BPOV
I pull up to Peyton's house about 10 minutes later to see Lucas walking out of it. That sight sends an unmistakeable pang through my chest. Look Brooke don't jump to any conclusions, he might've just come over to see if...um, to see if...hell he doesn't need a reason to come over he's her friend to. Alright you can do this. You're Brooke Davis damnit, and Brooke Davis can do anything. Plus this is Peyton. Your bestfriend in the whole world who you've been to hell and back with to many times to count. My little pep-talk takes around 6 minutes and I finally decide to get outta the car and go inside.
I stand in her doorway for a few seconds and just admire her. She looks happy, content, something I haven't really seen her in a long time, and again the pang comes back in my chest.
"See something you like?" she questions with a laugh.
"Maybe I do," I cockily reply back. At this she just laughs and rolls her eyes. After a few more hesitant seconds I walk into her room and sit down beside her on the bed. "Hey, do you mind if we talk?" I ask quickly before my nerves get the best of me.
"Of course, but I've kinda got something to tell you, so do you mind if I go first?"
Fuck! I'm to late! She going to tell me that she still loves Lucas and that they've just gotten back together. I knew I never had a chance with her. Ok Brooke keep your emotions in check, you just want her to be happy. Even if that means you're stuck in the friend zone for the rest of your life. Just calmly tell her about your feelings and let her know it's alright that she doesn't return them. You've got this.
"L-look, before you tell me about you and Broody getting back t-together, I really need you to hear this," I start nervously.
"Brooke, Lucas and I-,"
"Please Peyton, I really need to say this b-before I can't," I beg and she silently nods her head. I take a deep breath and begin. "Look, I know you l-love Lucas," I put up my hand to stop her protests before they began, and to get the acid taste out of my mouth after having to say that last part. Don't get me wrong I love guy, just not with my girl. "And I accept that, kind of. Ok not at all, but I'll learn to accept it Peyton. I'll learn to accept it because, b-because I love you," I have tears in my eyes now, so much for keping my emotions in check. "And I know what you're fixing to say. You're fixing to say th-that you love me to, b-but I'm not talking about friends-ship love. I'm trying to t-tell you that I'm in love with you. It's always been you Peyton, even when we w-were fighting." Now I'm trying to hold back the sobs that want to break forth. " And I know you don't feel the same as me, and I don't expect you to, but-" I'm suddenly cut off by the softest pair of lips I've ever felt on my own. They feel and taste WAY better than I had ever imagined. This kiss is by far the best kiss of my life. It's slow and gentle, but also so full of love that it makes me want to jump around her room doing the happy dance, or jump her right here and now. Me personally, I'd prefer the latter, but I don't know about her so...yeah. When we break apart for air she just smirks at me.
"Am I allowed to talk now?" she questions with laughter in her voice. I just shrug sheepishly and try to fight back the worry that she kissed me just to shut me up. "Thank you. Now what I was trying to tell you before you launched into your well rehearsed speech," I slap her arm at that and she chuckles quietly, "what I was trying to tell you B. Davis is that I love you to. Now I know what you're fixing to say, but I'm not talking about friendship love," she quotes me with a laugh and I slap her again. "But seriously Brooke I love you. I have now for the longest time, and I think it's pretty ironic that you decide to confess on the same day as me. Way to steal my thunder," she finishes with a pout.
I lean over and kiss her with a smirk on my face, and her pout instantly turns into a grin. The smirk on my face vanishes when I remember that Luke was here earlier. "What about Luke?"
She gives me a questioning look. "What about him?"
"I saw him coming outta your house when I pulled up. I assumed he came by to ask you to take him back."
"Didn't I tell you not to make assumptions? You're gonna end up hurting yourself one of these days," she grins at her joke. "I asked him to come over to talk. Like I told you, I planned on telling you how I felt today and I needed someone to talk with. You have absolutely nothing to worry about babe. I love you, not him," she finishes with a gentle smile.
