Brooke was coming through the front door as Peyton was getting ready to leave. She was rushing around looking for her car keys and phone.
"Hey best friend, what's the hurry?" Brooke asked with her usual cheeriness.
"Got to get to Lucas's house...the book...crap, have you seen my car keys"
Brooke's face broke out into the mother of all grins.
"I was right wasn't I? He wrote another book about you! Oh my god, this is so romantic! Please tell me you're going to take him back?" Brooke pleaded.
"Yeah...we never should have broke...well I just thought...DAMN IT, WHERE THE HELL ARE MY KEYS"
"Peyton, sweetie, calm down. You can take my car but you're not going anywhere looking like that"
Peyton stopped rummaging for a moment and looked down at herself. She was dressed in a pair of yellow sleep shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was pulled back messily and she was wearing no make-up. She didn't care, wanting only to get there as fast as she could.
Brooke could see her weighing her options in her head and decided to step in.
"Honey, some day this is going to be a movie. Do you really want people to know you had your most life changing moment dressed like an extra from the thriller video? Even Scarlett Johansson couldn't pull this off. She would be a great Peyton by the way"
"Brooke...Scarlett Johansson...really"
"Totally, she'd be awesome"
"OK, I'll get changed quickly, but I swear if in the ten minutes I take Lindsay calls Lucas and he takes her back then I will make sure you are played by Sienna Miller"
"Not that little tramp, she can't even act"
Peyton decided to end the conversation before Brooke went on another thirty minute rant about her distaste for the actress.
"Alright, I'm getting changed," Peyton started towards the stairs.
"Remember to put on a little make up, and drag a brush through your hair," Brooke snarked.
Fifteen minutes later Peyton was finished and ready to leave. Brooke heard her coming down the stairs and went out to the hall to give her approval.
She was wearing a white summer dress which came to about half way down her thighs and a pair of pink flip flops. She had taken her hair down and applied a little powder and lip gloss. It was all she needed, the summer had left her with a great tan.
"Wish me luck," Peyton smiled.
"You won't need it, not this time. I can tell this is it!" Brooke teared up a little. She was telling the truth, something was telling her it was finally time for Peyton and Lucas to have their happy ending.
Peyton stepped forward and hugged Brooke tightly.
"Thanks for everything B Davis, I don't know how I would have gotten by without you"
"You're stronger than you think Peyton"
The girls ended the hug and Peyton finally left.
When she pulled up outside his house she was surprised to find she wasn't nervous.
Lucas was finishing up some plays for the team when he heard the knock at the door. He smiled slightly, recognising the knock. How sad was it that he still knew her knock?
He opened the door and was met by a beautiful looking Peyton. His nerves suddenly got the better of him as he realised she was here for one of two reasons. She had read the book and was here to fall into his arms and live happily ever after. Or she was here to ram the book down his throat and threaten him with a restraining order.
She smiled shyly at him and he smiled back. It was the most subtle gesture but it meant more to him than anything.
She took one step forward and crashed her lips against his. He recovered quickly from the surprise and pulled her body hard against his, kissing her back with abandon.
Her hands were running softly up and down his back. His hands were in her hair, a place they had so missed.
She broke off the kiss and he rested his forehead against hers, both were breathing heavily.
"Do you want to come in," he smirked.
She laughed a little and took his hand as he led her into the bedroom. The both sat on the end of the bed still holding hands.
"The book was amazing Luke, it broke my heart," she whispered stroking his knuckles with her thumb.
"I thought you should know Peyton. No matter what stupid things I do or say I never gave my heart to anyone else. It's still back in that hotel room"
"Well how about we work on getting it back?" She asked with a smile. She kissed him again, molding herself to his body. He pulled her so she was straddling his lap and began rubbing his hands up and down her back.
She began trailing kisses down his neck towards the top of his T-Shirt. He groaned as her lips came into contact with a long forgotten erogenous zone above his colar bone. She had always known his body better than anyone else and he felt himself harden.
She felt this and began to move her hips in soft circles, teasing him mercilessly.
He gripped the bottom of her dress in his hands and she raised herself onto her knees. He pulled the dress from her body and sat back in awe. She had always managed to make him breathless. He knew she had certain insecurities about her body but he saw her as nothing less than a goddess. All she was wearing was a tiny pair of pink panties. She hadn't needed a bra, something which had always excited him. She lamented her small breasts but he had never known anything sexier than her going bra-less. He had once almost embarrassed himself in TRIC after realising she was bare under her top. Luckily they had managed to sneak off to his car and take care of the resulting arousal.
He hugged her tight laying kisses against her chest. He could see the angry red mark left by whoever she was with the other night, but ignored it. It wasn't important now, she was his.
She was tugging at his T-Shirt and he had to let go of her for a moment so she could raise the garment over his head.
Their eyes locked and they stared at each other for what felt like hours, both with the same thought. "How could I ever think I could let this go?" They held the tender moment between them for as long as they could before crashing back into each other and making both their dreams reality.
They made love the sun came up, taking time to rediscover each others bodies. They talked in heated whispers of how great the future would be, how they would never let go again. Eventually they fell asleep tangled together, whole again.
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