Brooke and Lucas had been back from their trip and had successfully managed to avoid anyone finding out about their 'secret' relationship for the past month and a half. The only people that knew of their relationship was Haley and Nathan and now they kept their get togethers out of the public eye. They would hang out at one of their places and if they did go out it was always a group thing so that no one would get suspicious.

During the week it was hard for them to get together and have their time because of work schedules and functions that needed to be attended. During the weekends they stayed at Lucas' or Brooke's place and just spent time together. They did have the occasional overheated make-out and groping session, but he was very respectful to the fact that Brooke would pull back. He wanted her and she knew it, but she wasn't ready to give into him until she knew that he wasn't just going to up and leave after they were together.

Tonight was no different than the past couple of weeks. It was a warm Friday night and Brooke had snuck over to Lucas's to spend the night since she had only seen him one other time during the week. Her father had kept her unusually busy with work until all hours of the night and Lucas had a pretty intense filming schedule that week. She knew it was because he was almost wrapping the film, but it didn't make her miss him any less. She used her key that he gave her to let herself in so that she wouldn't be seen lurking around. She had also given Lucas a key to her place so he could just slip in without being noticed as well.

She threw her bag on the side table near the door and kicked off her flip-flops. Tonight she had gone for comfortable and wore a black tank top with her white, knee-length, flowy skirt and paired it off with her flip-flops. Her hair hung just slightly past her shoulders with a pretty wave to it. It didn't look like he was home yet, but Brooke thought that was weird since he had called her earlier and said it should be an early night on set. She walked into the living room and flicked on the light.

"Lucas," she called and didn't get a response. She walked back to her bag and checked her cell phone. Sure enough she had a text from him.

Hey Pretty Girl. Filming is taking longer than expected. I'll be late, but make yourself at home. Can't wait to see you I miss you so much. –Luke

She smiled as she flipped her phone shut and walked to the kitchen grabbing a glass of wine. At least Lucas had known her well enough to get her something she liked. She walked into the living room and sat on the leather couch, grabbing the remote and turning on the t.v. Nothing interesting seemed to be on so she after a period of time she got up and looked around. Lucas had a huge house but she had never really looked at anything when she was here with him. She walked over to the fireplace and looked at all of the pictures he had. He had ones with his family (she guessed), Nathan, and co-stars, that made her smile because he looked genuinely happy. A particular one caught her interest that was almost buried in the back. She lifted her manicured fingers and picked the picture up. The girl in the picture was beautiful, and she reminded her so much of herself. This must be Beth, the girl Lucas had told her about. She felt a slight twinge of jealousy go through her because of the fact that Lucas still kept this photo out, with people that seemed important in his life. She wiped of the front and noticed an engraving and couldn't help but read it.

Lucas- I love you so much. We will have always and forever together. I can't wait to grow old and have a family together. Love, Beth

Brooke almost slammed the picture back where she found it. She shouldn't be jealous, but she was. Her and Lucas had been seeing eachother exclusively and he had pictures of his ex up. She did not have one reminder of her ex up and it bothered her that he did. She slumped back on the couch and noticed the time. 10p.m. She had been here for almost 2 hours and he still wasn't home. His phone rang, but she didn't pick it up because she didn't know if she was allowed to. She heard his voicemail come on and muted the television just in case it was him and she could pick up. What she heard was definitely not Lucas.

"Hey Luke, it's Beth. I'm in LA and was wondering if you wanted to catch up. I…I miss you. I know I talked to you last week, but give me a call when you get this. Bye."

Brooke was fuming at this point. Lucas had told her that he did not talk to her and this girl just said that she talked to him last week. She felt like someone had punched her in the stomach. Maybe Lucas was using her after all and the thought almost brought tears to her eyes. She turned off the tv and lights and grabbed her stuff. She left his key on the counter and slammed his door on the way out. She got into her car and left as a tear fell from her eyes.

Lucas was so annoyed that the film had taken so long to wrap. He had been looking forward to seeing Brooke tonight and had planned out the perfect evening. Too bad he had gotten stuck at work, but he didn't care. He was still going to make this weekend the best he could. He had decided that tonight was going to be the night that he told Brooke that he loved her. He had been trying to make sure that was what he was really feeling and he came to the conclusion that he was absolutely in love with her. She consumed all of his thought when he wasn't with her. She was the first thing he thought of in the morning and his last thought at night.

