AN: So Kels, you're officially the first Adam fan here lol. Dont worry guys i promise it will get better. This chapter is a bit boring but it was necessary so i hope you like it anyway. Thanks for all your reviews, they're amazing and i love each and every one of them.

Two drinks, seven songs and many small inane conversations later, Brooke stood out on the terrace to one of the poshest mansions in New York City owned by a knicks Basketball player. Like always, she found herself at an after-game party that seemed to follow every victory the team attained.

Naturally, she would tag along with her boyfriend in courtesy of their relationship and now that he had become her fiancé, she realized it was becoming even more important to share those nights with him, no matter how much she disliked them.

Yes, disliked them. It was incomprehensible for any former Tree Hill student that Brooke Davis, the party Diva, would find her scene elsewhere. But it was true. She was tired of the pretentious aura that seemed to smother those types of events. The smell of alcohol overbearing and the music so loud to the point of threshold. She didn't mind them when she could at least identify familiar friendly faces like the way it was back in high school. Back when she could rely on Peyton's arm and Lucas' car to bring her home safely. She looked around and all she could see were the same rich snobs who qualified as well as strangers…but she was forced into their presence because they were friends of Adam.

She sighed once again realizing how serious things keep becoming every passing day between them. She was almost feeling too committed and the thought was starting to scare her. But she loved Adam, she knew she did. Why was it so hard then? – it was a repeating question in her mind. However, she looked down at her purse and remembered why it was such a hard question.

The feel of his touch was still lingering on her arm and waist were his finger tips brushed against the bare back of her midriff. His voice was still playing in her head like a melody. She hadn't heard the sound of her name being uttered that way in so long.

The music was still blasting from the adjacent room and she tried her best to let the pool view underneath envelope all her sense until all other sounds seized to exist. But it was nothing like the ocean in North Carolina where she could pour her heart out and know that it would hold all her secrets. However and luckily, she tuned out all sounds surrounding her. She watched people crowding the pool area dancing to music that she could no longer hear and other couples who lounged by the bars drinking their lives to oblivion.

A sigh escaped her and she turned away from the scene resting her hip to her side against the rail to the terrace, a half empty glass of wine still in her hand. Suddenly a small smile made its way to her face as she watched a couple walk away from all the mayhem into the quieter garden.

They walked hand in hand and she could tell they were conversing from the way their lips moved as they gazed into each other. She could only guess what they could possibly be talking about, but it didn't matter. Because to them it probably didn't either. Just as long as they were in each others company….that must have been enough.

Her expression faded slowly as she had to stop herself. When has she become the brooding type? Looking so deeply into others and analyzing every aspect of things? Then she remembered, even though she didn't dare utter his name in her mind. God, what was he doing to her? She's already been driven to insanity because of him.

Because of him…..her heart has already experienced both the worst and the best things a heart could ever experience and still…he was controlling all her senses. She never knew something as simple as seeing him again could revive everything with in her. But who was she kidding? Seeing him wasn't a minor or a simple thing. It was scarier and at the same time more exhilarating than anything else that could ever happen to her. She only wished she didn't feel this way, because in the back of her mind….another face stood out.

She suddenly felt two arms wrap around her waist and needn't turn around to see who it was. She was already familiar with them. A look of guilt overshadowed her for a split second before she felt the arms turn her around so she becomes face to face with Adam.

"Hey you" he said caressing her cheek lightly. She just smiled
"hey you yourself" she replied in her whispery tone bringing her arms over his shoulder but at the same time making sure the glass of wine is no where near his shirt.

"Mer told me you've been out here for a while. Something wrong?" a look of concern could be seen on his face only making Brooke's smile grow bigger. He was such a sweetheart. Always looking out for her and knowing what to say and when to say it.

Her smile was then combined with an amused raised eyebrow that always seemed more on the seductive side rather than the comical side

"Since when has Mer actually started tending to her guests?" she gave him a quizzical look and he knew her question was rhetorical so he let out a soft chuckle

"Guess she's been spending a lot of time with you" his arms tightened around her waist and she took in his complement with a flirtatious nod. Only Brooke Davis can make something as simple as a nod flirtatious.

The music suddenly seemed to blast even louder and more people gathered around the big DJ stand grinding and almost groping each other. Brooke and Adam's faces turned to the commotion and Meredith could be seen walking away from the bar with a bottle of what looked like vodka carelessly pouring it in whatever glasses were in her way as she danced to the loud music.

They both laughed watching the scene until Brooke scoffed turning her face towards the outings of the balcony shaking her head and rolling her eyes.
Adam noticed, and burrowed his eyebrows "Listen, I really appreciate you coming along. I know you hate those parties"

She looked up at him. He was much taller than her – a quality he could be applauded upon for being a basketball player.

"I know you'd rather be some place else right now and believe me I don't blame you. But still…so much props for being so great about this" he gave her a genuine smile. His hand gently touching her skin as he slowly ran it up and down her arm. He always felt connected to her but it seemed like it was a one way connection. Her eyes were always looking into his but he could see so many questions and unspoken emotions almost radiating from them.

He knew she had a rough past and never dared to ask her about it. If he learned anything about Brooke it was that she was the most open, most amazing person anyone can ever meet once she puts her guard down, but she also liked to keep certain things to herself. And her past was one of them.

"It's fine. And who says I don't like parties. You obviously haven't seen me in high school have you?" she teased poking his chest with her index finger
He gave her a look that she knew too well and she knew she had to give in "Alright alright…" she sighed still with a smile "I hate being here…" she confessed and he nodded proud to have let it out of her with the least effort
"but.." she stopped him before he could say anything placing a finger on his lips "you're here right?...so this is where I wanna be too" she told him in her seductive yet genuine whispery voice

A warm smile made its way to his lips before they came down crashing into hers. She closed her eyes allowing his tongue entrance as she felt his arms wrap more around her waist, one of them slowly tracing her back until it reached her cheek.
"I love you" he whispered in her ears hugging her tightly and she just smiled

"love you too" after a short pause, she buried herself in his arms, her chin on his shoulder and whispered those words back. But her lips quivered and silent tears seemed to escape her eyes as she uttered those words and she knew they weren't happy tears. They were tears of confusion, guilt, heartbreak, and most of all…..tears of longing for the past

Hopefully it wasnt as boring as i said it was going to be lol. Please R&R

Next: Brooke has to make a decision and her heart and mind are in a competition