Thank you to everyone who's reviewed! I love reading them, Mrs O-town, yeah coursework does suck, and don't even talk mo about a-levels! I'm so not looking forward to them! And l-a-c-18, I'm afraid Brooke might have let the girls get to her just a little bit...
Here's a new chapter for you guys, it's pretty long so I hope you enjoy it. I realised I never really explained when this story is set. I haven't seen series 2 because I'm in england, but I know most of the stuff that happens, and this is set vaguely a little while after where you guys in America are now. So basically, Jake's back, Anna and Felix have happened, Brooke's gotten poor etc. But if there are any things that really don't work then just assume its AU!
Enjoy!
Lucas walked into the locker room before basketball that day to the sound of his name.
"So I hear Lucas is banging Brooke again," he heard some guy say.
"Dude, that's my brother, and no, they just got back together, it doesn't mean he's 'banging' her,"
Lucas smiled as he heard Nathan's response. They were in the row of lockers behind his, so he heard them continuing their conversation as he got out his kit.
"Whatever man, but if I was him, I'd be screwing her the first chance I got, she is HOT! I heard from Drake that she's an awesome lay."
Lucas clenched his fists. He hated hearing people talk about Brooke like that, but he was almost used to it. When he'd first dated her, he'd been congratulated by guys he barely knew, a week later however, they'd all seem pretty pissed off with him when they realised he wasn't simply going to screw her and then leave herandgiveone of thema chance. Since they'd broken up though, he didn't hear Brooke's name as much in guy's conversations, now she was no longer pulling her 'new week, new guy' routine.
He caught the tail end of a sentence as he came round the corner of the lockers, fully changed.
"I just wish I'd got with her when I had the chance." The guy's grin dropped as he saw Lucas.
"Lucas... hey man. Um, I heard you were back with Brooke, I hope it works out for you guys this time."
'Sure you do,' Lucas thought, but said instead, "Thanks," and laughed at Nathan rolling his eyes behind the guy's head.
Lucas drove over to Brooke's house when practice had finished. The cheerleaders had had practice too, but had finished a little earlier, and Brooke had let them leave. She gone over to Lucas, who was doing push ups with the rest of the team, and had just had time to crouch down and ask him to come over later before Whitey had yelled at her to stop distracting his players.
Lucas got out of the car and knocked on the door, which was answered by Brooke, wearig tracksuit bottoms and a black vest top. She grinned when she saw who it was, and kissed him briefly before pulling him inside.
"So what do you wanna do?" Lucas asked her, as they made they way through her hall into the living room.
"Well, I did come up with one idea," Brooke said suggestively, raising her eyebrows, "but we'll need to talk about that and stuff first, so for now…wanna watch some TV?"
Lucas narrowed his eyes, wondering what she meant by talk about 'that and stuff,' but he agreed to her offer, and they sat down on the couch to watch TRL, but Brooke changed it after five minutes to West Wing, and the changed it again to Dawson's Creek.
"Ah, Dawson's Creek," she said with a contended sigh, "nothing beats it for teen angst and drama!"
"What, you don't have enough of that in your life already?"
"Yeah but this is so much better because it's not happening to me. And if a storyline doesn't work out the way you want I to you can just forget it ever happened! Life isn't quite that easy," she said, her voice dropping so it was almost inaudible at the end.
Lucas heard it however, and stiffened at her reference to her own heartbreak. She felt it and gave him a small smile, "sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound so serious."
He rubbed her shoulder with the hand that was wrapped around her, and kissed the top of her head.
"I'm sorry," he whispered into her hair, "for everything that I did to you."
She just nodded slightly, and laid her head against his shoulder.
Later, when Dawson's Creek had ended, some other crappy show had come on and they'd stopped concentrating and started talking. Now they were sitting against opposite ends of the couch, with their feet intertwined in the middle, and Brooke was laughing at Lucas' description of when his mum had taken him and Haley to Disneyland for his seventh birthday.
He finished the story and grinned at her giggles, then picked up one of her feet and began rubbing it gently, giving her a foot massage.
"Oh my god, and I didn't even have to ask! You're the best," Brooke leant her head back in delight.
He laughed, "I know," then began to tickle her foot furiously. She whipped it away from him, shouting, "NO WAY Lucas, tickling in any form is totally against the rules!" Brooke was extremely ticklish, as Lucas had found out a while a go and often used to his advantage.
"What rules?" he laughed.
"The rules you haveto obey if you ever want to touch me!"
He pouted, "Fine," and she glared at him, burying her foot firmly beneath his legs.
There was a moment of contented silence before Brooke asked something she'd been trying not to think about since that afternoon in the bathroom.
"Lucas, do people think you're too good for me?"
"What? What do you mean?" asked Lucas, surprised by her question.
"I mean, with my reputation and everything, do people think you could do better, like, the other guys and stuff?"
"Brooke, where an earth did you get that idea?"
"Just, some people do," Brooke muttered, not wanting to admit she'd let what a load of younger girls thought get to her.
"Of course they don't, Brooke, the other guys all think you're too good for me! Hello, you're 'Brooke Davis,'" he said.
"Yeah, 'Brooke Davis' super slut and cheer-bitch," she retorted.
"No! 'Brooke Davis' the really really hot Cheerleading captain. Pretty much every guy in this school wants you."
"Yeah, and, like, half of them have had me!"
Lucas gave her a look, "Come on, when was the last time you actually slept with a random guy from school?"
"I dunno, before we went out before, so like a year ago."
"Exactly, guys don't have as long a memory for all of this stuff as girls, according to them, you're like this untouchable goddess, and I'm the one that got lucky, not you," he gave her a little smile, "and besides, what does it matter? I know that I'm lucky to have you."
