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Author's Note: Thank you all so much for the reviews. I have lot track on who I have thanked and who I haven't so I am really sorry if you didn't get a reply. I will try and do better with remembering who I have replied to!

Anyways I was going to update all my stories like two weeks ago but honestly things just happen and right now with school it is really hard to even consider updating during the week. I have been getting a ton of homework, but I will do my best with updating but just know that if I could I would quit school and just write, write, write :)

-Lily

It was their last day in Tree Hill until they were forced to return to reality, facing the imminent homework and tests, teachers and dorm rooms. And the fact that the school year was dwindling was enough for Brooke to want to hide away forever, knowing in the back of her mind that what was left of her full time boyfriend, would turn into part time, Lucas leaving for college in only a matter of months. Of course rather than dreading that, she tried to focus on more positive aspects of their relationship.

Brooke smiled as she watched Nathan and Lucas playing some stupid video game on the television, both of them yelling at each other when things didn't go their way.

"You know all I want to do is watch one episode of Project Runway," Lily frowned as she sat next to Brooke at the kitchen table, overlooking the family room where her brother and cousin were lounging about.

"I bet if you ask them they'll stop playing," Brooke offered, but knowing that no way was Lily's request going to be heard by either male, both of whom were too consumed in their game to even notice the girls.

"Right because by the look on their faces it seems to be a very relaxing game of basketball," Lily chuckled as Brooke just nodded her head, taking a sip of her soda.

"Once they stop playing it's a win, win situation for us," Brooke smiled, absentmindedly biting her bottom lip as she watched Lucas shift his body on the couch.

"You're going to watch TV with me too?" Lily asked excited as Brooke turned to look at her confused.

"No," she shook her head, "You get the TV and I get Lucas," she finished with a smile as the blonde shook her head in disgust.

"You know he is my brother and I would like to imagine that the most you two have ever done is an innocent goodbye kiss, but it's really hard to believe that when you are looking at him like that," Lily told her friend.

"I am not looking at him in any special way," she denied.

"Yeah, you are. You look like you want to rip his shirt off and that is not okay, okay. He's my brother and he's gross and you're my best friend and you're not gross. Just, ugh," Lily shook her head, because as much as she loved Brooke and Lucas's relationship, she really didn't want to think about what they were doing when the door was locked and the two of them were behind the wooden frame.

"Then you should probably find somewhere else to watch TV," Brooke smirked as she got up from her seat, walking towards the family room as Lucas focused on the game. Slowly she approached the couch, grabbing the controller from her boyfriend's hand, who looked at her confused and then smiled in realization as she began to straddle him slowly.

"Ha. I'm winning," Nathan, yelled, as he turned to see Brooke straddling Lucas, a goofy smile on his face as he rested his hands on either side of her hips. "Brooke, can you please let him finish the game?"

"Nope," she chuckled, leaning against him as she planted her lips along his, gently sucking and the moment his tongue traced the outline of her lips, she withdrew her body, placing her small hands along his wide chest.

"I think the game's over Nathan," Lucas said as he rubbed small circles with his finger, through the flimsy material of her shirt.

"But I was winning," he whined as Brooke chuckled, scooting up on her boyfriend's lap, gently teasing him as he suppressed a growing moan.

"Say goodbye Nathan," Brooke told him, as he got up angrily.

"All I wanted to do was play a game and when I'm finally winning your girlfriend comes over. Did you two plan this?" he asked, grabbing his car keys off the coffee table as Lucas chuckled.

"No, I can't help if my baby's a genius and has perfect timing," he smiled as Brooke nodded her head, Lucas moving closer to her lips, but once again she pulled back slightly.

"Whatever," Nathan replied, walking away from the room, seeing Lily grab her jacket and walking into her room.

"I just wanted to watch one show," she yelled aggravated, slamming the door behind her.

"Now that it's just us," Lucas raised his eyebrows, "How about we play a game of our own?"

"What kind of game?" she asked, leaning closer to him as he gently tickled her hips, causing a smile to appear on her face.

"I have a few ideas in mind," he told her, slowly raising her shirt as she felt his lips come along hers, bringing the shirt over her head.

"Luke," she smiled, running her fingers along his chest, feeling his muscles through the thin material of his shirt.

"Rule number one, no talking," he whispered, trying to kiss her as she laughed, pushing his face away slightly.

"This game has rules?"

"Many, and if you don't play by the rules, you lose," he told her as she nodded her head.

