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Brooke Davis was annoyed. This had been the week from hell and on this Friday night she needed some chocolate. She wasn't going to give Lucas the upper hand by showing up when he wanted her to. To say she had caught him off guard by showing up yesterday was an understatement. She hadn't wanted to give him the upper hand by showing up when he planned. He would have been able to try and plan if he knew exactly when she was coming. Screw that. She was Brooke Davis and did what she wanted. She didn't play by the rules that others made. She reached into the cabinet and grabbed the box of brownie batter. Baking always made her feel better.

Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully (peacefully)..
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my daughter
To not come and speak to me (speak to me)..
I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty)..

Flashback:

"Hey Bernie," she said as she waved to the security guard at Fox studios. He waved and didn't question her just showing up. She came and went as she pleased. "Can you tell me which way to go for filming on Life Unplanned," she asked with her signature-dimpled smile.

He chuckled and gave her a smirk. "Is someone taking a liking to the lead actor," Bernie teased.

Brooke blushed. She usually only visited the sets if it was work related or if she just wanted to check out one of the leading men quickly. "No, Bernie, it's not like that."

He laughed and pointed her to the set with a wave goodbye.

She didn't like for people to know when she was on set. The directors would get tense and the actors would get annoyed. She usually just watched from a distance, so that no one knew she was around. Today wasn't going to be different. She was actually curious to see if Lucas had another side to him, other than an asshole. She watched as he finished his scene and sat down next to his co-star, not noticing Brooke at all. She was curious as to what he was saying so she crept up quietly closer.

"I am so pissed off. That douche-bag at the studio gave the part away. He said I wasn't fit for the role. Has he even seen one of my films because I'm pretty much fit for any role," Lucas scoffed to his redheaded co-star seated next to him.

"Well Luke this is Hollywood and you can't have every role that you desire," she shrugged and took a sip from her bottled water.

"He passed up on me for some guy that does vampire films. He's a mediocre actor and the only reason they wanted him was because of his hair and teen-bopper fans that will flock to the theaters," Lucas bitched again.

Brooke chuckled at this. She knew who he was talking about and regardless of what Lucas said he was actually a great actor, very easy on the eyes, and actually a nice guy when she chatted with him.

"Lucas you can't talk shit about everyone who beats you out for a role. Have you ever even watched any of his films? He CAN actually act," the redhead said as she turned to him. He mumbled a "whatever" and dropped the subject.

"Jesus Christ it is hot out. This heat wave is a killer," the redhead said as she removed her jacket. Brooke noticed how Lucas switched modes fairly quickly.

Lucas turned towards the red head and brushed his hand down her arm. "I like this heat wave. Anything that gets you to take off more clothes is welcome to me," he said and smirked.

She batted his hand away. "Fuck you Scott. I already told you I don't want to have sex. Haven't we had this conversation for the past two months?I'm not sure of any other way to break the news to you."

"Yeah we have baby, but I'm persistent. Haven't you figured that out by now," he said as he pushed his lips against hers.

Brooke thought the girl would slap him silly, but she watched as the girl actually kissed him back for a second before shoving his chest away. "Scumbag," she muttered under her breath. Well that certainly ended that kiss because Brooke had spoken louder than she thought.

She saw Lucas pull back and glare at her. "What the fuck are you doing here. I told you Friday. Does it look like Friday to you," he spat out harshly.

Brooke just looked at him and laughed. Nope there clearly was no other side to him other than womanizing prick.

"Lucas. Don't be so rude," the redhead snapped at him. She stood in front of Brooke and extended her hand. "Hi, I'm Rachel," she said and smiled.

"Brooke."

"Well it's nice to meet you. He's an ass and as you can tell in a bad mood. He got rejected for a role he wanted," Rachel said.

"Hmm…I wonder why," Brooke said and noticed the look Lucas gave her. "Just an F.Y.I. Rachel you can do better. Lucas is clearly overcompensating for something, and it's nice to see I'm not the only one to notice."

"Yeah like a small dick," Rachel teased and nudged Lucas. He clearly did not find that funny.

"Neither of you know shit about my dick, but I'm sure we can arrange for that to changed," he said as he looked between both females.

Rachel made a disgusted noise and Brooke just crossed her arms over her chest. "In your dreams Broody boy, in your dreams. Well this is has been fun, but I've seen enough," Brooke said and turned around.

She heard Lucas calling after her, but choose to ignore him. When he tried to stop her she would just go around him. For some reason she was finding this guy less appealing by the moment.

And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am

"Stupid idiot. Thinks I'm going to fawn over him. As if," she said as she started mixing the ingredients. The only thing other than chocolate that made her feel better was music and the two would mix perfectly together right now, she thought as she made her way over to the cd player. She popped in her Eminem cd that she always listened to when she was in a pissy mood, probably louder than she should have. 'Oh well' she thought to herself, 'no one else is home anyway."

