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Best Friends... Forever?
Chapter 3
Confusion
He was at the rivercourt, it was night time, yet he couldn't remember how he got there. A faceless crowd was cheering. All eyes and lights were centred on him, he couldn't focus, his palms were sweaty. Then he looks into the crowd. Somewhere in the mass of dark supporters, a face become visible. Her face. Chocolate locks and dimpled cheeks. A smile. A flash in her eyes. Suddenly everything is clear. It didn't matter. None of it did. No matter what happened with this shot, she would always be there. Nothing in this winning basket could ever make her walk away from him. Win. Lose. It didn't matter. Not to her. So he knows he can make this shot because the pressure is off. Yet something is different. Because this whole scenario is somehow a giant de ja vu off when they were thirteen and he made his first winning shot. He remembers looking over at Brooke. He remembers how his heart sped up a little. Then he remembers the true calm that washed over his body by looking at her. The feeling she gave him that everything was going to be okay. But in this surreal time he is no longer thirteen. He is now almost fully grown. Nearly a senior. And as he looks between basket and ball he remembers that he doesn't care the outcome. And he remembers why.
So he drops the ball.
Silence envelops him.
He can still see her face in the crowd, it's unchanging.
He walks towards her before breaking into a run, desperate to find her. There was no ryhme or reason but he knew right then. He needed her. So he ran and as he finally got close enough to feel the warmth of her skin he looked into her eyes before starring down at her lips and bringing them against his own...
"Lucas. LUUUUCCCCAASSS." He didn't open his eyes, he knew he was awake, he knew who was calling his name. The strange dream came flooding back to him. He had never in his life had a dream like that about Brooke but he figured the alcohol in his system was most likely the cause or at least, he hoped it was.
"LLOOOOUUCCCASSS" Lucas could feel her warm breath against his face but he refused to budge, doing everything he could not to chuckle at his best friends attempts to wake him.
"BROOODDY, Open your eyes Broody." What time was it? It would have to be early, then what was she doing up?
"C'mon Jackass, I was trying to be nice about it but I know your up." Ah-ha, there it was, the fiesty side of Brooke Davis he knew so well. He mentally kicked himself for not opening his eyes earlier as what he could only assume was her elbow collided with his ribs, he grimaced in pain.
"Fuck Brooke, what the hell? Is that anyway to wake someone up?" He said groggily as Brooke chuckled in triumph.
"Dude, I totally knew you were awake, it's your fault for choosing to ignore me.."
"God forbid I try and get some sleep." Blue eyes opened to be met with hazel ones not far away. Brooke and Lucas lay facing each other nose touching nose. Brooke gave out another girlish laugh, causing Lucas to smile.
"Sleep when your dead Luke."
"Apparently that's the only choice I have with you around. What's got you so happy chuckles? and what time is it?"
"It's six" A groan from the Brooder, he had only got home at two am, relatively early for him being Brooke's best friend but Peyton had got moody and he was more than happy to oblige to her demands of being dropped home. "and I'm happy because-"
"Of a boy." Lucas finished, chuckling quietly as he closed his eyes again, he had been through the same scenario with Brooke a thousand times before. "Wait, you didn't drive here did you?" His eyes snapped open again and this time it was Brooke's turn to chuckle, sitting up as she played with her hair absentmindedly.
"Your such a worrier Luke."
"C'mon Brooke there is no way your completely sober."
"Well I may be a little tipsy." Lucas furrowed his brow
"BUT I didn't drive."
"Ah" Sudden realisation washed over the blonde. "Your new boy drove you?"
"Well I wouldn't exactly call him new nor my boy just yet but yes."
"And you explained to him you were getting dropped here because?"
"He understood."
"So it's not Felix then?" Brooke scrunched up her noes
"No, it is most defiantly not Felix. He is so done."
"Glad to hear it."
"Glad to say it. Now do you wanna hear about my night?"
"Yes. But first" Lucas sat up, grabbing Brooke around the waist, she squealed as he lifted her slightly before pulling her down to a lying position, her head resting on his chest. The two friends laughed together. "Lets get some sleep."
"I am kinda tired." Brooke yawned
"Of course you are Chuckles, you haven't slept yet. Or have you? Did you sleep with this guy?"
"Luuucccasss" Brooke groaned "No MUM, I did not sleep with him. We just talked it was nice." Lucas heart did a back flip that she hadn't slept with this guy, he would never judge her for it but she hated when she gave herself so easily to someone. Brooke Davis was worth way more than that in his eyes, then again he really didn't think there was a guy in the world great enough for her.
"I'm glad." He wrapped his arm around his best friend as she snuggled further into him, they lay for a moment before Brooke sat up, Lucas groaned. "DAVIIISSS, it's time to sleep."
