Okay alright I know I so slacked on this one but running three stories while working on two others will most likely end up with one of them being put on th back burner and for those who loved this one this is my way of saying sorry because I decided to not make this one go one forever. I plan to do this one, the break up and then the reunited one when they first got back together as just enemies with perks. So here is Mine- Couple bliss to get a look into who Brucas evolved into once they took that step. Enjoy! I own nothing.
Couple Bliss
Okay, that is fucking it. If I run across one more pair of party hoe panties left in this couch I am so not doing this. Matter of fact, screw this I am just going to put the cushions back and febreeze the shit out of this sofa because I am not digging around in this shit anymore. I called myself being a good girlfriend and taking the initiative an cleaning my boy's house but I didn't take into the account that this is a house full of man whores. I swear after finding the fourth neon pink thong crammed into the damn sofa cushions I feel like I want to gag. Thank god I thought ahead to wear gloves otherwise the boys would come home to an incinerated couch. Why am I doing this? Well the guys have all but hinted that someone needed to clean the place up after the last party and they've pretty much been living in filth for a month. When Lucas and I started dating four months back I remember this place being spotless. It wasn't till Chase transferred back home that I realized it was all his doing. Now Jake moved in from next door, Owen is useless after his shifts, and Lucas for some reason doesn't think he should have to clean anything he didn't fuck up. I swear these guys are so juvenile. So out of the goodness of my heart and some misguided notion that this is what girlfriends do, I decided to tackle this place. They're all gone on a boys weekend/work thing. Lucas' dad the asshole insisted he had to come home to help him with some heavy lifting and demanded he bring his boys with him since they're all living rent free in the house anyway. Lucas wanted me to come but I had no desire to go back to Tree Hill. I hated that place and hate it even more since my parents are there full time now. Plus I'd be just plain bored. Lucas said he'd find a way to entertain me but I just told him to go have fun and work up a sweat. They're going to be gone for two days so my plan is to have them come back to a spotless house and a home cooked meal. I swear if I see one more Mc Donalds bag I am going to scream. At least back at my place either me or Rachel would get in the kitchen and cook something. That was one thing I could be thankful for that my parents decided to push me and Nate off on the help. We both learned how to cook from the top chefs in the states. My parents revolved them out almost every three months so Nathan and I have a pretty wide range of culinary skills.
Finally I am done in the living room and it's time to move on to the kitchen. At least that won't take too long since I generally keep that clean when I'm here. Or so I thought. I'm standing here at the threshold of the door and I feel like I'm about to pass out. There is a sink full of dishes, the floor looks like something pink was wasted and left there and there is a smell of something spoiled. What the hell did these guys do last week. I basically stayed at my place for the first time in a month and slept there with Lucas and now I see why. He usually hates to sleep in my bed but for some reason (his place was grotesque) he wanted to stay over and so we did last weekend. Now I take one step into the kitchen. One step and my foot moves but my shoe stays put. I look down and see I must've stepped in something because my shoe is stuck in that spot. I got to pick it up thinking I can just pick it right up but I am surprised to find it still stuck to the floor and my hand empty. What the hell is on this floor? I feel like quitting right now seriously because at this rate I'll be done cleaning by the time they get home and won't have no time to cook. Damn what the hell was I thinking doing this. I'm not the usual type to even be in a real relationship. I didn't used to do boyfriends but somehow Lucas snuck up on me. I want to do things for him that'll make him smile or feel good about himself. It's the first time I've ever thought about someone else's feeling before mine. It's scary really. I was always the unattainable, the emotionally unavailable, the coolly detached but not anymore. Now I feel like a real girlfriend. I'm not sure what real girlfriends do so this is pretty much my stab at that. I just hope he likes it.
Oh my god. I'm done. The living room is clean, the kitchen is spotless, the halls are cleared of debris and I, Brooke Davis, discovered new territory in this house. Who knew they actually had a decent looking dining room set underneath all the magazines, condom wrappers and discarded flyers, books and papers. It smells like heaven in here. The house is clean, the food is almost done and Lucas just texted me saying they're about to pull up. I'm going up to his room to get ready. I want this to be a sit down dinner with us and his house mates. The boys love me so I know they'll appreciate what I've done for them too. I hear the truck pull up and walk down the stairs and sit on the recliner because there is no way in hell I am ever sitting on that couch again. Jake is the first one to some in and stops mid-sentence.
