A/N I know it's been a while and just wanted to say sorry to anyone that was following this story. So basically my computer died and along with it this story- I lost everything I'd written so far which was a lot. So for a while I just lost the mojo I guess!- I'm not entirely sure it's back completely and keep getting angry because I can remember snippets of stuff I'd been pleased with and I have to rewrite it and it never seems as good! Anyway..I'm sort of back and trying!
'You're up late. Are you feeling okay?' He stopped buttering his toast and squinted up at her, his head tilting a little as his stare trailed down her lengthy pins. He quickly looked away before his already lewd thoughts had him doing things he really shouldn't.
'Yeah. I'm just not going in today. I asked to take a few days off' She shrugged a shoulder. 'I'm due some days for all the overtime I've done recently anyway-'
'Yes. Definitely' Lucas agreed, surprise governing his gaze to avert back to her. Because he didn't understand where that had come from.
'I'm not going to be distracting you from writing am I?' She wondered cautiously, misunderstanding his perplexed stare.
'No, no' he tried to disguise his wide smile. 'I love having you here with me. Take as much time as you want, it-it's a good idea' He wanted to scream hallelujah! He'd only been wanting her to do this for the last several months.
She nodded once, her fingers twiddling her hair pensively.
'You could take more than a few days, you could take a few weeks' He pushed.
She frowned but her lips were half smiling. 'We'll see'
'They have to let you take that time Peyt. You barely took any time off when your Dad died'
'I know' She hesitated for a second and then hurriedly walked over to where he was sat, sitting herself on his lap. 'I'll just see. Okay?' She linked her hands around his neck. 'Is that alright?'
'Whatever you want baby' He let his arms snake around her and this morning he somehow felt closer to her than he had in months. Her decision to forgo work felt like a huge accomplishment and had him excited that they were taking a step in the right direction.
Her eyes flittered away to his plate before mischievously returning to his questioning stare, her hand blindly retrieving his slice of toast.
'Miss Sawyer' He reprimanded.
'You said whatever I want' She smiled sweetly before taking a bite.
'Hey!' He whined, trying to confiscate his breakfast back.
She held it out behind her, away from his reaching hand. 'You're meant to share Luke-'
'You're not though!'
'Well I need the energy. Someone wore me out last night'
'Oh really?' He'd been irritated with himself since he'd woken up, irritated that he'd let that happen. He'd never, ever felt irritated after sleeping with Peyton Sawyer. How could he be? But somehow, with the way she'd been lately, he'd not been convinced that she was thinking as herself and he couldn't bear the thought of that part of their relationship being tarnished in anyway. But now. With her sat on his lap, his irritation had faded. He was comforted by her decision because her decision had surely been reached after their conversation and the fact that she was seemingly listening to his opinion once more made him relax. Made him forget about all his fears and worries.
She nodded demurely.
'You know I do share actually' He suddenly enlightened her. 'This is mine I believe' He tugged at the t-shirt that draped her body, finishing just below her thighs.
'Yeah' She agreed, shifting herself away from his touchy hands. She took another bite of his toast as she stood up. 'But you always say it looks better on me'
'Uhuh...' He watched her through narrowed eyes as she pushed his plate back and twisted herself to perch on the edge of the table.
'What're you doing?' His brow kinked, a look of amusement on his face.
'What does it look like?' She shifted back on the table top, biting her lip as she regarded him.
And his mouth became more than dry as she spread her legs just ever so slightly to reveal her lack of underwear. He groaned audibly. It was just a flash. Just a tease and then she was crossing her legs elegantly.
'Christ Peyton'
'Are you complaining?'
'Not at all' He shook his head and stood abruptly, standing and unhooking her silky legs 'God you're so hot' She smirked.
'Good answer'
His concerns regarding them doing this had floated away because this was Peyton. His Peyton. She'd been missing but he could see that sparkle in her eye and that was a bigger thrill than anything.
'Peyton you're sat on our kitchen table in nothing but my t-shirt' He was stood between her welcoming legs now and reached for her face. 'How is there any other answer' He confiscated the piece of remaining toast that was still in hand and tossed it carelessly behind him and the he grabbed her face. Kissed her and she kissed him back, his enthusiasm dulling the recent, incessant voice that had been sounding in her head regarding his desire, or lack there of for her. Because he wanted her. He definitely wanted her.
