His hands fabricate rhythmic lullabies as he heatedly types away at his computer, eyes focused and spirit intact and determined as he focuses on nothing but the inspirited atmosphere around him and the silence that consumes him giving him that extra push in that artistic direction.
Its been hectic lately.
Keith is due any second now and as much as that horrifies him like no other, he's also extremely thrilled, he's about to become a father for the second time in a row and because he wasn't there to experience the joys of fatherhood and the brilliance that comes with taking care of a newborn and watching that offspring of yours grow into a beautiful person that you are extremely proud of, he's finally having that chance and the thought excites him.
Doesn't mean it hasn't been painful though.
He's had to cater a four year old girl that seemed to be running on sugar with excitement brewing in her chest - the girl was literally counting down the days until she'd be able to see her favorite, not yet born, brother-
And the fact that Lindsay kept riding his butt over his book due to the fact that he hadn't taken that book tour like she wanted, everything was pretty much rising up to full circle.
Its why, inspiration hit him in the latest and he was hit with the artistic bee and opted on taking out his emotions on that piece of paper that always managed to do him good.
He's really gotten into the spirit of the words on the document and he has no indication of what he's writing or if it really even makes sense but the feeling feels so good and he's just about finished the last word on that struggling paragraph he's been trying to finish when he's interrupted.
(Insert sigh here)
His blue orbs skim out the perpetrator of the noise and he feels his lips tug upwards into a smile as he sees his adorable, little kid, slumped on the chair and indulging herself in that act her mother has used many times when she wasn't okay with a particular thing but didn't want to make it obvious.
These were the moments he loved that she was every bit of Peyton Sawyer.
"Everything okay in that little head, crazy girl?"
She twitches her lips and nods with a sigh, twisting her hair. "Yeah, Is okay daddy."
"Okay." He murmurs, nodding briefly at her before turning back to his computer, smirk appearing on his face as he practically counts down the seconds until she blew a fuse and let agitation release on that petite, innocent face of hers.
God was she exactly like her mother.
He's still acting out his ploy and counting down the seconds when she releases the bullet and he's glad that he actually managed to save his work because she agitatedly shuts his laptop and looks at him with explicit annoyance on her face.
He refrains from laughing, he knows his little girl, and she'd take it the wrong way if he laughed.
Another thing she had inherited from her mother.
She frowns at him and a pout adorns her little angelic face and he has to wonder how the hell she has managed to belittle him with that look at such an age.
"Daddy!" She whines. " I'm sad and your 'writing' " She ends, as if that was the most cruel thing he has ever done to him on his part.
He smirks, eyes glinting with amusement as he leans forward, elbows on the table. " I asked you what's good and you said nothing, princess. Correct me if I was led to believe so."
"Daddy!" She cries, eyes wide. " Didn't you hear the 'sigh' at the end? That's mean is not okay!" She finishes in a 'duh' kind of way. " Kira's daddy always knows when she's sad."
"Well I'm not Kira's daddy, am I?" He pushes the laptop onto his desk as he pulls his daughter into his lap. " Nah, I think I'm kinda cooler, don't you think?"
She huffs and he smiles, tucking back a strand of her blonde tresses of pure perfection before kissing her temple and rewarding her with that question she has been begging for him to interrogate her with.
"Mind telling me what's really going on in that head?"
She crosses her arms and forms a pout on her lips and regards him with a crestfallen look as her beautiful eyes glimmer with sadness.
"Mommy won't play with me."
He can't help it, out of all the conflicts in the world, his daughter cooked up a sweat over something that wasn't really a matter to begin with.
He cracks up in laughter.
And as typical daughter behavior, the girl didn't take it none too highly.
"Is not funny!" She scoffs, hands on her hips. "This is a 'serious' matter."
"Honey, that's completely natural. Taking care of your little brother swimming around in her belly takes a lot for her to handle. Besides, give or take she's on bed-rest. She won't be able to play for a while."
" I know but she always sneaks!" She murmurs with a huff, before sighing. " I miss her."
Something inside of Lucas twitches and he finds himself falling dejected considering the news pounced on him and he realizes, he's ignored his daughter's feelings for the longest time.
He kind of misses her too, Peyton. He means.
