Heh, thanks for the reviews! And don't worry sweetgirl73, I would NEVER
pair Peyton and Lucas! Trust me! Haha, enjoy!
Brooke was starting to not see anything. The tears were blurring her vision. She needed to find a cheap motel fast. The nausea of pregnancy was starting to kick in. She saw a motel up ahead and pulled into the parking lot. Her life was officially ruined. There was no looking back anymore. She was threw with the drama and heartbreak that came along with Lucas Scott.
"Lucas are you okay?" Peyton's voice rang through his head. "Lucas talk to me."
His eyes fluttered open to Peyton's worried face. "Thank god! I thought you were dead!"
"What happened?" he sat up from the cold tile of the bathroom.
"You passed out." God she was so scared! Is this how Brooke was?
"Oh. Did I see what I think I saw?" Hopefully he was just seeing things.
"Yes," Peyton curled up to her knees. "It was positive."
He sank against the wall beside her. "We screwed up so bad. I screwed up so bad. God I hate myself! I'm just like Dan!"
"What you got two girls' pregnant and your choosing the blonde?" she asked confused. That's what Dan did.
He shook his head and slowly looked at her with tears in his eyes. "No. I got two girls' pregnant and I'm choosing the brunette." He hated to say it, but it was true. He could never love Peyton. His heart belonged to one person and one person only...Brooke.
Peyton's mouth dropped and she stared at the cabinets in front of her. Was she hearing things? Lucas was choosing Brooke! Then she realized, she loved Jake. "I love Jake," she whispered.
"Peyton, I'm so sorry. But I love Brooke. If you love Jake, you should be with him. I'll support you in any way you need, but my heart belongs to Brooke."
"It could be Jake's," she whispered again turning to face Lucas. "Luc I bet it's Jake's baby! We um...we had sex right after you guys lost the game. I would have noticed if it was yours a while ago, right?"
He nodded in response. "Thank god! I've got to go find Brooke now!"
He kissed her on the forehead before running out of the house like lightning.
He drove for hours, stopping and checking every motel on the way. This was like hide and seek. He just had to find which motel she was in. He looked at the clock. It was midnight. Yawning, he drove into the next motel in sight.
He ran to the front desk, and the clerk checked for her in the computer. "Senorita Davis is in room 16."
"Thanks!" he yelled over his shoulder. She was here! He made it to room 16 and didn't even knock, he just busted in.
Brooke was lying on the bed flipping through the cable channels when the door flung open.
"Brooke!" he sighed jumping on the bed. "Peyton's pregnant with Jake's baby! Everything's okay. I love you, you know this! I love you so much, god I've missed you!"
She smiled crying as he started to kiss her passionately. She returned the kiss with just as much passion, and pretty soon, clothes were flying everywhere. "Lucas I love you!" she breathed as he kissed her neck.
A mumbled 'I love you too' was heard as he traveled the kisses down to her stomach. God he loved the way her skin felt like velvet. It was always so perfect...just like her.
Brooke was starting to not see anything. The tears were blurring her vision. She needed to find a cheap motel fast. The nausea of pregnancy was starting to kick in. She saw a motel up ahead and pulled into the parking lot. Her life was officially ruined. There was no looking back anymore. She was threw with the drama and heartbreak that came along with Lucas Scott.
"Lucas are you okay?" Peyton's voice rang through his head. "Lucas talk to me."
His eyes fluttered open to Peyton's worried face. "Thank god! I thought you were dead!"
"What happened?" he sat up from the cold tile of the bathroom.
"You passed out." God she was so scared! Is this how Brooke was?
"Oh. Did I see what I think I saw?" Hopefully he was just seeing things.
"Yes," Peyton curled up to her knees. "It was positive."
He sank against the wall beside her. "We screwed up so bad. I screwed up so bad. God I hate myself! I'm just like Dan!"
"What you got two girls' pregnant and your choosing the blonde?" she asked confused. That's what Dan did.
He shook his head and slowly looked at her with tears in his eyes. "No. I got two girls' pregnant and I'm choosing the brunette." He hated to say it, but it was true. He could never love Peyton. His heart belonged to one person and one person only...Brooke.
Peyton's mouth dropped and she stared at the cabinets in front of her. Was she hearing things? Lucas was choosing Brooke! Then she realized, she loved Jake. "I love Jake," she whispered.
"Peyton, I'm so sorry. But I love Brooke. If you love Jake, you should be with him. I'll support you in any way you need, but my heart belongs to Brooke."
"It could be Jake's," she whispered again turning to face Lucas. "Luc I bet it's Jake's baby! We um...we had sex right after you guys lost the game. I would have noticed if it was yours a while ago, right?"
He nodded in response. "Thank god! I've got to go find Brooke now!"
He kissed her on the forehead before running out of the house like lightning.
He drove for hours, stopping and checking every motel on the way. This was like hide and seek. He just had to find which motel she was in. He looked at the clock. It was midnight. Yawning, he drove into the next motel in sight.
He ran to the front desk, and the clerk checked for her in the computer. "Senorita Davis is in room 16."
"Thanks!" he yelled over his shoulder. She was here! He made it to room 16 and didn't even knock, he just busted in.
Brooke was lying on the bed flipping through the cable channels when the door flung open.
"Brooke!" he sighed jumping on the bed. "Peyton's pregnant with Jake's baby! Everything's okay. I love you, you know this! I love you so much, god I've missed you!"
She smiled crying as he started to kiss her passionately. She returned the kiss with just as much passion, and pretty soon, clothes were flying everywhere. "Lucas I love you!" she breathed as he kissed her neck.
A mumbled 'I love you too' was heard as he traveled the kisses down to her stomach. God he loved the way her skin felt like velvet. It was always so perfect...just like her.