Chapter Eleven: Big Girls Don't Cry
Peyton sat in her room that night. Looking slowly through some photo albums, that she found in her closet. She came across a picture of her and Jake, and a tear formed in her eye. She grabbed the phone that was sitting beside her. She knew his number by heart, and dialed it without even looking at the phone.
"Hey," a groggily voice said on the other line.
"Your here for me right?" Peyton asked.
"Peyt? is that you?" the voice asked.
"Yeah," she paused as tears flowed steadily from her eyes, "I need you."
"I'm on my way," Lucas said, and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up with Lucas, she caught a glimpse of the clock.
Damn, She thought. It was after one in the morning.
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Lucas drove, faster than he should have, but it was one-thirty in the morning so there shouldn't be a lot of traffic. Besides he didn't care how fast he drove Peyton needed him, and dammit he was going to be there.
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About ten minutes later, she heard a lite knock on the door.
"Luke's here, do you want to see him?" Larry asked, as he peeked into his daughter's room.
"Yeah, I called him," Peyton said, trying to hide her sniffles.
"Okay, I'll send him up," Larry said.
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Lucas walked up the steps, and into Peyton's room.
"Hey," he said, lightly.
"Luke," Peyton said, before her tears started to fall again.
"Peyt, come here," Lucas said as he sat beside her on the bed.
He put his arm around her, and pulled her close to him.
"I'm so glad your here," Peyton said, as she nestled her head into his chest.
"Whenever you need me, just call," he said.
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Lucas woke up in the morning, and found he had fallen asleep with Peyton in his arms. It felt good waking up beside her, and he wanted to do it again.
"Hey," he said, as she rose up.
"I'm sorry," she said, as her cheeks turned red.
"Peyt, I said I was here for you, I wasn't lying," Lucas said, pulling her closer to him.
"Luke, I had a dream last night, but for some reason I don't think it was a dream," Peyton said.
"What like your get some of your memories back?" Lucas asked.
"Yeah," Peyton said.
"Well, what's the dream about?" Lucas asked.
"You," she said.