So he decides to do something about it.
He strokes his daughter's blonde locks before tapping her little nose and whispering in her ear. " How bout I kind of rope your mother into a talk?"
Kaylee smiles satisfied for she knows exactly what that means and she knows that she has won that negotiation that she had been aiming for. She curls her arms around her father's neck and nods, head against his chest before kissing the apple of his cheek.
"I love you, daddy."
Lucas's heart swell, as every other time he hears her murmur those majestic words that touch his soul every darn time before mimicking the words back to her.
"Love you too, you crazy girl." He tickles her sides a little bit, relishing in her giggle before putting her back on the couch and trudging towards his room.
He reaches his room and as expected, complete darkness is what he is met with and he just has to comment, he's put up with this odd behavior for quite too long.
"I never knew I'm engaged to a female vampire." He smirks. " Although, not that I mind… creature's pretty damn sexy, who knows? Maybe she just might be the object of my next book."
"Oh yeah, sure you'd make millions, Luke. Hey, how bout this? How bout you leave me alone and I work out the manuscript for you?" Peyton wrings out in sarcasm.
Mood swings.
"As much as we make a pretty great team, I'm going to have to pass." He jokes, switching the light on and watching as his beautiful fiancée groans, obviously not pleased. " Oh c'mon, a little light would do you some good."
"Oh yeah, and a homecoming punch from none other than moi would do you some good too but I'm too lazy to get up." She frowns. " Don't you know you should never mess with a woman scorned?"
"Don't you know you've got a crestfallen kid outside that's threatening a child-strike due to the restriction of quality time with her mom?" He points out, closing that huge distance between them by crossing the limits and climbing on to the bed, back hitting the wall as he wraps his arms around his fiancée. " Talk to me."
Her lip twitches and she twists away from him. " Its nothing."
He squints his eyes and raises his eyebrows in an accusing way. "Anyone ever tell you you're a bad liar?"
"Plenty but I just like to go with the flow." She jokes weakly, sighing as he gives her a pointed look before deciding to just give in to the temptation brewing inside.
"I'm tired of these four walls, Luke. Keith is already two weeks late and I'm sick and tired of being cooped up in this house all day. I want to have fun, I wanna do something, you know? Anything, just get me out. Of . This. House."
"Our kid's stubborn, Peyt. Just like her parents, what did you expect?"
"A little warning would've been nice." She mumbles exasperatedly and Lucas feels his chest rumble as he laughs.
"We kind of already got that- what with Kaylee and everything."
"I really don't like you right now." She growls and he chuckles, nuzzling his nose with hers before smiling down at her.
And then his shade of blue orbs are sparkling immensely and he's staring at her with a hidden smirk adjusted to those magical lips of his and she looks up at him with suspicion.
"What?"
"Nothing." Its too quick and rushed and he's not meeting her eyes and she can already tell he's mapping out something in that brilliant mind of his.
"Lucas." She sighs tiredly. " I'm really not in the mood for surprises."
"Oh trust me, you'll enjoy this one that's for sure." He promises and with a last lingering kiss on her perfect lips he's out that door, leaving her in the dark and slightly dazed.
"Be ready by 8:00!" He shrieks out, from God knows where and she has to laugh, that guy of hers always keeps her on her toes and against all odds, she loves it.
--
Father and son are in the kitchen, fixing up sandwiches or what they would call a 'manly' meal before the big charlotte's game appears on the big screen and silence reigned, Nathan preparing the food while Jamie watched, that is till the little boy decided to speak.
"Can I have some soda?"
Nathan looks up at his son, smirk on his lips and the younger boy already knows he's been caught. " You know the rules, kid. You've already had your dosage of soda today, before noon and we all know your mother isn't a big fan of you hyped up on sugar."
"But mama's not here." He states sheepishly, sending his father a cute, adorable look that always seems to rope his parents into following his exact orders.
Not this time.
Nathan shakes his dark locks, reaching out to ruffle the miniature version of him with a head of blonde hair. " You're an addict, son." He muses in wonder and Jamie snaps his head to him with narrowed eyes.
"Hey! Am not! " He rebuts. " I'm just really thirsty."
