Ok, so at the moment I'm doing a thing where I'm staying up for 24 hours. Out of boredom and the fact that my mom isn't here the weekend. Plus, my dad's picking me up on Monday because we're gonna spend a week or so over with him. so internet during that time period D: But yea. So I'ma try to get this chapter up. And I'ma try to make this a Brucas fluff one, :D

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Last Time: "Lucas?" Haley? Awe shit. Maybe answering the phone was a bad idea.

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Breathless

Lucas' POV:

Remind me to never ever again pick up Brooke's phone. I mean, why was I an idiot to not check the caller ID? I know, because I'm Lucas Scott. An idiot. What did I say now? My brain wasn't working to its full potential at the moment. I couldn't think of anything. God. Think, Lucas. Think, damn it!

"Um, Hi, Haley." Yea, that's real smart.

"Lucas? What are you doing answering Brooke's phone?" Good question. Now, let's see how I'd answer that. Oh yea, I'd be stupid and spill the beans. Come on, Luke. Work up something to tell her. Even if she my best friend.

"Um, I came over. Earlier. Yea. I came over cause it was raining and all. We were...at the Rivercourt. We had been talking. It started to rain and then we just came back here, to my place. She went to the bathroom and I picked up the phone. I guess I should check her caller ID or just not answer the next time, huh?" It was a lame excuse, I'll admit. I didn't even believe it myself, but what else did I have? Nothing. Nothing at all. Brooke had walked in during my answer and heard the last part. She stopped in the doorway and recovered quickly, making her way over and holding her hand out for her phone. I lifted a finger, wanting to hear what Haley would say but Brooke shook her head, putting her hand out again. I sighed silently and handed her the phone. It was hers anyways.

She checked the caller ID and gave me an exasperated look. One that said 'really? Why her?' I shrugged and sat up from the position I had been in. "I didn't know it was her." I whispered. She raised an eyebrow. "I didn't. I didn't check." She rolled her eyes and put the phone to her ear and pressed a finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet. At least that wasn't something I could screw up.

"Haley?" Haley's voice wasn't so loud that she could be heard from where I was. So i kept my mouth shut, sitting up and leaning back against her headboard. I watched Brooke for a couple minutes while she was on the phone.

"Well it was raining, Haley. Do you really think I wanted to stay out in the rain? Yea, I thought not. His place was closer so that's where we came." She lied so smoothly I almost believed her myself. Only I knew the truth. We were together. Together, together. The thought brought a wide smile to my face; Brooke didn't notice since she sat with her back towards me.

It was somewhat hard to believe though. After all this time, I can't believe it was as simple as this. It was like a book. Ones I usually never read, the romance ones, but a book nonetheless. The ones where she would have been there all along and I would've been the best friend/ex boyfriend who had taken his sweet time to realize she was the one. A damn long time, but at least I got it, didn't I? I wasn't going to mess this up again. No. She meant too much to me, and we weren't in high school, we couldn't just make up and break up like we had before. Now we were adults, grown up people. But we were still Brooke and Lucas. Even to this moment, I was still thinking what an idiot I was for not seeing her right there. How could I not? How could I have ever thought Lindsey or Peyton or anyone else for that matter ever compared to Brooke? I probably did consciously, and sub-consciously I didn't. Because I don't know how anyone is better, or more beautiful, or more amazing that the girl right in front of me.

"...eat whatever you have here. Sound good?"

"Huh?"

I hadn't noticed Brooke had hung up. She was now sitting indian style on the bed in front of me, her hair was still damp I noticed. The phone was beside her and she was giving me a look. "You weren't listening to a word I said, were you?"

I smiled sheepishly. "Not really. If it helps, I was admiring your beauty and that's why I couldn't answer. I know it sounds cheesy and all, and you can believe it or not. But I swear to you it's the truth." Her lips curved upward into a small smile and I could see the blush in her cheeks.

"Well, I guess I'll believe you. Now, what I said was, why don't you go shower and I can go order food or I can wait and we can eat whatever you have hear. Mk?"

I smiled and nodded, sitting up. "Alright, surprise me then," I grinned. "I'll be back soon, alright, babe?" I said, kissing her forehead and got up off the bed, seeing her nod once, what looked like a content smile on her face is what I saw before I walked into the bathroom.

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Brooke's POV:

After Lucas disappeared, my face broke out into a wide grin and I grabbed the pillow, placed it over my face and let a girlish squeal into it; I hoped he couldn't hear that. How could one guy make a woman so happy? Well I know, because he loves her the way she loves him. I took my face away from the pillow and bit the inside of my bottom lip, my face still in a grin that seemed would never fade. When he had kissed my forehead in the small moment a few seconds ago, my heart went into overtime and I was surprised he didn't hear it. And that was only my forehead. My heart was still recovering from the big kiss in the rain we had. Falling onto my back on the bed, I stared at the ceiling, faintly remembering a high school memory when we got back together after the Chris incident.

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The phone rang, causing Lucas to break the bond our lips had. I was slightly disappointed, but I only grinned and watched him. He was my Knight in Shining Armor. He had forgiven me for something that no other guy would have ever forgiven me for. How he could do that, beats me. All I knew was that I was the luckiest girl in the world. He was mine and only mine. I loved him and I was 100% sure that he loved me back. He had told me and I had told him; never before have I told another guy that I was in love with them. Never did I think i wanted to love someone. And it all changed with him. Lucas Scott.

"That was Peyton." He said, closing the phone. My face changed into a confused expression.

