A/N: I'm sorry for the confusion on the flashbacks last chapter. There were supposed to be lines between the flashbacks but after I posted it they were all deleted.

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"Do one thing every day that scares you." – Eleanor Roosevelt

I woke up to the feeling of a warm arm wrapped tight around me and I resisted the urge to scream when I noticed the large scar on said forearm. I knew it was Lucas because he is my little brothers best friend and was there when they were being stupid mine and Lucas' freshman year and they tried to make a homemade firework and it backfired literally into Lucas' arm. My mom was so pissed. I personally thought it was funny.

I subconsciously started to trace the scare with my left pointer finger in a back and forth motion and it was surprisingly calming for me to rub his warm skin.

I found the fact Lucas had warm skin slightly odd saying as he was a pretty cold person. He usually didn't let people in probably for the same reasons I didn't and had no heartwarming feelings to anyone. At many times in my three years of knowing him I have called him a heartless bastard.

Yet he came last night to comfort me without giving it a second thought, so I guess he felt something for me. It wasn't a game to him. That I was starting to realize saying as if he didn't care he would have not even bothered to come see me. Hell, he could have just said give her the phone and proceeded to yell at me.

Instead he drove to Rachel's house and held me all night. I don't know what to think though.

Why the sudden change in feeling?

I mean, this is Lucas Scott. A week ago he hated me and now he is taking me to the end of year dance and holding me when I cry… it just doesn't make sense.

Maybe it shouldn't though. Maybe I should just for once take my chances and try with him. I mean he is a fantastic kisser and pretty good looking. And he has his moments.

His moments that make me smile and make me realize there are good people in this world just wanting someone to help them.

In a weird way, Lucas and I are alike in more ways than one. That should make me nervous, but really it doesn't.

It just calms me.

"What are you doing?" I hear him whisper onto my neck and turned in his arms to look up at him.

His eyes aren't as crystal like as I thought they were. Lying beside him I realize they are darker than that, more of an indigo. They seem sad though, like there isn't a lot to be excited about these days.

He's holding something back though. I can tell. It is as though he doesn't want to like me; he doesn't want to care for me. He seems to always be having an inner battle with himself and I don't get why. Would it be that bad to fall for me?

At least I think that is what it is. Lucas Scott is good at masking his feelings.

"Thinking"

"About?" He asked shifting us so he was positioned on top of me.

"Your scar" I fibbed. So at one point I was thinking about his scar. Not exactly lying. Just avoiding the truth.

"What about my scar?" He questioned and I didn't look up at him. I was staring at the scar again.

I shrugged. "Did it hurt?" I asked as I started to trace the four inch scar.

"Yeah, the shard of the can went right into my arm. I have never been so scared of your mom before"

I laughed softly. "She is scary at times. I laughed"

"What?"

I finally looked at him and the look on his face made the corners of my lips quirk up on the side. "I was watching from my room with Peyton. We were betting with who would get hurt first and then we heard the noise. God it was so loud and I heard Nathan scream. I cried because I was laughing so hard" I had to pause as I laughed at the memory.

"A little insensitive" He teased.

"I mean you totally deserved it. Homemade firework? I could have told you, you guys would end up in the hospital. You two were running around the backyard for some unknown reason. You screaming at him to call my mom and your mom which made me laugh harder."

"Thanks" He grumbled playfully.

"You didn't cry though. Out of everything that happened that day, I remember you didn't cry. I don't know how you didn't bawl. That's what I thought when Dan broke my arm. You didn't cry after a piece of metal was lodged into your skin but I cried over a broken bone or thoughts of my family or Nathan hating me." I told him and as I told him I realized everything not understanding it earlier.

"The point of this is?"

"Without even realize when something goes bad somewhere in mind I remember you not crying about the gash in your flesh and it gets me to stop feeling bad. It makes me feel safe with you because you're so strong that if something happened you would not panic but help me." I rambled.

"I did come last night" He stated.

I smiled at him. "Exactly. Thank you"

"What happened last night Brooke?" he whispered and my happy mood faltered.

"I was stupid. I called Grey. I just needed her. I don't even know why. I asked her to come home"

"Brooke…" he said and I knew it was because he pitied me.

"I know I shouldn't have done it. I just needed an answer."

"Did you get it?"

"I just got more questions, but I don't want to think about it. I want to think about me and you and our last day before summer"

"And what do you want to do on this last day?"