"Dude I am fucking hungry so I say we…"
Owen walks in next followed by Lucas and the three of them stand by the door looking shocked.
"Brooke baby did you do all this?"
"Yea Brookie and what is that I smell? Jake asked looking in the direction of the kitchen.
"That my dear man is the dinner I made from scratch. So you boys go wash up and come downstairs in a button down shirt and no Owen that is not a request." I say seeing him open his mouth. He's more of a t-shirt guy but I know he owns at least one and he's going to wear it tonight.
"Yes Ma'am" the men say as they hop up the stairs, Lucas lagging behind and walking over to me.
"Baby you didn't have to do this."
"I know, but I wanted to."
"Pretty Girl that smells really good in there."
"I know that too boyfriend but you have to go upstairs to clean up first before you can see what it is."
I push up on my tip toes and kiss him and he goes to deepen the kiss but I squirm from his grip and slap him on the butt to let him know to get a move on. He goes but all the while smiling at me and it's now I know this was a good idea. I make my way into the kitchen to put my finishing touches on everything and I'm in there for about thirteen minutes when I hear the boys clamoring down the stairs. I see Jake and Owen pushing each other as they walk towards the kitchen and I laugh because they look like a couple of six year olds fighting to get to the table. They come in the kitchen and start to lift off tops of stuff and I slap both their hands.
"Oww. Damn Brooke was that necessary?"
"Yes Jake it was now both of you out. You can go have a seat at the table."
"What table" they both ask.
"The one in your dining room."
"We have a dining room?" Jake asks as Owen leads him the way.
I have the table set minimally since they don't really have place settings or anything but I was able to find some beautiful wild flowers out front to put in a vase in the middle of the table and a table cloth that was folded and shoved in the back of their linen closet. Lucas comes downstairs last and smiles at me as he has a seat. I've already got the garlic bread on the table along with the Caesar salad. I go back to the kitchen and Lucas follows.
"Need any help in here baby?"
"No I got it. I'm just bringing out the food."
"You know you look so sexy in here working and cooking."
"Well thank you. Now no peeking, go have a seat."
He back out the kitchen with that smirk and I follow out with the first two dishes.
"Alright guys I hope you are hungry. So tonight we have manicotti made from scratch, sautéed squash with zucchini, and herb scalloped potatoes with fresh garlic bread and it you guys have room you can have some of my apple cobbler with ice cream."
I watched as the guys sat there with their mouths watering and Jake stood up and walked over to me and bent down on one knee.
"Brooke Davis you are the perfect woman. You got a bangin' body and you can cook. It would do me great honor if you would marry me."
We all kind of started laughing but I could tell jealous Luke wasn't far behind if Jake didn't let go of my hand.
"Sorry Jake. I don't do marriage. We can fool around though" I said patting him on the head and walking back to the kitchen to grab the rest of the food. I knew it wasn't long before Lucas came in.
"So do I really need to go over how you are not allowed to let any other guy touch you again?"
"Actually yes, why don't we go over that again."
"Well it's like this. As long as you're my girl no one is allowed to look at, talk to, or touch you, otherwise there is going to be a lot of shit going down."
"You know I think I like this jealous side of you. Make me feel all special."
"Good. Now while we're on the subject why is it I have to share you with these guys tonight I mean I didn't even know you could cook and I feel like I should've had this all to myself."
"Luke let's be serious, neither of us are super romantic people so I doubt a romantic candle light dinner would've been anything entertaining to either of us. We're just different."
"Different, that's a nice way to put it."
"You know I mean different in a good way. The best way" I say as I lean up to give him a sweet kiss. It's moments like these I've started to grow to love. I was never this kind of girl but I find myself getting more and more infatuated with Lucas. I'm not even sure if he feels as deeply as I do but I know if it's even half he feels pretty damn strong.
The dinner was perfect. The boys love there is a woman in the house and I figure I can have them all house broken by the end of the summer. I put Jake and Owen on dish duty while I drag Lucas upstairs for a little quality time. He's lying in his bed while I read over the list of literary work he was suppose to be working on. It was given to him by his English lit teacher along with two of his other prized sudents as a summer prerequisite thing for their accelerated class to start in the fall. I knew the boy was smart back in school but I had no idea my baby was as good as he was. By the time I'm done reading it I had no idea he was off the bed and in front of me holding an envelope.
"What's this?"
