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Author's Note: I know, I am terrible! I can't believe it's been over a month since I have updated, and that is ridiculous. But I have been so busy, between my sister getting really sick, breaking my ankle, and the amount of homework that my teachers are piling on, I have been so stressed out. But I am on spring break and I am home for the week since I wasn't allowed to go to the beach with my friends. So that was a bummer for me but it does mean I will be spending a lot of time writing, which is great for all of you! This chapter is kinda of bad and I am torn as to whether I like it. Parts I do, but I think other areas are kind of slacking. But I wanted to update and get back in the swing of this story, so here this chapter is!
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#1. Lingering Kiss has been deleted. I got a notification about my story being really similar to another one on a different site. I checked it out and apparently the two stories were EXACTLY the same, word for word. I really didn't want to deal with someone so desperate as to claim my writing as their own, especially when they denied to me that it wasn't their story. But whatever. I am sorry for anyone reading that story, I really wanted to write it and maybe one day I will repost it and begin again. But for now, I am sorry.
#2. I posted a new story One Love, just to let you all know!
The sun set distantly behind the remaining clouds, streaks of pink and blue mixing in the air above. The grains of sand filled the spaces between their toes, covering their skin as the two continued to walk along the beach, hand in hand.
"What if we just drop out of school to live here?" Brooke asked, cocking her head with a smile, peering through her eyelashes at Lucas who only chuckled.
"I have no objections," he agreed with her.
"We can buy a little house by the water and live there until we die. I'll make breakfast while you run around the block. Then you'll come in all sweaty, which is a complete turn on, let me add. After your shower, we will sit down and eat whatever I cooked, which will probably be burnt, and…" Brooke began before Lucas interrupted her.
"So I turn you on when I'm sweaty?" he raised his eyebrow, earning a playful slap on his chest.
"Shut up," Brooke replied slightly embarrassed.
"Oh no. So you mean if I never showered and continually worked out, then we would probably be having sex right now. Because if that's the case, I am pretty sure I have enough energy to run a mile or two," Lucas chuckled, stopping as the beautiful girl beside him slowed her pace.
"Lucas," Brooke softly began, but quickly Lucas jumped in.
"I didn't mean it Brooke. I never want to pressure you into sex or anything you don't want to do. God, I am an idiot for even joking about something like that when you have specifically told me that you aren't ready and that you want to wait. Please don't get mad, I just, I wasn't thinking," Lucas rambled on, his eyes staring at the sand, unable to see the amused smirk on her face.
"Hey," Brooke replied, lifting his chin with her finger, "You have been amazing through all of this, this relationship, and the fact that you have gotten nothing in months. But, we can joke and laugh about things, I'm not a nun, just a virgin," she finished with a smile.
"That's a lie," Lucas informed her and Brooke looked at him, confused.
"Are you calling me a liar?" she chuckled and he joined in momentarily.
"You said that I have gotten nothing in months, and in one respect that's the truth, but in another, that is a complete lie. Brooke, I have you and I don't care how hard I had to work for your heart because every struggle was worth it, now. If I had to spend years to get you to touch me, or kiss me, or look at me the way you are right now, I would, because those years would seem insignificant compared to a moment with you. Sometimes I lay in bed for hours and I let my mind wander and it always slips to thoughts of you and I can't wait until its morning just so I can be with you. I don't deserve you and yet I am selfish enough to take your beauty and compassion. I may not have had sex in awhile, but now I can't even imagine what it would be like with anyone but you. You are beautiful and charming, innocent and naïve, and above all else, you are the one girl I can imagine having a future with," Lucas smiled.
"Lucas," Brooke smiled affectionately, falling further for the boy each and every time he spoke. She was the lucky one, to be able to not only hold his hand and walk besides someone so gorgeous, but to have such fluent and romantic words, directed towards her. "I love…"
"No," Lucas stopped her, pleading with his eyes that she not continue and abruptly, her words ceased to flow, her heart skipping a beat, and not in the way that lovers speak of. But rather of embarrassment and defeat.
"Oh, sorry," she turned away, a tear slipping from her eye unwillingly, and falling onto her porcelain skin that flamed.
"No, I didn't mean it like that," Lucas caught her arm quickly before she could walk ahead of him. Obviously his words were not his friend today.
