And I don't want you to feel sorry for me

You never gave us a chance to be

July 28, 2005

Lucas ran up the stairs into the room that he had practically lived in for the last two months. "Hey Peyt!" he said as he placed his hands around her torso from the back. She quickly turned around laughing as she pulled out the earphones out of her ears.

"Hey Luke!" she said as she tossed her arms around his neck tightly. "I missed you!" she said softly into his ear as she nudged her head into his neck.

Lucas laughed lightly as he tightened his grasp around her body. "Peyt, I was gone for one day!" This caused her cheeks to become rosy as she looked him in the eye, neither of them moving from their positions. They'd found themselves in this situation several times over the summer, but one of them always broke it up before something happened. This time was different though. Neither of them could find a reason why they should break it up. It felt good. His voice lowered as he leaned into her body lightly touching her ears with his lips. "I missed you too, though." Her body involuntarily shuttered as the words flowed through her ear. The hairs on the back of her neck began to stand as she leaned away from him slightly to look him in the eye. The eyes that she found herself getting lost in, the ones that looked right into her soul, and still loved her anyway,

After silently asking permission with his eyes to kiss her, he leaned forward once again and lowered his lips onto hers softly. Her lips immediately spread apart granting him further access.

The moment thier tongues touched, Peyton's cell phone started to ring, and she jumped back quickly. She grabbed her phone out of her back pocket, planning to hit ignore untill she read the screen.

Brooke.

Her best friend. The girl Lucas had confessed his love to two months ago before she went to California. The girl she'd promised she would never hurt again. She looked up sadly at Lucas' eyes before she took a deep breath and stepped out of his grasp before answering the phone..


"Hey B. Davis!" she said with as much happiness she could muster up. Of all the freaking times she could have called.

"P. Sawyer! You will not believe the news I have to tell you!" Brooke exclaimed excitedly into the phone as Lucas sat down on Peyton's bed with a defeated look on his face. Peyton looked towards him and watched as he rubbed his face and laid down on the bed softly tracing the outline of his lips where hers were only moments before.

"Oh yeah? What would that be?" Peyton asked somewhat side tracked by Lucas's movements.

"I'M COMING BACK TOMORROW!" Brooke practically yelled into the phone causing Lucas to make eye contact with Peyton with anguish consumed in both of their faces. This couldn't be happening. Not again.

"That's great!" Peyton forced out. "I gotta go, Brooke. Call me when you get in tomorrow. We'll celebrate!" Peyton said trying to will herself to look away from the blonde boy in front of her.

"I haven't told you the best part!" Brooke whined at her less than enthusiastic friend.

"What Brooke?" Peyton said trying, but failing, to hide her annoyance with the conversation at hand.

"I'm going to be staying with Luke again!" she screeched happily into the phone as a tear slid down Peyton's face. Lucas's face turned quickly from sadness to confusion. It was obvious to Peyton that he was not aware of the arrangement.

"You're staying with Lucas?" Peyton asked sadly.

"Well, it's not official. But come on, Karen loves me!" Brooke replied with the seemingly obvious answer.

"Right. Gotta go Davis. Love ya!" Peyton said quickly before quickly shutting her phone and running into the bathroom.

"Peyton!" Lucas yelled after her with no response. He sighed sadly as he laid back down on the bed. That did not go well, he thought.

Five minutes later, Peyton reentered the room hoping to find that he'd left, even though she knew better. He was in the exact same spot she left him when she hung up the phone.

"You should leave." she said quickly as she walked to the door and held it open for him.

"Peyt..' he said sadly, pleading with her eyes for her to reconsider, knowing it was hopeless.

"Just go, Luke!" she said firmly. He lowered his head in defeat as he slowly walked out of her room. After hearing her front door open and shut again, she closed her bedroom door and slid to the floor as tears poured out of her eyes.. What had she done?

She grabbed her cellphone off her bedside table, and flipped it open.

"Today didn't happen" she texted into the phone and sent the message. Once it was sent, she shut her phone as sobs took over her body once again.