it going with my best friend?" Alex asked as she lay on Brooke's bed reading a magazine on the latest celebrity gossip. Brooke sat next to her painting her nails. Alex had all of a sudden grown a baby bump in the past week, but Brooke and Julian had noticed that Alex was finally content with the pregnancy and excited.
"Perfectly," Brooke smiled. "He's perfect, we're perfect, everything is just really perfect."
"Good, you both deserve to be perfect."
"So do you girly. Speaking of, I don't think I told you that you suit that baby bump."
"I kinda do huh?" Alex felt her rounded stomach.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah i am. I think it helps having Sylvia there; she's more excited than me. She's got me on vitamins and she's already started buying things for the baby."
"Julian said that she has stopped drinking?"
"Well she still drinks but she hasn't drunk herself to unconsciousness yet this week. We're just taking it day by day."
"That's probably best. Have you got a meeting with your Therapist today?"
"I do yepp. What about you? Meeting Julian today?"
"He's coming round later on, I'm gonna cook him dinner."
Victoria walked into Brooke's bedroom carrying a phone.
"Its Peyton, you said you had called her," she commented with a stern face.
"Actually, I said I would call her, I've just been busy," Brooke replied.
"Well if you didn't spend so much time with Mr. Baker..."
Brooke rolled her eyes. "I'll speak to Peyton now." She took the phone off Victoria who left the room.
"I'll leave you to it," Alex said getting up from the bed. "I need to get to my therapist anyway. But shopping tomorrow for our back to school wardrobes yeah?"
"Definitely! I'll call you tomorrow," Brooke agreed and watched as Alex left before putting the phone to her ear. "Hey P. Sawyer!"
"Sorry did I call at a bad time?" Peyton worried.
"No it's just Bitchtoria being her usual cheery self," she said with sarcasm.
"Some things will never change. How's LA?"
"I'm beginning to like it." Brooke thought of her boyfriend and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach.
"Oh, we thought that you'd hate it."
"What's not to love; sun, sea, sand and not to mention the boys."
"It's just you didn't sound very enthusiastic about going before you left."
"I guess I've got used to it. Anyway never mind me, what's going on in Tree Hill? Is this Ellie person really your mom?"
"It turns out she is. I'm adopted and she's my biological mother."
"Wow Peyton that's huge. I would never have guessed, I always thought that you looked like your mom. What's Ellie like?"
"I didn't want to get to know her at first but Lucas persuaded me to and I'm glad I did because she's this really cool person. You can tell that we're related."
"I'm sorry that I can't be there Peyton, but at least you have Luke right?"
"Yeah he's been great but nothing's going on between us you know?"
"I don't care if there was something going on between you Peyt; I want you both to be happy so if being together makes you happy then you should be together."
"We're just friends and he still loves you Brooke."
"So he says but that doesn't matter if I don't love him anymore, I've moved on."
Brooke felt the relief after finally admitting that she didn't love Lucas. All this time she had been conflicted for so long and it was because of her feelings for Lucas but with Julian, it was so much easier.
"Oh...well you can still be friends right?" Peyton suggested.
"Of course I want to still be friends with him. But that's all we'll ever be, especially now that I'm in LA."
"So come home then!"
"I can't come home Peyton, my life is here in LA and I've got nowhere to live in Tree Hill now that my parents sold our house. We're gonna have to just get used to me living here but you know I can still come over for winter break and other holidays."
"It won't be the same Brooke. Senior year without is like a record store without The Cure records," Peyton often made references to music, just like Julian did with movies. Peyton and Julian were alike in so many ways, one of the reasons why Brooke thought she worked so well with Julian. "You can come and live with me."
"We already suggested that to Bitchtoria but she thinks you're a bad influence on me remember."
"Does your mom not know you?" Peyton laughed.
"Apparently not," Brooke joined in with the laughter. She looked over at the alarm clock on her bedside table and saw the time. "Peyton, I'm gonna have to go. I've got plans today so I've got to get ready but I'll call you later in the week okay?"
"Sure, I'll talk to you later best friend."
"Bye," Brooke ended the call and headed downstairs to get ready for her boyfriend to come over.
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
"Hi boyfriend," Brooke exclaimed as she opened the door to Julian who was looking extra handsome today she thought in a navy blue t-shirt and black knee length shorts. She stood up on to her tip toes, held onto his shoulders and quickly kissed his lips.
"Hi to you too Sunshine. Somebody is happy today," Julian grinned stepping into Brooke's house. He spent the first few weeks of knowing Brooke watching her be upset about leaving Tree Hill so it was nice to see her smiling.
