The past few days had been a complete and total blur. The minutes soon passed into hours, which passed into days. Before Brooke could even realize what was happening, she was standing in front of her bedroom mirror, brushing her chocolate brown hair. Tonight was the night that all of her hard work was going to be put to the test. She'd decided it to be best to simply forget about her feelings for Lucas at the moment. They could only cause problems that she did not want or need right now.
Tonight, Lucas, Brooke, Nathan, Haley, Chris, and Peyton were all going out to dinner together before Chris and Peyton went back to wherever the hell they came from. Brooke was too nervous to remember where on Earth they lived right now. If she and Lucas managed to pull this off, it would be an absolute miracle.
She unplugged her straightening iron and walked into the living room, decked out in a red strapless dress, red heels, and a red Gucci handbag. Brooke stood there nervously, but couldn't help the smile that formed on her face when Lucas tore his eyes away from the television to look at her. His eyes widened just slightly and a smile fell on his lips as well.
"You look stunning." He promised her with a half smirk, turning the tv off and standing up from the couch. Always a gentleman, Lucas grabbed Brooke's coat for her from the closet and slipped it on over her dress. Just the feeling of his fingers on her arm was enough to form goosebumps all over her body.
A bit embarassed, Brooke moved away from his touch and looked over towards Haley's bedroom. "Alright, we're gonna get going!" She called out to her sister, absent mindedly grabbing Lucas's hand and walking them out the door. Things like that had always been natural for them. The pair had always been a bit coupley, but they were hitting an all time high recently.
Hmm, Brooke. Maybe that's because you've got Lucas playing 'husband-to-be' with you. She kept her tiny hand in his larger one while they crossed the busy street and entered the Italian café' which was right down the street. Brooke looked over at Lucas and smiled, adjusting his tie before noticing Peyton's blonde curls run over to them.
"B. Davis!" She greeted, wrapping her one time best friend into a tight hug. Brooke, caught somewhat off guard, returned the hug before pointing to Lucas. "This..Is Lucas.." She said, her eyes locking with his. Brooke had to stop acting so in love with him, didn't she? Well, it iwas/I part of her genuis master plan, wasn't it? So, technically, she had to act all lovey-dovey around him.
Peyton didn't seem to notice a thing as she shook Lucas's hand, grabbing a reluctant Chris, who seemed to be downing every single drink in sight. Lucas stared at Chris for a good long while, trying to figure out what Brooke saw in the guy.
He was too skinny, his hair was too spikey, and he wasn't right for the gorgeous brunette in front of him. No one would ever be good enough for Brooke, but this guy wasn't even remotely close. Once the wave of jealousy passed over him, Lucas smiled and shook Chris's hand.
"It's nice to meet you, man." He practically had to force out, gritting his teeth and forcing a smile onto his face. Never, in his life, had Lucas had such a difficult time being nice to someone. This wasn't just any random person, though. This guy had broken Brooke's heart—His Brooke's heart.
Brooke was able to sense Lucas's hostility and she smiled up at him, getting on her tip toes to quickly peck his lips. "Wanna get me a drink?" She asked, her eyes silently pleading with his to walk away before he said or did something that he was going to regret.
Before Lucas could answer, Peyton spoke, pointing to the bar. "Actually, I need a drink, too." She admitted, linking her arm with Lucas's and leading him to the bar, leaving Brooke alone with her former lover.
Brooke rolled her eyes at Chris, staring at him for a minute. His vision seemed to be focused on her left hand, which was making her more and more uncomfortable by the second. "What the hell are you looking at?" She rudely spit out, nervously crossing her arms over her chest.
Chris grabbed onto her arm and led her over towards an empty hallway where cases of beer and other alchohol were stacked. Brooke leaned her back up against a wall and raised her eyebrows at him, patiently awaiting an answer.
"You're not wearing a ring." He managed out, causing Brooke to follow his vision down towards her left hand. She quickly uncrossed her arms and tucked a stray strand of chocolate colored hair behind her ear, doing anything that she could to avoid eye contact with him.
"..I..Luke's having it custom made." She lied quickly, finally choosing to look up into his eyes. Big, huge mistake, Brooke. The second that she did, Brooke felt their lips collide with one anothers. Unable to think about anything or anyone else, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back just as passionately, pulling him so that there was absolutely no space between them as the kiss continued on.
Lucas, meanwhile, was sitting at the bar with Peyton, laughing at something that she'd said. "No..I get it." He promised her with a grin, taking ahold of Brooke's drink that the bartender had just given him. Lucas scanned the tiny café for any sign of the beauty that he was lucky enough to consider his best friend, frowning just slightly when he didn't find her.
Peyton seemed to be doing the same, in search for her fiancee'. Lucas shook his head, setting his beer down and taking Brooke's Cosmopolitan into both of his hands as he stood. "I'll be right back." He promised Peyton with a warm smile, going off in search for the girl he loved more than anything in the world.
Lucas rounded a corner, but stopped dead in his tracks upon the site before him. Chris and Brooke were in some sort of passionate embrace, kissing. He took a deep breath to steady himself, feeling his heart get ripped out of his chest. With a silent nod of his head, Lucas walked back over to Peyton and set Brooke's drink down onto the counter.
"She's in the bathroom. Said she'd be done in a minute." He assured her, attempting to act like he hadn't seen anything at all. Truth be told, Lucas's heart wasn't only breaking for Peyton, but it was breaking for himself as well. Lucas had stupidly thought that he'd actually had a chance with someone as amazing as Brooke Davis. Yeah..right. Keep dreaming, moron.
