Lucas smiled, feeling a rush of peace. He didn't have his axienty like he did before. He hung up the picture of his family and his friends. It was just Brooke, him, Davis, Haley, Jamie, and Nathan smiling at the camera. This was his favorite picture, it shows how his life was everything that he wanted. He wanted to have friends for the rest of his life, he wanted to have a beautiful wife that he loved dearly and he wanted a son; and teach him everything that he knew. Everything that he wanted, came true. It was a wild crazy life. Brooke walked into the living room where Lucas was. She watched as he stared at the picture.
"That was a great day," Brooke smiled, walking up towards Lucas. She wrapped her arms around, laying her head on his shoulder as they both looked at the picture. "Davis was running around," Brooke laughed.
"Next he's going to be running down the court." Lucas smirked.
"He's only two Lucas," Brooke raised her eyebrow. She wanted her baby to stay her baby, her son was growing up so fast. "Plus, were going to have to make another one in about nine months." Brooke winked at him. Lucas narrowed his eyebrows, trying to figure out what Brooke was talking about.
"Nine months?" Lucas asked her. Then, he paused. He goofy smile formed across his face. "Nine months?! Your pregnant." Lucas told her. Brooke nodded, answering him. Lucas quickly kissed his wife, he was so excited.
"I'm two weeks," Brooke smiled. Lucas couldn't stop kissing her. Lucas had no words, only two. He moved the strand of hair away from Brooke's face, looking deeply into her eyes. He felt his heart was racing like the first time that he saw her.
"Thank you," Lucas mumbled but Brooke could hear him.
"For what?" Brooke chuckled.
"For everything...for coming back to me." Lucas felt the tears whelm in his eyes. He cupped her cheek with his hand. Brooke placed her hand on top of his. Lucas squinted his eyes. "When's the last time we danced?" Lucas quickly asked her. Brooke thought that was a blunt question but she was going to answer it.
"Since our wedding day," Brooke told him. Lucas grabbed Brooke's hands, pulling her in the middle of the living room. He placed her arms over his shoulder.
"Dance with me," Lucas begged her, having a slight smile on his face.
"I thought you'd never ask," Brooke teased. Brooke laid her head on his chest as they slowly danced. They both wished they could stay in this moment forever.
Lucas took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself down but nothing was helping. He was completely shaking, this was the most nervous that he has ever been. He felt like he was going to have a panic attack, he was thinking of a million things that could go wrong. He was thinking about what he could do wrong. He had these doubts in his head.
"Are you okay?" Nathan walked down the steps, wondering where his brother was. Lucas turned around, shaking his head.
"Do you think were ready for this? I mean, were just kids." Lucas quickly said in one breathe. Nathan knew that Lucas would have second thoughts because he did.
"I think no one is as ready as you and Brooke. You guys are meant for each other." Nathan answered honestly. Lucas still had doubt in his mind. He looked away from Nathan, trying to figure out what he's going to do. "If I listened to every doubt in my mind...I wouldn't be married with Haley...I wouldn't have Jamie and they are the best thing that ever happened to me." Nathan tried to tell Lucas. Lucas closed his eyes, calming himself down. If Nathan did it, he could do it. "Are you okay?" Nathan asked him.
"I just need some air," Lucas rushed down the hallway, trying to find his way out of the church.
Brooke was breathing heavily, hunged over trying to catch her breath. She was having a panic attack. Haley tried to calm her down, rubbing back as Brooke tried not to throw up. She was freaking out, she didn't think she was ready to get married. She didn't know anything, she wished someone would tell her what to do.
"Brooke, your okay," Haley assured her, continuing to rub her back. Brooke quickly stood up, looking over at Haley. Brooke didn't believe that Haley knew what she was feeling.
"I don't think I can do this." Brooke shook her head, pacing back and forth.
"No, no, no, trust me, you don't want to do that." Haley tried to change her mind.
"Haley, we are just twenty-one. I still have the rest of my life. What if this doesn't work? I don't want to be heart broken." Brooke rubbed her forehead, she felt a headache coming on.
"Brooke, I was asking myself those same questions." Haley told her. Brooke stopped heaving, listening to what Haley was saying. "I thought I was making a big mistake but then, I knew that he was the person that I wanted to be with. I wanted to make a million mistakes with him. I didn't want no one else." Haley informed her. It made Brooke feel a little better. There was a knock at the door, Haley and Brooke didn't know who it was. Brooke walked up to door, slowly opening it and saw Lucas. She quickly shut the door back.
"Lucas, what are you doing here?!" Brooke raised her voice, pressing her back against the door. "You can't see the bride before the wedding, it's bad luck." Brooke told him.
"I know, I know...I just...I needed to talk to you." Lucas begged her. Brooke could hear the pain in his voice. Lucas couldn't talk to anyone like he could talk to Brooke. She was the only person that could calm him down, the only person that he would listen to. Brooke pressed her ear against the door. "I'm an asshole." Lucas confessed. Brooke smirked.
