I've updated 3 stories in 3 days! That's gotta be a record for me!
Firstly, thankyou all SOOO much for the reviews! I really appreciate them (Especially the long ones ;) they are fun to read and keep me writing!
Secondly, I hope you enjoy this chapter. It has some random bits but they are all vital for the background of the story as well as the build up for future relationships etc.
Let me know what you think!
Open To Doubt
Chapter 2
Love Of The Future
White Sneakers and grey paws smacked the pavement as canine and owner ran at a steady pace. "C'mon Sweetie, nearly there" A raspy call of encouragement rang out as the one eyed dog speed his pace for his owner of three years.
"Good Boy" Brunette tresses flew back and forth in high pony tail as twenty four year old Brooke Davis navigated the streets, hidden behind New Orleans Saints hat and dark ray-bans, the young Hollywood favourite made an attempt to stay under the radar.
People had called her crazy for jogging the four miles to her nearest coffee shop everyday but she had used it as a good excuse to clear her head, exercise and spend time with her beloved rescue pooch. As she rounded the corner, she stopped, smiling that the two had reached their destination. Dimples flared at her usual coffee server, who stood waiting just outside the small coffee shop.
"Your usual Miss Davis." The brunette graciously took the iced coffee treat from the petite blonde girl before handing over a generous tip "There are a few paparazzi inside, I don't think their looking for anyone, just having a coffee but I thought I would bring this out just incase."
"Thanks so much Jenna, I'm going to let Patch have a drink and then head off." Jenna nodded before turning on the spot and heading back towards her work "Oh and Jenna" Brooke called after her, the young girl spun around
"Yes?"
"Please stop calling me Miss Davis, it's Brooke." A flash of a famous smile made the barrister feel instantly at ease.
"Sure thing Brooke, see you tomorrow." A manicured hand waved as the blonde disappeared. Taking a sip of her coffee, the fashionistta lead her pup over to the water bowl strategically placed outside. As she bent down to run a hand across her velvet-grey pooch she was shocked to hear a masculine voice speak her name.
"Well Well, Brooke Davis, Now I know you must be stalking me." Spine instantly straitened as the animal lover turned to face the last person on the planet she wanted to run into.
He once again wore casual gear, this time a black t-shirt with a logo she didn't recognise, lighter jeans, flip flops and a dark pair of aviators which suited his face perfectly. If nothing else, the designer had to admit, he had good taste.
"Or your stalking me. What are you doing here Scott?" Un-amused tone was noted as blue iris scanned the girl in front of him, even in simple work out gear the woman still looked impeccably hot.
"This is my usual coffee house, what are you doing here?" He retaliated, pulling out the ever-so-famous Scott Smirk.
"Not that it's any of your business but it's my usual coffee place, and by usual I mean I've been here more than twice."
"Baby don't worry, we can both share a coffee house, not the end of the world." He sighed, stretching "Granted, this is a little earlier than I care to come but I'm sure I'll be thanking my lucky stars later." Even through his glasses the brunette could see him wink, making her scoff. She chose to ignore his comment, turning instead back to her dog who was still enjoying the water. "And who do we have here?" The young actor asked, crouching down to be on the canine's level.
"Don't waste your time, he's scared of men." Hazel orbs widened as the rescue pooch trotted up to Lucas without hesitation, laying his head in the blond's lap.
"Hey handsome, hey there." The Oscar winner spoke in a much softer voice than Brooke was used to, she watched on in shock as gentle hands ran across fur lovingly, blue eyes peered up at her. "What was that about him being scared of men?" The words didn't come out cocky, rather, heartfelt, it almost seemed as if he genuinely cared about the dog. Something the brunette instantly disbelieved, Lucas Scott didn't care about anyone but himself.
"I said men, not pigs." Legs extended into a standing position, hand grabbing heart in mock hurt.