Instead of replying I launch myself into her arms and bury my head in the crook of her neck. "I love you to Goldilocks." She pulls back and brings me into another kiss, this one completely different from the last. The first one was loving and gentle, while this one is steamy and passionate and full of desire. I run my tongue along her bottom lip and get granted access almost immediately. When we finally break for air I stare into her beautiful lustfilled hazel eyes. I think they're the darkest I've ever seen them. I then remember that she always keeps her webcam on.
"Well we just gave some of your admirers quite the show huh?"
She blushes a bright red and mumbles something along the lines of that she hopes her dad wasn't watching. I laugh, give her a quick kiss, and stand. She raises her eyebrow and puts on her adorable pouty face again. "I've got to go break up with Felix," I simply state.
"Oh yeah, I forgot you were dating that tool," she replies with a scowl.
"My, my, are you jealous Blondie?"
"Well duh, but that doesn't change the fact that he's a tool." I just laugh, and pull her into another longer kiss. "Call me afterwards? I want to make sure you're ok. Oh and by the way, I love you."
"Will do and love you to." I say before I dramatically take my leave, making Peyton laugh behind me. Kay, now comes the easy part of all of this. I hope he takes it well though, cause I really don't want to deal with any drama at the moment. Oh well. I mean what's the worst he can do?
PPOV
I can't believe it. I, Peyton Sawyer, have finally gotten the girl of my dreams. Speaking of dreams, I really hope this isn't one, cause I think I'd literally die. "Ow! Nope, this definitely isn't a dream." Confirming that just made my smile grow even larger, which I didn't think was possible. I was brought out of my euphoric thoughts by the ringing of my cell.
"Hello?"
"Hey sweetie."
"Oh hey daddy. What's up?" God please don't let him have seen the kiss between me and Brooke. Please, please, please, please, please.
"Oh nothing much. I was going to call you earlier to ask you to webchat with me, please no, please no, please no, but I saw that you were pretty busy. Fucking damnit! Oh well I guess he was going to have to find out eventually.
"So you saw me and Brooke?" I ask blushing furiously.
"I did, but don't worry as soon as I realized what was going on I quit watching. Look sweetheart, I just wanted to call and tell you that I still love you and that I'm ok with this."
"Really? Oh daddy thank you! I was worried that you would be disgusted with me once you found out." I'm so happy that I'm surprised I haven't burst yet. But even with me being as happy as I am at the moment, i can't help but worry for Brooke.
"Of course I wouldn't be disgusted with you Peyton, you're my baby girl and I love you with all of my heart."
"I love you to dad. Do you have any idea on when you're going to be back?"
"Actually, that was another reason I was wanting to talk to you. We're ahead of schedule and I'm going to able to be home within the next two weeks."
"That's amazing!"
"I thought you'd be excited about that, but hey it's kinda late here and I've got a job in the morning, so I'll talk to you soon ok? I love you baby. Take care of yourself and Brooke."
Bye dad I love you to, and I will." I hang up the phone feeling extremely light, but worried at the same time. I just hope that Brooke does this quickly so I know she's safe.
It's been a couple of hours since Brooke left and I'm starting to worry. She hasn't called me and I know for a fact that it doesn't take 2 and a ½ hours to break up with someone. I've tried calling her a couple of times already but she hasn't answered, hence me worrying my head off. That worry that I had earlier has been replaced by a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach and I don't like it. Ok, that's it, I can't take waiting any longer. I've got to go and make sure Brooke's alright and if she is kick her ass for making me worry so much. If she's not then...I don't even want to think about what I'll do if she's not alright. There's no other option, she has to be.
I grab my keys off of my night stand and sprint to my car. God please let her have broken up with Felix at her house, and PLEASE let her be alright. Please. I plead over and over again as I drive. I pull up to her driveway to see her parents are gone, big surprise there, and that her bug is in the driveway. I breath a quick sigh of relief before it's replaced with worry again and I run up to her house. It's unlocked and I take the stairs three at a time to get to her room. I open her door repeating my new mantra of she's ok, she's ok she's- "BROOKE!"