Hey there guys,

So look who's back with another chapter and oh so soon. Yeah that's right... me lol.

Anyway I realised that it isn't fair that I concentrate more on my original stories on wattpad than I do with my fanfiction ones, so I've decided that I will try my hardest to upload chapters more regular.

Thank you all for all my reviews and I appreciate it so much and always will.

I love you all.

So here is chapter 11... ENJOY!

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"They've done it!" The crowd went wild as Lucas scored the winning hoop "the Tree Hill Ravens are your 2014 champions" The commentator cheered over his mic "number 3 Lucas Scott should be so proud. He worked like a trooper and he is indeed the captain of the Ravens"

Everyone around me was jumping up and down for joy, but yet I was standing there looking into the crowd at Lucas celebrating with his team mates. I then saw Peyton run down from the bleachers and jumped into Lucas's arms placing a kiss to his plumped lips.

Rachel grabbed onto my arm and pulled me into her body giving me a big celebratory hug. I placed a fake smile on my face and jumped up and down with my fellow cheerleaders.

Xxx

After the game we headed over to Nathan's because he and his house mates were hosting the winners party. I stood at the back door with a vodka and lemonade in my hand.

"So I heard your moving to London" I turn to the voice to see Nathan standing beside me with a beer in his hand.

"Erm..." I look back out to the crowd to see Peyton all over Lucas on the dance floor "yeah I am" I nod facing Nathan again "I've got an internship over the summer"

"That sounds cool Brooke" Nathan gave me a smile, but I knew there was something behind it. Something he wanted to say to me, but wasn't sure if he should. I know Nathan Scott, I know him a little too well.

"Spit it out Nate" I muttered taking a gulp of my drink not wincing at the fire vodka brings to my throat.

"I just have this feeling that your moving because of Lucas"

"Then the feeling you have is right" I was moving because of Lucas.

I applied to my colleges way before Lucas came to his senses and way before Nathan came back. I wanted to get away from Lucas and his snarky comments. I wanted to start over to a place no one would know me and at the time London seemed perfect. A total different country.

"I applied at the beginning of the year Nathan" I tell him honestly "I applied before Lucas and I started talking again, before you came back"

"But things are different now Brooke... You and Lucas are at a good place now"

"No Nathan!" I shot down his comments faster than ever "things may be different now, but Lucas and I aren't in a good place. We're just... We're just talking... That's the only difference"

"But I thought..."

"I guess you thought wrong then huh" and with saying that I walk pass Nathan to the cupboard I placed my coat and bag in earlier. I needed to go. Suddenly this house felt too over crowed and way to suffocating.

"Your going?" Came that familiar voice. I slowly stand back from the cupboard and turn to see those bright blue eyes looking back at me "the party has only began"

I look away from him and back at the coats hanged up in the cupboard "I have to go home and pack, I'm..."

"Pack?" Came his interruption "are you going somewhere?"

"We graduate next week Lucas" came my simple reply "and I'm moving to London" and his face dropped and when I say that I mean all the colour from his face drained and he now looked as pale as he did when he found out his dad passed.

"London?" He questioned after a few minutes "your moving to London?" I slowly nod and I could feel my heart beat gradually beat faster for every second we stood there in silence. The party was going on around us, yet I could feel the silence between us.

"Lucas... I..."

"When" he interrupted me again "when you leaving?"

"After graduation"

"That soon?" I nod again my face beginning to feel hot and I could feel tear rising to the surface "why?"

I look away from him and take my jacket from the hanger and slowly put it on pulling it close around me "I got into Westminster for fashion" was my only answer. I didn't want him to feel bad knowing that his the reason why I applied for colleges away from him and the memories we once had. He might have been a douche to me, but I really don't want him to feel bad.

I guess the love I have for him has something to do with that.

"I'm sorry Lucas, but I'm going to London. I'm gonna go and get my degree and hopefully get somewhere in fashion from it" I state taking a step towards him "high school is practically over now and what we once had all those years ago is over too. I need to go and start over. I need to make new memories with other people, but I wish you the best okay; in everything you do" I lean up and place a soft lingering kiss to his still slightly pale cheek "I'll see you around Luke" I felt a single tear fall down my cheek as my heart began to ache bad, real bad. I walked pass him and to the door.

I needed out. London is for a new beginning. A new beginning I desperately needed.

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I got home to an empty house like always. Mom and Dad said they'll make it back for my graduation and I believe them, they haven't broken a promise yet.

I head straight up to my room to find a basket full of goodies sitting on my bed with a note attached to a cute stuffed 'Me To You Bear'. I shrug my jacket off my shoulders and hang it up behind my door before sitting on the edge of my bed looking at the basket.

I slowly take the bear from the basket only to see Lucas's hand writing written on a small carded piece of paper.

Brooke,

I know things haven't been like they used to be and I know that's all because of me and my stupid thinking, but the day we spent together a couple days ago was amazing being in your company again. I have missed that. I've missed you.

My heart ached at his words, but I fought against it.

Our senior year never went how I planned it to go, heck our whole high school experience went to pot and all because I blamed you for something I felt guilty for and I'm sorry for it, I'm sorry for everything Pretty Girl.

Don't believe anything I've said over the pat 2-3 years. You are something, your more than something Brooke... You're everything I ever wanted and yet I let you slip away. Your not a slut or a whore or anything else me and my friends ever called you.

I love you a Pretty Girl, I love you more every day and that hasn't stopped and it never will.

I meant what I said the other day, if you ever need me I'll always be there. You have me back now Pretty Girl and I don't plan on going anywhere this time.

I'll always love you to the moon and back...

Your Broody Boy xxx

I didn't realise I was crying until I felt a single tear hit my hand. I reached up and sure enough I had streaks of tears falling down my cheeks.

I knew Lucas was sorry. I also knew the grief he was going through because everyone else around him was going through the same thing when Keith died. I just tried being there for him, but that was when stage one of him blocking me out started.

He never let me grief because I was going through two losses at that tie. Keith and Lucas himself.

After I adjusted myself and cleaned up my face and my emotions I slowly went through the basket finding a photo album with 'Brooke and Lucas' written across the top of it. I ran my finger tips over the bright letters and then began opening it to see pages and pages of the memories we once had. From the age of us meeting at 5 until we hit high school at 14.

I never knew he kept so many of the pictures we had taken together. It never dawned on me that he cared that much that he would keep our memories for himself too.

After looking through the book, I placed it back in the basket and took out a few of the things that we've done together that he had placed in the basket such as one of the tickets he for for us when we went to see Grease in theatre and the first time we went to see the lion king at the movies when we were 5 and the last letter I sent him before I realised he didn't want me in his life anymore.

Lucas does care and it seemed he was right too... He never stopped.

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So Lucas still loves Brooke, who thinks Brooke will give Lucas another chance after the letter and the gift basket?

Please review and let me know what you think.

Love you all loads.

Much Love Roch xoxo