I Came For You

She stood there not really sure what to say, they both stood there not making eye contact, their relationship was screwed or well it seemed it. Lucas felt bad, he didn't know how to deal with his feelings, he loved her still, but she hurt him, they had both hurt eachother before, but not like this, they weren't inlove before, they were now, things were different. Peyton moved closer to Lucas as tears still ran down her face. "Lucas." She said as he raised his hand cupping her cheek with it. She closed her eyes wishing this moment could last, she felt at peace with Lucas and just everything in her life. Peyton turned away from Lucas, not letting him see that she had begun to really cry, he grabbed her and hugged her.

"What's wrong Peyt?" Lucas asked knowing things were wrong, but not why she was crying.

"Luke.." Peyton said in a low whisper

"Peyton, don't cry." Lucas said as a few tears came to his eyes, he stopped himself from crying though.

"Lucas, I can't stop crying." She said as she whiped a few tears away from her face.

"Why not?" Lucas asked as she hugged her tighter, he couldn't let her hurt like this, he had to protect her.

"Because I hurt you, you don't deserve this, I am so sorry. I need you and I hurt you, you didn't deserve for me to hurt you, Lucas. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." That is all she could manage to get out as she cried

"It's okay Peyton, i'm okay, I need you too, I love you." He told her as he hugged her tightly

"I'm sorry." That was all Peyton could really manage to get out, she was too upset.

"I know, i'm sorry for just leaving the way I did." He told her as he took her over to his bed and both took a seat.

Peyton took a deep breath and stopped crying. She just looked at Lucas and tried to smile alittle bit showing that she was okay. Lucas finally let go of her, they both just kind of sat there not really having anything or really knowing anything to say. "Lucas, will you just hold me?" Peyton asked as she glanced over at him. He nodded and wrapped his arms around her. "I can't let you go, Peyton, I just can't." Lucas told her as he held her. Peyton looked up at him in suprise, she didn't know he still felt that way for her, she was sure he would end up hating her, but instead, he was understanding. Peyton pulled away from the hug and just kind of layed down on his bed, Lucas layed down next to her looking at her wet hair and wet clothes. "You know, you look kind of hot wet." Lucas said to her smiling trying to lighten up the mood. She smiled back at him. "I'm kind of cold." She told him removing the black leather jacket revealing an almost see throuigh white tanktop she didn't change before she had left. Lucas moved a bit closer to Peyton. "I'll warm you up." He told her with a smile. Peyton smlied as she got up from the bed and grabbed the towel. "I'll be right back." She told him as she dissapeared into the bathroom. She quickly removed her clothing, dropping her bra to the floor as she unhooked it, she wrapped the towel around her, she pulled her wet curls up into a messy bun and reappeared in the room. Lucas looked a bit suprised. "Hmm." He said with a slight smirk. "I was cold." She told him as she walked back over to the bed with the towel wrapped around her.