I love you guys. You're amazing and I woke up to see a ton of reviews in my inbox. It was so awesome that I wrote this chapter right after reading them.

I do have sad news though. There will only be three more chapters until the end. :d But try to be happy. :D Now go and enjoy chapter twenty-two.

Oh and this story, like my other one, won't be updated until next Tuesday and were leaving tomorrow night. Rose and I, and our families always go on this Prescott-trip thing during this time in October. We'll see you when we get back though!

"How is she?" Lucas asked from his spot on the couch. Peyton had just gotten downstairs and he was worrying like crazy.

Peyton sighed. "She'll be fine. I think Felix put something in her drink but I'm not sure."

"I'll kill him," Lucas muttered before he stood up. Peyton had heard him and walked over, placing her hand on his shoulder.

"That won't help Brooke any." He sighed and sat back down, feeling useless. Peyton was right though. For now anyway. He would still get back at the asshole one way or another.

Peyton looked down at her watch. "I have to get going though."

"You want me to stay here?"

Peyton nodded. "It would probably be better if she didn't wake up alone." He nodded and stood up to hug Peyton before she smiled, grabbed her purse and left the house. He waited until he heard her car leave before he went upstairs.

He quietly sneaked into Brooke's room and watched as her chest rose and fell with every breath; she was asleep, which was good. He took a seat in the chair across from her bed before she began to stir.

"Peyton?" Her voice was quiet and he didn't make a sound but when she sat up, it shocked him and she realized who was in her room. "Lucas?"

"Yeah."

She rubbed her eyes tiredly. Everything was still a little blurry to her but at least she could tell that it was Lucas. "Where did Peyton go?"

"She had to go home," he told her. She nodded and closed her eyes. He smiled, despite everything; she was still beautiful, even if she had messy hair and smudged make-up.

"What time is it?"

He looked at his cell. "It's almost three."

"In the morning?"

He nodded, even though she couldn't tell. "Yes." She groaned and fell back on her pillows. "You okay?"

"Yeah, my head is just...hurting." He stood up and went closer to her before she opened her eyes again and smiled. "Thanks for tonight."

"The guy was an ass. He deserved it." She opened her eyes wider to see the bright blue bruise that was on his cheek. She gasped and placed her hand over it.

"Luke, I'm so sorry," she muttered. "I didn't want you to get hurt. It was all my fault. If I-" He pulled her into a tight hug and she began to let the tears fall; she had never felt so vulnerable in her life.

"It's not your fault at all Brooke. The guy is a dick," he whispered. "Besides, it felt good kicking his ass."

"Well, thanks again." She held onto him tighter, afraid that he would leave. "Are you staying?"

"Do you want me to?"

She nodded against his his chest and he smiled. She pulled back and he wiped the tears away from her face. She smiled at him before she let her head fall back against her pillows again.

Lucas went to stand up but she weakly grabbed his arm to stop him. "Hold me?"

He nodded. "Okay." She moved over to make room for him and he took off his shoes before climbing into the bed with her. She snuggled up to him as close as she could and he placed an arm around her waist.

His eyes started to close shortly but before he fell asleep, he swore he heard Brooke whisper something.

That something being the three little words that meant everything but he was probably just hearing things.

Lucas woke up later than he thought. He happy that it was a Saturday but Brooke was no where to be found. He began to worry but when he heard the shower running, he calmed and stayed in the bed.

His mind was elsewhere when Brooke stepped out of the bathroom in just a towel. His mouth dropped open for a second before it closed and her cheeks became red. She grabbed some clothes; she went slowly though, teasing him.

He watched her until she went into the bathroom. He groaned and fell back onto the bed. This was going to be a long day.

"Do you want breakfast?" He popped up and nodded, smiling. She had changed into a large tee-shirt and sweatpants. To him, it was even sexier than the dress she wore last night. She smiled nervously and left her room with him following.

When they got to the kitchen, she turned and watched him. "We can't make a mess like last time." He smiled at the memory and nodded.

"What do you want then?"

"How about eggs? Nothing too messy." Lucas nodded and the two began to make eggs before they decided to add bacon and toast to the menu.

It was almost noon by the time they finished. They had flirted and talked, so it took longer than normal to get their food done. Brooke had, in some way, burnt the eggs so they had to make a new batch.

"That was good," Lucas said and Brooke nodded in agreement. Brooke then got an idea that she thought was good. Her headache had gone away and she was in the mood to do something to get Felix out of her mind.

"Do you want to go swimming?"

Lucas looked surprised for a minute at the random question but nodded anyway. She looked excited about it, so he would do it. Brooke smiled and ran upstairs to change. She gave Lucas something to wear and then she pushed him out and locked the door.

Five minutes later, she stepped out and Lucas nearly drooled. The green bikini looked perfect on her curvy body. He wanted to reach out and touch her but he had to control himself; especially after what happened last night.

She wasn't doing much better. She forgot how good Lucas looked without a shirt on. His tones stomach was enough to make her want to run her hands over him but she cleared her throat and grabbed two towels from a nearby closet.

They headed down to the pool and Brooke jumped in before Lucas even got out the door. He set his towel down and followed her actions. Brooke laughed when he made a big splash. Then he set his sights on her.

Her eyes widened and she began to swim as fast as she could but Lucas was faster. He caught her and began to tickle her.

"Lucas!"

He stopped after she splashed him a couple of times but he caught her again just as she reached the side of the pool. It was shallow enough for them to both stand without having to float.

He pinned her against the wall and her breathing quickened, along with her heart. They were close and Brooke had gotten what she wanted. But she was nervous now. He wasn't coming closer and she wondered if he wanted the same thing she did.

"Got ya." His voice was husky and it made her shiver. She smiled at him and he got closer to her, if that was possible.

Her body seemed to react to his because, in that moment, she attached her lips to his and had no intentions of letting go. And neither did he. Her arms went around his neck and his hands found her waist.

She hadn't kissed him in so long and it felt good. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip and she parted her lips slightly. She smiled into the kiss when she felt his hand massaging her lower back.

Just as things started to become more heated, the one thing that could of ruined the entire moment did.

"What the hell is going on here?"

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Chris: Ah! Stop hitting me!

Nathan: Stop kissing my wife!

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