"Why?" Brooke asked him. Lucas licked his lips, hoping that Brooke wouldn't be mad at him.
"I was having doubts about us...about this wedding." Lucas swallowed, praying that Brooke wouldn't get mad at him. There was a slight pause.
"Then, I'm a asshole to; because I was thinking the same thing." Brooke chuckled a little. Lucas smiled, happy that Brooke wasn't angry at him. "I just fear that were not cut out for this marriage thing...or having children-"
"So did I but...I would like to try...with you." Lucas begged her. Brooke smiled happily. She quickly sat down on the ground. "If Haley and Nathan could do it. We can to." Lucas said to her. "All that doubt in my mind, I finally forced myself to think about us getting married. And I don't want to spend the rest of my life without no one else but you. I knew I loved you since the first time I saw you but you never knew. You loved me for who I was...you never gave up on me. You changed me-"
"You changed me too." Brooke cried, having a bright smile on her face. "I was just so scared Lucas...your so kind, gentle...I felt like I would have ruined us...ruined you."
"You are the absolute best thing that ever happened to me. You're all that matters to me. I love you. I know I want this because I want you to have everything you want...not matter how much it destroys me. And all these doubts...I love you...especially now. You are worth fighting for-"
"Lucas?" Brooke called out his name. Lucas heard her voice but it was lower this time. He quickly sat down, sitting closer to the door.
"I want to grow old with you." Lucas quickly said. Brooke covered her face, she didn't want to cry but she couldn't help it. She opened the door slightly, showing her face a little. Lucas looked up at his wife, seeing her beautiful face.
"I want to grow old with you too." Brooke held her hand out, Lucas grabbed her hand and held it. "I love you so much." Brooke smiled.
"I love you too." Lucas kissed her hand. Haley whipped her tears from her face, she was moved by Lucas' words.
"Okay, Lucas. You have to go, we have to get the bride ready." Haley cleared her throat, helping Brooke from the ground. Haley moved Brooke from the door. Haley poked her head out. "I'm proud of you." Haley told Lucas.
"Thanks," Lucas took a step back away from the door. Haley quickly shut the door. Lucas felt like he could do this now. The door swung open, Brooke quickly ran out and covered Lucas' eyes. She kissed him quickly. Lucas laughed.
"I love you." Brooke said again. Lucas kissed his finace again, only seeing black.
"I love you too." Lucas smirked. Brooke grabbed Lucas' hands and covered his eyes with them. She ran back in the room and shut the door behind him. Lucas removed his hands and she was gone. he couldn't help but smile. Lucas found his way outside, behind the church. There was a garden, it was so beautiful. He was ready to marry his beautiful fiance.
"Lucas?" He heard a voice say. He turned around, his smile quickly faded. The young blonde stood in front of him.
"Peyton?" Lucas asked, making sure that she was actually here.
"It's me." Peyton tried to smile but she couldn't. She had this sad look on her face. Her face was pale, her eyes were red and there were tears in her eyes. It seemed like she had been crying for hours.
"What are you doing here?" Lucas raised his shoulders. Peyton held her head down, saddened that Lucas wasn't happy to see her. "You can't be here." Lucas took a step forward towards her.
"Your not happy to see me," Peyton asked him. Lucas didn't know what to say, he didn't want to answer the question because he knew why she was here. He would have to be gentle with Peyton, she was fragile.
"Of course I am," Lucas quickly hugged her but he wanted the hug to be short. Peyton knew that Lucas didn't want her to be here. Lucas pulled away, even though Peyton didn't want to. "But you have to go." Lucas quickly said to her.
"Why?" Peyton asked him.
"Because it's over between us. I'm marrying Brooke today." Lucas informed Peyton. Peyton rolled her eyes.
"I know." Peyton raised her voice a little. "But, your not ready for that Luke." Peyton crossed her arms.
"So, you've come to stop me." Lucas guessed. Peyton didn't say a word. "Peyton, I don't know how many times I have to say this but It's Brooke. It's always been Brooke." Lucas told her once again.
"Maybe a million times more," Peyton shot back. "Don't marry her, Luke." Peyton begged him.
"Why?" Lucas asked her. "Why should I not marry Brooke. She makes me happy. I love being around her, so much that I would want to be around her for the rest of my life." Lucas told her.
"Your not ready," Peyton explained.
"I am!" Lucas raised his voice.
"If you just listen to me-" Peyton tried to explain.
"She's pregant." Lucas quickly said before Peyton said anything else. Peyton paused, tears rolling down her face.
"What?" Peyton took a step back, shocked.
