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Banana gone bad

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Jacuzzi time...

An awkward silence crept over the group, mainly because of the events that took place earlier that evening, but still Nathan was agitated, as always.

"So..." he offered, glancing at his friends who decided staring at the steam was the right thing to do. He rolled his eyes, "okay, it's been ten minuets and so far the only words I've heard are, 'Damn, this is hot' and 'Nathan stop checking me out'. When no signs of any kind of life came from the gang he glared, "why the hell did you all come in here then?"

"Calm down Nate," Peyton sucked her teeth, "were just getting comfortable."

"Yeah," Brooke looked to Peyton insecurely, but her friend glanced away, "comfortable."

"Is everyone just going to sit here, trying to pretend none of this happened?" Haley said aggravated, "I mean, Lucas and Brooke were kissing and it's not that weird, but I sure the hell wasn't expecting it."

Nathan smiled, "it's to be expected when Bo's around."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Lucas said, jumping to her defense, or maybe he was jumping to his defense, Nathan thought.

"Dear big brother," he smirked, "it only means that you can't resist her, true, she's a big flirt, but I've resisted her plenty of times and you CANT!"

The oldest Scott scoffed, meeting Peyton's eyes before glancing away.

Peyton also looked away and all of this didn't go unnoticed by Brooke, who was seemingly receiving death glares from Haley.

"I'm going to go to sleep," Peyton stood up, her voice faltering, "I'm tired," she sighed and scurried away.

Haley hated watching her leave, she was about to follow when Lucas stood from his spot. She eyed him suspiciously; also mad at his actions earlier that day. Although it wasn't Lucas's fault, she couldn't help feeling bad for Peyton and mad at him.

"Where are you going?" Brooke furrowed her eyebrows, "she'll be fine... she's just her."

Lucas shook his head; glancing at his best friend and disappearing into darkness, leaving Haley smiling in prevail.

"I wonder what will happen there," Nathan chuckled, gesturing toward his brother's empty seat in the Jacuzzi. He glanced at Brooke, "don't worry, he's just a banana gone bad anyway."

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His slid the door open slowly, the lights were off, maybe she did really go to sleep, he thought, but before he could close the door whimpers told him different. Straining his eyes, he seen her sitting on her bed, staring at something in her hand, crying?

"Peyton?" he whispered, slowly coming up behind her.

She jumped startled, "Lucas," she said in uneven breaths, "you scared me."

He frowned and sat beside her, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing," she said, crushing the picture in her hand.

"No," he shook his head, "there's defiantly something wrong," when silence over came her he faltered, "Is it about me and Brooke?"

She clenched her teeth, looked him in the eyes and smiled, "No, I don't really care what happens between you too." She shrugged, standing up, "I just got a lot on my mind and I want to go home to my fiancée," although a smile was sustained on her lips, her words were cold.

"Are you sure?" Lucas said, avoiding the pain stinging at his heart, fiancée.

She rolled her eyes, "Lucas, just leave it alone okay?" she yelled, "I don't need you to look out for me anymore, I'm a big girl now," walked toward the bathroom and tossed the picture in the garbage.

He waited for the door to close before getting up and heading toward the garbage. He grabbed the crumbled picture and sat back down on the bed. The picture, in detail, was of Peyton and Lucas at the alter in the church that they were going to be married. the wedding, he gasped.

F.B

"Will you Peyton Marie Sawyer take Lucas Scott to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The preacher smiled, exchanging looks between the two.

E.F

Lucas shook his head, opening his jacket and placing the picture inside. Swallowing the forming mass in his throat, he stood and walked over to the bathroom, knocking on the door.

"Peyton, can we please talk?"

"We don't have anything to talk about Lucas," she sighed, "I'll be fine, I'm just on my p.m.s," she lied.

"But it's only the tenth," he rolled his eyes.

"And?" She sucked her teeth.

"You get it around the 26th," he smirked, listening to her sigh.

Abruptly, she opened the door, "There's nothing—,"

Unfortunately, she was cut off by his embrace. At first she tried to pull back, but he wouldn't let go, so she relaxed into his arms. She took a deep breath, inhaling his scent, as her head was cocooned at the nape of his neck. Her lips relaxed against him skin, it was intentional, but she could barely move.

They stayed there for a few minuets before Lucas pulled away and grabbed her hand. He led her to the bed, plummeting down and gesturing for her to lay next to him... she did. Wearily, she fell to sleep with the feel of warmth around her and he watched her intently before drifting off himself. 

Six eyes intensely watched them, anxiously.

"Let's leave them, go get some drinks at the bar," Nathan said, glancing at the two brunettes.

"Sounds good to me," Haley smiled, satisfied.

"No, I'm tired," Brooke announced, bringing her hand to the light switch.

"Brooke," Haley brought her hand to Brookes, slowly bringing it down, "No, leave them."

Brooke bit her lip, hating to loose, but Haley repeated it and this time didn't seem at all reasonable. "Whatever."

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