"So no talking?" she asked as he nodded his head, trying once again to move closer to her as she got up from his lap.

"I don't like this game," Brooke told him as she walked away, leaving him frustrated on the couch as he got up.

"You don't?" he asked as she glanced back at him, and then running through the house, laughing as he followed her.

"I don't want to play with you anymore," Brooke called to him as she closed a door in his face, causing him to chuckle, as he stayed quiet for a moment, hearing her hard breath through the door.

"Okay, well if that's how you feel. I'll just go find Nathan or something," he told her, stomping his feet in place and then lightening the step so it sounded as if he were walking away, when in reality he stayed right by the door.

He could hear her hand grab hold of the handle and he smiled, watching her turn the brass, and slowly opening the door, until she finally stepped from the room, jumping when Lucas grabbed hold of her body.

"Gottcha," he laughed as she tried to push his arms off of her and get away as he simply held on tighter.

"Lucas!" she yelled in a burst of laughter as he picked her up and carried her on his shoulder, back towards the couch as she continuously kicked her feet along him.

"Rule number two, no kicking," he chuckled as he tossed her gently onto the couch, not able to keep his eyes off of her heaving chest, moving up and down as she tried desperately to catch her breath, and slowly he saw her bite her lip as she bent one leg.

"Rule number three?" her voice innocently asked, although her eyes were anything but.

But rather than answering her, Lucas positioned his body on top of her, leaning down to kiss her flushed cheeks and then to her swollen lips as she allowed him to situation himself between her legs.

And they could feel themselves being lost in each other, their movements so learnt by now that they seemed professional in their little dance. Both knew what the other liked, how long they other could go, and the limits they could push. And as Lucas gently caressed her face, Brooke raked her fingers along his chest; burning with the desire only he could ease.

"Lucas Eugene Scott!" and with that screeching yell, the two broke apart quicker than they thought they ever could. And in a split second the eggs cracked on the floor and the milk landed with a splat on the linoleum as Brooke closed her eyes tightly and Lucas muttered a few select words of profanity.

"Please be a nightmare," Brooke whispered to herself as she brought her hands to cover her chest, wishing she still had her shirt, but glad that it had been the only item discarded between the two of them.

"Get off of that poor girl right now," Karen yelled as Lucas starred straight at his mother, stunned, still on top of Brooke who seemed to have froze underneath him.

"Ma," he began, getting up as she shook her head.

"What were you thinking?" she yelled as he cringed, knowing that he was in for a long, uncomfortable lecture with is mother, and probably his father after he found out.

"Can I," he began, stumbling for words, "Can you come back in just a second?" he asked curiously as Karen looked at him confused.

"Leave so you can finish what you never should have started?"

"Do you mind?" he asked, trying to lighten the situation as he stood up, trying not laugh at Brooke who was still in her place, immobile.

"You get your ass outside right now," she told him, quickly moving to the front door, leaving the two teenagers in the room, both of them reeling from Karen walking in on the two of them.

"So where were he?" Lucas chuckled, moving down to kiss Brooke who just stuck her hand in front of his face, pushing him far away from her.

"Don't touch me," she replied, as he looked at her confused, a tear threatening to fall from her guilt-ridden face.

"Come on Brooke she's not that mad," he told but in reality he was quite sure that his mother was pissed off, and even that was an understatement.

"Your mom just saw us, you know, doing, you know," she told him, "We're never kissing again," she said, quickly reaching to grab her shirt as she threw it over her head, not caring it was backwards as she ran up from the couch, Lucas quickly catching her by the waist.

"Hey, don't worry about it, I'll talk to her," he said honestly hoping to ease the worry from her.

"I need to go and… shower," Brooke turned to go to the bathroom, thoroughly embarrassed as Lucas sighed and went to go and talk to his mother, something he was not exactly looking forward to.

The moment the door closed behind him, she was off, yelling a mile a minute as he simply stood there, trying to take it on, and stop thinking about how Brooke was in the shower at that exact moment.

"What were you thinking Lucas? Brooke is barely sixteen years old and here I come walking through the front door of my house and finding you on top of her. Are you stupid? I know that you have been with other girls, and it's not knowledge I am thrilled to know. But eventually I came to accept the fact that you are a teenage boy and there are things you will do whether your father or I approve. It took a long time to come to terms, but I like to think that I am being an understanding parent. However, what I don't understand is why you would think it was okay to do this to Brooke? Brooke, Lucas."