"For obvious reasons not go to school"

"Obviously"

"If I asked to do something completely lame would you go along with it?" I asked him with a small smile.

"I guess so" He said exasperated, but I could tell was in a joking manner.

"Good, we got to go my house though first." I told him rolling from underneath him and pulling on my slip on athletic sandals.

"You going to change?" he asked.

I looked down at my outfit. Old softball shorts and a small tank top was all that I was wearing paired with black socks and my sandals. I looked back up at him and shook my head and he shook his head.

"Am I supposed to?"

"No, I just… nothing" he shook his head again and grabbed my hand and pulled me into a hug.

"What is this for?" I asked pulling my head away from his chest and smiled up at him.

"For being a breath of fresh air." He gave me a small kiss on the lips before pulling away and pulling me out the room and down the stairs.

"You want to walk?" I asked him once we made outside and the warm air hit me. He glanced at his keys in his hand before pocketing them in his jeans and turning down the sidewalk with my small hand still intertwined with his larger one.

"You seem happy" He glanced at me as we strolled down the road passed all the shops and passing his mom's diner.

"I am happy. I woke up this morning feeling better than I have felt in a long time. I owe that to you, you know?" I smiled up at him and he stopped walking to take hold of my hand that was in the black cast and grinned down at me.

"Good" He murmured leaning in to give me a soft kiss.

"I could get used to this" I told him once he pulled away and we started back down the road.

He stared at me for a moment and I continued on like I didn't notice. The look was that battle one again. The one where he was fighting himself.

"Me too" He kissed my head lazily putting his hand around my shoulder while I wrapped my arm around his waist with my left hand while my right one held onto his hand that was draped across my shoulders.

"Good" I repeated what he had said moments before as we continued our walk to my house.

A house I hadn't been to in a week.

"Why are we here again?" He asked once we had made it to my house and I searched for the key but couldn't find it.

"Damn, they must have moved it" I groaned pulling a bobby pin out of my hair and bending it and picking the lock expertly.

"I thought only Nathan did that…?"

"Who you think taught him? When we were younger we would always forget the key in the house and soon I got tired of waiting for Easton to get home so I just taught myself. It is actually really easy. You pick up on things when you're poor and bored" I explained opening the door and letting him in before closing it quietly.

"Why are you acting like you-"

I slammed my hand on his mouth. "Talk softly. Nathan could be sleeping"

"Mmmph" He said into palm nipping at it making me pull away with a smile.

"None of that" I pointed at him before making my way into the garage where all the movies were located. "Could you go see if Nathan is here, though? I don't want to freak him out"

"Yeah" he nodded walking back into the house as I slowly looked through the movies that were all resting on the bookshelf.

I ran my eyes on the shelves and did a little happy dance on the inside when I saw the four movies I was looking for. I raised my hand as high as I could, but still couldn't reach the movies that I so desperately wanted to get my hands on.

"Really? Really…" I muttered to myself and bit my lip in annoyance and stood on my tippy toes and even jumped a little and still couldn't reach. I groaned in frustration when I saw an arm reach out with ease grabbing the movies.

"Here" he said shortly shoving them into my unsuspecting arms.

"Thanks" I said awkwardly and he gave a curt nod before turning to go back inside.

"Nat-"

I was cut off by Nathan's voice. "I gave mom her letters. She said she loved you and thanks" He told me not looking at me.

"Are you doing okay?" I asked him and he turned to look at me.

"I guess I'll see you around" he responded not answering my question and walked back into the house leaving me alone with the movies and I just shook my head following his lead.

"Please do not tell me we are watching what I think we are watching." Lucas begged after we had made it back to Rachel's uninhabited house and I put the first movie in the DVD player.

"Lucas… you promised" I pouted clasping my hands together and getting closer to him with big eyes.

"But not to that. I would never agree to that." He crossed his arms over his chest defiantly.

"Lucas…" I whimpered putting my face only inches away from him running my hands down his chest slowly.

"Brooke…" he growled.

"Give it a chance, for me?"

He once again said no so I pushed my lips to his waiting for him to give him and just watch my favorite movies.

He pulled me closer grasping the back of my neck and placing one hand tight on my hip while I clutched the front of his shirt with my hands before pulling away with a small smile.

"Fine" He mirrored my smile making do once again a small happy dance before pulling him to the couch and hitting the play button.

