Alrighty, so I really wanted to get this story going and be updating faster. Hopefully, your reviews will help me with that. :] I loved the last chapter's reviews, some made me laugh and that's a good thing. See, I've been going to the gym everyday for two weeks now, which is something I'd never actually do. But, my quincenera is in July and I really need to lose the extra fat for my dress haha. I've been really tired to even get on the computer, but seeing ya'lls reviews really made me want to just keep writing. So here. :]

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Last time: "Still think she's more important?" I whispered. But I didn't give her a chance to answer because I was gone. I let go of the brunette and dashed my way out of the room, past the living room and ignoring Nathan and Haley calling my name for me to come back. What happened back there, was just about to make things a whole lot more complicated.

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What I've Realized

Lucas' POV:

What the hell did I just do back there? Ok, that was simple. I kissed Brooke Davis. Of course, that's not what I meant. I loved Brooke, sure, but not in that way. I haven't felt that way since Senior Year. So what drove me to do it? She was just there, we were arguing and the next second, literally, I had kissed her. She hadn't kissed me. I kissed her. This was bad. What if Peyton found out? It wasn't like we slept with each other, but probably in her eyes it would be. It was the same with Brooke. She acted like we had slept together while I was with her, which was pretty ridiculous if you ask me. But there it went again, thinking of the past relationship. Why was Brooke in my head so much nowadays? Couldn't she just leave me be in my thoughts at least?

I was sitting in my car, a street that was empty just a block or two away from Haley's. My thoughts were consuming me. I still just didn't know what it was that drove me to do that. It was driving me crazy. I couldn't stand it. First I faced Peyton in the morning, then Brooke just now. What was it? A day of Ex's? There wasn't anything I could think to do. God, this was just great. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed, leaning back against the leather seat in my car.

I didn't feel the same things I felt long ago. ...Right?

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Brooke's POV:

"Still think she's more important?" Lucas' voice whispered in my ear. Before I could even remark a smart reply or even know what happened, his body was out the door. The only thing that ran through my mind at the moment was his lips. Lucas' soft lips. I brought my hand slowly up to my lips, touching them slightly as if I really felt them the tingle still there would be gone. I didn't want that. Wait, what? What am I thinking!? No. No, I don't want his lips against mine again. No...Right?

Don't ask me what happened. One minute, Lucas and I were arguing over our past relationship and next thing I know, my lips are against his. Not only did he kiss me, but I kissed him back. Now that wasn't me. No, sir. I...Why didn't I push him away? I finally shook my head, realizing what I was doing. No, not this again. I don't,and I repeat DON'T,have feelings for Lucas Scott anymore. He's my past and that's all he ever will be to me now. Even if I would try to avoid it, even if he most definitely would try not to avoid it, we'd have to talk about the kiss. Or maybe it was the other way around; truth be told, I wanted to know why He had kissed me. It was weird, well, to say the least; still, he had done it. But also, another part of me didn't want to know. What if it was like when I was leaving for California all over again? He'd tell me he still likes me or, most unlikely, love me; I'd end up crying and running out on him.

No.

He was the reason I even closed my heart up in the first place. I didn't want hurt anymore. I gave him God knows how many chances, he blew them all. No, I wasn't dealing with it again. It's a stupid theory anyways. He doesn't love me, just like I don't love him. Or even like in any way other than friendship. For Christ's Sake, he was engaged to my best friend. That's definitely showing he's not interested. Huh, knowing him, he probably would try to get me, just to get a girl. No. Stupid, stupid Brooke. Lucas isn't like that. He's one of the only nice guys you'd ever meet. He's helped me out countless of times and gave me the benefit of the doubt and just, well, just believed in me. I loved him dearly for that too. But the keyword there was loved. Past tense. I mean, I still love him, but not in the way I used to. That feeling left in high school.

Ha, now I know I'm going loca. I keep repeating the same damn thing AND I just spoke spanish. The little thought made me roll my eyes and I sort of snapped out of my trance I was in. I made my way slowly towards Naley's bed and took a seat but before I could think anymore, Haley burst into the room.

"What the hell happened, Brooke?" Well hi to you too.

I only sighed and shrugged, biting the inside of my lip instinctively.

She gave me a look and I knew didn't believe me. But should I tell her? Should she know exactly what happened between me and my ex boyfriend? I don't really think so; she'd find out anyways, maybe not soon...Oh, who am I kidding? I gotta tell Haley. Now that I don't trust to tell anything Peyton; she's already in the hospital, I don't need to be making matters worse. I stood up straight and moved from biting the inside of my lip to my actual bottom lip.

