Authors Note: Hey guys, I promised a quicker update and this is fast as I could get it up. I havent replied to your reviews yet because I just wanted to get this up for you asap :) I got a lot of sad messages for last chapter though after all of the BJu drama. I found this chapter so hard to write but I hope y'all enjoy it all the same. I havent started the next chapter yet so it might take a bit longer to get back to you. Reviews might hurry me up ;) xo

I really hate to let this moment go

Touching your skin, and your hair falling slow

When a goodbye kiss, feels like this

Don't you wanna stay here a little while?

Julian hadn't spoken to Brooke in a whole day. She had called him, knocked on his bedroom door and sat outside it for hours before giving up, knowing that he wasnt going to talk to her. He wanted to more than anything. He wanted to take her in his arms and breathe her in but he was just too angry and would say something that he would only regret. So he ignored her.

Alex had tried to get through to him. She was upset too. Brooke was the only girl to completely accept Alex for who she was. There was no bitchiness or competition, they were just friends and Alex wasn't used to such a relationship with a girl. She had come to love Brooke as a sister, just like she loved Julian as a brother. The difference between Alex and Julian though was that she accepted Brooke's decision as much as she hated it. If Alex was ever in a similar situation, she knew that she would choose to spend her senior year with Julian than at a new place. It killed her to see her best friend so torn up inside but nothing she seemed to tell him mattered. So she eventually stopped trying.

Julian was sat brooding in his room contemplating going surfing to clear his head when Brooke text him.

I know you're still mad but my plane back to Tree Hill is tomorrow. I don't want to leave like this. I'm at Coral Cove. Please come. I'll wait all night if I have to. Brooke x

Without realising, he smiled at the message that had been typed by her. He was angry at her but seeing that one kiss at the end of her text made his heart want to explode. Brooke had once told him that there were rules when it came to putting kisses on a text; kisses and hugs/ three kisses meant that you only see the receiver as a friend, two kisses was slightly more than friendship and one kiss meant I like you a lot.

He had to see her.

Coral Cove was not a familiar place for Julian. He knew where it was but he had never been personally because it wasn't great for surfing. It was a small cove, a few miles down Zuma Beach. As he approached it, he was expecting to see Brooke sat on one of the many rocks, but she was no where in sight.

There was however, a small hut, which he didn't know existed. From the outside, it looked like no one had lived in it or used it for years. He creaked open the door to find Brooke sat on a pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. She was more beautiful than ever in a red beach dress and her hair falling loose around her face. She must have been swimming because it was tousled and had a sun kissed tone to it. She stood up as he entered the small room. He didn't even bother looking at the room in great detail, all that mattered was the girl stood in front of him.

"You came," she gently smiled. Her husky voice cut him to the core. He was gonna miss it.

"I thought that we should talk," he confessed as he walked closer to Brooke. Once they were feet to feet, he leant in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around his waist and her head fell against his chest. He embraced her lovingly, like he never wanted to let go. They stayed in the same position for a while, too comfortable in each other's arms to separate. Julian could feel Brooke's tears seep through his shirt on to his chest. He stroked her hair comfortingly. He didn't blame her. He wanted to remember this moment forever; Brooke entangled in his arms and the love that he felt for her.

"I'm sorry," she finally mumbled into his chest. Julian leaned back so that he could see her face.

"No I'm sorry. I shouldn't have got mad at you like that. I was just in shock. But I don't blame you Brooke, for wanting to go home because that's what Tree Hill is, it's your home. Of course you want to go back."

"Thankyou but I don't want you to think that it was an easy decision for me to make because it wasn't." She sat back down on the pile of pillows, bringing Julian with her. They sat with their legs touching side by side.

"So what made you change your mind?" he asked.

"When Peyton called, Nathan was also on the phone. They made me see how much I miss them and I have so many memories in Tree Hill. I have to finish High School with my friends Julian."

He sighed as he realized that she was right.

"Before I knew it," she continued. "Nathan was telling me that Victoria had already agreed that I could live in his old apartment because he was living with his mom and Victoria had already bought me a ticket months ago. I was ambushed but I guess it forced me to accept that I need to go back to Tree Hill, if only for this year."

"I'm sorry. I should never have asked you to stay here with me. It was selfish," he apologized. His hand lingered on her cheek before pushing her hair out of her face and behind her ear. Brooke breathed in deeply, her eyes locked on Julian's face whilst his traced her lips before capturing them with his own in a long and tender kiss.

Let's take it slow, I don't wanna move too fast

I don't wanna just make love, I wanna make love last

When you're up this high, it's a sad goodbye.

Oh, you feel so perfect, baby

Yeah, you feel so perfect, baby

Fittingly Brooke had brought a picnic for them both which they ate sat on the blankets. After finally taking the time to look around the room, Julian noticed that what was actually underneath the blankets was in fact half of a rowing boat. Looking round he saw a couple of fishing rods, a broken surfboard and one small picture stuck to one of the Walls. When Julian got closer for a better look, he saw that it was simply stuck on with some sticky tape. He wondered why no one had taken it down over the years because the picture was definitely old; the sepia tone gave that away. The couple stood in the photo was smiling back at Julian. Their arms wrapped around each other in a loving embrace as they stood in front of the beach hut that Julian was now standing in.

"What are you looking at?" Brooke asked when she stood by Julian's side.