"Water, son, healthy and convenient- just the way your mother likes it." Nathan quips back and Jamie groans, eyes wide as if H20 was the most dangerous thing you could ever give a kid.
"Water?! Daddy." He cries. " Charlotte's game, c'mon!"
Nathan can't take it, the way his eyes are practically pleading him and that pout that he was sporting. He can find his demeanor fading and he sighs.
Haley is going to kill him. And then have a fit when she realizes he's dead.
"Don't tell your mother." He warns and the kid cheers in accomplishment, beaming up at his father.
"You rock, Dad."
"Yeah, I do, don't I?" Nathan muses cockily and Jamie can't help but smile as he throws a pickle at his dad's head.
"Hey!" Nathan cries out in protest and Jamie can only shrug innocently.
Ah, the things a child can get away with.
Their fatherly-son bonding was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and both father and son whip around to face the older member of the Scott family, with blonde hair and the same carbon blue eyes and that ridiculous look on his face.
"Uncle Luke!" Jamie instantly cries, ecstatic to see his favorite uncle and Lucas takes a moment to smile warmly at the little boy.
He fucking loves his little nephew.
"What's cracking, J-Luke?"
"Nothing." The boy replies, confusion laced into his tone and Lucas can only chuckle as he dismisses the kid with a ruffle of the hair and sets him down.
" Hey Uncle Luke, I wanna show you something." The boy eagerly tells him and Lucas can't fight the smile that once again appears on his lips. " You have to see it."
"Go on ahead, little man. I'll be right here so you can go get the little surprise I just have to see."
The little boy rushes out the kitchen in an instant with those tiny little feet of his and Lucas laughs with a swift shake of the head, marveling at how big the boy has gotten before turning around to face his brother.
He's met with the figure of Nathan Scott, eyebrows raised and arms crossed as he takes the stance he has used many times prior regarding his brother.
"What?" Lucas questions apprehensively.
"Don't 'what' me." Nathan barks and Lucas looks on confused.
"I wouldn't have to 'what' you if you'd stop looking at me like that." He points out and Nathan rolls his eyes.
"You've got that ridiculous look on your face which means I'm going to be the genius side kick to one of your stupid plans which is either because you set Peyton off and you need to makeup for it or because you wanna wow your girl with a romantic gesture." He sends him a pointed look. " I'm betting on the latter."
He knows his brother and he knows that look, that look practically screams a borderline impressive gesture which means he'll probably be riding along that stupid horse alongside with him as Lucas once again commit's a new record on the romantic scale.
Which means more work for him to own up to.
He fucking hates his brother.
Seriously.
Lucas regards him with a sheepish look and the younger brother has to wonder if the guy is actually going to start blushing.
What a wimp.
"Am I really that transparent?"
"Do you know how much like a chick, you sound?" He replies. " Man, maybe you really do need Keith around that house, you know, as male reinforcement, obviously the daily visits from me and Jamie aren't getting through that thick skull of yours."
"Look, you in or you out?" Lucas rolls his eyes and Nathan has to follow in order, nodding to indicate his assistance.
"Alright let's saddle up this horse and get on with it already, what's up?"
"Okay, this is what your going to do…."
Its going to be a long day.
---
She's walking around the house, with slippers and that darn pink bathrobe of hers and she knows she should be in bed-resting.
Her back has been aching and she has been feeling really unsettled since Luke left but she's blaming it on nerves for this whole big macho surprise thingy Lucas has planned so she's thought nothing of it and decided to get herself a snack.
She has the fridge open and she's continuing her occasional quest on food and which she should devour when pitter patter of feet could be heard.
She whips around instantly, looking down at her little angel with an accusatory look, hands on her hips.
"Kaylee Anne Scott, shouldn't you be at school?"
"Mommy, shouldn't you be in bed?" She fires back just as ludicrously and Peyton feels the corners of her lips tug upwards.
The girl is good.
"Touché." The pregnant mother replies and the child just smirks as she sits into the stool next to her mother.
Kaylee eyes her mother, eyes flying back and forth between her mother and the ice-cream before her eyes turn to her mother pleadingly so she can hopefully register the message she was sending with her unexplainable eyes of hers. She huffs when her mother continues to eat without a care in the world.
Were all parents this slow or was it just hers? She thought, shaking her head overwhelmingly.
