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Chapter 10

Lucas had been on the plane for a while now. It was good for him because he was able to escape Tree Hill's drama for a while and do what he is best known for, brooding. He thought about everything from Nathan to Brooke to HCM. He hadn't taken his pills in a while now and couldn't start now since he had no job to pay for them. So this was his situation; if he doesn't take his pills he loses everything around him, Brooke, his mom, Haley, Nathan, even basketball. If he takes his pills he only loses Basketball. The only thing was that basketball is his life. What life would he want to give up?

Finally the plane landed and he got his luggage and took a taxi. He got a letter from his bag and read the address written on it. '1829 Martion Street.' The taxi driver nodded and he arrived to a big house. He paid the taxi driver and got out.

He headed to the door and rang the doorbell. Right away he was greeted by who he assumed to be Brooke's mom.

"Hi, how can I help you?"

"Hi, I came to see Brooke, Brooke Davis?"

"Ok, she is in her room. Who are you?"

"Lucas, I don't know if you heard…"

'Oh well welcome Lucas. Brooke has told us so much about you. You live in Tree Hill right?'

"Yes, yes I do."

"Ok, well you can go up in her room, it is to the left and her door is red for some odd reason. She requested it to be red.'"She laughed and left. Lucas smiled. "That is so Brooke." He thought. He was so excited to see her, but every step he took he was getting nervous, very nervous. He was going to knock but decided to simply surprise her.

He swing opened the door and yelled, "SURPRISE!" to find her and about five of her friends doing each other's nails.

"AHHHHH!!" They all yelled. After they all calmed down, Brooke starred at him in disbelief.

"He's here. Am I dreaming?" She thought as she closed her eyes and opened them again to only find her Broody standing near the door frame. Now, all of her friends were starring back and forth from him to her, wondering who the hell he was.

"Lucas…" She said quietly and ran to him to give him a huge hug. He was surprised at first, but was only glad to have his Cheery back in his arms. They stayed in each other's arms for a while until one of Brooke's friends interrupted their silence.

"So you're the famous Lucas she writes to everyday." She said. Lucas and Brooke turned around laughing, arms still around each other.

"I see that she has talked about me." He said and smirked.

"You are all she talks about!" Said another girl.

"Oh really?" He said as he looked over to Brooke. She blushed slightly and didn't say a thing. Everyone stayed in silence again.

"As much fun as this is,'"Said one of her friends with sarcasms, "We have to go and call us with the details." She continued and they all left behind her leaving Lucas and Brooke alone in her room with a pile of nail polish everywhere.

Once all of Brooke's friends left, she hugged Lucas again. "I'm so glad you're here." She whispered in his ear.

"Me too Pretty girl, me too." He hugged her tighter. She pulled away, but kept her arms around his neck, while he kept his around her waist.

Brooke looked into his eyes and couldn't help but feel safe. Every time she saw him or read his words, he made all of her worries go away. Something only he has the power to do.

"Lucas…" She started, "I've been thinking this summer---"

"Me too." Lucas cut her off, slightly afraid of what she was going to say. Whenever she talked seriously, it would meant he would either have to comfort her from her insecurities or she would want the answer for a question from him, weather or not he was willing to give it.

"Let me finish," she said calmly, and Lucas nodded. They both went to sit on the edge of her bed and she started fiddling with the end of her shirt, something she always did when she was nervous and/or scared. "I've been thinking and I really don't…want to mess this up. What I'm feeling with you…has been so…wonderful, that I can't even describe it in words." She paused, and took a deep breath, "One thing I can say though is, I love you Lucas Eugene Scott." She looked at him expecting for him to say something but he only stared at his hands. She couldn't understand, they had already told each other they love each other and she knew it was pretty silly for her to do a whole speech about it, but she just wanted to make sure he knew. Why wasn't he saying something? She was also slightly surprised he didn't react when she used his middle name. She started panicking. "I know we have already told and written each other that we love each other but I just wanted to tell you like this. I am sorry if I just sprang this on you and if you are not ready for this than that is okay…" She was silently hoping he would interrupt her but he just looked at his hands. Tears were threatening to spill from her brown eyes, but she wasn't going to let him see them. He didn't deserve to. She ran out of the room, grabbed her coat and left her house, not knowing where to go.

Lucas buried his head in his hands and had chickened out again. He promised he wasn't going to, not again but he did. He needed to tell her, she needed to know. He slowly got up and realized how plain her room was. Her walls were a light yellow and she had no painting or poster anywhere. His eyes caught something though. Pictures. Plenty of them near her mirror. He stepped closer to have a better look. There were many of them of Peyton and her, then a few of Nathan and Haley, the cheerleading squad and then one of him. There were quite a few of him, but he wasn't alone, it was pictures and when they had been together at the beginning of the year and also before she left for California. He grabbed one and looked at it. He needed her, she needed him. They looked so happy. He put the picture down and ran out of her house, trying to find her in a town he knew so little about.