"Ouch, going right for where it hurts Davis, nice." Sparkling hazel eyes focused on dog again ignoring any thought of their unwanted guest. Well, unwanted by Brooke, Patch was looking up at the blond heart throb with pure adoration. "So I think we started off on the wrong foot." The Hollywood star was not used to being ignore, especially by the opposite sex.
The Pitt-bull turned back to the water as if he knew it would keep her master there longer with the man he had taken a liking to.
"I was wondering if I might be able to take you out for dinner sometime this week. STK, Katsuya, Koi, Madeo, name your place. I'll pay of course." Another scoff.
"Do you really think your money impresses me? The only people who care about it are the people you pay to hang out with you and the two-bit bimbo's you call girlfriends." The actor tried to keep his cool demeanour but the truth was, Brooke was getting to him.
"I don't do girlfriends baby, too clingy." A small yet triumphant. Raspy. Giggle. The single sexiest sound Lucas Scott had ever heard.
"Exactly, so why bother asking me out?" She didn't give him time to respond, instead motioning to her boobs. "Because of these? Huh. Take a good, hard look Scott, cause this is all of them you will ever see." For a moment Lucas Scott was actually speechless, but a moment was all Brooke needed.
The paparazzi burst through the door of the coffee shop, cries of "Lucas! Lucas!" sounding as flashing bulbs illuminated and died one after another. The 'Peoples most beautiful woman of the year' was glad of both the distraction and the fact she hadn't been spotted, as the cameras surround the famous blond she had already taken off at a steady pace.
"That's not what this was about!" The usually-cocky Scott tried calling after her, but it was too late, he sighed. Waving to the flashing bulbs before turning and walking away.
"Your brother is an asshole, just so you know." Brooke announced as she let herself into Nathan's Scott's multi-million dollar mansion. Hazel eyes scanning the lounge room, she smiled, the cleaners had done a good job of saving the decor after the party.
The dark NBA player let out a deep laugh as he looked up from the couch where he sat, cuddling with Haley.
"What'd he do now?" White teeth clamped in annoyance as the brunette joined the two in their cuddle, nuzzling into the famous singer, who smiled, running a hand through her best friends brunette tresses.
"I'm fairly sure he's stalking me and in-so-many-words he asked me to go fuck him because he has money. Twice." The point guard laughed again, causing his girlfriend to hit him playfully.
"Sorry Hales, but that's just Luke, he HATES being turned down by girls. Especially ones as hot as you Davis. Don't worry, keep giving him your famous brutal-yet-witty shutdowns and he will get bored eventually."
"God I hope so, I know he's your brother and all but if I never see his face again, I would be happy." As if on cue, mere seconds later, Lucas strolled into the Bel Air home.
"Yo little bro-" Lip raised in a cocky smile as the three were spotted "Oh, hey. Davis, if it was a threesome you wanted, you could have just asked." Nathan groaned, Haley scoffed, Brooke ignored, moving away from the other two and standing up.
"Alright I better go, doubt I will actually see you at home Hales but what time does Jamie finish today? I promised I would pick him up and take him for ice cream." The two best friends had shared a house for years. Not so much a house as a private estate, it wasn't like either of them couldn't afford their own place more that they loved living together, ever since the first small apartment they shared in highschool. Since meeting Nathan, however, the singer had barely been home, they hadn't officially moved in together but it was pretty clear it was heading that way. It boded well for all parties that the designer and pop queen only lived just down the street from the young baller.
"Uh, three, can you drop him off here after?" One hazel eye closed in a playful wink.
"Of course, see ya Naley."
"Bye Brooke." The couple said in unison, although Haley was slightly more annoyed. Lucas had barely ever been to this house in the last year Haley had been dating Nathan and suddenly he was barging in, annoying her best friend. She liked Lucas, he hadn't been a jerk when they met and the three had fun hanging out after the party the night before. She also understood he was Nathan's brother and they were close but if he wanted to continue to hang out with them he would need to learn some restraint where the brunette fashionistta was concerned.
Brooke turned on her heel and left the house. Without a word to Lucas, never once even registering his presence.