-X-
Brooke couldn't stop herself from staring, she couldn't tear her eyes away. She was sure she looked ridiculous, sure her wide eyes and perplexed expression were terrifying passerbys. But she couldn't reign it in because they'd been here for the most part of the day and things were just...weird.
She'd spoken to both blondes throughout the week so far. Both sounded upbeat and Lucas had announced that he thought she was doing better but now, now that she was confronted with them both she wasn't so sure about his initial view.
When she'd suggested they meet for a picnic in the park she'd not really envisioned watching her friends make out...they were all over each other. And she didn't get it because this was never them. Never. Not when they were kids, not now, not ever. They'd never been one of those touchy couples, well not in front of others and while sober. Which led her to wonder if they'd been on some early morning bar crawl on route here.
At one point she found her hand latching down over her young daughter's eyes, despite Lara being unable to care and oblivious to the two adults across the field. But Brooke did care because this was her precious little baby and she wanted to protect her and keep her innocent for as long as possible and that meant not watching her best friend grope her boyfriend up against a tree.
Lucas cleared his throat as he lowered himself onto the picnic blanket sometime later, his cheeks flushed.
'Let me steal the bubba' Peyton chanted, lifting the excitable infant up and swinging her round.
'Course- but I wouldn't do that too much she just ate!' Brooke continued to watch Peyton with her precious cargo for a lingering moment. The curly haired blonde laughed as Lara giggled delightedly at Peyton's antics.
'Hey' Lucas interrupted her watchful gaze.
'Hey' Brooke nodded.
'She won't break her. I promise'
'No. I know. I trust her more than anyone Luke. That's not what I'm doing. I'm not being the crazy overprotective Mum right now'
'No?'
'No. More like the crazy protective best friend' She admitted.
'What does that mean?' He wondered.
Brooke paused and opened and closed her mouth before eventually murmuring; 'She seems happy today'
'Mm. Really happy' Lucas confirmed, regarding his friend from the corner of his eye. He waited patiently. He knew she wasn't going to let their performance pass by without comment.
'So she's, that was...she's...'
'All over me?' Lucas finished, eager to stop the brunette's struggle for words.
'Well yeah' Brooke tilted her head to the side and smiled at him as she spoke but nothing could disguise her serious eyes. 'In a disturbing way'
'Your face is disturbing me right now' He quipped back, squinting at her bazaar expression.
'I don't want her thinking we're talking about her right now' Her smile didn't let up.
'Well your face doesn't say we're having a casual conversation right now. It says you're on the verge of a psychotic episode'
Brooke rolled her eyes and scowled.
'Better' Lucas smirked. 'Much more convincing'
She swatted at him in annoyance. 'Lucas'
'I'm sorry, I'm sorry' He chuckled. 'Subtlety isn't really your forte though. Let's be honest' He shrugged a shoulder and passed her a beer. 'Here'
She snatched the bottle and took a hasty swig. 'You're far too happy right now' She grumbled.
'Why wouldn't I be happy? It's a lovely, sunny afternoon. I'm with my favourite people-'
'Yeah, yeah. Nothing to do with your touchy other half at all right?'
'Of course not. If you must know I think she's doing better. It's not just today, she's seemed brighter the last few days'
'All over you you mean' Brooke deciphered. 'In an unnatural way'
'What's unnatural about being affectionate with the love of your life?'
She shook her head. 'She's not into PDA, not like that. You know that. Jesus you may as well of just been fucking her up against a tree in a family park, in broad day light! There are kids around. I'm around! I think I've been traumatised for life' She crossed her arms for dramatic effect. 'You're such a guy sometimes. She pays you a load of attention and suddenly you think everything is fixed-'
'I know nothing is fixed. I didn't say she's completely better did I? I just said she seems better, her having time off work seems to be doing her the world of good'
'Or you the world of good' Brooke snorted. 'She's just putting all the attention on you so she doesn't have to deal'
'You think she's trying to fuck me into thinking everything's fine?' He wondered, his jest on the subject most definitely gone.
Brooke cringed at his words. 'She's not that scheming Luke. I mean she's smart but she's never been one for feigning that shit, you know? This isn't about you. I think she's trying to occupy herself so she doesn't have to face up to anything. It's just another defence mechanism and probably a subconscious thing'
'Right, because it couldn't possibly have anything to do with how irresistible I am'
'Definitely not' She nudged her elbow into his a moment later. 'I'm not trying to be a bitch'
'I know' He exhaled heavily. 'Fuck. I just don't know how to deal with this shit. I mean- I told her no..at the end of last week, I said I wanted to talk and ...but I'm only human Brooke. When she's standing there, in this new...' He shook his head and she watched his eyes turn a darker shade of blue 'underwear and looking at me like that, begging me to have her, begging me to-'
'Alright, alright. You've painted the picture wonderfully' Brooke cut off, her hand in the air to halt his proceedings.