"The sun is shining and I have a pretty amazing boyfriend so I'd say that I have a good reason to smile," she held onto his hand, directing him into the kitchen.
"Are you cooking for me Brooke Davis?" he asked as the aroma of food hit him.
"I am indeed, but whilst that's cooking, we have a date with the couch."
They made their way into the living room and Brooke gently pushed Julian back on to the couch as she straddled his lap and grinned before kissing him. It started off slow, Julian's lips teasing Brooke's until his hands moved into her hair, pulling her closer into him and intensifying the kiss. Every time he bit Brooke's bottom lip, he could feel her smile against his mouth. A moan escaped her mouth as his hands moved from her hair, down her arms and to the bottom of her back; his lips leaving open mouth kisses down her jaw to her neck. He nibbled at her weak spot, just under her jaw line, something that he had learnt quite fast. Brooke's breathing quickened to a pant and she could feel herself coming undone.
"Okay, stop, stop" she sighed still trying to pull herself together. He pulled away from her neck and averted his attention to her lust filled hazel eyes.
"What's wrong!" he questioned his lips red from their moment of passion.
"We need to stop," she pouted and he knew that it was taking all of her strength to say it. "We're supposed to be going slow and I told myself that the next time I had sex, it would be special and I would be in love."
"Slow down, who said anything about sex? I thought I was just making out with my girlfriend on the couch," he smirked. He wanted to just continue where they had left off.
"I know how you guys work. You kiss a girl until she can't say no," she replied with a joking smirk, her hands running through his hair as her lips joined to his again. A few moments later she broke away again.
"You're killing me," he said leaning his head back in frustration but not in an angry way.
"I'm sorry; it's just usually I would have had sex with a guy by now-"
"Good to know," he sarcastically replied.
"I just meant that you mean a lot to me and I want to wait till we have sex but when you kiss me like that all I want to do is rip your clothes off."
This made him laugh out loud. "Okay if you say so," he agreed. His grin continued and Brooke was starting to wonder why.
"What are you smiling about?" she finally asked him with her husky voice.
"I can't help it...that was amazing, up until you interrupted us. No wonder you're so popular in High School," he smirked.
"Excuse me!" she gasped with a grin matching Julian's; it was contagious. "Making out with boys did not make me popular, I made it popular."
"Ohhh, well either way I'm just happy to be a part of that crowd for a change."
"Please, with this face," she said as her finger tapped his chin. "You're probably Mr. Popular."
"You might be surprised," he admitted with a form of defeat.
"Well as long as I get you all to myself, I don't care how popular you are." She leant down, their eyes never leaving each other's until the moment that their lips met and then they closed them.
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Brooke and Julian had continued making out on the couch for a while longer, although Julian's lips had to stay away from Brooke's neck and his hands had to be where she could see them. An annoying beeping rang through the house.
"Uh, Brooke?" Julian mumbled against her lips.
"Yeah?"
"What's that beeping? It sounds like an alarm or something?"
"I thought because you didn't say anything about it before that I was hearing things."
Brooke got up from Julian's lap and they both followed the repetitive noise into the kitchen. Smoke was slowly seeping out of the oven; Julian quickly ran to turn it off and with some oven mitts, pulled out the burnt pot roast.
"I think you burnt it," he said turning towards Brooke who was staring at the cremated mess that was supposed to be her culinary masterpiece.
"But I don't understand, I followed the recipe. It said put in the oven for two hours at a low heat. I did that," she pouted.
"Brooke, you had it on the top shelf, anything on the top shelf will burn, especially when you didn't cover it with any lid."
"This date was supposed to be perfect and now I've ruined it."
"It's still perfect. We will just have to eat something else. Now what have you got that we could cook?" he started to search the nearby cupboards to find that most had plates and other utensils.
"I didn't buy anything else."
"But you must have some food?"
"We go out for food. My mother has never set foot near an oven."
"Okay so snacks it is," he decided as he found a jar of nutella in the cupboard. "Is any of the food edible?"
"The potatoes are," she told him as she took them out of the roasting tin and into a bowl. She looked at the food that Julian had managed to gather on the counter. It was no elegant cuisine but at least it was food.
"So I was thinking we could make omelets with these tomatoes, egg and cheese. We've got strawberries and chocolate, the potatoes, fruit to make smoothies and my favorite," he said as he excitedly picked up the Oreos and marshmallows.
"You're weird Julian Baker."
"Don't knock it till you've tried it baby," he laughed. "I'm gonna make the omelets so you can make the smoothies okay?" He began moving his ingredients for omelets closer to the oven.
"By me, you mean you right?"
"You know how to make a smoothie don't you?"
