Chapter 11. Drink and Dance

Brooke and Lucas were still having fun in the little café. They were there for almost two hours now, just playing some pool and drinking a few beers. Well, more then a few. Brooke was feeling a little light headed but when she looked at the boy next to her she knew he was totally out of it.

Lucas took a big gulp of his beer and wiped some of it off his mouth with the back of his hand. He felt great.

This was the first time he drank this much and the feeling of his head spinning did not bothered him at all. It was like nothing mattered anymore; he forgot all his problems and he would do anything without thinking twice about it. He finished his beer and turned around, his eyes focused on the girl in front of him.

He smiled at her and she smiled back. "What?" She giggled when she saw him staring at her.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds and looked down. Even when he was drunk, Brooke could make him blush. "It's nothing."

"So Lucas, are you having fun or what?"

He nodded his head excitedly. "Yeah! I'm having a blast!"

"Good."

"What about you?"

"Oh I'm good. This if fun so far, but you know what would be better?" She got up from her stool and placed her two hands on his knees and leaned in "going dancing in this amazing club I know."

He agreed by nodding slightly with his eyes closed, still feeling her breath in his face. He had no idea how much effect she had on him. "That sounds good." He whispered and then leaned in to give her a long, passionate kiss.

After two minutes of passionately making out, they stopped to catch their breath. Both wanted more right then right there, but they knew they couldn't. Not in this place. She took his hand and walked out of the café with him following her.

They took a cab and all they did was making out in the back seat. The cab driver was slightly uncomfortable and even asked a few times for them to stop but they didn't listen. They were both too lost in each other. Listening to the cab driver was the last thing on their list of things to do right now. His hands were all over her body and she loved the feeling she got when he touched her.

Lucas was enjoying himself too. He wasn't quite sure if it was the alcohol but he knew for sure that the girl next to him made him feel like he was floating on air. Either way, he didn't care. He was not acting like himself. Brooke brought out a totally different side of him. He placed his hands on places they had never been and he knew that he was being a horny guy right now, but he didn't mind at all.

By hearing Brooke moan softly Lucas knew she didn't mind either.

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They entered the club hand in hand, hearing the loud music and feeling the heat in their faces. Brooke took directly to the bar, winking and flirting with the bartender so she would get her drinks without shaving to show him her ID. Lucas watched how she gave the bartender a dimpled smile and blew him a hand kiss before turning to him.

"Do you want some of this amazing… Stuff?" She giggled cause she had no idea what was in the drinks.

He shrugged his shoulders coyly and took the glass, downed it in one large gulp and placed it with a loud bang on the bar table. Raising a perfectly curved eyebrow, she hesitated for a second and then drank her drink. She could feel the alcohol burning in her throat. This was some pretty strong stuff.

"Wanna dance?" She said in that hoarse whisper that he loved so much. He nodded his head and that was the only sign she needed. Brooke pulled him out to the center where they were forced to dance so close they were literally on top of each other. He looked her deeply in the eyes as he placed his hand on her back and the other around her waist.

They danced for a while in a way she even didn't know was possible. It was the most intense, passionate dance she ever had. Their eyes locked the entire time and their lips were inches away, which made it very hard not to kiss him, though it would definitely ruin the moment. She pressed her body against his as she felt his hand slide down from her back. When his hand came down to her thigh and then slowly made it's way up her short skirt she didn't protest. In fact she egged him on, using her free hand to grip his side, pulling him even closer.

She couldn't take it anymore, the teasing was driving her slowly insane. She kissed him passionately on the lips and he eagerly responded as his hands got tangled in her dark locks.

When the kiss that left them both breathless ended, they locked their eyes once again. Lucas was the first to speak. "I want to get out of here."

Brooke was slightly surprised by his statement but she had to admit she couldn't agree more. "Where do you want to go?"

He shook his head. "I don't care. As long as contains you, me and a free bedroom." He whispered in her ear, making her shiver.