"Grow up Luke, I'll be back in a second." Prying herself from his grasp, Brooke jumped up and disappeared for a moment, Lucas sighed before his throat hitched. The brunette walked back into the room wearing nothing but his Keith Scott Motors Hoodie, which barely came to mid thigh, and a pair of his long white socks. An outfit she had worn a million times before (She would barely even let HIM wear that hoddie, claiming she didn't want him to ruin it for when she slept over) but something about it this time was different for him. He had never before realised just how short it was on her. He had never before imagined that she may well be wearing no bra underneath it. He had never noticed how truly sexy it was that she was wearing his sweater, how beautiful she looked wearing it or how the white socks were the perfect contrast to her tan legs. All these things he noticed in one instance. They were all things a best friend shouldn't notice, shouldn't even see, but he couldn't help it.
"What?" A raspy voice broke through his thoughts and his eyes readjusted onto hers. Suddenly guilt and confusion filled him. "Does it have a stain on it?" She looked down at the grey hoodie "I swear to god Lucas Scott if you have injured my jumper in anyway I will kill you." Lucas laughed.
"It's fine Brooke, now come sleep." She walked towards the bed.
"What's with the starring then?"
"Nothing I was just thinking of something." He quickly recovered, shaking the earlier thoughts from his head.
"Thinking of what Peyton would look like in this thing?" Brooke asked as she moved under the blankets of the bed, crawling towards him.
"Uh, something like that."
"Well too bad Broody, this is mine." She lay her head on his chest again as he once again wrapped his arm around her. The two had never thought twice about the way they interacted around each other, snuggling and acting in a way that would seem 'couply' to others but to them it was nothing more than friendly. Ever. If any guy Brooke was dating had a problem with it, she would simply dump him. Lucas had never really had much of a serious girlfriend to care, with a few exceptions but they didn't stand a chance against Brooke.
"I wouldn't have it any other way Pretty Girl." Lucas smiled as he closed his eyes, letting his mind completely forget the insane thoughts of earlier. The two were best friends. It had always been that way, nothing more.
He woke up to the sound of voices coming from the other room. Opening his eyes, he peered at his clock, realising it was nearly one in the afternoon, he sat up, shaking his honey blonde locks before letting out a small groan. Getting out of bed he walked towards the sound of voices, stopping in the doorway of the small kitchen, Lucas smiled as he watched his mother and Brooke laughing at some joke he had not heard. Karen had always been like a mother to Brooke, practically raising her when her own mother was away. Karen loved Brooke like her own and had always treated her that way and in turn Brooke loved Karen like the caring mother she had never had. Watching the familiar scene for a moment longer, Lucas walked quietly towards Brooke before surprising her by wrapping his muscular arms around her shoulders and giving her a big kiss on the cheek.
"Morning sunshine" He said, chuckling as his best friend fought against his grasp.
"EWWW Lucas! You slobbered all over me!" Karen laughed as Brooke continued to fight the tall basketball player.
"Awww Davis, I thought you loved my goodmorning kisses."
"It's afternoon jackass, now let go!"
"Not until you give me my afternoon kiss." The blonde joked playfully holding out his cheek for the brunette. Brooke smiled devilishly for a moment before reaching out with her perfect white teeth and biting her captor on the neck, Lucas recoiled in pain, letting go of his grip on Brooke.
"OW! MUM!" Karen and Brooke both laughed
"Hunny, if your going to hold a girl against their will you can't expect them not to bite you." Lucas rolled his eyes, his mother always took Brooke's side. He walked over to give her a kiss on the cheek before sitting down between his two favourite girls.
"You know, it was so much nicer when Keith was here and I wasn't completely over powered by girls in this house." Brooke raised an eyebrow
"Who are you kidding Broody, you were still overrun then, all we'd have to do is turn on the waterworks and you and Keith would be powerless." Lucas sighed, knowing it was true, he would do anything for his best friend and he knew Keith would do the same for his mother.
"How long until Keith comes back anyway?" The young Scott decided it was probably better to change the subject.
"Another few months I think." His mum answered "He's really loving the new job."
"I always knew Uncle Keith would make a good teacher." Brooke chimed in, causing Lucas to laugh.
"Of course you did Davis, he taught you how to ride a bike and change a tire, although I don't know why he bothered, you still call me EVERYtime you get a flat." Brooke playfully punched Lucas.
"It's not my fault I usually get a flat right before a big party, do you really want me ruining my nails Luke? Could your conscious live with that?" Lucas gasped jockingly
"Oh Brooke I'm so sorry, how dare I have suggested something so awful." Karen laughed as she got up from the table.