"Then what did you mean it like, Luke?" Brooke asked crushed, her chest heaving up and down under the pressure of her breath. She loved him; she loved him and more than anything she wanted to tell him. It was like a weight being lifted off of her shoulders, a smile that she never felt, thoughts she wanted to capture and forever think, the ability to say the three words, I love you.
"Come here," he quickly grabbed her hand, breaking into a run, dragging the upset girl behind him, stopping for nothing.
The door slammed boisterously, causing the lamp by the bedside table to vibrate, a picture frame crashing from the shelf.
"What the hell?" Nathan asked, jumping from his bed as he threw his magazine down on the bed to see his cousin make her entrance well known.
"Find Lucas and tell him to get his scrawny ass back to school," she demanded, her long blonde hair tied into a messy ponytail.
"Yeah because Lucas is really going to listen to me when I tell him that his little sister wants him back. He is with Brooke, just let them be," Nathan reasoned, settling back down on the bed, flicking on the television in the corner, hoping to catch the end of a basketball game.
"Whoop-dee-doo, he's with Brooke. I don't care," Lily replied sarcastically, causing Nathan to stare at her curiously.
"If you are going through some," Nathan paused and looked around the room, "feminine issues, please don't take them out on me."
"I'm not on my period, Nathan," Lily shouted, causing the brunette to cringe, obviously uncomfortable with the subject matter. But then again, most guys are.
"Well fine, but don't say that," Nathan pleaded with her, turning off the television, dismayed that the game had already ended.
"Say what, Nathan?" Lily asked casually.
"Do you want to die today or not?" Nathan questioned her and she smirked.
"You're such a guy."
"Yes and I am glad that I am," he chuckled. "Now why did you want Lucas?"
"Me and Jake broke up," she pouted, sitting down in an armchair, slumping over to prop her elbows on her knees.
"You and Jake?" Nathan asked incredulously.
"And I kind of told Jake about Lucas and Brooke," Lily continued, ignoring her cousin's question.
"Wait, okay, start from the beginning," Nathan paused, hoping to understand the predicament, but was doubtful he ever would, the moment that Lily began speaking again.
"And I mean he is so damn hypocritical. I mean Brooke and Lucas have the same age difference as us but he doesn't see it that way. He flipped out for no reason! It's not like Brooke is just going to break up with Luke because her brother told her so, I mean they have been through way too much for their relationship to end so quickly and over something so stupid as Jake's opinion. God he is an asshole," Lily fumed.
"I'm really not following you Lil'. So you dated him, secretly because you didn't want Lucas to find out and Lucas and Brooke dated in secret so Jake wouldn't find out. But now Jake dumped you and knows about his sister dating Lucas and you want him home because…." Nathan tried to piece the information together.
"Jake didn't dump me!" Lily argued. "We just broke up. It doesn't matter if he called it off or if I did because either way, we aren't talking. God I hate him!" Lily yelled.
"Okay but you don't hate me, so please, just shut up and stop yelling," Nathan pleaded. Normally Lily was very mild mannered but when she got into rants, he never wanted to be the one on the listening end. Thankfully, most times it was Lucas who got that job. Man he wanted him home too.
"Uh!" Lily puffed and turned towards the door, slamming it behind her. Nathan chuckled slightly, grabbing his magazine and turning it to where he left off. Sometimes girls were more of a hassle than anything else.
"Lucas where the hell are we?" Brooke asked him as they came to stop. They stood on a strip of elevated land, pink and yellow flowers decorating the beach, swaying in the breeze as if they were never to lose their petals.
"This," he gestured towards the area, "is where my dad proposed to my mom," Lucas smiled proudly, sitting on a rock that had his parents initials engraved into it, a crooked heart surrounding the four letters. The water brushed along his feet, the turquoise ocean easing his mind as he reached out his hand for Brooke to take, and after a moment, she did.
"Come here," he beckoned, grabbing onto her hips and situating her petite body upon his knee, much like if she were still a little kid, which, in his mind, she still was, and probably always would be.
Brooke tightened her mouth, and rested her head along his shoulder. The moment she breathed in his scent, her eyes closed, her minds drifted, and her hands begged to touch him, her lips desiring to meet his own.