"At least I'm not making you watch chick flicks" I reassured him and he just let out a scuff.

"Nathan tried to make me watch these movies and I didn't like it them and I won't like it now" he informed me as he pulled me into him, my back resting against his chest, his arms around my waist and I rested my hands on his; playing with his fingers. I tilted my head to look up at him with a smirk.

"I'm not Nathan, you will like it more this time. I promise" he leaned down to give me a small peck as the title rolled on the screen and I relaxed into him.

"So…?" I asked once the credits rolled across the screen and I turned the TV off and turned in Lucas' arm to look up at him.

"How could he die? After four movies of him fighting pretty much everything in the damn world he dies… of brain cancer? What the hell?" He questions staring at the now black TV screen.

"Wasn't it good?" I smiled.

"Yeah, but terrible ending…" he ran his hands through his hair and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Not every story has a happy ending, Luke" I laughed pushing his now messy hair back down.

"It was good, though"

"I told you, everything is better with me" I shrugged.

Lucas shook his head at me and I got a confused look on my face. "A little arrogant, huh?"

"You're rubbing off on me" I grinned.

"You're a lot like him" He commented off topic and I had a feeling he was talking about Nathan.

At least that was what I was hoping because the only person he has really spent time with in my family is Dan.

I really hope I'm not like Dan. I guess from the look on my face, he decided to explain.

"Nathan. I find it sort of funny because you two have this I hate the other thing but when no one is looking you two look out for each other and check up on each other. Not to mention both of you like the same movies, eat the same weird things and both stubborn as hell"

I smiled as he continued his little rant and when he finished my smile got bigger. "I love him. Even though I put up this front of I don't care, I really love him. He is still my baby brother and at the end of the day I am still protecting him"

"What are you protecting him from?" he inquired.

"He blames me. He thinks it is easier to blame me for them leaving and I let him because than he won't blame himself which I know he would. And when I was mad I told him it was his fault and that was stupid and I regret it. He can blame me because if he blames himself Lucas, he will break. He will shut down and I know it because I did it. Easton did it when Raine and him broke up a long time ago for like a week, Grey did it right before she left, Devon did it when he failed ninth grade. We all did it and it isn't a good thing. A Davis shut down is a terrible thing to deal with and I refuse to let him do it. I protect him from the shutdown" I reply and he nods giving me another kiss.

"We got to get ready for the dance" he mumbled against my lips.

"Go get ready and ill meet you there" I tell him and he shakes his head.

"I will pick you up at nine, okay?" he suggests, but it wasn't really a question.

"I'll see you then" I smile as he stood up, leaning down giving me a small peck before leaving and me going upstairs to get ready.

I stared at myself in the full length mirror when I heard heels clicking on the floor behind me.

"You look hot…" Rachel announced and I turned to look at her.

"You think?" I asked doing a spin with my hands to the side.

"Definitely. Virgin Boy won't know what hit him" She smiled leaning against the door in the dress I had picked out for her.

My dress was a strapless silver dress that was in was scrunched at the bottom that hit my mid thigh. All the fabric was pulled to the side with a jewel clasp which made the top of the dress tight and hug my body and the color went well with black and silver cast.

I paired it with low grey high heels that had straps going across the tops of my feet. My hair was down in its natural wavy state with pieces pulled back into a jeweled beret.

My makeup was all but none with just a small amount of mascara. I decided tonight was a night to go natural.

"Thanks" I smiled when the doorbell rang and I walked passed her bumping into her hip slowly descending down the steps hoping not to fall and opening the door to see Lucas in dark charcoal pants matched with a black button down dress shirt and a pink satin tie. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbows and his hair as usual was in its messy state.

Damn, he was hot.

"Damn, my baby's beautiful" he smiled mimicking my thoughts of him pulling me close to him.

"So I'm your baby now?" I asked wrapping my arms around his neck as he nodded leaning in pressing his lips to mine.

I would never get tired of kissing Lucas Scott, that I was sure of was my only thought as his tongue slipped into my mouth and I involuntarily moaned into his mouth.

"Could we refrain from doing that in my eye sight?" was said making us pull away from each other to look at Rachel coming down the steps.

"Shut up Rachel" I growled making her laugh at me.

"My date will be here soon and I don't want the poor boy scarred because of you two" She joked and I rolled my eyes at her.

"We're leaving" I announced pulling Lucas out the door to his car.