"It's a lot to explain." I whispered softly. This was the best way to start it off. I patted the space next to me and she slowly came over, taking a light seat next to me. "He came up; we talked a bit. But we started arguing because I knew about the whole Jake thing before him and told you before him. It was starting to get ugly; Our past relationship got into the conversation...somehow. And," I stopped for a second. Could I say this? "And then he came up to me and...kissed me." My voice was a whisper by the time I finished. I knew I at least had to tell one person or else I'd turn into a madwoman. I mean, who would I have gone to advice to? Sam? She's too young right now to probably understand how this makes me, him, Peyton or anyone else feel. Haley was probably my best choice. She had been there through Peyton and Lucas' time and also through mine and Lucas' time. She knew everything, and now, literally everything.

I glanced up and peeked at Haley through my eyelashes, biting on my lip again. Her eyes were wide, her jaw dropped. She showed the shock my face never showed. "Oh. My. God." That's all she said. I knew she was probably screaming on the inside; I'd be freaking too if I was in her position.

"Say something, Haley. Please?" She had to say something, anything. I started to freak out. Why? Not so sure. But I knew I was.

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just know that one minute we were fighting and like that," I snapped my fingers. "His lips were on mine."

Suddenly, I felt like I was making Lucas seem like the bad guy. I mean, he wasn't with Peyton...at the moment that is. Haley probably still thinks they're gonna get together still, so what if she yelled at him now? I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn't think of anything to say to make him look like he wasn't the one to make him kiss me, because the truth is that he did kiss me and I didn't tell him or invoke any body language to make him think that. At least I don't think I did. I was pretty angry, I knew that much and he was angry... No, I couldn't think of anything.

"Well, there has to be a reason, Brooke. Maybe..." She sighed and ran a hand through her dark hair then slumped her shoulders. "I don't know." Haley was smart, but probably not too smart to get into Lucas Scott's head. No offense to Haley in anyway, because I don't think anyone really could. He could be brooding in a time of crisis and you'd think it's about the situation and it's a whole different thing. Or he could have a serious face at a game for something that happened last week. Although that theory was highly unlikely.

I sighed and shook my head as well, placing my elbows on my legs and putting my head in my hands. "I don't either." I replied softly. This was wrong, this was so wrong. I couldn't be doing this to Peyton. Maybe Lucas was just hurting. Yeah, that's it...No, he was angry. Not hurt at the moment. Sigh.

I didn't know, I just didn't know. There was a million questions unanswered. Why did he kiss me? Why did our relationship come up? Ok, that one was easy; I was the dumbass to bring it up. Next question, where did this leave us? I didn't want to talk, he probably didn't; we had to. Did we have to tell Peyton? I can't lie to her. But I can't hurt her either. Last but not least...Why did I...I hate to admit this, but I knew finally what the feeling was...Why did I like it?

Haley placed a hand on my back and rubbed it softly. It was her own little way of comforting me without saying anything. She probably didn't know exactly what I was thinking, but she knew I was confused. And as sure as hell I was.

God, why'd did life have to be so complicated.

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I spent the rest of the day with Haley, talking off and on about the situation. I know she was dying to know more, probably exact words, but I only gave her a few facts. I couldn't talk much about it. It didn't exactly feel right for some reason. This was me and Lucas' problem and we had to solve it.

Whoa. Hold your horses, Davis. He's not your boyfriend, he's your friend. That's all. Nothing more, nothing less.

That's the way it's always gonna be. We tried a relationship, we failed.

I was sitting in the kitchen, Haley getting take out. I sniffed and realized my tears were about to overflow. But why? Lucas had been my friend now for like, 5 years now. Why was I crying? I realized I felt the same way I felt when he told me he loved me and I was leaving. Oh my God. No, no. No, no, no, no. Oh my God. I'm such a horrible friend. This wasn't happening, not to me. But it was. I guess I'm prone for bad relationship statuses. I officially realized something I thought would never happen to me again in my life. I was in love. And not just with anyone, with Lucas Scott. He was my best friend's. They were meant to be. I finally knew why I had those bad feelings toward Peyton and why I wanted to taste his lips again. But if I did this, it's just bring up everything all over again. Nope, i wouldn't do this. I'd just have to keep it a secret, not even Haley could know. Just me, myself, and I. But how long would that last?

"I'm back. Chinese ok?" Haley's voice floated to me from the hall in the front.

"It's fine." I said as she walked in. She took in my facial expression and time hadn't been on my side because I didn't have enough to compose it. "You ok?" She questioned, and with my delicate state, I questioned myself.

I composed myself and offered the best smile I could. "Perfect."

If only.

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Sorry it's short. I just really wanted this part up. So, Brooke just realized she's in love with Lucas. The moment we've been waiting for! Let's see how much longer it'll be kept a secret, or how much time until Lucas realizes his own feelings. As always, review; it makes me really happy. :)

PS: I have another story up that's Lucas/Brooke/Dean triangle. It's under crossover with Brooke/Dean but that's only because I didn't know where else to put it. It's called Three Screwed Up Lives. Check it out and review it. :)