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Brooke paced outside in the waiting room. This was ridiculous how long could it take. Karen had fallen asleep about ten minutes ago but Brooke wanted to be awake when it was over. She finally came to the point where she had to sit down. The longer she sat, the more anxious she became. Now Brooke was starting to question her decision about kissing Lucas. It had been impulsive just like everything she did. Brooke Davis couldn't handle it when things were too predictable and boring. But thinking it over, it had been a pretty stupid thing to do. She had created a potentially awful situation. This wasn't some random guy she kissed. This was her best friend. If he did not feel the same way she might have jeopardized eighteen years of friendship over one kiss. She would always feel awkward around him, knowing that he was aware of her feelings and he would constantly feel bad for hurting her. Thinking back on that moment, though it didn't feel like their relationship would ever come to that.
"Not that I didn't enjoy it," Lucas words flashed through her mind. Even after analyzing every detail, scrutinizing everything she could have done differently she was happy that she did it. Because even if her worst case scenario did come true at least she knew she had tried. It was better than wondering "what if" or "what could have been". Of course those questions could come up if this damn operation failed. God, what was taking so long? In all her years of watching ER and General Hospital it always seemed so quick. But now, every minute going by felt like an hour and she was starting to get really tired. She bolted back up. She was not going to fall asleep. But maybe just for a few minutes.
"Excuse me, miss but you are here for a Lucas Scott correct?" Brooke nodded and tried to move over. This guy was creepy and was way too close.
"Yes, why do you have any news on him? Is he Ok?"
"Actually, I would like to speak to his mother first, do you know where she is?"
"I'm right here," Karen said walking out of the bathroom, "and anything you can say in front of me, you can say in front of Brooke."
"Well, I am happy to inform you that your son's surgery was a success," The doctor started to explain in more detail but that was all she had wanted to hear. He was fine. Brooke jumped out of her seat and tried to see if there was a way to butt into the conversation. But the doctor was going on and on so she just had to disturb them.
"So can I go into see him or not," she asked cutting him off. Patience was never her strong point among other things.
"You may but he has been through a lot, so I wouldn't expect him to be very talkative." Brooke didn't care she just wanted to see him. But as she reached the door, she realized she had no idea what she wanted to say to him. It was too late to turn back now so she pushed open the door. He looked up as she bounded toward him and flung his arms around his neck, accidentally elbowing him in the stomach.
"Ow, Cheery that hurt," he winced, still sore from surgery.
"Oh my God I am so sorry. I totally didn't mean to,"
He laughed. "Brooke, stop worrying. I'm fine. Although if you really want to make me feel better you could always kiss me again."
"Funny," she blushed. She was never going to live that down.
"So are we going to have that talk now," he croaked his voice a little strained.
"Lucas you just got out of surgery. Right now you should rest. I don't think it is the best time to have this conversation." Brooke said. Maybe by the time he woke up she would know what to say.
"Really cause I think it is the perfect time." He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her gently. He pulled away slowly.
"Brooke I have felt this way for so long."
"Me too," she whispered.
"I love you Brooke Penelope Davis. I have never been more sure of anything in my life."
She didn't know what to say. Scratch that. She knew what should say but didn't know if she could. She hardly knew what love was. Sure, she had seen the movies where the boy and girl fall madly in love and then live happily ever after. In real life though, what examples did she have of love? Her parents didn't love her and they loved each other even less. But staring into his eyes at that moment she too knew what love was.
"I love you too Lucas Eugene Scott,"