She smiled sheepishly, "No."
"All you've got to do is blend the fruit and cream in the blender. It's easy; even you can do it Brooke Davis." He kissed the side of her head and went back to making the omelets, leaving Brooke to make the smoothies.
"Right Brooke, you can do this," she whispered to herself although Julian heard every word and couldn't help but snigger. Brooke grabbed the strawberries and banana that Julian had found and began to chop them into smaller pieces.
After a few minutes, Julian asked, "How's it going babe?"
"Let's just say that your Brookie owns at cutting fruit."
The pride in her voice was undeniable and Julian was glad that a simple thing like making smoothies could make her feel good. He continued making his omelets, pouring the eggs and vegetables into the pan.
Brooke finished chopping the fruit so dropped them into the blender along with the cream, and then turned the power on.
"Arghh!" Brooke screamed.
A combination of Brooke's screams, the noise of the blender and Julian shouting to Brooke to turn off the blender filled the room. He pulled the plug and cord from the wall and the blender stopped spinning. He looked round the room to see smoothie splattered across the walls and Brooke who was laughing uncontrollably. He had to admit that the whole thing was hilarious.
"I'm sorry," she said in between laughs. "I didn't realize that there was a lid."
"I think we should keep you out of the kitchen next time. You've got some strawberry on your face," he said, closing the gap between them and rubbing the strawberry away from her lip.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say that was just an attempt to get closer to me," Brooke smirked.
"How am I doing?" he asked as their noses brushed past each other.
"Pretty good," Brooke managed to say before Julian's lips covered her strawberry infused ones that had never tasted so good. They eventually broke apart. "I'm hungry."
Cause you're the one for me for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you for you (for you)
You take the both of us of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
Surrounded by more food than they expected, Brooke and Julian sat on pillows next to each other in her living room. Brooke's legs were lay across Julian's, one of his hands on her bare leg, the other holding a glass of smoothie to his lips.
"You know, this smoothie isn't too bad," he told Brooke after finishing the glass. They had managed to save some of the smoothie from the bottom of the blender.
"Too bad? It must have been better than that. You didn't have a problem drinking it all."
"Touché. How was the omelet?"
"It was no Brooke Davis masterpiece," she joked. "But it was the next best thing."
"If you think the omelet was good, just wait until you try Oreos and marshmallows." He was already reaching for the bag of marshmallows and packet of Oreos.
"You're weird."
"Just wait till you've tried this." He had placed a marshmallow on top of the Oreo and was placing it in Brooke's mouth.
"Actually, this is surprisingly good," she mumbled as she ate.
"What did I tell you? I know my food," he cockily said before taking a bite out of his Oreo/Marshmallow sandwich.
"I could live off this stuff," Brooke said, taking another bite.
"This is definitely one thing that you'll have to get your friends in Tree Hill to try when they visit."
She nodded in agreement, "I actually spoke to Peyton today."
"How did it go?"
"It was a bit awkward at first but she's always going to be my best friend so we got talking pretty easy."
"What did you talk about?"
"Somebody's nosey," she smiled. "We talked mainly about Tree Hill. She actually asked me to go back."
"Oh...what did you say?" Julian tried to hide the fear he felt at the thought of Brooke leaving, but he knew that it was showing on his face.
"I told her that I couldn't. I haven't got a house there now."
"But if you could, would you go back? If there was a way for you to live there again?"
Brooke thought about it for a second, "No. I mean Tree Hill is home and it always will be but right now, I need a fresh start. Everyone back in Tree Hill seems to have their own life and maybe it's time that I start to put my happiness first. And I'm happy here so I'm gonna stay; I want to stay," she confirmed sincerely.
Julian let relief wash over him. This one person had changed his life incredibly already; he couldn't explain why but he knew that he didn't want anything to change.
I love the way that you smile
And maybe in just a while
I can see me walk down the aisle
"Do you have to go?" Brooke whined. Julian was heading home and they were both stood on her porch. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and she stood on her tiptoes so she could be as close to him as possible.
"Well I could always stay over?" he grinned questioningly.
"If you keep flashing me that illegal grin of yours, you might just persuade me to let you stay."
"I should go, I know. How was your day Brooke Davis?"
"Perfect. Can we promise for everyday to be like this?" she sighed happily and then kissed his lips softly.
"Whatever you want. Bye," he said as he kissed her lips quickly again.
"Bye." She watched him drive off in his truck then she closed the door and leant back on it. The day really had been perfect, even if it hadn't gone according to plan. But she was used to things not going according to plan. If things had gone according to plan, she would never have met Julian and that was something that she didn't want to think about. He was going to be part of her life for a very long time.
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