Lucas layed on his couch with a script between his fingers. He was rehearsing lines for Monday's shoot even though he already knew all the lines by heart. This was not how he envisioned his Friday night. If all had gone right he would have probably been getting ready to eat dinner with Brooke right now. It infuriated him that she had pulled a fast one on him and showed up on the set yesterday. He had, had everything planned for today to try and convince her that he was not that bad of a guy. Sure he loved to flirt and have sex with women, but he was twenty-four years old. He grew up real fast in Hollywood. He starred in his first movie at fourteen and has been at it since.

He did not always want to be this way, but at some point he realized that you have to play the cards that you are dealt. Women did not like him for the real person, but rather for WHO he was. He had tried to have relationships, but found out the hard way that these girls just wanted the attention and fame that came with dating him. He had sworn that after the last one he got to attached to and it ended badly, that he was not going to date women. He was going to have fun, have sex, and avoid heartbreak. Some times it was all too easy, but other times he was thankful for that. He had to put little to no effort in any more and that suited him.

Then that feisty brunette with a bad attitude just had to enter the picture. She intrigued him because she wasn't like anyone he had ever met. She had consumed his thoughts for the past week and he had been looking forward to picking her brain apart and figuring out if she was just really hiding her true self behind a bitch with a bad attitude or if she really was a crazy psycho. He found it intriguing that she didn't throw herself at him, but rather seemed repulsed by him. He liked that challenge because he knew he would have instant gratification the minute he got to have her.

He was snapped from his thoughts when his phone went off. He glanced at the caller ID and picked up.

"Yeah."

"Nice way to answer your phone. What has your panties all in a twist," Nathan chuckled.

"Nothing. Is there a point for this phone call or did you just want to piss me off," Lucas huffed.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Nothing. I'm going over my lines."

"Date didn't go so well with Brooke," he asked and paused to hear his cousin scoff. "It's better that way Luke. She clearly isn't interested and it's probably better this way."

"Did you call me just for that. If so, I'm kinda busy and would rather not have this conversation with you," Lucas said clearly annoyed.

"I was going to go grab some drinks with Haley and I thought I'd see if you wanted to go," Nathan asked.

"Who the fuck is Haley?"

"You're slow Luke. The girl from the party Friday night."

"The friend of Brooke," Lucas asked suddenly more interested in this conversation.

"That would be the one. Although sorry to disappoint you, but Brooke isn't going. She wants to avoid anything and anyone that brings you around," Nathan chuckled. "If you want to come I'll pick you up before I swing by their place."

Lucas was off the couch and already changing. He agreed to go, but only so that he could find out where the feisty one lived, so he could persuade her to go out with him just once. "Fuck you and hurry up," he said as he clicked his phone shut.

No I won't sign your autograph
You can call me an asshole I'm glad

"It must have been a bad day if you are blaring Eminem and eating brownies," Haley laughed as she saw her friend jump from being startled.

"Christ Haley. Way to scare the shit out of me," Brooke said regaining her balance.

"Were you expecting someone else," Haley challenged.

"No."

"I'm going out for drinks with Nathan, want to come?"

"Is his ass of a cousin coming," she asked and when her friend shook her head no she jumped off the stool and headed to her room to get ready. "Give me fifteen."

Haley laughed and picked up Brooke's mess. She was already dressed to go and answered the door when the bell rang.

"Hello Nath….an," she said surprised to see Lucas with him. "Ummm…okay," she said as moved over to let them through the door.

"Nice house," Lucas said as he looked around.

"Thanks," she said as politely as she could manage. When he was far enough away she turned to Nathan. "What is he doing here?"

"I figured since you said Brooke wouldn't go, I'd see if he wanted to tag along," Nathan shrugged, not really seeing the big deal with it.

Haley hadn't noticed that Lucas was in the hall closest to Brooke's room looking at the photographs, until she heard Brooke screech.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house," Brooke said startled. She figured Nathan would come over, but Haley had said that there would be NO Lucas.

Lucas was smirking at the angered brunette in front of him. Damn she looked pretty smoking tonight. She had on these dark shorts that were barely there and hugged the curve of her ass perfectly, and a baby blue halter-top that showed off the roundness of her breast. She seemed a bit taller than he remembered and when he tore his gaze from her chest he saw that she had on black heels.

"Hey creeps stop starring," Brooke said and pushed his chest back. He was standing too close for her liking and the smell of him was actually getting to her a bit. He really was gorgeous tonight in his torn and faded jeans and black button up shirt. She found herself licking her lips at how perfect he looked. Maybe it was the fact that she hadn't been with a man in over a year or just the fact that he was perfect looking, but he was starting to get to her. She looked past him when she heard Haley.