She grinned at him and kissed him once again before taking his hand and leading him to the exit doors.

She was so getting laid tonight.

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"Fuck! Lucas!" Brooke groaned.

It was not because she and Lucas were having hot and steamy sex, but because he was lying on her bed.

Sleeping.

She threw her hands in the air and putted her hands over her face. This was not happening to her tonight.

When she suggested to go to her place and he agreed, they could barely make it upstairs without ripping each others clothes off.

Because she drank so much, she had to go to the toilet so fucking bad. Why did girls always have to go to the bathroom and boys didn't? It took every urge of her to stop the kissing and the foreplay she enjoyed so much.

When she was ready she looked into the mirror one more time before going back to the room. She applied some lipgloss and whispered a "perfect" before heading back to Lucas.

Who was waiting on her. Asleep.

The Jackass.

She crawled next to him in the bed, putting the covers over her head. She sighed deeply and tried to wake up Lucas one more time, poking him in the back but it wasn't working at all.

This was probably the first time he got smashed so she would let him sleep. For now.

Tomorrow he would wake up with a huge hangover and a painful headache and then she could stick out her tongue and say "Payback's a bitch!"

After trying to fall asleep for an hour or so, she decided that she couldn't sleep with a spinning head and a upcoming headache.

She grabbed her cellphone from the night side table and checked if she had any text messages or missed calls.

She had one voicemail.

When she heard Nathan's voice, she rolled her eyes.

"Hi Brooke, it's Nathan. I'm calling you right now because I thought about some things you said to me earlier. You were right, I forgot how great Peyton is and I'm really starting to fall for her all over again…" Tossing back her head Brooke laughed. Jeez, this guy was ridiculous.

"But when I saw her laughing, I missed those dimples in her cheeks that you have. When she hates something she doesn't do the 'scrunching your nose thing' that you do when you hate something. I am calling you in the middle of the night because I'm fucking too scared to say this in your face… I want you Brooke. Not Peyton." That brought her laughter to a quick halt.

Shit!

She was in deep trouble.

Damn those dimples.

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"Where-Where am I? And why does my head hurt so much?"

Brooke, who was laying next to him casually smoking a cigarette, turned her head around and only said two words "shut up."

When Lucas smelled the smoke he made a face in disgust. "Why the hell are you smoking?"

She blew out the smoke in his face. "Because I want to."

Poor Lucas looked like a lost little boy. "What is wrong with you?"

Brooke turned her head around quickly "Me? What is wrong with me? I'm not the one who got drunk last night and then fell asleep on my bed while I was away for two fucking minutes!" She hissed as she flashed him an evil glare.

She was not only pissed at Lucas; the Nathan voicemail was bothering her more than it should.

"You should go. I have some better things to do than wait for your headache to leave. You have a hangover dude, deal with it."

He stepped out of the bed, covering his half naked body with the sheets. "I don't exactly remember what happened last night but you sure seem upset."

That was the final straw.

"Upset!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. "I'm not fucking upset! I could care less about you and your fucking feelings. All I wanted was getting some good fuck last night and you ruined it! Now get out of my house before I kick your bony ass out of it."

He seemed shocked as he blinked a few times. She didn't mean to sound so rude but she just blurted the whole thing out. She couldn't think straight right now. Lucas didn't deserve this and she was already feeling guilty.

She sighed and flicked her cigarette out on the carpet before stepping on it with her foot. "I'm sorry Lucas. I didn't mean any of it."

"Oh I'm pretty sure you did." He snorted.

She shook her head. "No I didn't. I'm just hungover like you and my head hurts and I just want to be alone right now, before we have to go to school. I'm sorry, I'll call you later ok? We are already late, we missed first period."

It seemed like he was not giving in for a few seconds but he soon caved "Fine."

He walked out the room leaving Brooke behind to think about everything that had happened in the last twenty four hours.

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