Lukas sat next to Peyton on his bed. He flipped through her scetch
book slowly. Peyton was looking on calmly. Luke was the only person she
had ever shown her sketch book to. Luke smiled largely and laughed softly
looking at Peyton when he saw a picture of himself and Peyton dated a
couple of weeks earlier. He looked at the caption, "I love him," that was
all. It was like Peyton was letting Lukas read her diary letting Lukas
completely into her heart. Peyton stroked his arm and looked up at him.
"I love you," she said softly. He turned to face her. He looked her in the eyes and leaned closer to kiss her softly on the lips. He pulled away slowly still looking at her.
"I love you too." Peyton searched his face smiling and in that second she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Luke had never been more happy, it had all worked out, Peyton and him were meant to be together. He leaned in to kiss her again but was interuppted by a knock at the door.
"Luke?" Karin called.
"Yea?" he said still looking at Peyton.
"Brooke's on the phone." She sounded worried.
"Ok mom," he called back. He reached to his bed side table for the phone. He tried to think of a reason for Brooke's call, it worried him, Brooke hated him, why would she call? A thought raced into his head, it must be some type of emergency. He reached for the phone. Or maybe she wanted to be friends, maybe she wanted to talk. He was getting more and more nervous.
"Hello?" he said cautiously.
"Luke." Brooke sobbed. She was crying Luke's expression flashed fear.
"What is it?" he asked quickly.
"Oh god. Luke. Luke. Luke. How could this be happening??" Luke was scared she was acting hysterical not normal for Brooke. She didn't freak out usually.
"I'm coming over," he said the look of fear mixed with concern well visible. He hung up the phone. He stood up and spoke quickly to Peyton,
"Something's wrong with Brooke, we've got to go over there." Peyton grabbed her jacket from where it was lying on the bed and together they ran out the door into the car and drove as fast as the could to Brooke's house.
"I love you," she said softly. He turned to face her. He looked her in the eyes and leaned closer to kiss her softly on the lips. He pulled away slowly still looking at her.
"I love you too." Peyton searched his face smiling and in that second she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Luke had never been more happy, it had all worked out, Peyton and him were meant to be together. He leaned in to kiss her again but was interuppted by a knock at the door.
"Luke?" Karin called.
"Yea?" he said still looking at Peyton.
"Brooke's on the phone." She sounded worried.
"Ok mom," he called back. He reached to his bed side table for the phone. He tried to think of a reason for Brooke's call, it worried him, Brooke hated him, why would she call? A thought raced into his head, it must be some type of emergency. He reached for the phone. Or maybe she wanted to be friends, maybe she wanted to talk. He was getting more and more nervous.
"Hello?" he said cautiously.
"Luke." Brooke sobbed. She was crying Luke's expression flashed fear.
"What is it?" he asked quickly.
"Oh god. Luke. Luke. Luke. How could this be happening??" Luke was scared she was acting hysterical not normal for Brooke. She didn't freak out usually.
"I'm coming over," he said the look of fear mixed with concern well visible. He hung up the phone. He stood up and spoke quickly to Peyton,
"Something's wrong with Brooke, we've got to go over there." Peyton grabbed her jacket from where it was lying on the bed and together they ran out the door into the car and drove as fast as the could to Brooke's house.