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When they got to Las Vegas, Lucas left the hotel to Brooke. He didn't want to hear her complain about a room being too small or the hotel not being clean enough. She checked them into the Grand, using her designer status to get them one of the best rooms in the place. As they were brought up to their suit, she twirled around the room, then fell onto the bed and smiling, "now this is a room."
Luke smiled watching her, then looked around and stood at the window staring at the view. He could see why this was the city that never sleeps. It was 12:30 am and the streets were full of people. He felt Brooke's arms wrap around him and the slight tension he felt watching the crowds was gone. "So, should we go look for a chapel? I mean it is Vegas, they have to be everywhere right?"
Brooke let go of him and laughed a little, "You think we're actually getting married here? Lucas we are in Las Vegas, that's so Zack and Kelly, except we don't even have our friends here like they did. Besides we just got back together what two hours ago? Now you want to get married?"
"Well to be fair, I wanted to get married when I called you to come to the airport," he said, pulling her back into him. "I know it's a lot, but I love you Brooke. I want to spend my life with you." Looking down she tried to control her emotions. She loved hearing those words come out of his mouth, but that's all they were, words. The fear of this situation, of their relationship, bubbling to the surface again. He tilted her head up so she was looking at him and recognized the look in her eyes. "I know I've hurt you, but it was a long time ago. I've grown up a lot since then and so have you. People who are meant to be always find their way in the end right?" She smiled at the last thing he said and leaned into him, nodding. "We don't have to get married here and not right away. I know you. Brooke Davis loves a big wedding and it would be selfish of me to take that away from you."
She laughed, the sound muffled by his chest. She pulled away a little looking up at him, the fear in her eyes replaced with hope. She was going to enjoy this weekend away with Lucas, they'd deal with all the drama when they got back to Tree Hill. "Ok, well since we're here and actually staying here for a few days, I need to get some clothes."
"I don't think that you'll be needing clothes tonight," he said smiling, tugging at her shirt.
"Oh really?" she said arcing a brow at him, leaning into him slightly, then pulling away, running back into the bedroom. Lucas quickly following behind.
When Brooke woke up the next morning, it took a minute to register where she was. Then she felt around for Lucas in the bed, but he wasn't there. Sitting up, she pulled the sheet up to her chest, frowning at first, but then gasped at the site in front of her. There were rose petals all over the room, covering the bed, the floor, all of it.
Lucas walked in, surprised to see Brooke awake. "Hey sleepy head, I was hoping the room service would be up before you woke up," he walked over kissing the side of her head, taking a seat next to her.
"What is all this?" she asked looking up at him. She loved that he did all this, but wasn't really sure why.
"Well…" he started, getting up to get something out of his bag. Walking back over to the bed, sitting in front of her, he took her hand in his. "Last night, I went for a little walk. I walked through the city, looked at all the lights, and then I found myself in front of the mini Eiffel tower in the square. Do you remember that night in New York? The night I found out my book was being published and we spent the night on the town. We talked about spending winters in France, and being in front of that mini tower last night, those memories came back. So I decided to go shopping and I got you this," he said handing her a box.
She looked at him a little confused, but smiled seeing the excitement in his eyes. Did he buy her an Eiffel tower charm or something? She didn't really know why else he would have told her that story; that was until she opened the box. Her eyes got big and she looked up at him, feeling tears starting well in her eyes, "Lucas…" she managed to say as she looked back and forth between him and the three carat white gold diamond ring she held in her hand. She had seen the ring he bought for Peyton, the one that Lindsey wore, she had worn it before either of them had even seen it; this ring? Was not it. He got her a new ring, her own ring.
"I know we said we would wait to get married and that's fine, but that doesn't change that fact that I want to marry you Brooke. I do, because I love you and I can't imagine living my life without you." At this point Brooke couldn't help the happy tears that were falling from her eyes, he leaned up and brushed them off her face and kissed her softly on the lips, "Brooke Penelope Davis, will you marry me?"