"What do you mean, Brooke?" he asked, not understand why she was differentiating between her and the other girls. Sure there was a different, hell there was a huge difference. But shouldn't a parent rather their child having sex with a significant other and not a random hook up. Of course, most parents would rather their child doing neither.

"Luca, honey, she is still a baby. She is an amazing, beautiful, girl with a great head on her shoulders and I know that she loves you. Just the way she looks at you like you are some kind of hero, it is obvious that she has completely fallen for you. And you should realize that you are older, and much more experienced than her. I don't want you taking advantage of her," Karen said, this time softer as the two sat down on the porch.

"Me taking advantage of her? That is completely backwards mom. She is the one that came walking up to me when I was playing video games with Nathan," Lucas tried to explain.

"So when she walks up to you she is taking advantage of you?" Karen asked, somewhat joking. as Lucas shook his head.

"No, just, I love Brooke mom," he said honestly, "And I would never take advantage of her or do anything she didn't want to do. We've never even had sex," he added, hoping to ease his mother's mind, which seemed to work a she took a calming breath.

"Good," she replied. "I don't want you two having sex. She is much too good for you anyways. So just take it slow because Lucas, Brooke, she is sweet and kind, and to take something away from her like sex, would be a shame. So just keep your hands above the waist, or well, maybe above the shoulders," she raised her eyebrows at her son who just nodded his head.

"Of course mom, my hands will remain about the shoulders," he smiled, his mind racing. After all, she didn't say anything about her hands.

Lily stood outside of Jake's door, knocking softly as she waited for him to answer, fixing her hair in the process. Hoping she looked perfect, not even a hair out of place would suffice.

"Hey," he smiled, opening the door for her.

"Hey, can I come in?" she asked, biting her lip softly as he nodded, opening the door for her to enter.

"Can I get you anything? I really don't have anything, I've already started packing to go home tomorrow but I mean I could run out and get you a soda from the grocery store or maybe we could go and grab a bite? Unless you're not hungry, because I mean we could just hang out," he rambled as Lily watched him, making sure to close the door behind her as she smiled, moving closer to him as she placed her finger along his lip.

"Shh, no talking," she told him as he looked at her bewildered.

"Lily," he said softly as she shook her head, placing her lips along his, feeling the heat rise between them, and his hand reach towards her hips, pulling her closer to him.

"Tell me that kiss at Brooke's party," she paused, looking into his eyes, "tell me it meant something."

"Lily, we were both drunk," he began, looking away from her as she placed her hand on the side of his face, forcing him to look at her.

"Tell me that even though we both had been drinking, tell me that even though we got caught up in the moment, tell me it meant something."

"I don't want to hurt you," he whispered as she shook her head, tracing the outline of his face with her finger.

"Then don't," she replied and he nodded.

"It meant something Lily," he said honestly and in an instant, his lips were attached to hers, his fingers digging through her hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

But there were reasons that he hadn't pursued her after their kiss, that he hadn't gone to her door the next morning to ask where they stood. He didn't want to hurt her, not like he had when they had broken up because he was too blind to look past her brother, and not when he had to go to college in a few months. She was too good for him, that he knew, and she deserved someone better, someone her age that she could grow with, rather than always being a step behind.

But in the moment, with her lips upon him, all rationale was out the window as they allowed their passion to get the best of them.

Author's Note: Thank you all for reading, I hope you enjoyed! (this is the last chapter of them in Tree Hill, the next will have them back in school)

Anonymous Review Thanks:

Cindy- Thank you so much for the review and for your ideas for the sequel! I will definitely try and incorporate some of what you said! Thanks again.

Leah- Thank you so much for the review! There is definitely a ton of drama planned for the sequel and I loved so much of what you suggested! Peyton probably won't be in the story or sequel simply because I hate her and I have a feeling that if I tried to write her I would just end up having something terrible happen which probably wouldn't be too good. But thanks again, I hope you continue to enjoy the story!

Sara- Thank you for the review, once again you are so incredibly sweet! I love seeing your opinion on the chapter. I have just finished writing two other chapters for both my other stories so I am kind of tired of writing so sorry this won't be the long thanks that you deserve but… I agree Brucas is the only couple that I have 100 percent always loved and although I am considering other couples for the sequel, nothing will take the focus off them. Even when I have little bits of Jake and Lily, they are never the main part of any chapter. So don't worry, that definitely won't change in the future, no matter the coupling.

Haha love your idea for the Brucas triplets. I have always considered doing that because it would probably be a lot of fun… but who knows haha.

But thanks again!

-Lily