"You ever been to a dance before?" He asked me once we started the short ride to the school.

"Does that one time in sixth grade count?" I grin cutting my eyes over at him making him laugh shaking his head, "No seriously, it was the Valentine's Day dance. It totally counted"

"Did you dance at this dance?"

"I worked the concession stand" I grumbled crossing my arms over my chest as we pulled into the parking lot and climbed out of his car.

"Well than I'm happy to be your first" He smiles at me putting his hand out which I took without hesitation.

"What about you Mr. Scott? Have you been to a dance?"

"Unfortunately, yes Miss Davis. I think tonight will be a lot more fun though."

"And why is that?"

"Before I had to stand with people I didn't like, dance with girls I couldn't stand. Now I can just dance with you"

"You should feel honored. I'm an awesome dancer"

"Again with that cockiness"

"Again, you're rubbing off on me" I shrugged as we walked into the gym that was booming with loud music and people were scattered around dancing and others were sitting at tables.

I saw Peyton, Jake, Quinn and Clay at a table close to the back of the gym and even though I wanted to sit with them I wasn't positive Lucas would want to.

When I was about to make us start another way I noticed Felix walking to the table that held my friends and he had sat in-between Jake and Clay.

"There's Felix" Lucas announced pulling me that way and I let out a breath of relief.

No way in hell would I sit and break bread with Theresa and her little group.

"Hey guys" I wave once we make it to the table and Lucas goes and sits next to Clay and they start up a conversation about basketball so I just go and sit with Quinn and Peyton.

"How are you?" Peyton asked me as I played with a cup that was sitting in front of me and I smiled at them.

"I'm fine"

"You sure?" Quinn asked and I rolled my eyes at them.

"Scouts honor" I responded when Lucas stood up and pulled me to the dance floor and a slow song started and he glanced at me

"What are you doing?" I asked him I placed one hand in his and it was close to his chest while the other was placed on his shoulder and his other hand was placed my hip and saw that look appear on his face again.

I hate that damn look.

"Dancing" he told me in a duh tone.

"No, not that. It's just the whole day you keep getting this look where you are reminding yourself of something and I just don't get why."

"Truth?" He asked me and I nodded, "I haven't been happy, like really happy since Lily got sick. I mean sure I smile and I laugh but it just felt fake like I was going through the motions. Then you happened and you make me really smile and laugh and you make me happy and I guess part of me hates you for it"

"Why?"

He didn't look at me as he said it but stared behind me at the wall. He didn't want me to see the look I knew would be there. Sadness. "I guess I don't see why I can be happy and she is laying in a damn bed"

"I saw something" I told him and he turned to look at me confused as we continued to dance as another song came on.

"What?"

"Well after you told me about her I was a little curious. So I started searching and I called a few people and some things said she will wake up on her own time and to play her music that a girl at her age would like and play movies in the background. Another thing said that she is in a different reality… like a dreamland and she is so engrossed in this world she thinks it is real. I called this doctor and he said she could have had an allergic reaction to something and this is just a side effect. A really long side effect"

"I've looked everywhere. How could you possible find all that?" He asked me in awe.

"I didn't talk to surgeons, I talk to sleep doctors. They know a lot more" I shrugged not thinking anything of it.

"Why?"

"No person should lose their childhood like that. She is going to wake up though. I know it" I told him optimistically.

Once the song had ended we walked back to the table and Lucas excused himself and walked over to where Nathan was. The girls were talking but I was watching Lucas and Nathan. I noticed them go to a secluded corner and were talking about something I wasn't really sure what and when Nathan laughed hitting his shoulder and walking away I thought they were fin, but I notice Lucas run his hands through his hair frustrated before making his way back to me.

"You want to go somewhere with me?" he asked me.

"We just got here. Are you sure?" I asked and he nodded.

"I have a place you will enjoy more. We can walk if you want" he shrugged outing his hand out and I took waving to Quinn, Peyton and now Rachel who had gotten there during my dance with Lucas.

"Will I appreciate this?" I asked and he just smiles.

"I promise you will" He nodded before pulling me towards the door and I followed.

He was right, I would appreciate anything more than a stuffy gym with girls glaring at me.

It was starting to make me nervous how much he was starting to know about me, but like I said before. I will take the fear because it was new and even though it made me nervous it also made me happy.

I always wanted someone to notice things about me.

I had finally found that someone.

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