He loved when they had their weekends together because he felt so complete when he went to sleep with her in his arms and woke up next to her in the morning. She was a complete goddess in the morning. She would always have the most peaceful look to her face and seem so content. He loved how just looking at her made his heart melt. He knew what he felt for her was definitely love last weekend. They had, had a stupid argument and gone to bed angry at eachother.

Flashback:

"Lucas," he could have sworn she whispered to him. He ignored the noise thinking he was dreaming. When he felt Brooke shift next to him and whisper his name again, he knew he wasn't dreaming. He slowly fluttered open his eyes and adjusted to the moonlite room.

"What time is it Brooke," he asked as he yawned and stretched a little.

"It's 3," she whispered and moved a bit closer to him.

"Why are you up at 3 .m.," he whispered. He wasn't sure why he was whispering since no one else was in the house, but it felt right.

"I couldn't sleep," she said and brought one hand behind his head and played with his hair, while the other started to nervously run along his bare chest. "I'm sorry Broody. I didn't mean to fight with you, I don't want to fight with you," she said and finally brought her gaze to meet his own.

He grinned and loved the fact that she was so nervous about a petty fight. He brought his hand to her face and cupped her cheek, while gently stroking her bottom lip with his thumb. "I don't like fighting with you either Pretty Girl," he said and lifted his head to gently kiss her lips. When he pulled away he had this strong urge to tell her that he loved her. The idea had never dawned on him until that very moment. When he looked at her face he knew that he was in love. He knew if he said it that he would freak her out in that moment so her just pulled her to his chest and whispered 'sorry' to her too.

Now as he pulled up to his house and knew tonight was the night to tell her, his nerves went into overdrive. He was suddenly questioning if he should tell her or just keep it to himself, but he knew he did love her. She was the first girl he ever felt love for that he hadn't slept with first. He knew that even if he told her chances were that he still wasn't going to be able to sleep with her yet, but that was okay. He was okay with their relationship not being as physical as he was used to. He actually really respected her for not giving into him. It made him love her that much more.

He noticed all of the lights were off in his house and he thought that was weird. Maybe Brooke was tired and had gone to bed since he took to long. He flicked on the entryway light and gently called her name. No response. He kicked off his shoes and quietly made his way to his bedroom. When he opened the door he noticed that Brooke was not in his room and not in the bathroom either. He walked back downstairs and grabbed his cell phone when he saw that her car was not in the garage.

Her phone rang and rang, but she did not answer. He decided he'd leave her a text instead because she was more likely to notice a text.

Hey Pretty Girl. I just got home and you r not here. Where r u? Plz come here, I need u. -Luke

He smiled when he felt his phone vibrate not even a few minutes later. He grabbed his drink from the fridge and made his way to the living room before flipping his phone back open.

I'm not coming over again. I think it would be best 2 end this now. Bye. –Brooke

'What the fuck,' he thought to himself. She had been at the house and left and now she was telling him that they should end things. He was furiously typing back when she wouldn't pick up his phone call.

What do u mean? What happened 2 make u leave & then decide 2 end us? Plz just come back & we can talk abt wht is wrong?Wht did I do?

He sat tapping his fingers on the table waiting for a response. He was about to try and call her again after five minutes had passed, but when he got her message he understood why it took longer than he wanted and was more than one text.

I'm not coming back Luke. I left your key on the table near the door so that you wouldn't have 2 worry abt me coming back. U have a voicemail waiting for u. U lied 2 me & 4 that I don't want nething 2 do with u. We promised no lies & u said that u haven't spoken to her. U lied. I'm done so plz do NOT bother me nemore. –Brooke

Lucas was all sorts of confused at this point. He was not sure what Brooke was even talking about. He walked to the kitchen and pressed play to listen to his messages. When he got to the last one his heart stopped for a moment and after he composed himself, the anger settled in. He hated Beth and when she had texted him last week he ignored it. He was not even sure how she had gotten his home phone number. Now Brooke thinks that he has been lying and sneaking around with his ex. He would not do that to her and he had to make her understand that he felt nothing for Beth and everything for her before it was too late.

So review and let me know what you think. I apologize for the delay of the UD, but I want to be honest and say that I will most likely not UD until next week at least because I found out tonight that my best friend died un-expectantly and I'm having a bit of a hard time with accepting the fact that he is really gone. I just wanted to get up what I had already written because I felt I owed those of you who read and review something for being so loyal, but I'm sorry it is at least half of what I had wanted up. Also, DarkBrownEyes for My Diary because I re-read some of the My Diary chapters tonight that helped me vent some of my emotions and cry all I needed to so thank you for that story, it meant a lot tonight, and I can't wait for more!