"It's something I want you to read."
I take the envelope addressed to me and open it as he kneels down in front of me, putting his head in my lap and wrapping his arms around my waist.
There are many words in the English language but none powerful enough to express just how deep my feelings for you go. Love doesn't seem strong enough and I'm not sure I've ever shown just how important you are to me. You are my Pretty Girl, the girl I fantasized and dreamed about for so long without even knowing those feelings were only a small piece of what I could feel for you. I wake up in the mornings and when you aren't there in my arms I ache for you. When I go without seeing your smile it rips away at me and the only thing that makes that pain go away is the sound of your voice. I love everything about you; good and bad. I love that with just one look you can make me feel alive, calm and centered all at once. You believe in me when so few do and you support me when even less don't. I'd be lost without you Pretty girl and I just needed you to know that
Love Lucas
I felt the first tear run down my cheek and I looked down at the boy in my lap and I leaned over to kiss the top of his head. I don't know when he did this but it means so much to me that he did. He's not looking at me right now because he always hates to be vulnerable like I do but he did this for me just so I'd know how he felt. God I love this boy. We've only been together a few months but when I'm with him I feel like it's been a lifetime. I never believed in soul mates and still don't but if there were ever a guy to make me think twice about it, it's Lucas. He finally raises his head and studies my face. I lean forward and kiss him softly and suddenly I'm in his arms and lying under him on his bed. His button down shirt is the first to go. I love that he forgot to put on an undershirt because now I can rake my fingers over his toned body. We get down to just underwear in a matter of seconds when there is a knock at the door. Lucas was already about to remove my bra but instead dropped his head over my shoulder to the pillow and growled.
"Who is it" I ask sweetly.
"It's Owen open up."
"Go the fuck away" Lucas adds and it's very obvious he's in no mood to stop.
"Seriously man, you want to get out here and see this."
We both hear as Owen's feet make their way down the hall and the stairs and Lucas lifts up and shifts over to his window and then a slew of curse words spill out.
"What's wrong" I say trying to sit up but he covers my body with his and stops me.
"I want you to stay up here and stay just like this, actually I want you to strip down the rest of the way and be naked and ready when I get back."
"I thought you liked taking the rest off of me?"
"I do but I don't want any delays when I get back so…" He kisses me hard and I seriously consider trapping him to the bed so he can't leave but he pulls away leaving me reeling, " make sure the only thing touching your skin is my sheets when I get back pretty girl."
He gets up and throws on a pair of jeans and disappears out of his door. I do as he says and discard my underwear and pulled the top sheet back over me and waited. It was seconds before the door flew open and standing at the threshold was a pissed off looking red head.
"So you are the reason huh? I should have known."
Lucas and Jake showed up behind her and she hauled off and slapped Lucas and started to try and slap him again but Jake caught her and she was being carried down the hall while Lucas came into his room shutting the door. He walked over to his dresser to get a blunt ready and I am assuming it's because he's about to try and cool down. He didn't look like he was going to explain so I took the first step.
"So you gonna explain that?"
"Nope" he spat out splitting the cigar to ready it for the weed. I'm not new at this but that sure looked like a girl who was either currently involved or recently un-involved with the boy I was in love with and I started to think this feeling in the pit of my stomach was very similar to the one you feel when you're getting cheated on. I'm starting to get madder by the minute so before I say something stupid I am going to get dressed and leave but the second the sheets fly off Lucas' attention is back on me.
"Where you going?"
"Leaving."
I put the panties back on first and then I was reaching for the damn bra but he snatched it from me.
"Give it back" I say sternly because I am in no mood.
"No. You get back in bed so I can fuck you."
"That sweetheart is defiantly not going to happen" I'm sure I say with a smile but the tone is less than cheery. I put the jeans on next and then throw on my shirt which I realize makes it obvious I have on no bra but I don't care. I just want away from him.
"Brooke baby-"
"Lucas who the hell was that?"
"She's nobody."
"NOBODY! Do I look stupid to you?"
"Brooke-"
This time I don't give him a chance I slap him so hard his words get caught in his mouth but what I didn't expect was for him to grab me. Now I'm sure it's going to be impossible to get away.
"Will you stop!"
"NO! YOU CHEATING SON OF A BITCH!"
"I'm not cheating on you. You know how I feel about you."