"I think I'll leave you two to sort this out, I better get to the cafe." She grabbed her keys off the bench before turning to the two teens. "Don't ruin the house."
"C'mon mum were a little bit old to get a such a warning aren't we?" Karen shook her head, she still hadn't forgotten about the time the two were fifteen and Brooke had convinced Lucas to have a surprise 'grown up' party for Haley while his mum was away. "Are you going to be here for dinner Brooke?" The brunette smiled.
"Aren't I always?"
"Yeah, I don't know why I bothered asking, see you kids later."
"Bye mum" Lucas said, waving to his mother.
"BYE MUM!" Brooke mimicked giggling as Karen gave her a wink and walked out the door. Lucas turned back to Brooke.
"I love you, you know that Davis?" Brooke chuckled again, leaning her head on Lucas's shoulder
"I love you too Scott, shall we go into your room and gossip about last night?"
"As long as we don't have to call it gossiping." Lucas stood up from the table, wrapping an arm around the petite Brunette he followed her towards his bedroom.
"We can call it whatever macho name you want, at the end of the day it's still gossiping." Lucas groaned as he fell back onto his bed, bringing Brooke with him, she giggled as the two lay side by side staring up at his ceiling. "Your going to thank me one day though Lukie." Lucas raised his brows sceptically.
"How do you figure?"
"Well, one day... FAR FAR off in the future, your going to convince some poor soul to fall in love with you and when that day comes I bet you having the sensitive girly side I gave you will be the thing she falls for."
"So the only good traits in me are because of you?" Lucas smiled in amusement at his friends reasoning, he couldn't expect anything less of Brooke Davis.
"EXACTLY. Without me you'd be lost Broody boy. I'm your better half after all!" Brooke giggled as she sat up on the bed, Lucas sat up as well, leaning back on his elbows to support himself.
"So what exactly does that make me to you?" Brooke pondered for a moment.
"Your the boy who beats up the boys who break my heart."
"Count on it Davis." Brooke nudged Lucas lovingly, looking across at him.
"Don't worry Scott, your my better half too, I'm just the slightly more wicked half."
"Only slightly? I doubt I ever would have had a detention in my life if it weren't for you."
"And I doubt you ever would have got laid in your life either, who was it that introduced you to Lindsey again?" As Brooke chuckled Lucas's eyes turned dark for a moment, something that didn't go un-noticed by the petite brunette. "Luke, sorry I shouldn't have brought her up." Lucas shook his head.
"It's okay, it's history. Your right though, probably would never have gone to a party without you so I guess I can thankyou for that one as well. See, we complete each other." Brooke rolled her eyes playfully.
"Why do you always have to make everything so sentimental?"
"Because you love it." Lucas joked back before sighing "Okay so time for the inevitable. Tell me about your new boy."
"I wish you would stop calling him my new boy."
"I'm sorry, maybe if you actually told me his name I would have something to go off."
"Well that's the thing, you already know him."
"Duh Brooke the party last night was mostly our school."
"But you know him pretty well."
"OHHH-Kay, Pretty Girl, why are you being so secretive?" Brooke stood up, starting to pace the room.
"I don't want you to get mad." Lucas sat up fully, his legs hanging over the end of his bed as he watched Brooke walk back and forth across his room.
"Why would I be mad?"
"So when was the last time you saw me at the party?"
"I dunno, when I went to say goodbye and made sure you had a ride. You were talking to Tim at the time-" The basketball players eyes went wide "wait Davis, is it Tim?" He chuckled "I'm not mad, just disappointed, I could have sworn you could do better."
"Shutup ass." Brooke walked over to playfully punch him "It's not Tim!" She sighed "How'd things go with Peyton anyway?"
"Good, we talked, I dropped her home. We kissed and were going out again Sunday." Dimples showed themselves as Brooke smiled at her best friend.
"Awww Luke, I'm so happy for you. How was the kiss?" Lucas cocked his eyebrow.
"Good Brooke, but you forget I am not one of your girlfriends and I will not go into specifics nor let you change the subject." The cheerleader sighed, continuing her pacing.
"Okay so after you left, this guy-"
"The new boy?"
"Yes, he offered to give me a lift home and I said yes but we ended up just driving around for hours. We went and got breakfast and we talked and then I didn't really want to go back to an empty house so I asked him to drop me here and he did, he didn't even question it and there was no jealousy at all." Brooke was almost gushing which made Lucas slightly uneasy.
"And?"
"And when we got here he said it was really nice catching up, that he wondered why we hadn't done it a long time ago but he understood he was an ass back then but he had changed and he'd like to take me out again sometime."
"And you said yes?"