'Has motherhood turned Brooke Davis into a prude? That's something I never foresaw happening!'
'It's no shocker that P Sawyer is actually kinda private when it comes to your sex life and sure we talk but there's this invisible line- she's like my sister. I know I tease you both and like to gossip but I'm not especially into hearing about the finer details of what you do with her behind closed doors' She disclosed. 'Well, not from you anyway' She taunted.
'I barely said anything! Besides, you're the one that bought this all up'
'Mm...' She grumbled. 'I'm just saying. You might be enjoying this episode of her being all smiles and "Miss I can't get enough of you" but I'm anticipating the low.'
Lucas' eyes skittered to the girl in question, seemingly carefree as she held Lara's small hands and walked the small toddling infant across the grassy park.
'I dunno Brooke. I'm trying to be positive. I was worried last week but she's seemed more of herself in the last few days ' She raised her brow in disagreement. 'We've been talking for hours about nothing. Laughing. We've not done that in so long. But hey, if you have another perspective then don't be shy Miss psychologist?'
'I don't have the answers'
'But you're sure good at pointing out the problems' Lucas exhaled heavily.
'I'm sorry. I just, maybe you shouldn't encourage her-'
'What and make her feel like I don't fucking want her in that way? Newsflash, I want her. I always want her'
'I know, I know' Brooke held her hands up. 'God I know' She bemusedly answered.
'Have you seen her? I mean look at her. She's just so...'
'Hot. I get it Luke. Gees I feel like you're going to start drawling in a minute' She shook her head. 'God I hope I find someone that worships me like you do her'
Lucas reluctantly tore his stare away from Peyton and looked at Brooke. 'You will Brooke and when you do, do the guy a favour and don't ever push him away, however hard things get' He advised.
'Well she's certainly not pushing you away right now'
'No. But as you said, maybe I'm kidding myself in thinking everything is hunky dory. As much as I'd rather not admit it- this isn't normal. I mean, I think we've always had a healthy sex life but this is constant. I mean any second I'm alone-'
'Or not alone' Brooke raised her brow. 'You know your smirk doesn't really correspond with what you're saying!'
He shook his head sheepishly. 'I know. I can't help it. I was kinda hoping you'd just suggest she was turning into a sex addict and I think I could deal with that'
'Total Guy' Brooke commented with a little whack. 'I'm just worried Luke, I mean maybe it's fine. Maybe she's doing better. Maybe I'm just looking at things that aren't there. She just seems extra happy but maybe it just seems weird because she's not exactly been happy in a while'
Lucas chewed on the inside of his cheek and pondered Brooke's words for a moment. 'Last week I was thinking of making her a Doctor's appointment, maybe I still should. I know she's still got all this grief inside of her.'
'That's going to go down well'
'I know. But what am I meant to do? I've spent the last few days telling myself we've turned a corner and seeing you, you're just commenting on things that I keep dismissing. I might be enjoying having her back but I've not got her back have I? Not really'
'I think it would be a good idea if you can get her to go, just to get some advice if nothing more. Do you want me to be there. When you tell her?'
'I think that might feel a bit like she's being ganged up on. Maybe just be on call? She'll probably be all over you instead.' Brooke kinked her brow and he smiled coyly. 'Maybe the vision of that will get me through'
'Ew. Don't you dare include me in any of your depraved little fantasies Lucas Scott'
He chuckled. "I'm kidding. I'm kidding'
'What're you kidding about?' Peyton suddenly chimed, appearing with Lara on her hip.
They both startled at her sudden appearance. 'Lucas wants you and me to make out' Brooke spurted.
Peyton's eyebrows raised. 'Is that so?'
'She was berating me for our little display over there' Lucas explained. 'I thinks she's jealous so I said I wasn't apposed to you two' His fingers wavered together before him. 'You know'
Peyton shook her head, a smile at her lips but a rosy tint was quick to make it's way up her cheeks. 'Sorry' She timidly regarded Brooke. 'I dunno what I was...it was weird'
Brooke laughed. 'Honey I've walked in on you with your panties round your ankles and you claiming Lucas was just showing you how to use the washing machine. I think you're passed being embarrassed at how much of your delightful relationship I've seen!'
