(A/N): First off, I'd like to say sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry! I'm so sorry it took me such a long time to update! and I'm sorry that this chapter id short but I had to end it there for dramatic effect! sorry! but right after this I'm gonna start chapter three! I'm also sorry for not updating my other OTH story 'still in love with you' it's Leyton of course, but I'm experiencing extreme writers block for that story but I just want to say I AM NOT GIVING UP ON IT!
ok, ok I won't keep you go on read it!
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill
Because you live
Chapter 2
"No," Peyton said in nothing but a whisper. "No he's gone, he's gone" she said sliding to the ground, covering her face with her hands. When she looked up, he was no where in sight. Maybe she was seeing things. Maybe she was sick. Maybe, maybe not. Peyton jumped to her feet. What if it was him. What if that was her only chance. She ran off in the direction he went.
"Daddy?" Emily said leaning as far as her seat belt would let her, so he could see his face. He sat in the driver's seat resting his head on the steering wheel. "What's wrong?"
"We're out of gas," He said dully, sighing heavily.
"We stuck here," she said making her trademark pout.
"Yeah, we're stuck here" Lucas said giving her a small smile.
"Daddy make it better?" Emily said looking up with those sparkling blue eyes.
"Yeah, Daddy will make it better" He leaned over unbuckling her seat belt and pulling her into his lap. "Now I want you to get some sleep," He said pulling off his jacket and pulling it over her small form, and kissing her lightly on the forehead.
Peyton trembled as she came to a car. It didn't look like Lucas's car. Peyton wasn't even sure if she remembered what color His car had been, wasn't it black, or maybe blue? No this car was silver, it looked older not as old as Peyton's though. She still had that same car, she loved it. She still loved it.
She nearly jumped out of her skin when she noticed the car door swing open slowly, so slowly she wasn't even sure if it had been open the whole time and she just didn't noticed. The same man stepped out, closing the door quietly before kicking the wheel and cussing. He slid down next to the car, his head in his hands. His hood was off this time. Peyton wasn't sure what to do. Should she go over, or run away before he noticed.
"Lucas?" She whispered, so quietly she wasn't sure if her lips even moved. Peyton closed her eyes, taking a slow long breath. And when she opened her eyes again, he was still there. So it this wasn't a dream. It was real.
"Lucas?" she said again a little louder this time. The man froze as if he had a gun to his head, and looked up slowly. For a moment their eyes locked. It seemed like forever.
It was him. Lucas Scott was here sitting in front of Peyton Sawyer. He was back in Tree Hill. Peyton's only question was what happens now?
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