Dislaimer: Must I depress myself?
A/N: Thanks for the reviews!
Haley went to answer the doorbell. She had called her parents the night before saying she was going to spend the night at Brooke's.
"Can I help you?" Haley smiled at the girl who was standing there.
"I certainly hope you're a friend." She smiled. Haley knew that smile anywhere.
"You're Sydney, Brooke's sister." Haley jumped to conclusion.
"Yeah," She smiled again. "And you are?"
"Stupid me, I'm Haley." She smiled. "Brooke's friend."
"Cool." She smiled. "Not to be rude, but you think you could let me in?"
"Damn it!" Haley mentally hit herself. "Of course, sorry we had a late night."
"I'm hoping it's important." Sydney smiled. "I mean, I'm guessing it is. It's the first time Brooke's ever made me come down here. Is she getting married or something."
"It's a little more surprising." Brooke's voice came from the top of the steps.
"Hey!" Sydney dropped all her stuff on the floor and ran to her sister.
"It's so good to see you." Brooke smiled. "I missed you so much."
"Why are you crying?" Sydney looked at her older sister.
"I missed you I guess." Brooke whimpered and buried her face onto her sister's shoulder.
The doorbell rang again.
"I've never heard the doorbell ring so many times in one day." Brooke wiped her tears fixing her hair a little.
"Delivery for Miss Brooke Davis." The tall man said.
"Just sign for it." Brooke looked at Haley thinking that it was probably something from she ordered off the shopping channel.
"We'll bring them in?" He grunted.
"Sure." Haley opened the door a little more.
There were three delivery men carrying big bunches of sunflowers into her house.
"Oh my," Sydney stood up.
"Thanks." Brooke walked down.
"Glad to be of service." The three said at the same time.
"Brooke who are these from?" Sydney was awe struck. "I mean, I knew were a heartbreaker but I didn't think you were this popular. Who are they from?"
"Lucas." Brooke said nonchalantly. Inside her insides were turning. She couldn't believe how far he was going with this.
"Lucas Scott?" Sydney said. She obviously she knew who he was.
"Yeah." She bit her lip. "Why won't he listen to me."
"Because he is the most stubborn jackass in the world." Haley smiled while she picked up the card. "Here."
Brooke opened the envelope and pulled out the card.
"In all the years I've known Lucas I've never seen him write a card to a girl." Haley beamed.
"Read it?" Sydney asked.
"Did you know?" Brooke said reading what was written in the front of the card. She opened up the card. "Did you know that each sunflower with you at this very moment symbolizes the thirty-six days we were together? Did you know that on the eleventh day Deb caught us buying "the things" in the drugstore?" Brooke's voice cracked. "Did you know that each and every time I see sunflowers I think of you? Did you know that you changed my life? Did you know that I am totally and completely sorry? Did you know that I am going to do anything just to get you back? Did you know that I love you and not Peyton? Did you know that I wake up everyday hoping that you'll smile at me again? Did you know that I love the way you have dimples and that cute little mole on the side of your cheek? Did you know that just seeing you around school makes my day? Did you know that I love the way you're so honest? Did you know that I love how we are not at all a-like? Did you know that I brood just because I love the way you call me Broody? Did you know that the last sunflower in this batch is dead because you're not YET with me? Did you know that time will be turned back just to prove to you that I am sorry? Did you know that when you are reading this I am still thinking of you? Did you know that there are so many things about you that I love that you still don't know about? Did you know that it's always been you?"
"Brooke, look." Sydney showed her that on each of the sunflowers had little pieces of paper stuck to them.
"Day 1: You stayed in my car." Haley read it out loud.
"Okay, stop." Brooke said. "If he really thinks a couple of sunflowers is going to make me forgive him? Then he's got another thing coming."
"When we were little you always used to say that the only way you'd ever forgive a boy was if he gave you a sunflower because," Sydney began.
"A sunflower finds the light in everything that is dark." Brooke finished. "But when you grow up you realize that sunflowers die and you eventually stop trying to find the light."