"So you're not too great at this basketball thing." Brooke teased as she sat on the bench watching Lucas shooting shot after shot; missing shot after shot.
"I am too great." Lucas said slightly annoyed he was just sucking in front of her. The walk down to the River Court they didn't talk that much. They just sort of walked in silence with a few comments and enjoying the company of the each other. Then they got here Brooke took a seat, he grabbed a ball and now Brooke was just making fun of him for sucking, "You just make me nervous." He admitted taking another shot it hitting the rim and bouncing over to Brooke.
"I'm sorry." She laughed catching the ball, "I don't mean to make you nervous."
"Well you do." He jogged over to get his ball.
"I've never made someone nervous before." She let out a dry laugh spinning the ball in her hands, "People normally make me nervous." She confessed knowing that her nerves of people finding about Emma make her more than nervous.
"Well I don't believe that." Lucas said placing his hands on either side of her as she sat, "Because you Pretty Girl have made me nervous since the first moment I met you."
"Why?" She asked not missing the glance he kept tossing down at her lips.
"I really don't know." He admitted again brushing a strand of hair that dropped over her eye out of her face, "There is just something about you that keeps me hooked."
"That's probably not the best thing." She told him honestly hating the racing of her heart as he stepped even closer to her.
"And why is that?" He asked placing his hand on her cheek as he started to lean closer, "It seems like a good idea to me." He smiled only inches away from her lips.
"I doubt Theresa would think that." She whispered to him and saw the look on his face as his head dropped with a long sigh, "I should probably go." She frowned as he slowly took a step back away from her and she stood up walking away.
"Brooke," He spun around as she stood still on the court, "Theresa and I aren't anything. I mean we use too but it's wasn't what you think it-"
"Luke stop." She waved her hand up at him spinning around to face him, "It's not my business ok. What you do has really nothing to do with me."
"But I want it too." He said as she stood frozen a few feet away, "Brooke since meeting you I can't stop thinking about you and honestly it annoys the hell out of me. I have known you all of a week, talked to you only a handle full of times yet every conversations ends with you walking away from me and me just standing here feeling stupid."
"Lucas listen I am not someone you want to be mixed up with." She told him not wanting him to get into feeling something just to retreat when he found out the truth, she didn't want to feel that feeling, "You said I was different and you're right I am different and way more different then people here; than Theresa."
"I don't like Theresa!" He growled throwing his hands in the air, "I don't. I know that sounds bad but we are just friends, hell we aren't even friends anymore just kind of…"
"Hook up?" She shrugged as he let out a long sigh, "Lucas your sweet. Ok I admit it you are sweet and cute and I'm attracted to you but I am not like that."
"I don't want you like that. I like that you're different." Lucas said as she let out a dry laugh at the fact he had no clue how different she was, "I just want to get to know you Brooke." He told her walking over standing in front of her.
"Then get to know me." She shrugged knowing she would only let him know the parts of her life she wanted him to know, "Yet get to know me as a friend."
"Fine." He gave in shoving his hands in his pockets quickly realizing Brooke never does anything she doesn't want to do and never changes her mind once it was made up, "I will be your friend."
"Really?" Brooke asked thinking he gave into that to easy, someone who seemed pretty persistent just dropped it like that?
"Yeah." He moved closer to her making her heart once again race, "I want to be your friend Brooke. I want to get to know you and if being your friend is the way to do that then well…I guess we just became friends."
"Hi my beautiful baby girl." Brooke smiled down at her baby she picked up out of her crib, "Did you sleep good?"
"Berry." Emma yawned making her little hand into a fist and rubbing her eye.
"Guess what you get to do today?" Brooke asked walking over as she started to change Emma, "You get to go swimming with mommy and Quinn and Clay."
"Yay!" Emma squealed excited as Brooke grabbed a swim diaper and her little bathing suit, "Is Daddy swimming?" She asked licking her top lip brushing her hair out of her face as Brooke froze pulling on her diaper.
"Umm…no baby daddy isn't swimming with us." Brooke's heart broke seeing the upset look spread over her little girls face.
"He don't ever play with me anymore." Emma whined not really understanding at three why her dad was there every day to now only talking to her on the phone.
"Emma…" Brooke stood her up on the changing table pulling her top over her head and looking her right in her baby blues, "You have the best daddy in the world and he loves you more than anything. He just has school right now."
"You school but you don't leave me." She pointed out and Brooke hating how smart her daughter was, damn Mick for making her so bright.
"Well that's because I go to a smaller person school. Daddy goes to a real big person school." She explained hoping Emma got it.
"Big like Clay big?" She asked knowing Clay was bigger than her, he was bigger than Brooke.
"Kinda." Brooke laughed picking Emma up as they walked down to the kitchen, "But you know I bet daddy would love for you to call him this morning."
"You tink?" Emma played with the tie on Brooke's bathing suit cover as she sat her down on the counter digging through her purse for her cell phone.
"I do tink." Brooke laughed finding her phone flipping it open dialing the number she has called so many times before, "He always loves talking to you."
"I his girl." Emma nodded one time proud.
"Yes you are baby." Brooke smiled tucking a few loose strands of hair behind Emma's ear as the phone rang.
"Hello?" Mick yawned into the phone blinking a few times to wake up.
"Hey I'm sorry were you asleep?" Brooke asked hearing all the tiredness in his voice tossing a glance at the clock seeing it being 7:25 on a Saturday morning, "Shit I forgot time different."