Peyton's eyes widened. 'Oh god, I knew you didn't buy that'
'I'm just teasing' She turned her attention to her daughter. 'Wasn't I Lara? They're so silly aren't they?'
The little girl beamed, chubby arms reaching for her expressive mother and Peyton obliged, handing her over to the smiling brunette.
'Have you been walking with slutty Aunt Peyton? You're so clever'
'Brooke!' Peyton exclaimed. 'Don't call me that in front of her! And I'm not! Tell her Luke'
'Just call em' like I see em' P Sawyer!'
-X-
'Is that something you fantasise about?'
'Huh?' Lucas looked down. She was cuddled into his side.
'Me with Brooke?' She reached for the tv remote on the side of the sofa and muted the old black and white film that was playing.
'No. I was just joking around earlier Peyt'
'I know you were but..you've been with her and you've been with me-'
'Me and Brooke, we were only ever friends really. I didn't think I could have you and she was craving a normal relationship and we were young and it's in the past-'
'I know all that. It was forever ago. I know you're not into her' Peyton cut off his rambling. 'I know that's in the past. I'm not asking if you fancy her. I'm just asking if the idea of me with her turns you on?'
'Why? You going to go and set up a little performance for me' He wriggled his eyebrows comically.
She shrugged a shoulder. 'Maybe'
He snorted on his beer and then he was laughing.
'What's so funny?'
'You. Brooke would never be up for that babe'
'I could persuade her. I've done shit for her before'
Lucas' blue eyes darkened. 'What does that mean?'
She smirked. 'Your face right now. It does turn you on!' She decided.
'Hey, backup. What have you done for Brooke?'
'We've kissed before'
'Since when?' He gawped because he didn't know how he didn't know this piece of information.
'High school. College. A couple of years ago'
'You've cheated on me?!' He exclaimed.
'It's not cheating is it?' She dismissed.
'Er. I think it is and more importantly where was I?!'
'So it would have been okay if you'd been present?!'
'Definitely. Is that what you do every time you go out on your little girly nights out?' She bit her lip and he was soon placing his beer on the coffee table and pushing her back on the sofa to pinch her sides. 'Peyton Sawyer!'
'Stop it, stop it' She shrieked with laughter.
'Fuck you're going to be the death of me' He groaned, dropping his head into her neck and ceasing his attack.
'Aw baby' She cooed, stroking her hand through his hair. 'You're still my number one'
'I better be' He gruffly muttered raising his head and looking down at her through squinting eyes. 'Are you just messing with me? Have you seriously...?'
'Not messing. Are you worried that I'm coming out to you right now?' She widened her eyes dramatically.
'Definitely not concerned about that' He laughed and let his weight completely rest against her.
'Why not?! I totally could be'
'Er. No. No you couldn't' He grinned.
'Why're you so certain?'
'Because!' He gripped her hips and slowly rocked against her. 'I can do this to you' Her eyes fluttered and he kissed her chin as she tilted her head back. 'I see the way you look at me Peyton Sawyer'
'You don't know how I look at Brooke behind closed doors' She toyed breathily.
He stopped with his ministrations and surveyed her face. 'Does...when you've kissed her does it like... does it turn you on?' He wondered suddenly and she couldn't tell if he was playing along with her or if he was actually becoming concerned over her taunting.
'We've made out three times Luke. And every time it was a grand scheme of hers to get some guys attention' She relented. 'I wouldn't say it turns me on, but she's my best friend. I love her. In a non sexual kind of way...it's just nice...but blah...you know?' She screwed her face up as she listened to the nonsensical words leave her mouth. 'That makes zero sense doesn't it?'
'Actually it does. I get it' He smiled. 'I don't get why you've never said anything?'
'Because it's not a big deal. Well, if I'd known it would get you so hot and bothered I might have indulged you.'
'Mm. You shouldn't indulge me, you should invite me!'
'Oh, so it's not cheating now?'
'Not if I'm supervising' He smirked.
'I would do that for you' She watched her fingers stroke over his cheek, the joking lilt in her voice gone and he shifted a little down her so as not completely suffocate her with his weight.
'You'd do what?' He rested his chin on her upper stomach and her fingers trailed through his hair.
'If you like have fantasies like...just if there's shit that you've never told me that you want me to do I..I'd do it. I'd do anything for you- I'd be with girls, I don't just mean making out I-'
'Peyton' He reached for her fiddling hands and bought them down to her stomach. 'Hey look at me' Her eyes nervously found his. 'I wasn't serious. We're just joking'
'Right...but if you weren't-'
'I was joking. That wouldn't turn me on'
'No?'