She smiled at him, and gave him a kiss.
"So, does that mean Nathan's lost his reputation too?"
"What do you mean?"
"As a player, if your saying guys forget this kind of stuff, then I guess his whole getting married stunt blew that one."
"Yeah that's true actually. He isn't really the locker room king anymore."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Um…guy phrase."
"O…kay."
"Actually people used to think you and Nathan would get together."
"Oh my god we'd make such a good couple! I never really thought of that before…"
"Hey!" Lucas hit her playfully, "What about me?"
"Well you know, like you said, if I'm really way too good for you I should think about upgrading," she joked.
"Ok, I take back what I said…and what? Nathan's better than me?"
She pretended to think it over.
"This is taking you too long to answer," he began to tickle her and she screamed.
"Lucas Scott get off of me NOW! What did I tell you!" she squealed in between laughing.
"Not until you answer…and it had better be the right answer!"
"Ok, ok, I give, you're better than Nathan!"
He grinned and stopped tickling her, "Correct." She was still holding his wrists from when she'd tried to pull him off, and now she pulled them back around her waist, and then placed her own hands around his neck. He smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her. She felt his hand move down to her hips and graze the bare skin under her top. She lay back on the couch, pulling him with her. The kiss became more heated as she pushed her tongue further into his mouth, and his hands moved higher up her body. She slid her own under his T-shirt, finding his skin hot. He was just about to undo the clasp of her bra beneath her when she pulled away from him suddenly, breathing heavily.
"I'm sorry," he said quickly, sitting up, unsure of what he'd done wrong.
"No, it's not you. I just thought…after what almost happened last time…maybe we shouldn't rush this," Brooke said haltingly, looking nervous about his response.
"You're right, I'm sorry, I hadn't really meant for that to happen," he smiled sheepishly, "I want us to take things slow this time."
She nodded, relieved he agreed.
"But, hey," she sad, shrugging, "it doesn't mean we can't make out!" She leant towards him once more but he laid a finger on her lips, stopping her.
"I think you're underestimating how hot you are," he laughed.
"Oh don't be such a guy," she said, "You can take a cold shower later."She placed a hand on his cheek and kissed him passionately. She felt him laugh against her mouth, falling backwards so he was lying on the couch again, his arms encircling her waist, kissing her back.
The rest of the week passed uneventfully. The gossip about Brooke and Lucas died down, and they spent the days blissfully in each others company…or, as blissfully as their hectic lives allowed.On Friday theywent with their friends to the Rivercourt after school. Felix was having a party at his house, but he'd been less than nice to Brooke since he'd found out about her and Lucas, so they all weren't going to show solidarity for their friend.
Lucas, Jake and Nathan were throwing a ball around, waiting for Skillz and the rest of Lucas' old friends to turn up so they could play a game. Peyton, Haley and Brooke were sitting on the picnic table, discussing Felix.
"I mean, it's not like I expected him to be happy about it, it's not like we were ever really friends…"
"Although you did have the benefits," Haley interrupted.
Brooke justrolled her eyesat her, and continued, "but he could be happy for me, or at the very least not show open hostility to me!"
"He was going on to some guy in my math class about how fucked up you were, apparently you have a load of issues Brooke!" Peyton laughed, "I mean, more than even I thought you did!" she joked, and Brooke hit her playfully.
"Just ignore whatever he says," Haley said, "He's just a jealous prick."
"Wise words tutor-wife," Brooke said.
"Oh my god, please don't say your starting that again!" Haley groaned as she heard her nickname.
"I almost forgot about it," Brooke said, "Did you notice I've even been calling you Hales, must be Lucas' influence," she muttered as an aside.
"Yeah I did notice, and I was very happy about it!"
"Well now I've remembered, and it's back!"
Haley groaned and Peyton laughed.
"You can't laugh, Goldilocks," Haley said, using Brooke's name for Peyton that she knew she hated, "or is it 'fake-blonde' this week?"
Peyton hit her, and Brooke giggled, "I don't see why everyone hates them, it's a great honour to get a nick-name from me!"
"No it's not," Peyton retorted, "you call everyone my a different name!"
"And not everyone hates it either," Haley said, "I swear the first time you called Lucas 'broody' after you guys broke up I thought he'd never stop grinning!"
Peyton laughed, and Brooke smiled to herself.
The guys finally got their game started as the others arrived, and Mouth came and commentated on the bench, looking very happy amidst all the girls. Each girl cheered enthusiastically for her respective boyfriend, until Skillz complained that it wasn't fair, and so then they just cheered enthusiastically for everyone. When Lucas scored the last three-pointer however, Brooke couldn't help but jump up and throw her arms around him (though admittedly she probably would have done that when the game ended anyway: she hadn't touched him in at least half an hour!). He kissed her until Nathan yelled at them to get a room, and they broke apart, smiling. He kept an arm round her as they all said goodbye, everyone drifting off to their cars or starting to walk home together.
"I'm gonna go home and sleep," said Brooke, turning to face Lucas once more, "cause I'm really, really tired, but I'll see you tomorrow right?"
"Definitely," he said, "I'm taking you out."
Brooke raised her eyebrows.
"Except I'm a little broke, so…is a movie good?"
She laughed, "A movie is perfect, anything with you," she said, not quite managing to keep a straight face at her cheesy words.
Lucas laughed, "Okay, but come over in the afternoon and we can hang out."
"Okay, I'll see you then." She kissed him again, and then made her way to her car, glancing over her shoulder at him just once and giving him a flirtatious smile when he caught her looking.
Next up: a little kissing, a little talking, and a date!
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