"Luke! Let's go! We are going to be late!"
"Hold up, pretty girl. I am coming."
Just then Lucas rounded the corner, he was wearing dress pants and a button up shirt. He hadn't worn a tie because he didn't even know what this was. She had invited him out, but was he ready? He thought he was, he wanted to be but….
"Lucas Scott, you look so handsome!"
"Brooke, you never fail to take my breath away"
They walked towards each other and hugged each other tightly, "Luke, I am so glad we are doing this." Lucas looked into her eyes and then whispered in her ear, "Me too, pretty girl. Me too."
In typical Brooke fashion, she had arranged for a limo to come and pick them up. When they stepped inside the luxurious mode of transportation, Luke couldn't help but be impressed. There was champagne, beer, hard liquor, mints, and chocolates all for them. He stared at Brooke as she smiled back at him. He felt himself getting a warm feeling inside and it brought him back to the past.
"Lucas, we really need to stop this," Peyton said.
"I know, I know. We will, but for now, can't you just let it be and let me kiss you?" Lucas said with a devious smirk.
Peyton leaned in close and grabbed his hand with hers and with the other, she pulled his head closer to hers. She ran her hand along his face and down his jawline. Peyton put her finger on his lips, leaned in, and whispered, "we are doing none of that until this situation is under control." She pulled back to look in his eyes, his lust-filled, disappointed eyes.
"Ugh, fine! You do realize you are going to kill me, don't you?" He said while making his way out of her bedroom.
Two weeks later:
"I love her Peyton, I do! You and me, we have tension and history, but me and Brooke? We have a present. A here and now, something really special. You are my girl, I will always love you, but I am in love with Brooke. I am sorry!"
"You said you wanted this, you wanted me, us! What the hell happened Luke, I thought we talked about this," Peyton was screaming, tears running down her face, "I don't know what to do, I know you are the one for me Lucas Scott. Tell me, what happened?
Luke looked at her with cold yet inviting eyes. He then half smiled and replied, "She walked in the room, completely natural, no makeup, hair in a messy bun, and wearing an old t-shirt. I saw her for the first time in a while. She took my breath away." He suddenly realized who he was talking to and looked at Peyton terrified of losing one of his closest friends.
To his surprise, and hers, she smiled. Peyton loved Lucas but could tell he also loved Brooke. She decided in that moment, to save her friendship, even if it meant losing her love. "Okay," was all she said as she walked passed Lucas, kissed him on the cheek, and went home.
Lucas knew the feeling well, the feeling that Brooke Davis could give any guy she wanted to. The feeling of longing and admiration. The feeling that the world is stopping and all that matters is the guy and Brooke. In this moment, Lucas knew he had to try and rekindle his high school flame. He had to, he wasn't letting her slip away that easily this time.