"You know, you were really mean when you said no to our play-date this morning' , mama." She drawls out, finishing with an emphasized nod and a pout and Peyton has to laugh at the lengths her child will go through to get what she wants.
Gotta love her.
"Dig up a spoon and get over here, kid." Peyton orders and Kaylee beams as her little legs fly off the stool and obliges in her mothers wishes.
Its silent, safe for the occasional giggling from mother and daughter as they talk about nothing to everything in particular when Kaylee muses something aloud that really captures Peyton's attention.
"Are things gonna be different when Keith comes around?"
Peyton swallows the lump of ice-cream in her throat. "Well sure bumblebee, your going to have a little brother to take care of and with brothers come big sister responsibilities. Your going to have to help mommy and daddy take care of him every day and be extra quiet when he's sleeping."
"No, mama… are we gonna be different?" Kaylee bites out, sadness entering her voice and Peyton snakes her eyes towards her in alarm.
Where the hell did she get that idea?
"Kaylee…"
"You never have time for me anymore, mama. Your always tired and moody and you don't like playin' wit me no mo' and the baby is coming and then you'll have to take care of him and there'll be no more mommy and Kaylee time."
"Oh honey, " Croons Peyton, stroking her daughters blonde streaks. " There will always be Kaylee and mommy time. Its tradition, we can't break that."
"But-"
"No buts involved, Keith will gain attention for a little while but you're my first born, my little bumblebee and you'll always have just as much. No matter what happens or what goes on, I'll always make time for you." She smirks in that Sawyer way with the brow and everything. "Your stuck with me, kid."
"Your stuck wit me too, mama. I'm never gonna let go." She whispers and Peyton grins, leaning her forehead on her little infant.
"Good, that's all I've ever wanted to hear." She kisses both of her cheeks, smack dab in the middle enticing giggles from the child and the sound is like music to her ears.
"I missed you, mama."
"Yeah?" She tilts her head. " I kind of missed you too." She grins.
The front door whips open and Peyton turns to Kaylee in alarm.
"Did you invite anyone over without telling me?"
Kaylee smirks and Peyton narrows her eyes at the gesture, guess the surprises narrowed down to the little one as well.
"Re-inforcie-ments." The kid plainly says, Peyton's about to correct her but someone beats her to the punch.
"Actually, Reinforcements, K-Scott but who's asking?" Brooke rasps, one hand rubbing her pregnant belly as her eyes land on her best friend. " Up and at em' P-Sawyer, we've got a lot of work to do."
"Just the words every girl just loves to hear." Peyton inputs in sarcastically.
"Oh suck it up you b-" Brooke stops herself, realizing there is a four year old watching their every movements. " you…. Female dog."
"Smooth."
"Hush you, I was under pressure!" Whispers Brooke loudly before stalking over to her blonde best friend.
Kaylee shakes her head in amazement.
She will never understand the secret language adults speak with.
---
"Presenting! The fabulous works of Brooke Penelope Davis--"
"Can we make this fast, Aunt B? I kind of want to see mommy's dress." Kaylee says, cowering against Brooke's glare. "B-but, extra effects is always good too."
"Oh save it," Brooke mumbles with a roll of her eyes. "Always gotta steal my thunder."
"Well you know what mama always says….." The kid trails off, leaving Brooke confused.
"Nah, actually.. I don't, mind telling me?"
Kaylee shrugs. " I don' know either, I was just trying to finish my sentence."
Brooke laughs and the movement tends to be contagious for the four year old ends up spiraling into laughter as well.
"You know Brooke, you freaking suck as an announcer." Announces Peyton, finally making her presence known to her audience ( well Kaylee and Brooke). " I mean, seriously?"
"Well hey, It's not my fault." Brooke whines childishly with a pout. " I kind of had a tough crowd, you know?" She finishes referring to the four year old currently stumped.
"You-you look beautiful, mama." Claims Kaylee, running into her mommy's arms before toying with her mommy's ringlets.
"Yeah?" Interrogates Peyton with arched eyebrows. " You don't think its too much?"
Kaylee shook her head, blonde streaks tumbling everywhere. "You look like an angel, mama."
"See P-Sawyer, nothing to worry about." Brooke chants. " I've got you covered."