"Peyton? As in my best friend, your ex girlfriend, Peyton?" My eyebrows were knotted together.

He only smiled and pulled himself on top of me, explaining to me that we had to trust each other. I knew he was right. This was Peyton, she knew I was in love with Lucas. She wouldn't do anything to try and take him away. ...Would she? I pushed that to the back of my mind and explained to him about my designs, that we were going really well actually. He was proud of me, I could see it and he told me. He pressed his lips to mine and pulled back before we got into a make-out session again.

"See ya in a bit." he told me, getting off me and off the bed, going to the door.

"Ok. See you later, Boyfriend."

He stopped, his hand on the doorway and he turned his head to look at me. I let out a soft giggle, looking back at him. "What?"

"Nothing. It just feels good to hear you call me boyfriend."

I grinned. "Feels good to say it."

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The shower shut off and I was brought back to reality. He really was my Knight in Shining Armor. But I'd keep that to myself for the moment. Lucas walked back into the room a few minutes after I heard the shower cut off, his chest bare and his bottom parts covered in baggy sweat pants. He was just pulling his shirt over his head when I heard him talk, "Did you decide on our food?" He asked and I sat up, sitting indian style once again.

"I figured we'd try and get something to eat here. No use in trying to call a place to deliver because I doubt in this weather anyone would be willing to deliver anything. Not unless they're like super freaks obsessed with their job because that's all they have. But that's beside the point." I told him.

He merely smiled and chuckled softly, taking his towel and rubbing it against his hair to try and dry it. Although I knew it was going to stay damp for a while unless he used a hair dryer. "Well even I don't understand how that came up, I agree with the whole delivery thing. But do you really think we'll have power with this storm?"

I shrugged. "We could. If not, we can always have cereal. Or, ohh, if you have milk and Oreos we could have those." I grinned and he chuckled again, throwing the towel in his hamper and took a seat on the edge of the bed.

"I think I might."

I grinned and crawled over, resting on my knees beside him. "Yay." I said softly before capturing his lips with mine. God it felt so good to kiss him. There truly was no over feeling like this. "Well, come on." I said, having pulled again. He smiled and took my hand, bringing me to my feet on the floor as he stood up at the same time.

He intertwined our hands and fingers together, walking us to the kitchen. We walked into the kitchen and he turned to look at me; the smile hadn't left his lips. "Oreos and milk, am I right?"

I grinned and nodded my head once. "I'll get the milk, you get the Oreos." I said and tapped his nose gently with my index finger before letting go of his hand and making my way over to the fridge. I heard his steps shuffling from where he was moving. A blast of cold air hit me when I opened the door, but it didn't faze me much. I spotted the milk instantly and I pulled the small half gallon container out, setting it on the table and going to the cupboard where he kept the cups. Returning with them, I saw he had already gotten my cookies. His hand reached out and took one of the cups, pouring some milk and I handed him the other one, watching him and taking a seat as he poured milk in that cup too.

"Dinner is served." He said in a tone that I supposed was supposed to be like a waiter and I couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Best dinner ever." I grinned, taking some Oreos out of their place and dunking them in my milk before I ate them. After a few minutes, I felt Lucas' eyes on me and I slowly lifted mine up. "What? Do I got something on my face?" I asked, my hand flying up automatically to my face.

He smiled and chuckled again, nodding. "Yea, actually you do." I waited. He didn't say what.

"Well, what is it?"

A slow grin spread across his face. "The most beautiful face in the whole universe."

The blood rose to my cheeks, letting him know I was blushing and I smiled a shy smile, glancing down and back up at my blonde boyfriend. "You're cheesy, you know that?"

A shrug from his shoulders was all I got. His hand reached over and he tucked a stray strand of hair from my face and wound it back behind my ear where the rest of my hair was. My blush turned a shade of pink over the red that had been starting to fade. "Well, did you like it? The compliment, I mean."

"Of course I did." I grinned at him.

He smiled back and pulled his hand away from my face but only reached for my hand, taking it in his. "Then I'm glad I'm cheesy."

I giggled and sat up a bit, leaning over and placed my lips on his again, enjoying the feeling of kissing him. I felt him smile against my lips before kissing me back. I knew I wouldn't be able to hover over the table for long so I pulled back gently. A nice, sweet, soft kiss. Those were the best. I couldn't get enough of him. It was the truth.

"Well I wouldn't have you any other way." I told him once I had sat back down. I dunked an Oreo into the milk and before i bit into it, I looked up at him. "I love you, Lucas Scott." I told him confidently, my voice soft. Those were five words I could keep on repeating and saying over and over again without stopping. No, i couldn't. No matter where we would be, I could tell him I loved him all day long and I could kiss him all day. Yea, that'd be the perfect life. But this was close enough.

He smiled widely and took my hand that he hadn't let go of yet, brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of my hand. "I love you too, Brooke Davis." He said and I grinned widely, as wide as I ever have even if I already knew he loved me and then I continued eating my cookies, enjoying him there. Enjoying the fact that we were together, and above all, enjoying that he loved me. I finally had my Prince Charming back and no one could take him away from me again.

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Voila! :D How'd ya like it? I think I started working on this around 3:45 AM or something and at the moment there's only four minutes until it's 6 AM and I see the sun rising. :O Well, at least I could stay up all night, muahaha. Just tell me how it was, please. :) Breathless by Shayne Ward was my inspiration for this chapter. I kept repeating it while I was writing it. Hehe. So, review? :DD