"Do I or do I just know all about how good you are with the pretty words" I snatch away from him and I'm almost to the door before he grabs me again and throws me back on the bed. I struggle to get up but damn his strength because he's got me pinned to the bed. I'm crying because I want out, out of his room, out of his grasp, out of the bullshit that I managed to convince myself was anything but sex. He has this look on his face like he's hurt. What the hell does he have to be hurt about. I'm the one who completely embarrassed herself by going all Betty Crocker and Susie Homemaker.
"Brooke will you please just listen okay."
"NO."
"Fine then I'll just say it. The girl is an Ex…only she didn't know she was an Ex."
"What?"
"I..,look when we first started I was kind of seeing someone on the regular basis, for sex. She wasn't like a girlfriend or anything-"
"Did she know that?"
"No but-"
"God you are a supreme ass!"
"Brooke baby-"
"Don't you baby me you asshole. You made me the other woman!"
"No look ask Owen-"
"Do you think I'm stupid, Owen would just lie for you and so would Jake for that matter."
"Okay well ask Mouth. He won't. The kid is obsessed with you and he would tell you the truth."
"And what's that Lucas because it seems like you were all too happy with smoothing right on over it."
"I was embarrassed and pissed. I had told her things weren't working out but I hadn't come right out and said it. I didn't want to hurt her feelings. I'm in love with you and I swear at no point have you been the other woman and there have been no other women other than you. Come on Pretty Girl you know I'm telling the truth."
I want to slap him right now but he still has me pinned. I don't know if I can really believe it. I've been cheated on before and been the other woman so I know what it feels like and I don't want to be that girl again. On the other hand I really want to believe him. So what do I do? I believe him.
"You swear you aren't sleeping with her?"
"I swear, not since the party when we met back up."
"And you swear you weren't cheating on her with me?"
"I swear."
"And you swear that I can ask Mouth and you won't do that scary scowl thing and scare him into not saying anything?"
"I won't even be in the room if that makes you happy. Now do you believe me?"
"I guess."
"You know, there was no way I was letting you out of this room with that shirt on and no bra."
"Sure you weren't."
"No seriously. This shirt is way too thin. I can see every curve underneath" he said as his hands smothed over the fabric and caressed me. I love his touch. It's so fucking addictive.
"Well it is one of Jake's favorites."
"You keep talking like that and I just may go stab his eyes out for looking at you. And you, well I just may have to punish you for giving him something to look at."
"Well you know me."
"I do."
That night Lucas and I made love and I have to say it was hot. The screams and moans from his room had to have been loud enough because when I went to leave I received a standing ovation from Jake, Owen and Tim who had joined the guys. Lucas came downstairs to see me off and probably do a little begging for me to just stay the night.
"Damn girl if I had known you was this domesticated 'The Tim' would've put up a fight for you."
"Tim stop looking at my girl's ass."
"Sorry Luke but when you got a girl like that you gotta expect guys to enjoy the eye andy, right fellas?"
Tim lifted his hand expecting Owen or Jake to pound his fist but Jake simply cleared his throat and looked at the TV while Owen buried his eyes in a TV guide.
"Aww come on guys that's weak. You two were just saying how you'd tap that if Luke hadn't snatched her up."
"Awww guys that is so sweet. I'm just going to have to start bringing my friends around so you guys can look at something you can actually have."
I giggled when Lucas' lips attached themselves to my neck and he began tactic number one to get me to stay. We somehow had become one of those couples that didn't care about PDA.
"Bye guys!"
"Bye Brooke." The guys all said trying to keep their eyes away from their friend and his girl.
I managed to pull away long enough to get out the door but once out on his porch he was right back to convincing me to stay. Tactic number two; begging.
"Come on baby just stay, it's getting late and I really want to wake up tomorrow with my girl in my arms preferably doing things to me."
"Sorry Broody but I need my girl time."
"Well if it's a threesome you want-"
"I would suggest you stop right there mister."
"I'm just saying if you like the girl time I got atleast three girls I could call to fufil that need. All I ask is hat I can watch."
"You are a super perv you know that?"
"Only because you make me that way."
I go to leave again and right on time he starts with tactic number three; physical restraint. He's got this vice like grip on me that I can't get out of.
"Broody, you have to let go so I can go home."
"Why, you could just give in to me now and save us both the trouble and just stay here."
"But I'm not staying here."