She laughed a little at the use of her full name, but nodded and whispered a happy, "yes." He picked up the ring from the box and slid it on her finger and then kissed her hand. This felt right, this felt like it was supposed to feel after you proposed to someone. He was so happy and content in this moment; he never wanted it to end.
They laid tangled in each others arms for a few hours. Brooke smiled, looking at the ring on her finger, "do you like it?" Lucas asked in hopeful tone, it pretty much screamed Brooke when he saw it, he just hoped she actually liked it.
"I love it," she said leaning into him, kissing his chest. "And I love even more that I don't have the recycled Lindsey ring, or should I say Peyton ring," she joked.
"It didn't feel right giving you that ring, I sold it at the jewelry store and used the money I got for it to pay for some of your ring," he said pulling her into him closer.
"Ok, we need to leave this room at some point; it's not fair that you got to see more of this place than I did. Besides, we still need to get me some clothes, I didn't pack anything," Brooke told him as she finally got out of bed and headed for the shower before he could argue.
Once she was done getting ready, she through on the jeans she had worn there and his sweatshirt. Grabbing her purse, she walked over to where he was sitting watching tv. "You ready to go?"
"Me? You realize I've been waiting for you to get out of that bathroom for almost an hour right?"
"Yea, yea. Come on, so many shops to see and so little time shop," she laughed as he rolled his eyes and she pulled him out of the room.
After a few hours of Brooke pulling him in and out of stores, he finally got her to agree to take a break and stop for food. She had heard all about this great restaurant from one of her designers friends from New York and had been dying to try it. So of course, not one able to say no to her, Lucas agreed to go.
He had to admit, the recommendation was a good one, the food here was great. They were about half way through their meal and he couldn't stop smiling. He would laugh at something cute she said and would catch a glimpse of the ring on her finger and feel every part of him warm. "We should see a show while we're here," he suggested, "there's so much to do and we're not even going to put a dent in it."
"That sounds fun, but I don't wanna see any of those old singer people no one cares about anymore. I wanna go to a fun show," she said pulling up a list of shows for tonight. "You know we could always stay here a few more days, there's no rush going back to Tree Hill."
Lucas looked at her confused, why wouldn't Brooke want to go home? He'd think she'd be anxious to get back to all their friends and start planning their wedding. Then he realized why she didn't want to go home. Peyton. Once they got back, they'd have to deal with all the drama they left behind and Peyton was the cause for most of it. He knew that Haley and Nate would be happy for them, maybe a little skeptical of him at first, but happy because the the two of them were. Brooke was worried about Peyton. He took her hand in his, causing her to stop scrolling and look up at him. "It'll be ok. Whatever happens when we go home, it's not gonna change anything." She nodded, trying to stop her emotions from showing on her face, she wasn't doing this now. Seeing the look on her face he knew she didn't want to talk about it, but he was going to push, she had to stop hiding. "Brooke…"
"Lucas, I don't want to talk about this now, ok?"
"You can't keep shutting me out, we're gonna have to talk about Peyton eventually," as soon as the words were out of his mouth he wished he had never said them. If looks could kill, he'd be a dead man right now. Brooke stood up and stormed out of the restaurant. She could feel the tears starting to well. Tears of anger and frustration and fear, she wasn't ready to deal with all of this.
Lucas sat there for a minute needing to get the waiter so he could pay, then quickly caught up to her. She was outside of the restaurant, leaning against the wall, taking breaths trying to calm down. He walked up to her slowly, not wanting to make things worse, "I know that we need to talk about all this, but can't it wait? I just…I would like to enjoy being here with you, without Peyton ruining everything for once." She spoke quietly and looked up at him as she was talking.
He gave her an understanding smile and nod and pulled her into a hug. Wrapping an arm around her, they started to walk down the light filled streets, "come on pretty girl, let's go find a show to see."
Again, more cheesy fluff lol I hope you guys are liking this so far…there will be drama once they go home, but for now enjoy the fluffy love xo