Thanks for the reviews! I really appreciate them all. It's been about a week since the last update. Not too bad. Please R/R!

I don't own any of the characters.

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A few weeks later, Brooke had made a full comeback. At least on the outside. On the inside? Not so much. She had trusted Felix, but it's not like they were dating, right?

"Ahhh, I haven't had sex in weeks, it's killing me." Brooke complained. "It's really hard."

Peyton let out a huff under her breath. "There's more in the world then sex, Brooke."

"I know, there's just that secure feeling that you have with a guy when he's holding you." Brooke said compassionately. "I don't know, I just feel safe."

Peyton rolled her eyes. "You don't need a guy, you're just fine on your own."

"No, that's the problem Peyt. I'm not fine. I'm feeling like shit actually, and...I don't know, I've just never felt this way before. It's like, the only thing I was good at, the only thing I have ever been good at is guys, and now?" Brooke replied. "Now what am I good at?"

"Look, it's easy to fall into Felix's trap. He's smooth, I get that." Peyton told her, truly caring about her friend. "You just can't, you can't trust someone like that."

"I don't, it's just--," Brooke stopped mid-sentence. It was Felix. He walked up to her with that confident smile. In his hand was a red rose. His smile slowly dropped when he approached her, and he seemed to become worried. Would she accept his apology? He motioned for her to stand, and she did without a word. He wrapped her arms around her, and for a second, Brooke felt pure happiness. Or was it?

"Brooke," He whispered in her ear. "Take me back?" Felix questioned. He backed up from her, unsure of himself.

Brooke looked into his eyes, down at the rose, and back into his eyes. Her wit came back. "If I remember correctly," she started, "We never officially dated. So why the sudden attention?" she said sarcastically. "Did the whore dump you? Because if she did, she really has a good head on her shoulders." She said, knowing she would probably regret it later. "Am I a rebound, because you have to know, I don't play that game."

"Rebound? No Brooke. What are you talking about? She didn't mean anything to me. You... you mean something to me." He replied, finally spitting it out. "I care about you."

"Then why have we never dated? Why haven't you wanted me for more then just a sex object?" She broke away from his arms. "Why?" she repeated.

Felix laughed. "I wasn't the one who made the agreements, girl."

Brooke let out a giggle, the first real giggle since she found out about Felix lying to her. "Oh, right, I remember that. I might just have to dig that up, put you in your place." She said, with a slight smile. This is they way she wanted it to be. Or did she?

Felix took her hand and laced his fingers with hers. "Tonight?" he whispered in her ear, "What about tonight?"

Brooke could only nod. He broke away from her hand, and gave her the rose. "For you." Felix told her. "And only for you." He winked at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Bye, I'll see you tonight." He left.

Brooke could barely move, let alone talk. What she wanted to do to him. Oh, what she wanted to do to him. To be with him, to touch him...to be touched. Tonight would be the night. Brooke pondered on her relationship with Felix. Would they ever date? Would she still feel like this? Would it always be...friends with benefits? She wanted more, she knew she wanted more. But did he want more? Did he want to be with--.

Her best friend's yelling interrupted her thoughts. "Brooke! Brooke! Hello," she continued once she received Brooke's full attention. "Best friend, right here." Peyton pointed to herself, feeling a little angry Brooke wouldn't give her the juicy details. "What happened, what's up with you and Felix?"

"Nothing." Brooke replied, knowing that Peyton could see right through her.

"Next time you try to lie to me, make sure I'm not five feet away." She said, with slight sarcasm in her voice. Brooke knew she wasn't mad.

"I'll be sure to do that."

"So," she started again, after a short pause. "Give me the info. What's the deal with Felix?"

Brooke gave her a look. The look that only true best friends can give each other. This look can say a thousand words.

"You like him, don't you?" Peyton questioned her friend, sure of the answer.

"Yeah, I do."

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The next morning, Brooke woke up with a jolt. She looked beside her. Felix. Last night had been beautiful. Something that would come out of a movie. She could hear him breathe. Brooke loved to watch him sleep. She never came right out and told him, but there were times when he stayed the night, and she would just watch him.

Felix gradually awoke from his sleep. "Hey, girl." Felix said, softly kissing her on her lips. "Have a good night?"

"The best." Brooke said as she jumped on top of him, kissing up and down his neck. "You know, I really could get used to this." She said moving down to his stomach.

"Brooke, I love you."

Brooke stopped immediately. "You what?" She questioned, not quite making eye contact. Those three words meant everything to her. She had wanted to hear those three words for so long. How come it wasn't having the desired effect?

"I love you. I just wanted to tell you. I mean, you don't have to say anything back. Just, for a long time all I have been to you is a...friend. And I want more. So it's up to you, Brooke." Felix said, suddenly forming atoughness."Take it, or leave it."

Brooke slowly rolled off of Felix. "I love you, too." Brooke managed to get out. But was it the truth? She didn't know. It was all hitting her too fast. She stared up at her ceiling. They just made up yesterday, and now they are saying 'I love you'. Brooke knew the truth. But she couldn't say.

"You don't know how happy I am to hear you say that." Felix said, honestly pleased. "How about I take you out on a date, a true date. Does tomorrow work for you?" he said while he got out of her bed.

Brooke was again at a loss for words. She just nodded.

"Great." He said, collecting his clothes. "Pick you up at, let's say, 8:00?"

"Um, sure. That would be...nice." Nice? What the hell was she saying?

"Alright, babe." Felix said, sliding his finger across her lips. "See you then."

In a flash, he was gone. But Brooke was ecstatic. She had a feeling this was going to work out. Was that feeling wrong?

A/N: Yeah, I know. Absolutely no Brouth. But please R/R anyway!