"Brooke, I didn't know."

"Fuck this. I told you I wasn't going out if this pompous ass was going to be there. Have fun and I'll see you later," she said as she stormed into her room and slammed the door.

Haley was about to follow her when Lucas stepped in front of her.

"Move Lucas."

"Can I just talk to her? I promise I won't cause a scene and if she really doesn't want me to be there I will leave so you can all go out."

Haley was about to protest when she saw a look in his eye. She couldn't explain it, and she didn't trust him but she was willing to give it a try. "Knock yourself out," she said and returned back to Nathan.

Lucas gently tapped on her door. He knew if she thought it was him she would ignore him. He was right in his thinking. The furious brunette flung the door open; ready to give her friend a piece of her mind. She actually seemed shocked that Lucas was there and then all of her bitchiness came full force.

"What do you think you are doing? If I didn't make myself clear, I want you to leave."

"No, you need to listen to me."

"Excuse me," she said and folded her arms across her chest. "I don't need to do anything you say."

"Why are you always a bitch? Can you ever let down your guard for thirty seconds and let someone else talk. It may surprise you."

"I'm waiting. Enlighten me," she challenged with an un-amused look on her face and her eyebrow kinked.

"I'm sorry for yesterday. I was a jerk, but you caught me off guard."

"Is that all," she asked, clearly not impressed. She however was not prepared for his next move.

He knew he shouldn't but he had to. He had wanted to kiss her since that night they met. She exuded sex and all that came with it. He had never met someone like her and clearly no one as gorgeous. He knew he would probably get slapped, but it was worth the risk. His lips caught her off guard and he kissed her hard. He knew that she was probably shocked so he took the opportunity to cradle her face in his hands and kiss her more. He was trying desperately to get her to part her lips so that he could fully kiss her. From what he had tasted so far he was desperate to get more.

She didn't know what was happening. First they were fighting and then he kissed her. She would never admit it but she had always dreamed of what it would be like to kiss him when she watched his movies. She figured that she would experience it just this once before she backed away and slapped the shit out of him for even daring.

She parted her lips and he took the plunge. It was better than anything she had ever dreamed of. His arms pulled her closer to his sculpted body and she felt herself involuntarily moan. His tongue danced with hers and explored every part of her mouth. He tasted so good that she felt like she was getting drunk from it. Her tiny hands had betrayed her and she grabbed a fistful of his collar, kissing him with everything she had.

He thought he was dreaming. Kissing her was better than he ever thought. When she moaned into his mouth he felt every part of his body respond. He wanted her and he wanted her bad. He kept pulling her small frame harder into his, trying everything to have her as close as possible and nothing seemed to be enough for him. He was greedy and he couldn't get enough of her. If kissing her was this great he knew that having sex with her would be out of this world. He tried to push his luck and guide her more into her bedroom, but that pulled her out of her trance.

She pushed him away and slapped him. Hard. So hard in fact her hand was tingling. "How dare you. What were you thinking? You can't just kiss me," she shouted at him.

He edged closer to her and leaned in. He wasn't going to just take her crap anymore. "I wanted to kiss you so I did. And don't play your innocent act with me. You liked it just as much. Moaning into my mouth and pulling me closer by my shirt. You thought about giving in and fucking me tonight and you're just to scared to admit it," he spat out harshly. He wasn't angry with her; just frustrated by the desire and want he had for this girl. He knew after he kissed her that he had never wanted any single person more in his entire life.

She laughed. "Please it was a pity kiss and I don't want you Luke," she tried to play it off cool. She didn't want him to know the effect he had on her. She was in fact debating for a few seconds in the kiss what it would be like to have him, but she would never let him know that.

"Is that so," he said and inched in closer to kiss her again, but was stopped by her hand in his face.

"An inch closer and I will kill you. You need to leave."

"Just admit it. I'll admit that I want you right now, so why can't you. It's just sex Brooke. I'll even play nice if that's what it takes. You want me to beg is that it," he asked. He knew he sounded desperate, but he was willing to do just about anything to be with her tonight.

"You're pathetic. I don't want you Luke, but clearly you misunderstood my slap. Do not touch me again or you will get another one. Get out of my way and lets go out. After tonight I do not want to see you again. I'll play nice for a few hours for Nathan and Haley and then that's it," she said in a final tone and stomped off towards the others.

He groaned and leaned his head on the wall. He was trying to figure out a way to go out tonight and not be able to kiss her or touch her and the thought pissed him off. Little did he know that kiss had Brooke just as hot and bothered as he was.

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