CHAPTER 9 - What Lucas Scott Wants, Lucas Scott Gets
Lucas had been chatting to some girl he'd met that night for just over 20minutes. Luckily for him the speakers where up to full volume and so were drowning out all the crude things he was saying to her right under his mothers nose. Karen was no fool though, she knew exactly what her son's game was, the way he moved in close to her and whispered things into her ear whilst she giggled uncontrollably was a pretty clear sign of where it was heading, not that Karen wanted to believe it. She'd tried to block her son's womanising ways out of her mind ever since he'd been old enough to speak. But, he was old enough to make his own mistakes and learn form them, so she continued to let it happen from her place behind the bar.
Brooke stormed over to where Lucas was seated at the bar, and held her shoe that had a visibly broken heal up to his face. Karen served a few of the people who had formed a queue in front of her but smiled, knowing that if anyone was going to jeopardise her son's chances of having another one night stand tonight, it was Brooke. She hadn't known her that long, but she was well aware of her son's rocky friendship with the feisty brunette, or so she thought she was.
"Have you seen this?" Brooke yelled, completely oblivious to the fact that Lucas had been deep in conversation with another girl "Look!" she told him aggressively as she saw the untroubled expression on his face
"You could always-" the girl that had previously been speaking to Lucas was cut off by Brooke
"Not now!" Brooke told the girl, without even hearing her advice which could have been good for all she knew
"I was just going to say-" she was cut off once more
"Really you don't wanna push me" Brooke looked flustered and angry, so the girl decided it was best not to take this one any further, even if Brooke was being totally rude
Lucas watched as the girl he'd thought he was going to be waking up beside walked away "Brooke, I was just about too-"
"Crash and burn?…yeah, I know" she took an urgent tone with him "Can you get the key to your mom's café?" she asked, with her shoe still in her hand, and her face becoming less tolerant
The blonde looked confused, granted he was nearly always confused about something. But, to be fair the way Brooke overreacted about everything was enough to confuse anybody "What? Why?" he asked, with his eyebrow raised
"I left my shoes in Haley's bag and she left the bag at the café" she took a patronising tone with him just as she always did
"Well cant you get a pair from the RV, its only around the corner" it wasn't often that he talked more sense than her, but this time he knew what he was saying was the simpler option
"I don't have any that go with this dress, the only pair I have that are any good are the pair that are at the café" she told him slowly through gritted teeth
Lucas' eyes widened and he scoffed slightly "Are you kidding? All the shoes you've got and you don't have-" she once again stopped him from finishing his sentence, which was really starting to irritate the hell out of him
"Ok, I don't have time for this…" she slammed her hands down on the bar
"What's up?" Karen asked, seeing the annoyance on Brooke's face. Brooke didn't answer Karen and instead held her broken shoe up for her to see "Oh, not good" Karen winced
"Yeah, and the only others I have are at your café" this time Brooke took an overly friendly tone, one that she definitely didn't take with Lucas just moments earlier
Karen turned around and picked up a set of keys "Here, take the keys…it's not far, it wont take you long"
"Are you sure?" the now pleasant brunette asked Karen, with a sweet smile across her face, a smile that made Lucas roll his eyes behind her back
"Yeah, of course. Luke will walk you down there" Karen pointed towards her son, whose face dropped as soon as he heard his mother's words, and just as he was about to argue his case his mother stepped in "Lucas Eugene Scott, its late and she's a young woman, were are your manners boy?" Karen took a motherly tone that made Brooke snigger, the motherly tone and the use of his middle name
"Fine!" he agreed, snatching the keys from Karen's hands and walking towards the exit. Brooke smiled at Karen before following quickly behind him
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Brooke had been whining the whole way down to the café, whining about the pain in her feet, about how cold she was, about how the wind made her hair curl, in other words she whined about anything, and everything, but Lucas had come to expect nothing less from her, and so every time she'd fall into one of her rants he'd shut down. She on the other hand, knew when he was listening and when he wasn't, of course the latter being more frequent with the size of Lucas' brain.
Lucas fiddled with the keys as he tried to turn them in the door "I think we got the wrong key" he turned to Brooke, with a worried expression
Rage took over Brooke's face, she had just walked five blocks, endured twenty minutes of Lucas' annoying habits and it'd all been for nothing "You've got to be kidding me!" she spoke through gritted teeth as she threw her hands into the air
Lucas smirked before turning the key in the whole "False alarm" he said, sarcasm filling his voice as he opened the door. Brooke quickly walked past Lucas and into the café before he had chance to take a step further, both of them irritating each other more and more with there mannerisms
"Well, thank you for that lovely walk, you basking in the joy of my embarrassment and taking me down streets of broken glass really helped me out with the pain" she moaned as she wiped the muck from the bottom of her bare foot with a cloth
Lucas walked round the other side of the counter "Are you actually aware of how much you complain about ev-ery-thi-ng" the last word of his sentence was said slowly as to put emphasis on it. He then grabbed a cup and proceeded to make himself a coffee
"I only complain when your around me, funny that isn't it" she retorted in a polite manner that was clearly false, before taking her other shoes from Haley's bag and slipping them on
"And, what is it exactly that's so annoying about me?" he asked "Coz no other girl in a hundred mile radius seems to think the same way as the great Brooke Davis" he mocked, before taking a sip from his cup
Brooke walked round the back of the counter to where he was stood and set the bag back down on the floor where she'd found it "You seriously want to know why I find you so annoying?" she said in disbelief, as he leant against the wall and shrugged in agreement "Alright…" she took a deep breath "You have an ego the size of California…you have the slimiest, smarmiest, just most irritating grin I've ever seen" she got more and more angrier as she progressed, Lucas on the other hand just stood and flashed her the grin she despised so much "You march around like your god or something, you talk like you know everything…you think by winking and spinning a girl some sexiest crap you can get anyone you want" she counted his faults on her fingers as she spoke "And, you find an answer for absolutely everything"
"Its called wit, but I wouldn't expect you to understand…being uptight and all" he folded his arms and got closer to her as he spoke
"Uptight?!" she spoke to him fiercely, and bit her tongue to stop herself from saying anything she'd surely get herself into trouble for
"Yeah, I mean, anything more than a smile pisses you off" he stated with a slight grin, knowing how much her blood was boiling beneath her skin
"No, Lucas, you piss me off!" she yelled as viciously as she possibly could "I mean, can you not just go ten minutes without-" she was cut off as she saw his head nearing hers, his lips slightly pursed, she slapped him as hard as she could and before she had chance to take in that he'd actually tried to kiss her, his lips had crashed into hers and this time she wasn't fighting him away. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his body closer to hers, not needing the warmth or the love, just needing the passion that had now filled the air around them. Their lips still firmly locked together, and there bodies clearly in a hurry, they made their way through the kitchen and to the front of the café, the only sound to be heard was the hot breaths being let out every second and the sound of plates and cups crashing to the ground. Brooke took her lips from Lucas' for a second whilst she lifted his t-shirt over his head, discarding it to the floor as soon as it left his perfectly sculpted torso, which she admired for a second before her lips crashed back into his. They continued to stagger around the room until Brooke finally felt the leather of the sofa against her back, which had become bare after Lucas had removed the only items of clothing he'd had time too before there bodies collided together once more. Lucas' draped his body over the top of hers, and kissed the back of her earlobe before returning to her lips. Both of them knowing that it wasn't love, it wasn't gentle or well thought out. It was intense, hot and completely done in the moment, it wasn't about needing, it was about wanting and what Lucas Scott wanted Lucas Scott always got
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