"What? No I wasn't asleep I was…cleaning." He lied rolling over in his bed staring at the ceiling.
"Mick I know for a fact you weren't cleaning. You don't even clean during the day let alone at 4 in the morning." She teased.
"You don't know me Brooke Davis." He joked loving when he heard her laugh, he missed her laugh, "Wait are you ok? Is Emma ok? Brooke is everything ok?" He freaked shooting up in his bed.
"What? Oh god sorry." She apologized figuring her calling him at almost 4:30 in the morning was probably not the best thing to do to settle him from worrying, "Everything is fine. Emma just wanted to talk to her daddy. She…she really misses you."
"God I miss her too." He ran his hand over his face, "I really miss her."
"Well she is sitting right here if you want to talk to her?" Brooke said looking at a smiling Emma banging her feet against the counter, "Here you go baby."
"Daddy!" Emma squealed into the phone.
"Hey my precious girl what are you doing today?" He asked loving even more the sound of her voice. He wouldn't lie hearing Brooke was amazing, he laugh made his whole face light up but Emma was different, the feeling was different. She was his baby, his world.
"I going swimming with Clay and Quinn!" She told him excited.
"Who…who is Clay?" He asked nervously hating the thought of someone else with Brooke. The thought of someone else taking care of his daughter.
"Clay my friend." She told him as Brooke's face fell more than sure of what he just asked her. More than sure he had images of her with someone else running through his head.
"Is he friends with mommy like I was friends with mommy?" He questioned knowing trying to get information out of a three year old was stupid. Yet he also knew that Emma understood a little of what he meant.
"Daddy you're so silly. Clay is Quinn's friend."
"Well that's good." He let out a sigh of relief that Brooke wasn't shacked up with some guy playing house with his little girl, "But baby I hope you have fun swimming. I miss you so much."
"I miss you too daddy. Are you going to come play with me soon?" She question breaking both hearts of the people who loved her most.
"I'll umm…I'll try to come play with you soon." He said as his heart shattered at her little voice begging on the other line, "But can I talk to mommy?" He asked and heard her hum yeah, "Gracie…" He called back real quick before the passing of the phone, "I love you."
"I love you too." She said before handing the phone over to her with a smile.
"Pumping questions out of our three year old. Really Mick? Couldn't you have just asked me?" She asked picking Emma off the counter walking into the backyard.
"Would you tell me if I did?"
"I don't ask and let's find out." She said putting some lotion on Emma.
"Are...are you seeing anyone?" He asked bracing himself for the answer he knew there was a change he wouldn't like.
"No Mick." She told him truthfully choosing to not mention Lucas at this time. Of course he wasn't anything, he would never turn into anything but she knew he wanted too. She knew Lucas more than wanted too, "There isn't anyone I'm seeing."
"That's good." He said what he was thinking but quickly back tracking, "I mean not good. I mean I don't want you alone; I don't want to think of you alone. I just…"
"I understand Mick." Brooke told him knowing what he meant, understanding what he was thinking.
"Yeah." He nodded as they fell into a small silence, "But I have a game today." He said exited knowing Brooke was smiling. She always did love that about him, that he played baseball, it was what first attracted him to her and he knew it, "It's the game before the playoffs and if we win we are traveling."
"That's great Mick I know your excited."
"I am but the thing is if we get to the second round we are heading to Georgia. I mean I'm not sure exactly how far that is from ya'll but after that game we have about a week before the next one and 5 days until practice. Brooke I really want to come see ya'll."
"Mick are you sure? Are you sure you are coming and not just going to get my- I mean Emma's hopes up and not show up. I won't see her face when you don't come."
"No I'm coming. Even if we don't make it to the playoffs I will have three weeks until practice starts back up and a few weeks off with school and come down. Brooke I promise I am coming."
"Ok." Brooke said, "Ok then we want to see you too."
"We?" He asked hoping it wasn't just a miss speak. That we really did come out of her mouth.
"Yeah." Brooke nodded with a small smile, "Yeah we."
"Ok." He smiled big, "Well today my game since it's the one before playoffs it's on TV. I don't know if you guys are busy or whatever but if your home maybe watch it. I just…I don't want Emma to forget what I look like."
"She won't." Brooke promised knowing that was his biggest fear, "She has a picture right by her bed of you two. She won't forget who her daddy is. I promise."
"Ok good." He grinned really big, "But since its now pushing 5 I think I may sleep a few more hours of sleep before getting ready for my game. Give a kiss to Gracie for me please."
"Of course."
"Ok well I will talk to you later. See you soon." He said curling back into his bed all of a sudden realizing how his bed suddenly felt completely different with hearing Brooke's voice and her not being next to him.
"Bye Mick." Brooke hung up sitting the phone on the counter, "Emma." Her daughter's head lifted to look at her, "Daddy loves you. He loves you more than anything and you really have the best daddy in the entire world. I promise that ok."
"Ok." She nodded Brooke knowing she wasn't exactly sure what she meant but just wanting her to know. Needing her to know how amazing Mick was as a father because he was great. She might have left, they may never end back up together but he loved Emma so much it was clear. She didn't want her to forget that. She wouldn't let her forget that.
"Ok baby girl." She lifted her up in her arms, "Let's get in this pool."
I know not too much Brucas but I want more of Brooke's back life before it all starts getting to be her and Lucas. Next chapter will have some Brucas and Naley so please;
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