"Aunt BWOOKE! Aunt Brooke! Why are there are camwa men outside Uncle Nathan's?" Brows furrowed as eyes scanned the swarm of paparazzi. Something was wrong, Nathan rarely had the photographers stalking him. Brooke turned to her four year old godson as the two sat in her black BMW X5, she offered an encouraging smile.
"I dunno sweetheart but it's okay, I need you to keep down low for me okay?" The dark-blond child nodded, shifting low in his seat. Sunglasses dropped back onto face as the BMW manoeuvred towards the NBA stars gates, stopping near close. Flashes went wild as window was let down a fraction, the car was instantly recognised as Brooke Davis's.
"BROOKE! BROOKE! What do you think of the relationship?"
"Miss Davis! How long have you know about the secret affair?"
Brooke didn't know what was going on but she could guess, someone had spilled the beans about the relationship between the NBA star and the pop princess. A voice rung out over the intercom.
"No one is being allowed on premises at this time. Please remove your vehicle."
"It's Brooke" The couturier yelled over the sound of the media "I've got Jamie with me as well."
"Sorry Miss Davis." A quick response before dark gates opened, two security men filing out to keep the horde at bay. Driving swiftly in, Brooke parked, snatching up her hand bag before running around to fetch her beloved nephew. Carrying him into the large house and setting him down gently, a sigh of relief was granted.
Both Haley and Nathan stood in front of her, tears in the eyes of the singer. Face broke into a frown as Brooke approached her friend.
"Hales I know you didn't want it to get out this way but someone must have taken a picture at the party or-" Haley shook her head, honey-blonde locks flying as she smiled between son and friend.
"Nathan proposed." A happy whisper, making jaw drop
"What?" Two excited smiles matching one another
"Nathan proposed and I said yes!" An almost shriek "We released the statement about us being together, I thought it was about time after he asked me to marry hi-" She didn't get a chance to finish as the Brookelaunched herself at her old friend. Arms wrapped tight as shrieks of delight sounded from both girls.
"Your getting married!"
"I know!" Another wave of shrieks. A giant engagement ring thrown forward for the designer to admire.
"I'm totally designing your wedding dress!"
"I wouldn't have it any other way." A pause "Will you be my maid of honor?" Giant dimples graced the cheeks of Brooke Davis as she beamed at Haley.
"Haley, I'm touched. I'd love to."
"Of course Brooke, who else would I ask? I love you Tigger."
"I love you Tutor-girl soon-to-be-wife" The two friends hugged again as they exchanged their old nicknames.
Little Jamie looked at his mother and Aunt in awe before running towards Nathan, being swooped into strong arms.
"Hey buddy."
"Hey Uncle Nate! Are you and Mumma getting married?" A broad smile crossed the raven haired mans face.
"We sure are, if that's okay with you?" Jamie smiled, hugging the man who had been like a father to him for the past year.
"Yews! That's so cool! Your gonna be my new dad!" Haley reached over to kiss her son as a look of almost concern crossed Nathan's face.
"Uh-Jamie" he said, struggling with words as he held the child he now thought of as his own "that's what your mum and I wanted to talk to you about as well. You know I love you."
"And I love you Uwncle Nate!"
"Thanks Jim-Jam. We-uh-I Was wondering if you might like it if I adopted you. Like, um, make it official that I be your dad because your fathers not here anymore." The sports man of the year sounded more nervous than Brooke had ever heard him, she smiled at him in encouragement. Innocent eyes peered between aunt, mother and soon-to-be father.
"But what about my old dwad?" Haley looked on nervously.
"Jamie" she said softly "I know you don't remember your father that well but he loved you, very much. Nathan isn't trying to take his place, he just wants to be there for you now because your Dad can't be anymore."
"But he will always be watching over you." Brooke chimed in, The Grammy winner nodded, sending the brunette a wink.
"Yes, he will." She agreed. The little blond child looked back up at Nathan
"So you would be my dad for rweal?" Head bobbed in a nod.