"I said I'd have to talk to you about it first." There was something in Lucas's mind that was making him incredibly uneasy now but he couldn't quite put his finger on it "He told me he understood and hen he kissed me Luke. He kissed me and it was amazing. And I've had amazing kisses before but this was..." She stopped, talking and pacing, just standing in the middle of the floor smiling "Something entirely different, I think I'm crushing out on him and that hasn't happened to me in soooo long."
"I'm happy for you Davis." He said the right words yet the blonde Scott could not understand why a part of him was yearning for her to tell him it was all just a big joke.
"Thanks Luke. Now I need you to promise not to get mad."
"Why would I-"
"Just Promise."
"I promise."
"The guy, it's-It's Nathan." Lucas felt as if his heart had stopped, as if a pile of brick had come crashing down on him and there was no way of fighting his way out of the rubble. His mouth went dry.
"Wh-What?" Brooke studied her friends face carefully, a look of worry etched in her own.
"It's Nathan, Luke, I want to date Nathan"
"My Brother?" Brooke just nodded. "You want to date MY brother?"
"Yes Luke, I do." Lucas could not understand the feeling of utter rage and desperation he felt at her words. The same way he couldn't understand a lot of things he had been feeling since he had seen her with his brother the night before.
"No." His words came out strong and demanding. Brooke looked at him in shock, he had never spoken to her like that before.
"What?"
"Did I stutter? I said NO." He stood up, his 6'1 frame towering over her petite 5'5. Brooke narrowed her eyes.
"WHY." She whined, desperate to understand why his entire demeanour had changed so quickly.
"Because I said so Brooke, I do NOT want you dating MY brother."
"You guys are friends now, I thought it would be okay."
"It's not. You are NOT dating him, I don't want you anywhere near him." He was livid, the thought of his brother anywhere near her let alone holding her hand, touching her or anything else, made him furious.
"Your not the boss of me!"
"No. I'm your best friend and as my best friend I would have thought you would care what I thought."
"But your not telling me what you think, your just telling me no."
"Damn right Brooke, you could do so much better!"
"Oh don't give me that crap, Nathan is not the asshole he used to be!"
"I don't care."
"Well I do. I really like him Lucas, please just have a civil conversation with me, I don't get why your getting so upset." 'Neither do I!' he wanted to yell but his rage got the better of him.
"You don't understand? Look at your track record Brooke! Did you even consider me when you decided to kiss him? If the two of you date and knowing YOU, you will break up. Think about what that will do to my relationship with my brother! God Brooke, why are you always so selfish?" He had hit a nerve and he knew it. He knew what he was saying was wrong, he knew how untrue it was. Brooke was one of the most selfless people he knew. But something inside of him wouldn't let him stop.
"Your being a bastard!"
"And your being a bitch!" SMACK her tiny hand collided with his jaw, causing a powerful sound to resonate through the room. The two weren't sure if the hit had been that loud or if it was the sheer emotion behind it which caused the two ears to ring. Either way, both friends took a step back. Brooke had tears in her eyes, threatening to spill down at any moment.
"You know." She said, picking up the bag she had left in his room early that morning, thanking herself that she had decided to get dressed when she woke up rather than stay in Lucas's hoodie, which was not-so-appropriate storm-out gear. "If you'd have just talked to me instead of being a fucking jerkoff about it, I wouldn't have gone anywhere near him but now, I think I'll just head over to his house." The Brunette bit at him viciously. The two had never had a fight like this. Ever.
"DO what you like Princess, I don't care anymore." Lucas jeered
"Fuck you." The blonde balled up his fist.
"Get out of MY room. And don't bother coming back if you fuck him." Brooke starred at Lucas for only a moment longer, she couldn't believe the words she was hearing coming out of her apparent best friends mouth. A single tear dropped from her cheek as she turned on her heel and stormed away.
Lucas watched her walk away a feeling of complete guilt wracking his body. He hated himself for everything he just said to her, he hated himself for making her cry and he hated himself for getting so angry when he didn't even understand why. He fell back onto his bed, wondering if he should go after her but deciding against it.
"She has Nathan to comfort her now." He spat bitterly into the silence of his house. Confusion, anger and guilt wracked his body as he just watched the ceiling. The same ceiling he had Brooke had sat joking under just a few minutes ago.
Don't hate me for the fight, just thought we could use a little bit of drama between their near-perfect relationship. Hope the chap wasn't too boring! Still getting back into the swing of things as far as writing is concerned. Let me know what you think!
Also I know a few of you might think I'm moving too fast but it is still going to be a little while before Lucas actually fully realises he has feelings for Brooke. If it was too quick of a process it wouldn't be special right? HAHA.