"They look so happy together. I was just wondering why nobody had taken it down. But now I know why. It kinda gives people hope. That others will be able to be that happy here," he looked down at her and from her somber expression, he knew that he had just saddened the atmosphere of the room. He knew that they had been just as happy as the couple in the picture before Brooke decided to move away. And Brooke was the reason why he was so happy. She had changed his life for the better and his feelings for her were greater than just a summer fling, it was so much more than that. "Brooke I have to tell you something before you leave tomorrow."

Brooke was now confused and staring at Julian puzzled.

"I love you Brooke. But more than that, I'm in love with you. I'm so lost and completely in love with you. I have been ever since I saw you do that ridiculous Molly Ringwald dance," he smirked. "That's the reason I don't want you to go. I know that it's soon and I don't expect you to say it-"

Her mouth silenced his as she kissed him passionately, pulling him into her so she could be as close to him as possible. Brooke wanted him more than ever. She frantically pulled at his White linen shirt, accidentally pulling some buttons off at the same time but she didn't care, she just wanted it off his back so that her hands could touch his naked chest.

When her hands ran down his chest and to his belt on his pants, Julian pulled away slightly. Their lips red and swollen from the passionate kissing previously.

"Brooke are you sure? I know that you wanted to wait," he asked her, worried that she was gonna rush into something that she might not want to do.

"Shush, don't say anything. Just kiss me," she told him breathlessly with that Brooke Davis authority that he loved. She put her hands on both of his cheeks and pulled his lips back to hers. He didn't need telling twice, he wanted this more than anything. He picked her up gently. As he lay her down on the blankets, they were still kissing each other heavily, neither wanting to separate their lips.

Julian finally found the will power to pull himself away from Brooke to admire her lying beneath him, smiling up at him. Her eyes were a deep green; her passionate eyes. He decided that she was wearing far too many clothes. In a frenzied attempt to get closer to her skin, he ripped her dress. Brooke giggled against his lips as their make out session continued.

She couldn't keep her hands off him; they were roaming all over his body. At last she got his pants down around his ankles before Julian kicked them off. Julian knew that he had to get her out of her bikini if the night was gonna go any further but he was nervous to strip her from the only garments she was wearing. He wasn't as confident as Brooke when it came to sex.

She could sense Julian's nervousness when his hand only stayed in her hair or on her face. Brooke knew that this was his first time and if she was honest, usually she'd be worried; worried about whether the sex would be any good. But for the first time, she didn't care. Sex with Julian could be bad and she'd still love it, she was sure.

Tearing her hands away from his chest, she started to untie her red bikini, letting it fall loose before she pulled it completely away from her. Julian's eyes gazed down at her perfect breasts. He didn't mean to stare, he just couldn't help it; she was stunning. Blushing under his gaze, Brooke suddenly felt insecure. She had always loved her body because she knew guys did but what if Julian didn't? What if her boobs were too small, her hips too curvy, her legs too short...So many things ran through her head as she looked down away from his face.

However, Julian noticed, just like he always did. He used his finger to lift up her chin so he could look into her emerald eyes as he said, "You're beautiful Brooke Davis."

She smiled before kissing him again, her arms finding their place around his neck whilst his finally moved away from her caressing her cheeks to her hips. His lips followed the same trail that his hands did but he made sure to stop at her neck and concentrate on her sensitive spot. A moan escaped Brooke's mouth, when his soft lips brushed against her breasts, softly kissing.

Brooke couldn't wait any longer; she had to be with him. Whilst Julian worked on her breasts, Brooke worked on getting his boxers off. Looking at his hardened crotch, she knew that there was no way that she'd be disappointed from having sex with Julian.

"Brooke, I haven't got protection," he told her, causing her to break away from looking at his crotch.

"I'm on the pill," she confirmed.

Knowing that there was only one thing left separating them, Julian delicately pulled off her red bikini bottoms; red was definitely Brooke's color.

"I want you so much," Brooke whispered to him, trying to lean up to kiss his lips.

"I love you Brooke," he told her before joining them together.

Don't you wanna hold each other tight?

Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight?

Don't you wanna stay here a little while?

We can make forever feel this way

Don't you wanna stay?

As Brooke expected, sex with Julian was not disappointing. In fact it was the most phenomenal experience of her life so far. Knowing that he loved her and only ever been with her was comforting and she couldn't help regretting all of the guys that she had slept with. If only she had waited for Julian.

"You know this old thing is actually quite comfy," Brooke told Julian as they lay naked in the boat, her head resting against his chest and their legs tangled together.

"I don't think it's the boat Brookie. I think it's the fact that you're using me as a pillow."

Brooke might have been comfy but Julian was far from it now that the blankets were no longer as fluffy as what they were last night. It was now early morning and their last night's escapades were a vivid memory.

"I'm sorry baby," she apologized leaning up on his chest to look at him. "But you are really comfy. I could lie here forever," she continued lying back in his arms.

"Yeah me too. You going away doesn't feel real when we're locked away in here. Are you sure you don't want to stay?"

"I wish I could, especially after last night," a smirk creped across her mouth whilst a grin did the same to his. "It's just made leaving even harder."

"What time do you have to be at the airport?" he asked lifting up his right hand, which wasn't wrapped around Brooke, to look at his watch.

"Eleven," she whined, knowing that the time was getting closer. "What time is it?"

"Almost 8. We don't have too much time left."

"We've got half an hour right?"

"Yeah, why what've you got planned Brookie?" he smirked as he recognized that familiar mischievous grin.

"I was thinking an encore of last night," she seductively suggested before he rolled her on to her back and kissed her neck to finish where they left off last night.