"I know, I just like messing with ya." Peyton quips back and Brooke rolls her eyes with a scoff.
"Not even a darn thank you, some best friend you are."
"One of the best, actually but I don't like to brag."
"Oh shut up." Mumbles Brooke and both Peyton and Kaylee have to chortle in laughter, Brooke after seconds joining in on the commotion.
Peyton, just out of that girly instinct that likes to creep up on her, checks herself out in the mirror and can't help a smile to grow on her perfect thin lips.
The dress is green, one of which proved to be a color that worked wonders with her skin tone and made her feel sexy and classy and defined at the same time.
It's a one of a kind Clothes over Bro's Jersey V-neck sundress, specifically made by the fashion designer in charge herself. It had soft cotton, enabling her ease and security and a graceful v-neck line that showed cleavage but not too much to make her seem totally out of place, plus her legs were exposed and considering how much her man adored those unexplainable slender legs of hers that never seemed to end, she figured…
Lucas Scott is going to die tonight.
It seems Brooke had thought the same thing.
"Lucas is going to die on the spot when he see's you, P-Sawyer." The brunette rasps and against all the teasing and the amusing remarks she placed upon her friend all night, this is her best friend and she is always there when she needs her so she decides to thank her anyway.
"Thanks Brooke, for everything." She secures her arms around her bestie, even though its kind of hard with both bun in the ovens in the way. "Your always good to me."
"Oh honey, its my job. You tear, I hold, its been our system for years. Besides I've already had my romantic night out, its fair to say its your turn."
"Always turn things back to you, huh,Brookie?"
"Well you know, Brooke Davis, is a wonderful subject to speak about."
"Uh-huh." Squints Peyton, enticing laughter from both her and her slightly crazy best friend.
Their chummy moment was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing.
"That's daddy!" Kaylee cries excitedly, running towards the door anxiously.
Brooke turns to Peyton with a smirk. "Alright you know the rules, although I'm pretty sure broody will be occupying you with other things, don't stay on your feet, get in the spirit and have fun! I expect you back by 12:00 at the latest." She winks and Peyton can only shove her friend as her heels move themselves towards the door.
The man turns around, four year old child in his arms and he nearly chokes on his own spit. "Woah, you clean up good."
"Thanks." She smirks. "Although, it'd be nicer if I could actually see my date, I don't recall him being dark-haired and annoying."
"Hold your breath, Sawyer. I am not 'annoying'." He points out and she smirks deviously.
"Whatever you say, Scott."
"Your evil, you know that? Really evil, I'm surprised I'm not killing you with holy water right now."
"Save the dramatics for later bud." She laughs. " As much as I love you, Nate, what are you doing here?"
"Your insane date as you call it, made me the chauffer so prepare for an awesome car ride."
"Awesome wouldn't be what I'd call it." Peyton murmurs and Nathan glares.
"I heard that."
"You were supposed to." Peyton chanted in return, patting her good friend's shoulder.
"Well on the bright side, all you have to do is pour on some of your lovesick emo-rock-ish cds that your always blabbering about and poof! " Her lips curl to one side. " Annoyance be gone."
Nathan squints his eyes in Brooke's direction and the brunette simply shrugs her shoulder as dismissal.
"Ready to go?"
Peyton nods, kissing Kaylee's eyelids before squeezing her friend's arms, her best friend dismissing her with a subtle ' details' being shouted into her ear.
They're in the car, both strapped in and strolling by the road with that hip-hop music she really can't understand why everyone was gutted with when the red light confirms that they need to stop and suddenly Nathan's hand reaches out to lay on her thigh, getting her undivided attention.
She looks up, meeting the smiling face of her best guy friend and soon to be brother in law and she can't help feeling a little self-conscious at the look he was giving her.
"What?"
He grins and he shakes his head. " Nothing." He pauses. "You just, you look really beautiful Peyton, my brother won't know what hit him."
She can tell the comment is genuine and she smiles warmly at him, giving him a one-armed hug as a thanks, Nathan Scott is all jokes and never seriousness but he can be one of the sweetest men in the world and she's grateful she gets to banter with that every day.
She couldn't imagine it otherwise.
