Peyton watched as Brooke buzzed around her. It was cute and annoying all at the same time. Brooke had been constantly fussing around her, tending to her every need and in the process annoying the hell out of her. At this particular moment she was tidying away the remains of Peyton's dinner. Peyton raised her feet, pretending she was allowing Brooke to clean underneath. Brooke gave her a quick glare before returning to the kitchen. Peyton had been home about three days and Brooke had taken charge of looking after her, not that Peyton thought she needed looking after. She wanted to go back to work but Karen wouldn't allow it and had Mia running things.
All three of them made sure Peyton got as much bed rest as possible. Peyton was already sick of her apartment and she wasn't sure how long they were going to keep her prisoner.
"Brooke, I was thinking we haven't seen Jamie in a while. He must be missing you?" Peyton asked. She had tried every avenue, Brooke was yet to bit.
"Nice try Blondie. But you are not going to trick me." Brooke said, as she came over to fluff Peyton's pillows. "All you're doing is making me more determined."
"But I'm fine."
"The doctor said rest. So I'm going to make sure you rest."
"This is worse than prison."
"What prison keeps your pillow fluffed and lovely food? And I'm pretty sure no prison has a guard as sexy as me." Brooke whispered the last sentence into Peyton's ear, forcing her to giggle before stopping she wasn't going to let Brooke trick her.
"In prison I'd at least get to go walk around the yard." Peyton huffed, putting on her best pout and pulling away from Brookes advances.
"Yeah but in prison I wouldn't be around to do this." Brooke said huskily, reaching her hand, down to the elastic of Peyton's sweat pants as she began nibbling on Peyton's ear lobe.
"No!" Peyton pulled away her head after a few seconds. "I'm not going to be distracted."
"Funny, you felt distracted." Brooke smirked, removing her hand.
"Please can we go out?"
"Okay" Brooke answered.
"Really?" Peyton hadn't expected her to cave.
"Yeah. I'll get your coat. There's something I need to show you." Brooke explained. "I was going to wait until Mia got home but it should be ready by now."
"What?"
"It's a surprise."
"What is it?"
"A surprise. What part of surprise don't you understand?" Brooke said, repeating Peyton's response from her trip.
"Very funny." Peyton said, standing and making her way to her room to get her shoes. As she got ready she could hear Brooke was busy getting ready and tidying. She could hear the kitchen press shutting repeatedly.
"Wear something nice!" She heard Brooke shout. Peyton looked down at her black tank top. It was clean although there was a little stain at the bottom, where she'd spilled some of her diner. She shrugged her shoulders, it would do and pulled on a cardigan. When she re entered the living room Brooke was waiting, looking faultless. "I thought I said nice."
"This is nice. It's clean."
"Clean doesn't mean nice." Brooke sighed before muttering under her breath : "I'm so picking your dress."
"What?" Peyton asked bemused, she wasn't wearing a dress.
"Nothing. Let's go." Brooke smiled. Peyton followed her out the door. The fresh air instantly hitting her face. She wasn't sure why Brooke had suddenly permitted this trip. They were driving through town when Brookes phone rang. Peyton answered it for her.
"Hey Brooke, we're almost done."
"What?"
"Oh Peyton. Shit....Where's Brooke."
"Put her on speaker." Brooke said, before Peyton could ask Mia what was done. "Hey Mia. I'm with Peyton. You're on speaker."
"Oh...okay. WE ARE FINISHED. Um...so yeah. It's all done. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Mia said before hanging up.
"Tomorrow?"
"Peyton just let me surprise you."
"Okay." Peyton sighed. She let Brooke drive on, and noticed they were heading out of town. She didn't have time to muse about the destination as they pulled up at the beach. It wasn't exactly the perfect day, the wind was present and the sun was just beginning to fade.
"I thought we could go for a walk."
"Sure" Peyton replied, with sincere enthusiasm. She'd spent the last week in hospital and her apartment. They linked arms and began strolling along the beach. After a while Brooke's head rested on Peyton's shoulder.
"I love you, you know that." Brooke mumbled.
"Of course."
"When you were in hospital I was so scared you didn't know. That by playing games I'd wasted our time."
"Brooke you weren't playing games."
