Thanks for all the great reviews, you guys rock! As you requested (and threatened!) I haven't stopped writing and here is the next chapter, Enjoy!
Brooke decided she needed to talk to Lucas, she wasn't really sure what she was going to say, but she couldn't keep all these feelings bottled up inside her for much longer.
On Monday after school the girls had cheerleading practice and the guys had basketball.
"I don't know if I should talk to him about it," said Brooke to Peyton, as they watched Lucas warm up with the rest of the team.
"You should Brooke, just ask him to meet you later or something, you have to do it sooner or later and sooner is better."
"Why?"
"Because the sooner you do, the sooner you guys can get back together and stop flirting quite so outrageously. It's getting a little nauseating," Peyton joked. "Also he's been single for a little while now and other girls are starting to get interested!"
"They are?" asked Brooke, suddenly worried.
"Katie was asking me earlier today what was going on with you two, because she was thinking of moving in there. Of course, it's hard to flirt with a guy when he's constantly staring at some one else," she looked pointedly at Brooke, "and it just so happened that while we were talking about this you guys were looking pretty cosy over by his locker so I think she's given up for now, but if you don't make a move soon the tree hill vultures are gonna swoop down and snap him up!"
Brooke furrowed her brows, "I guess I'll talk to him then, but just cause I am, it doesn't automatically mean we're getting back together, there's still...issues Pey."
"I know," said Peyton quickly, "but you'll get through it, come on Brooke, don't look so nervous, you're just going to talk to him, something you seem to be very comfortable doing at the moment, and you're Brooke, since when do you get nervous anyway, you're like the most confident person I know!"
"You're right," said Brooke, wiping the uncertain expression from her face and smiling at her friend, "what's the big deal?"
She walked over to Lucas, who was doing some practice with Jake, and had just caught a ball. She bounced it out of his hands, and grinned at his fake pissed off expression.
"Don't go anywhere later, kay? I want to talk to you."
"Okay..." Lucas said slowly, wondering what this was about.
She smiled at him and winked, before throwing the ball back and turning on her heel, back to Peyton.
Peyton was smiling, shaking her head, "can you even be near him without flirting?" she asked.
Brooke just grinned.
'Okay,' thought Lucas, 'Brooke wants to talk to me.' Something was up. She obviously had something pretty important on her mind for her to specifically ask him to wait after practice. They had been talking quite recently, what with the fact that both their best friends were pretty occupied with their significant others, and the fact that when Haley wasn't with Nathan, she was hanging out a lot with Brooke too, they had seen quite a lot of each other. And something about the fact that they'd been in a relationship, and both seen the other at their worst, made it easy to talk. When he and Anna had broken up, Brooke was really sweet, and said she'd be there if he ever wanted to talk. He'd taken her up on her offer, and they'd ended up spending half a night on her couch, talking about everything, both of them completely forgetting about Anna. It had reminded him of the first night when Peyton had been drugged, and he'd seen a whole other side to Brooke. Even then when he had been completely involved in his drama with Peyton he had forgotten about it all in that night, and was drawn in by Brooke showing him a little of what she was like underneath. Now he loved how open she was with him, that little by little he was learning more about Brooke Davis, and who she really was. She knew that if she wanted to talk to him, she could just...talk, anytime. He wondered what was so important that she needed to specifically come and ask him. Of course, he could just be totally overreacting, which he often did with Brooke because he turned stuff over so much in his mind that it became a huge thing...'Okay, I'm just going to concentrate on practice, and stop thinking about her,' he thought. Yea, like that was gonna work...
Practice ended and Lucas went and had a shower, and then met Brooke outside.
"Come on," she said as he approached her car in the car park, "we're going for a drive."
He got in and she drove them to the Rivercourt. He raised his eyebrows at her choice of destination but she just shrugged, and got out, wandering over to a picnic table.
He followed her, now very intrigued, and sat down next to her. "So whatsup?" he asked.
"I wanted to talk to you about you and me," she said slowly, "because we talk all the time about loads of stuff, but we never really talk about...us."
"Is there an us?" he questioned, looking at her closely, his heart beginning to beat a little faster.
"Well, that's what I wanted to talk about," she whispered. She looked up at him, "Lucas, we've been through so much crap, and I always thought that we'd never be more than friends again; even when I'd forgiven you, I never thought I could feel the same way about you. But recently...I have been." Lucas continued to stare into her eyes. She licked her lips, and continued, "I've been so confused about what exactly I've been feeling, but I talked to Peyton the other day, and being with you this weekend, I can't deny it anymore. And I don't know if this means if I want to get back together, but I had to tell you because it's been driving me crazy spending time with you and wondering if maybe...maybe we're both feeling the same way." She waited for his reaction, the air was still around them and all she could was her own shaky breathing as she watched his face. Then, suddenly, he had placed a hand on her cheek and was kissing her. His lips moved softly against hers and his thumb caressed her cheek. She felt her mind go blank as she was drawn into it, savouring the feeling of his lips. His tongue begged entrance and she allowed it, deepening the kiss and moaning slightly into his mouth. She had missed this so much. When they broke apart he kept his hand on her cheek, and she rested her forehead against his, biting her lip slightly and opening her eyes to look straight into his.
"Does that answer your question?" he asked, "I think whatever feeling it is that you were trying to explain so very adorably earlier," he dropped his voice and lifted he chin slightly so he was looking right at her, "I feel it too. And whenever you're ready to do something about it, I'll be right here."
She smiled at him, and kissed him softly on the lips. "I'm ready now," she whispered, "we just have to take it slow, okay?"
"Okay," he said.
"Okay," she smiled.
Don't worry it's not over, there's still a few bumps in the road to come (and just some good old Brucas fluff).
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