"I mean seriously, hell if I wasn't married…" He jokes. " Haley who?" Its finished with a wink and Peyton feels herself barrel into laughter again, punching his shoulder briefly before relaxing her head on his shoulder.
Gigantic smile still plastered on her face.
Peyton couldn't deny the anticipation in the air.
She couldn't deny the fact she liked it.
---
Her heels storm through the pavement as she walks and her dress gives a breeze as she saunters by and she can't handle it anymore, she stops.
"Alright, enough!" She screeches. " You already got me blindfolded and baby's kind of pushing my buttons so I think it'd be logical if we just stopped the wheels already."
"Well then Keith must be one smart dude considering this is just where we're supposed to stop anyway" Nathan murmurs in her ear, kissing her on the cheek before releasing his arms from his hold on her.
"What?" She cries in alarm. "Nathan! Where'd you go?"
She feels her blindfold coming off and while she's thrilled, she can't help but wonder if this is a psycho attack part four, but all negative thoughts are pulled away by some imaginative thread when her eyes take a twist around the view around her.
Its mind blowing, really.
She's at the lake, and the moonlight is glistening on the simmering water creating a flawless beauty that she has never seen before and there's a table and candles, and roses and she's just so darn grateful.
She's going to marry the most romantic husband in the world.
"He kind of ditched you to leave you with the better looking brother but if you want, I can always rope him back." He kids and she laughs, turning around as he whips her around to face him. "What do ya think? "
She has tears in her eyes, and her lips are shaking and the only thing she can think of is darn these fucking hormones.
She's speechless, she's captivated and she's mesmerized and it's the first time that she realizes, she can never turn down one of Lucas Scott's surprises.
She realizes then and there that she never wants to.
"I'm speechless, Luke." She murmurs and he grins that majestically grin of his and she think she might just fall into a mush of mud on the floor.
Was there any other way for her heart to restart?
"Good, that was the reaction I was kind of going for." He winks at her, managing to slow her heart rate once again before leading her to her seat. "Anyone tell you you look stunning under the moonlight."
"Once or twice, just not the right person and definitely not in that phrasing." She leers and he smirks, egotistically. " But you know, the fact that you look so sexy in that outfit kind of gives you a bonus."
She finishes, eyeing him up and down as she regards his blue button down shirt and slacks. She's always loved the color blue.
"Well then, I'm pretty darn lucky aren't I?" He reaches out to caress her face with one hand. "Seriously Peyt, when I saw you in the arms of Nathan , I was about ready to send him flying in the ocean and take you down right there."
"Lucas." She groans and he's once again reminded with how much his words affect her. " Don't say things, you can't do."
"Who says we can't?" He teases and Peyton glowers at him, eyes narrowing into a heated glare.
He loves that look.
It gives him flashbacks of those many times when he was trying to befriend her and she kept pulling away, he still can't believe he's gotten the girl and he's freaking marrying her.
He's fucking marrying Peyton Sawyer.
The world has freaking lost its cap or something.
"Remember this place?" He muses aloud, eyes twinkling. "The first time you ever talked to me."
"Do I ever?" She giggles and his heart swells, he loves the fact that he can make Peyton giggle. "You looked so sexy in that shirt and those fitting pants, trying to cook up something to say."
"And you were so mean to me." He pouts and Peyton's eyes bounce into wideness
"That's not fair! I didn't even know you then!" She cries out in defense. " Besides, you happened to catch me in a bad place when I was aggravated at your brother."
"Who hasn't?" He shoots back and they both stumble into laughter.
"You know what I really love about this lake, its that, it holds so much memories where things just… changed for us, like that line you fed me."
"First of all, you don't know me, second of all… you don't know me." She mimicks softly, eyes calm and he can tell that she's reliving the scene.
"Yeah." He agrees. " Peyt, give or take how you felt that day, I've always known you, hell I know you better than I know myself and I think somehow, incredibly, you managed to make me fall harder in love with you and harder to be with you with those words."
"You fixed my heart, Lucas." She replies softly. " I was such a bitch to you back then but you still managed to, wanted to, and you succeded. "
"You fixed my everything, Peyt." He returns, lacing his hands through hers. "There had to be a little give and take action going on."