"Peyton I had you jumping through hoops like a circus act. And I'm sorry."
"Don't apologise. I liked it. I'd do anything to be with you."
"I don't want to mess around anymore. I want to be with you Peyton."
"I thought we were." Peyton asked, confused. Brooke was practically living with her and Mia now.
"Yeah but I want to be official. I want everyone to know. I want to live in our own apartment. I like Mia but I want us to have a home. Just you and me-"
"Okay." Peyton would be sad to leave Mia, they were best friends, and second to Brooke, Mia was the most important people in Peyton's life.
"There's more. I want us to...I want to wake up every morning with you. I want to be with you forever."
"Well I'm not going anywhere, I promise."
"When you were in the hospital, they wouldn't let me see you. And I was so scared I would never see you again."
"Hey, don't get upset. Look we're fine." Peyton said, pointing at herself. "We're together and-"
"Peyt, I want us to be together forever." Brooke said cutting her off and standing them still. She moved so she was facing Peyton. "Peyton I want everything with you. I want us to live together until we're old and our kids pack us off to an old folk's home. I want a family Peyton. And I want one with you."
Peyton stood there slightly shell shocked, before realising what Brooke had said. She didn't know how to respond. A family, a child? Her heart was racing. She could hear it, each beat. She noticed Brooke, her eyes waiting in hope for a response. She leaned forward and kissed Brooke softly on the lips.
"Do you want to get married?" Peyton asked as she pulled away. She watched as a horrified look came across Brookes face.
"Peyton. I-"
"No it's okay. I was being stupid." Peyton said trying to erase that last moment. She pulled away, wondering if she'd imagined Brooke's words. What had she been thinking? "Forget I said that. I thought...I thought you wanted....."
"I do." Brooke smiled. "Peyton look down there."
"What?" She turned and looked down the beach. At the end of the beach there was a small fire and Peyton was sure she would see a sort a few blankets. Brooke took her hand, and led her down to the fire. From close Peyton could see the blankets, stereo and picnic basket. "Brooke, what is this?"
"This is your surprise." Brooke said, reaching into the basket. Peyton couldn't see what she was doing. "Peyton I love. I always have."
"I love you too." Peyton said, still taking in Brooke's surprise.
"Do you remember the first time we came here?" Brooke asked.
"Of course. Our fresh start." Peyton immediately thought back to the day they'd spent on the beach. Happiness. She then remembered the series of mistakes that followed. "I'm sorry I ruined it."
"That doesn't matter. Peyton that day was one of the best days of my life. I saw you smile, like really smile. I don' think I've ever been happier. I know I'm never happier than when I am with you."
Peyton watched as Brooke came and stood in front of her, taking her hands and intwining them with her own.
"Peyton, when you were unconscious all I could think about was the time we wasted and all the things I wanted for us. That day I promised a fresh start and for whatever reasons we didn't get it but I'm still here and I still love you. I realised I still want all those things. I want to wake up to you every morning, I want to watch you spill milk down those hideous tank tops when you eat your cheerio's. I want to go to work and spend the whole day thinking about going home to you." Brooke stopped for a moment, and their eyes met, Peyton could see the tears in Brooke's eyes as she spoke. She took back one of her hands wiping away Brooke's tears. "Peyt, I want to go home to you. I want a family, a little girl. The white picket fence and the dog. I want that and I want it with you."
"Brooke, I want it too." Peyton whispered, leaning forward. Their noses touched as Peyton rested her forehead onto Brookes. She could feel the hot tears roll down her cheeks. She wanted it too. A little girl just like Brooke, their family.
"When you asked me to marry you, you ruined my surprise." Brooke said pulling away and taking a small velvet box from her pocket. "I had it all planned. You Fill My Heart on the stereo and everything."
"Our song" Brooke nodded and Peyton watched as she opened the box.
"Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer, will you marry me?"
heys guys hope you liked. hope you liked. brooke went all out but Peyton asked her before she could and had a mortified look on her face as she'd gone to such effort getting mia to set it up. had to have brooke make a little speech. anywho hope you liked. i have a new story up its a leyton. the first few chaps arent great but it gets better. anyway back to this story hope you liked. please review