Okay as sweet as this is I really need to make a getaway before he- too late. Now I'm swept up over his shoulder and he's carrying me back inside. I'm met with a few cheers of 'Brooke's Back' as he makes his way back upstairs.
"Lucas Scott, put me down right now" I demand pretending to be mad but he knows I'm not.
"Hey I gave you a chance to decide to stay on your own but since you can't be trusted to make right choices I just have to make them for you now don't I."
H kicks his door open and shuts it with his foot. Then he walks over to the bed were he dumps me on it and manages to sneak my keys from my pocket along with my phone. She darts away and lock both items up in his new safe he got and I make it off the bed and over to him just as he shut the door.
"Give those back."
"Nope. You Pretty Girl are my prisoner for the night. You can get them back tomorrow afternoon."
"No I will get them back now. You act like I can't figure out what the combination is."
"You're right I am acting exactly like that because you won't."
"I bet it's my birthday."
"Nope."
"Lily's birthday."
"Good guess but nope."
"Haley's birthday?"
"No baby now stop thinking about that stuff and lets spend some time together."
"No. I like this game. Is it your mothers birthday?"
"No."
"Dan's?"
"Hell No."
"Is it anyone's birthday?"
"No."
"Anniversary?"
"No."
"Ooooo I know, my measurements since you were so obsessed with my body."
"Another really good guess. Maybe I should check those measurement to be sure-"
"Lucas don't you even think of touching me right now" I say backing away to his door but he already knows what I was about to do so he gets there first and grabs me. We're back on his bed and now he had my laying on top of him as we kiss. He has got a phenomenal mouth. I've probably said it before but damn. He has a phenomenal mouth.
"A-L-T-E-R, alter, oh and look triple letter score. Your turn Broody.
After his little stunt with my phone I decided on a little payback. If he was going to make me stay there was no way he was getting any. I know it's bad but hey he's gotta learn that he is not in control. I am.
"S-E-X, what I would really like to be having with my girlfriend right about now." He says as he sits on his bed and I'm in his chair. I figure distance makes it good but I'm also not making it easy on him since I lean over every chance I get to give him a good look down my shirt.
"A-B-S-T-A-I-N, abstain."
Lucas scoffed as I took the time to stock back up on letters. He put his letter down and I had to blush a little because his next word was nipple, which was right by suck, clit, ass and every other dirty word he could find. I personally think he's cheating.
"Come on Brooke."
"No. No sex. What did we agree on?"
"You said if you agree to say I agree to no sex."
"And you did agree so stop with the dirty words Mr. Scott, they will get you no where."
"Well what if I give you the phone back?"
"Just the phone?"
"Yes just the phone, I give you the phone and you give me a little attention."
"Sorry Broody no deal."
"Brooke."
"Lucas."
I know I was just fueling the fire but I love to make his squirm.
"Brooke, baby. Why don't you join me on the bed?"
"Because if I do you'll get all handsy and we can't have that."
"Why not. You don't mind my hands on you any other time."
"Did we forget I'm mad at you?"
"No you're not, you want to get in this bed with me almost as much as I want you here."
"Sorry Luke but you know the deal. I stay, no sex."
He grunts in frustration but then I see him get this look on his face. He starts to crawl over to me and to keep the distance I get up and cross the room to his dresser, pretending I'm looking for something. Before I know it he's right up behind me. He's so damn strong and fast I don't even have time to react when he rips my jeans and panties down and the traps me against the dresser. I can't move away or turn around and he's got me right where he wants me. I can see in the mirror he's trying to lower his shorts while he keeps the other arm outstretched stopping me from getting away. His hand travels up my back and into my hair and he grips it just hard enough to make me lean my head back as he pulls back. My back arches and I know this is exactly the reason why he did it. He drops his lips to my ear as he suck on my earlobe and then without a single hint he plunges in. I can't help the scream that escapes because first contact is always this fucking good. He starts to pump in and I can feel just how hard he is and I fucking love it. He way he stretches me, makes me scream, makes me his, it's all so crazy. The dresser is rocking and all the bottles, picture frames, and other needless things on his dresser start to topple over and fall to the ground as he gets faster and harder. He's still taking it from behind and I cannot put together a single thought. I am so far gone now that we both ignore the ringing phones and keep at it. He's almost there and I can feel it but I don't care because I am already there. I can feel like my body is about to erupt and all I can think about is how great this is. I have a sexy guy that cannot get enough of me and I feel exactly the same way about him.
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