'No' He rolled his head from side to side. 'I think I'm pretty good at hiding how insanely jealous I can get sometimes. Even if I saw you kissing a girl I think I'd have to drag you away'
'So watching me with another guy wouldn't do it for you either?'
He grimaced and frowned. 'No it fucking wouldn't. What is this?'
'What? I just wanted to know if you have any secret fantasies that you think I won't approve of because I'd do anything you wanted'
'You'd sleep with someone else if I wanted you too?'
'Yes. If you wanted me too'
'Even if you didn't want to?'
'Yes'
'Peyton' He scraped his hand through his hair and abruptly sat up.
'Where're you going?'
'I..I don't know what's happening right now but I don't like this conversation'
She scrambled up onto her knees and shuffled to where he now sat hunched over at the end of the sofa. 'I'm sorry. I was just saying-'
'I get what you're saying but you don't mean that. You're not someone that would ever do anything that they didn't want to-'
'For you-'
'No. Not for me. Because I respect you too much to ever make or want you to do anything that you wouldn't want to. You think I could ever be turned on by watching you do something you didn't want to?'
'Luke, you're making this so serious! I'm just playing. You were laughing a minute ago! So you're not into anything kinky. Just straight up me. That's absolutely fine- I've got that down'
He pinched the bridge of his nose and only looked up when he felt her pawing hands on his shoulders and her legs going over his.
'Peyton' He blinked on adjusting his stare because somewhere in the last few moments she'd ridded herself of her shirt. 'Peyton come on' She kissed his neck. 'What're you doing?'
'What does it look like? Giving you straight up me. Her fingers urged his hands to her chest and then he was pulling away.
'Just. Just cool it a second'
'Cool it' She repeated.
'I just mean I- I need a second' He fumbled for the right words.
'I get it' She pushed herself up and off of him.
'No. No you don't' He cried exasperatedly, rising to his feet after her. 'Don't storm off because I don't want to have sex. I just want to talk right now-'
'You were into it a minute ago'
'Yeah, before you started talking a load of confusing shit'
'Confusing? I was just asking if you had any fantasies Lucas' She riled back. 'You know most guys would appreciate their girlfriend taking a fucking interest in their desires'
'My desire is for you to be okay!'
She crossed her arms. 'I'm just fine'
'No. You you're not. I booked an appointment today. I booked you an appointment' He bleated out. Her eyes transcended a deadly green.
'What do you mean you've booked me an appointment?' She snatched her shirt up from the sofa and angrily pulled it back over her head.
'I told you last week that I was going to get you through all this and I am. So, I think we need to start by just going to the Doctors so I've booked you an appointment' He answered calmly.
'Why? Why would you do that?'
'Because! I know you're not going to do it yourself'
'And so what? That's my choice. Everything's been fine for the last week. Why would you ruin it by bringing all this up?'
'I don't want to ruin anything and I'm really, really pleased that you've been happier baby but it- it's like you've gone to the extreme...'
'I'm too happy now?!' She exclaimed. 'You know I'm starting to feel like you'd actually like there to be something wrong with me'
'That is not true. Okay? Not at all. Can't you just humour me?'
'Have you not had a good week?'
'What? Yes, of course I have. Look this isn't about this week. Baby I'm worried about you-'
'Why?! I'm fine. How is going behind my back going to help?-'
'I just want you to be okay'
'I am okay. At least I was until five minutes ago'
'I feel like you're not being honest with me or yourself and maybe you'll be able to be more honest with a doctor. So you're going'
'I'm going?'
'Yes'
'You don't get to tell me what to do'
'I do when it comes to your well being. I love you! Can't you just do this for me if not yourself?'
'I'm feeling better Luke. I am!'
'You've been all over me'
'Oh I'm sorry?' She spat.
'I'm not complaining. I just feel like you're trying to distract yourself'
'So now we're having too much sex? Seriously? You think there's something wrong with me? What's wrong with you?'
'Nothings wrong. I'm not complaining about that...it, it's just a little out of character'
'So I wasn't meeting your sexual needs before. Is that it?'