She's blown away by the sincerity of his words and honestly she thinks that she might just cry but she's cried too much in the course of the day so she leans forward, elbows leant on the table as she leans in.
"You know, I kinda like you, Lucas Scott."
"I'm kinda warming up to you too, Peyton." He grins and their noses nuzzle before both lean in and capture each other in a kiss.
Its soft and sweet but its magical and as Lucas's tongue meets up with the seam of her lips, she opens them to grant him access and she can practically feel the fireworks melting in her brain.
That or it could've been the sound of Keith's kicking going on overdrive.
--
This was surely a night to remember.
It was simply perfect.
Lucas was no kidder when it came to his surprises and the more that thought ran through her head, the more she was overwhelmed at the man she was going to marry.
At the brilliant life she was currently occupying right now.
Twists and turns from the darkness might of succumbed them from the past but she muses that its all worth it, the effort, the dread and the sorrow for this moment of happiness.
Just Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer in their own little world with no distractions.
She couldn't be anymore grateful for the man before her that winded into her life with no hidden agenda, boyish looks and that charm.
She still can't win against that charm.
She's pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of the man himself and she can't help but send him that dreamy smile, she's just glad.
She's just happy.
And as she's been told, happy looks great on her, she figures she should linger on it for a little while.
"Hey." Lucas shouts softly, drawing her attention. "What's going on in that head? You've been quiet for a while."
"Just been thinking." His eyebrows rise and she smiles reassuringly at him. " I have an awesome life, Luke."
"Yeah?" He questions, already knowing her answer. He smirks. " I was kind of thinking the same thing."
She giggles and he once again pauses with a growing smile, that laugh will always be music to his ears.. He honestly wouldn't know what he'd do without it.
He wouldn't know what to do without her.
He shudders involuntarily for he can't even try to 'envision' his life without Peyton Sawyer, its non-existent and it scares him so he turns the page on his thoughts and takes a ride on the happiness train.
And then the light goes off on his head.
"Dance with me." He announces out of the blue and Peyton gives him that look, that look that screams 'are you insane' and honestly he thinks, maybe he is.
The things Peyton Sawyer has done to him.
"Luke." She laughs, incredulously. " There's no music on."
"So? Music isn't needed when it comes to us, just follow the beat of our hearts." He watches her smile largen and he virtually pats himself on the back for placing that smile on her face and then he sees her curls swish back and forth, just like he likes it when she nods and stands up.
He leads her a few cm away from the lake and there they are, dancing, her fingertips creating circles on his chest and his arm on her waist as the other one is laced into her fingers.
"You know, it's funny, I've been in love with you for the longest time but I'm starting to feel like I'm falling in love with you all over again." She admits, looking up at him with love struck eyes and Lucas can't help but place his lips over hers.
His sentiments pour out in that kiss and Peyton has to smile during it because it feels like he needs that kiss, like he can't live without the kiss, like he can't live without her.
And she gets the feeling that's how he really feels.
They pull back when air becomes a necessity and he traces her lips with his fingers before speaking. " I'm kinda feeling the same way."
She grins and he copies her and their back to the swaying movements to the sound of their heartbeats.
And then she feels it.
Her eyes are wide, really wide, and a mixture of emotions are running through her and she pulls back to clutch her stomach as her eyes go downwards, looking ultimately at the floor.
"Peyt?" He's worried, she can tell and she wants to ease his worry by the truth but she's too shocked.
Its time.
"Peyton!" She looks up and the sight that he sees literally has him bouncing into heaven.
Her eyes are revealing mixtures of shock and amazement and happiness and they capture his soul in a way that isn't possible.
And then she says it, those words and he thinks he's really seen heaven.
"It's time." She says, and he realizes most women would be freaking out right now but she isn't, she's calm and he realizes she's so brave, exceptionally brave. " Lucas Scott, we're having a baby."
His hands are shaking in excitement and his face is beaming with thrill and before he knows it, he's ushering her into the car and speeding down that road to the hospital.
They're having a freaking baby.
He's about to become a father for the second time.
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There you have it, the next chapter. Sorry for the delay but school crept up on me and my computer has been busted for weeks but all is well and fixed. Expect a lot more updates from me from now on considering exams are done and my summer has started. Review, review, review, and make my day.
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