"Hey," he spoke softly, more so than he ever did. "I didn't mean that I don't feel that way about you," he said, their eyes meeting for the first time in what seemed like forever to him. "But I am just not ready for you to say that, or me for that matter," he admitted, being vulnerable to the brunette for a change.
"But why?" she asked.
"You don't want to have sex because it's something you have never done before and you want it to be so special that not even your expectations can live up to the reality. Well Brooke, I've never been in love, and saying those words is very important to me. I don't want them to be rushed or in a moment that I think is right. I want to look into your eyes and know that everything is so perfect that the words just flow out of my mouth. It scares me to feel so strongly about someone, but it's also amazing and I would never in a million years wish to feel anything else. And I know that what we have is incredible and I know how I feel about you, but to feel those words, and to say those words are two entirely different things. Many people make the mistake of speaking of their love, rather than showing it, and it is that fabrication of love and romance that leads couples astray. I however, feel attracted to you and know that if ever your life were endangered, I would risk everything I had to make you safe again. I want you to be happy above all else, even if that meant compromising myself. But, what I am trying to say is that, I can show you how I feel and how much you mean to me, but putting it into words and finally saying it, to me, is so different. I've never been in love before and I want to make sure that what I feel is a love that is inexorable and unrelenting. I want to mean those words more than anything I have ever meant before and for even the atmosphere to be begging my mind to let my heart take control. So to get to the point, I am not ready and I want everything to be perfect, for you, for me, and for us. I want to look back and be at a lost for words about how perfect that moment was and that when our grandchildren ask about when we fell in love, I will have to pause before I can find the exact words because no words will ever be enough."
"God," Brooke coughed wiping the tears from her cheek.
"I didn't mean to make you cry," Lucas frowned, helping her wipe the liquid that drained from her hazel eyes.
"Happy tears. Those are the only kind I have when you make those speeches," Brooke chuckled, leaning her forehead against his.
"I would rather you have no tears," Lucas smiled, meeting her lips softly in a sweet kiss, their lips fitting together as if they belonged there for the rest of their lives.
"Lucas!" the voice called, breaking apart the two, causing the blonde to turn his head around, a smile tracing the outline of his lips. He stood up, much to Brooke's surprise who almost fell on the sand, had her hand not caught onto the rock.
"Who are they?" Brooke asked peering at the three girls that slowly came into view, Lucas waving towards the small group.
"I haven't seen you guys in forever," he chuckled as they came closer, ignoring Brooke's question.
Brooke watched as the three raced towards Lucas, her boyfriend, one in particular who jumped on him, holding tightly as his hand held her in place. She wanted to slap both of them, the girl for being a slut and her boyfriend for even touching another girl.
"I know," the blonde girl giggled, falling back to the sand, her eyes obviously sparkling with attraction and Brooke could not deny any of their beauty. Each and every one of them was unique, but all having something in common and that was the fact that they easily could be on a magazine. She officially hated all of them.
"Oh Brooke," Lucas said, turning to a pouting brunette, "Brooke, this is Madison, Lauren, and Olivia," he introduced and Brooke shook each of their hands.
"Hey," she said with a bright smile, while her eyes stared at each, trying to find one flaw to make herself feel better about her appearance. Normally she wouldn't be so catty, but hey, everyone is allowed to be a little immature sometimes.
Madison was blonde, the classic Barbie doll that each child wanted to grow up to be and each parent secretly hoped their daughter wouldn't imitate, her waist being entirely too small for her boobs. Her small bob haircut fit her heart shaped face perfectly, side bangs accentuating a perfectly size forehead, falling just above her entirely too blue eyes.
Olivia seemed quiet, standing behind the other two girls, her brunette hair braided behind her back, a single strand tucked behind her ear. She was the ideal girl next door, dawning the tennis shoe, sweatshirt look and still appearing flawless.
Lauren had the most stunning smile Brooke had ever seen and if she wound up on the cover of a poster, stapled in a dentist's office, she wouldn't be surprised. Her hair was lighter than Olivia's but still considered brunette nonetheless. She was one of those girls that wore no makeup and still looked like a cover girl.
"How's the college life treating you?" Lucas asked and Brooke nodded to herself. Of course they were older. They were too pretty to be the same age as her.
