Brooke's POV:

Not everyone is lucky enough to experience their first love as such a young age. I not only consider it amazing, but I consider it a blessing. I mean how many people get to say they fell in love at 17? I do, and let me tell you, I fell hard.

I first met Lucas during my sophomore year at Tree Hill High. He was one of those people who you had seen every day, but never really paid any attention to. Let's just say he wasn't the most popular person. He was, and still is best friends with Haley James, but we will come back to her later. Anyway, I will admit that during that time in my life, I was a very shallow person. Don't get me wrong, I care deeply about my friends and family, but the main reason I did not associate with Lucas was because of the fact that he was not popular. That all changed when he joined the basketball team. His half-brother, Nathan, was the star of the basketball team and dating my best friend, Peyton Sawyer. Lucas and Nathan had the same father, Dan Scott, who can be summed up in one word. Ew. Anyway, Lucas was raised by his mother while Nathan was raised by his jackass of a father. So needless to say, Lucas was the much more sensitive, sincere one, even though they were both hot. As soon as Lucas joined the basketball team, I felt an immediate attraction to him, and I had a feeling from the beginning that this was more than a crush...much more.

Lucas' POV:

I was always a person who kept to myself. I had a few good friends, and that was all I could ask for. I had loved basketball my whole life, but I never had any interest in joining the team, because of who else? Nathan. We are half-brothers but we weren't raised that way. He was taught to hate me, while I didn't even know who he was until I was 13. Anyway, during my sophmore year, after much consideration, I joined the Tree Hill Ravens. It didn't start off easy because Nathan and his friends decided to make it their own personal mission to make my life a living hell. I was ready to quit, but my best friend Haley talked me out of it. And I owe her my life for it. Because once I joined the Tree Hill Ravens, Brooke Davis, the head cheerleader, actually gave me the time of day. I've never even thought of dating a cheerleader, but Brooke was different. From the moment I laid eyes on her I knew she was different.

General POV:

Lucas was standing at his locker when Brooke came over to him.

"Hey Superstar. I was wondering if you wanted to grab a bite to eat later?"

Lucas was still trying to recover from the shock from the fact that Brooke had just asked him out. He had been waiting for this for months.

"Uh sure Brooke. I'd love to."

"Great. I'll meet you here after school.

"Okay." Lucas glanced at the clock. T-5 hours until the most important date of his life.

3 months later:

Lucas walked down the halls of Tree Hill looking for his girlfriend of 43 months, Brooke. He could not get over how much he liked her. He wasn't ready to take the fateful step to love yet, but he knew he was well on his way. Everyone kept telling him that it wasn't going to last because Brooke was never one to keep a boyfriend for longer than a month, but Lucas refused to believe that. He knew she was different, and that's all that matters. His face lit up as he saw Brooke approaching him. She walked up to him and gave him a soft kiss. He felt his whole body tingle. Every kiss was just like their first.

"Hey boyfriend."

"Hey Cheery."

"So I know we had plans later on but Peyton's been really shaken up ever since the whole thing with her dad's boat so I was won-

Lucas cut her off.

"Brooke, don't worry about it. I understand. You wanna be there for Peyton, like you always are. That's one of the things I love about you."

Both of them tensed up at Lucas' mention of the word "love" but neither said anything.

"Thanks, Luke. I'll make it up to you." She walked away with a wink.

Later at Luke's house:

Brooke had just come over from Peyton's house. She and Lucas were lying on his couch flipping through the channels, neither one caring what they watched, as long as they were together. Lucas knew he was in love with her, and he wanted nothing more than to tell her, and now seemed as good a time as any.

"Brooke?"

She didn't answer.

"Brooke? Anyone home?" he asked as he waved his hands in front of her face.

"Wha- oh sorry Luke. I was just thinking about some stuff…guess I zoned out."

"What were you thinking about?"

He noticed Brooke bite her bottom lip, which she usually only did when she was upset.

"Brooke? What's wrong?"

"Nothing Luke. Don't worry about it."

"No Brooke. Something's bothering you, I can tell. What's going on?"

"You should have seen Peyton earlier, Luke. She was a mess. I haven't seen her that upset since her mom died.

Flashback: (Brooke's POV)

"Peyton, where are---) Then I saw her. She was slumped against her bedroom wall with her head in her hands, sobbing.

"Pey?"

Peyton looked up at me and simply shook her head. I sat down next to her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Peyton just shrugged her shoulders. I knew she would tell her…she just had to calm down first, so I waited. Finally Peyton started to talk.

"I was so close to losing my dad Brooke, so close."

" I know Pey, but you didn't."

"Yeah but Brooke, he's all I've got left."

"Yes, he's the only family you have left, but you have me, Lucas, and even Haley."

"You're right, I do. But what happens if something happens to him…for real. I wouldn't be able to take it…I just wouldn't. I-I.." Then Peyton broke down. I mean really broke down.

"Oh Pey, come here." I took her in my arms as we slowly rocked back and forth and I stroked her hair.

End Flashback

"And I promised her I wouldn't leave until she was okay, so that's when I came here." Brooke now had tears streaming down her face.

"Brooke, she'll be okay. I know Peyton, she's a strong girl."

"I know Luke…I know."

"You're such a good friend to her and a wonderful girlfriend to me, and you know what?"

"What?"

"I love you Brooke Davis."

Brooke immediately got tears in her eyes but she knew she had only one response.

"I love you too Lucas Scott. You're it for me."

A/N: More? Or should I keep it a one shot? Let me know!