'Did I say that?' He cried in frustration. 'You're perfect. I have never been unsatisfied when it comes to that Peyt. Ever. You know that. But you've barely kept your hands off me this week and maybe you can't see it but it just feels a bit like you're trying to distract yourself...maybe' He gripped her upper arms. 'Baby please, I'm not trying to attack you'
'Then stop having a fucking go at me. Nothing I do is right. I can't even have sex with you now without it being wrong'
He cupped her face and smiled wearily. 'Believe me you're completely skilled when it comes to sex. Okay? I just...I've spent the first half of this week feeling like you were feeling better but now I-I don't know...'
'You don't know? Well why don't you write a fucking handbook on how I'm meant to behave if I'm not meeting your fucking high standards' She barked. 'Maybe then I can understand what the hell it is you want from me!'
'Peyton' He sighed. 'Please'
'No. This is bullshit and you know it. Next you're going to have me sectioned or something!'
'Now you're being ridiculous!'
'Am I?! I'm meant to be able to trust you! You're meant to be on my side!-'
'I am on your side-'
'It really feels that way' She droned sarcastically. 'You're telling me I have to go to the doctors, you're telling me there's something wrong with me- what about that implies that you're on my side?!'
'I'm not being paranoid Peyt, I'm not alone in thinking you might need to talk to someone-'
'Oh let me guess, you and Brooke have had a discussion about this. Is this like an intervention? Are there people waiting to storm in and take me away-'
'Peyton' He shook his head. 'Of course not. I know you're scared, okay? And I'm so sorry, I'm sorry that you feel like you're being ganged up and this wasn't the right moment to bring this up, I get that but you've said yourself you don't know what's wrong with you-'
'I said that a week ago. I'm fine now!- I don't understand!- This is all about the sex thing isn't it? Because I just asked-'
'It's not about that. I just realised Brooke is right'
'Brooke is right? Right. Super. So my best friend is filling my boyfriend's head with crap- you were completely fine the other day and since we've seen her you think there's something wrong with me again?'
'Don't be mad at Brooke. She's done nothing but care about you!' He vented angrily, apprehension building in his stomach because he'd accidentally just thrown the brunette under the bus. 'She just pointed out that you've gone from being very low to super high and it, it's all coincided with that conversation we had' His hands wavered in front of him as he spoke quickly, trying to get the words out before she stomped off as he was anticipating. 'You wanting to take time off work- I thought that was a good sign but then you... Maybe, even if you don't realise it, on some subconscious level you're like trying to distract yourself with sex'
'This is ridiculous. So because I haven't spent the week fucking crying, because I've spent the week wanting to spend some quality time with you because we've not done that in a million years, suddenly I'm completely unstable! Did it not occur to you that I just want to be with you!- That without having to deal with all that work crap I can concentrate on you! What is wrong with that Lucas? Please enlighten me'
'Okay. Okay' He held his hands up. 'Why don't we make a compromise? You don't have to go to the Doctors' His hands cupped her shoulders, gently reeling her rigid form toward him. 'But if, if in two weeks time I feel like you're not okay then I'm making an appointment and we'll go together, Okay?'
'No' She disagreed. 'Not okay'
'Why are you fighting this so badly? You admitted last Sunday that you weren't feeling yourself. You said that. Can't you just do it for me, to put my mind at rest?'
'I was emotional! You say shit you don't mean when your emotional. Your mind? What about mine? I'm not taking fucking tablets Luke, I'm not being put on medication. I'm not'
'No one has said anything about that. No one is forcing you to do that and I'm not keen on that either. Baby, I'm just saying lets go, get some advice. They might talk about you taking something but you don't have to. You don't have to do anything you don't want to but at the same time you'd take antibiotics if you needed them and this isn't really any different-'
'I haven't got the flu Luke' She cried exasperatedly.
'No. But you've spent this week laughing and being all over me and I've, I've loved every second. I let myself get wrapped up in it, I let myself think you were feeling better but you're not...Are you?'
And then she was crying. It happened so quickly. The angry girl in front of him evaporated.
And she couldn't stop.
And he felt stupid. He felt ridiculously stupid. Because he should have known. But as Brooke had pointed out- he'd been a total guy.
'Baby' He hurriedly took her in his arms and she fort his embrace- hands pushing, arms straining but she soon gave up her escape and he sunk to the ground with her. 'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry' He didn't know exactly what he was apologising for. For not seeing. For spending the week pretending with her. Sorry that she was suffering. That he didn't know how to make it better. That he wanted her to see a professional. All of it. 'It's going to be okay' And he didn't know he was telling that to her or himself. But god did they both need to hear it.