"It's great, but we miss spending time with you," Lauren gushed and Brooke glared. Obviously she had the same slut potential as Madison.
"I know! We used to have the best time. How's Karen? Is she with you?" Lauren asked, and Brooke was pretty sure that she would continue to ask question after question until Lucas stopped her, and thankfully, with a chuckle, he did.
"Slow down, Lore," he said. Brooke stared at him incredulously; he had a nickname for her? "No, she is in North Carolina. I am just here with Brooke," he smiled towards her, wrapping his arm around her neck, whispering, "smile," into her ear. Slowly, Brooke forced a smile.
"Well if you're not busy, we should all hang out," Madison suggested and Lucas nodded.
"Yeah that sounds great. Hey, Brooke, that okay?"
"Yeah," she scoffed and dragged her feet behind the group, knowing that this little hang out was going to be less than fun.
"Hey Brooke," Olivia smiled as she slowed down her pace to walk alongside the frowning brunette, letting Lucas and the other two girls walk ahead.
"Hey," she replied quietly.
"He doesn't mean it, you know, leaving you to hang out with those two," Olivia informed her and Brooke's head perked up.
"What do you mean?"
"They are kind of like a hook up triangle, minus the drama," she explained.
"I'm his girlfriend," Brooke forced a smile and the look on Olivia's face could only be compared to a child's in a surprise party.
"Girlfriend?"
"Yeah," Brooke smiled in spite of herself, glad that she had an advantage over the others girls in the sense that Lucas had never dated any of them.
"Wow, Little Scott sure has changed," she chuckled, looking in the distance as Lucas left space on either side of him, neither girl able to walk too close. In the past, both would be dripping on either of arms, but now, there was a fair amount of room between the three.
"Do you know him well?"
"Oh yeah," Olivia chuckled but traced back her words when she saw the defeated look on Brooke's face. "Oh, sorry. We never slept together if it makes a difference. We hooked up once and we were trashed," she explained.
"It would be nice to go somewhere and find that my boyfriend hasn't had sex or made out with half the people," Brooke responded.
"How's it with you two, if you don't mind me asking. I mean I have heard the rumors about how great he is, and well, if you're his girlfriend, you have to be getting it all the time," Olivia smiled deviously and Brooke let out a chuckle. But before she answered, she glanced towards Madison and Lauren, two girls that had slept with her boyfriend and although it was in the past, it hurt nonetheless, to know that so many others had gotten him before she had. No matter if what they had was purely physical or if a friendship lied between the bonds that tied them, it was hard to imagine Lucas in bed with them, making out with them, and doing God knows what else in God knows where.
A shiver held her body for a moment. "Um," she began, staring at the gap between Lucas and the two others, knowing it was enough for her to squeeze in, take hold of his hand and race away, leaving everyone behind. She wondered if lying to Olivia would be for the best, after all, she would never know the difference.
"Lauren and Madison have told me that their best sex was with him. You're lucky," Olivia smiled encouragingly and Brooke tried to force one back, but it was hard.
Brooke was tired of hearing his words, about how much he liked her and although he did feel as if what they had was love, he just wasn't ready to say those three words aloud. But she was ready. She was ready to hold onto his hands and look into his cerulean eyes, losing herself for a moment in their perfection. She wanted to smile and be able to say to him how she felt, even if meant he couldn't return the same sentence. But, he said he wasn't ready, to either say or hear those words. But she was ready. She was ready to make love with him in a way that only two people so head over heels in love can do. She was ready to feel her body so connected with his own, that not one force could break them apart.
Wait. She was ready to have sex with him. Brooke stopped mid step for a moment.
"Hey, you coming?" the voice called to her and Brooke still in a daze, nodded her head and absentmindedly followed Olivia.
Author's Note: Thank you all for reading. Please review!
Anonymous Review Thanks:
Sara- You reviews, like always, are absolutely amazing and I am not sure if I would really be at chapter 25 in a story without them. I am really tired [it's 2: 30 am] and so this has to be the shortest thanks I have EVER done, but I am going to bed. But thank you for everything you said and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Oh and I feel like you might be mad at Lucas by the end but don't worry, everything the characters do is for a reason.