"Only if you want me to be."
"And-And I could call you Dad?"
"If you wanted to, I would like that very much." A childish cry of laughter, small hands and leg flung themselves at the fashionistta in the room, who barely had time to catch the little bundle of energy as he flew from the tall mans arms.
"Aunt BWOOKE!" He said smiling, as Nathan looked on in shock. "Aunt Bwooke! I have a Dwad! I have a new dad!" Raspy laugh sounded
"Yeah you do hunny and he's going to love you sooo much, nearly as much as I do." Pouted lips collided with soft hair as Brooke kissed the munchkin. Masculine arm raised to high five the little man before falling around fiancé, both beaming in delight at the child's reaction.
"Oh god, now I have to tell Lucas." Nathan groaned jokingly "Hey there twin-of-mine get ready to have a four year old nephew and a sister-in-law."
"Having a faithful twin with a steady family, I'm sure he will love it." Sarcasm dripped from tongue of the feisty couturier.
"Oh don't get me wrong, Lucas loves kids and he really likes Hales." A small kiss on the head of his fiancé. "Just it's pretty much about the opposite of the life he would ever want.. Well at least not for another few years or ten. So lets see how well he will take the news."
"Figures." Brooke snorted "So when ya going to tell him?" A giant smile spread across Haley's face, pointed at the fashionistta. "Tutor-girl, why are you smiling at me like that?" She eyed off the suspicious nature of her friend.
"Well see the thing is Cookie, I'm going to need a little moral support." A shake of the head.
"No, I know where this is going and no! Call Rachel."
"Rachel is in Italy and the dinner's tonight."
"Hales, don't even think about it! I am not going to dinner with the two of you and 'Pucas'" Nathan let out a chuckle at the name.
"Brooke, you're supposed to be my maid of honor, which means you have to be here for me for these things." The musician flashed her make-Brooke-feel-guilty look as the designer narrowed her eyes.
"I hate you Haley James soon-to-be-Scott." Haley beamed
"No, you love me! Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou Brookie! At least now if he gets really angry, you can just flash him and he will calm down." Brunette tresses flew in disdain.
"I am NOT flashing Lucas Scott. Ew." She paused, kinking an eyebrow "I'd much rather flash NATHAN Scott." The two time MVP looked down in embarrassment as a playful punch was thrown from friend to friend.
"The only one flashing him will be me thankyou."
"Oh, I bet you will. But are you sure Hales? I could be the stripper at the bachelor party?" Another jest, making the three adults laugh.
"You'd love that considering I'm sure Lucas will be there, maybe he would offer you a lift home? You could give him a private show." Brooke shuddered.
"Don't make me sick Hales!"
"Hey guys, you may not like him but that is my twin your talking about." Both girls shrugged in unison before laughing.
"Mumma, what's flashing? And what's a stripper?" Blue eyes looked between the 'grownups' as they once again all laughed. Brooke biting a flawless lip in amuesment.
"Davis, what are you teaching my kid huh?" Nathan smiled from ear to ear at being able to stake some claim over the kid he loved as he playfully tussled the little-ones hair.
Brooke looked at the child in her arms. James Brooke Keller (Soon to be Keller-Scott) was Hollywood royalty. Son of the late rock-legend Chris Keller and pop sensation Haley James, nephew of famous photographer Quinn James and soon to be nephew of multi-award winning actor Lucas Scott (If he agreed to have anything to do with him, that was). Godson of Victoria's Secret Model Rachel Gatina and world renowned Fashion queen and Designer Brooke Davis (Chris and Haley had opted for two female god parents rather than the conventional one man, one woman.). As well as adopted son of All-Star NBA player Nathan Scott. Yes, Jamie Keller-Scott would grow up to be the envy of every other child in America surrounded by fame, money and above all else, love.
Sorry if there wasn't enough Brucas guys, it's all building up! And a little Baley/Naley/Bamie never hurt anyone huh? =D