"She's pregnant..." Lucas nodded. "It's Brooke, Peyton. It's her." Lucas took a step back from Peyton. "You have to go." Lucas turned away, walking back into the church. Lucas stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, he was ready. He had been ready his whole life for this moment. He couldn't hide the wide smile on his face, he just kept smiling. There was so much that he was happy for, Brooke, his family, and his unborn child. He was so excited for this special moment in his life, sharing his life with the one he loves. He felt a soft touch on his shoulder, he turned around and Nathan was standing behind him. They quickly gave each other a hug, proud on each other accomplishments.
"I'm so proud of you, man." Nathan told him, pulling away from the hug.
"I'm proud of you," Lucas tapped him, making sure that Nathan has done well. Nathan was excited for his brother but he was also excited for what life has in stored for them.
"Are you ready?" Nathan raised his eyebrow. Lucas let out a deep breath, he was nervous but he knew everything would be alright. His heart was beating out is chest but he stood his ground. Lucas nodded, finally answering Nathan's question. "It's going to be fine." Nathan assured Lucas. Lucas looked down at the sits, seeing the people. Then he saw Peyton walk in, looking to find a seat. "Oh my god, is that-" Nathan whispered to Lucas.
"Peyton," Lucas said angirly. Lucas walked towards her, stopping her from sitting down. Lucas grabbed her arm. "What are you doing here?" Lucas whispered, trying not to make a scene.
"Brooke is still my best friend." Peyton snatched her hand back. "I promised her that i will be there for her wedding, even if it's with the guy I love." Peyton sat down in the second row. Lucas huffed.
"Peyton, please, just go." Lucas begged.
"I'm not leaving Lucas." Peyton warned him. Then suddenly the music started to play, Lucas held his breath. There was nothing that he could do. He walked back to the stage, standing next to the prest and Nathan.
"What did she say?" Nathan whispered to him.
"She's not leaving," Lucas said back to her.
"Lucas-" Nathan tried to say.
"I know." Lucas stopped him from saying anything else but Lucas couldn't focus on Peyton. He was afraid to breathe. It was like the air was sucked out of him and he felt like his chest was going to collapse. He kept trying to tell himself to breathe but he couldn't. First, he saw Haley walking down the aisle, Peyton turned around and caught Haley's eyes as she walked down. Haley didn't say a word, just a confused look on her face. Haley took her place as maid of honor on the stage. Lucas' eyes widened, he was going to fall on the ground. He could feel his knees getting weak and the blood draining from his body. And then Brooke came from the corner. She had a long, puffy, sweetheart shaped dress. She had endless beauty. She gave Lucas a slight smile, seeing the panic look on his face. Brooke walked down the aisle, giving everyone a smile and wink. Brooke stood in front of Lucas.
"I've seen this look before," Brooke whispered to him. Lucas opened his mouth but words weren't coming out. "Just breathe, Luke." Brooke said to him, taking his hands. Lucas looked down, seeing how his hands were so much bigger but they fit perfectly in them. Lucas noticed that he was breathing again and his heart rate was going back to normal. He wasn't panicking anymore, he could breathe. He quickly looked back at Brooke, wondering how she did that. She had this wide smile on her face, her eyes were so bright. Something suddenly happened, his heart stopped for a second and started to beat again but a little faster. He had this twist in his stomach, butterflies. Lucas had felt this before, it was when he first realized that he was in love with Brooke. When they were high school, Lucas would have this same feeling when he saw Brooke. She would make his lose his breath but he felt like he couldn't breathe until he was with her.
"You look so beautiful, Brooke." Lucas said to her, not knowing that the words were coming from his mouth. Brooke shrugged his shoulders, blushing a little.
"I thought sweat pants and a large white t-shirt wasn't very appropriate, so I had to settle for this dress." Brooke leaned in, whispering in Lucas' ear. Lucas laughed, pulling his fiance in closer. He didn't want to be apart from her. The ceremony began but Brooke and Lucas felt like they were the only two people there. Lucas never thought that he could be this happy in his life, he had his moments but this was the best. Lucas watched Brooke's mouth open, seeing the words slip through her mouth and into his ear. He listened to every word. "Lucas Scott, if four years ago you told me that you will marry me, I would think that you were crazy." Brooke started to say to him, she heard slight laughs in the church. Brooke had tears whelm in her eyes. "You have been the absolute best part of my life. You have taught me so many things. You've loved me when I didn't even love myself. I was so scared of letting people in, for obvious reason because it scared me so much. The truth is that I love you, I love you so much that it scares the hell out of me. And I'd try to fight it but you...you are something that I just can't shake. You are the best influence. You're all what matters to me. You have been my best friend, lover, a partner in crime and now you're going to be husband. Who would have thought?" Brooke asked.
"No one," Haley teased. Everyone laughed, so did Lucas and Brooke.
"I saw it," Lucas winked at his fiance. Now, it was Lucas' turn, to tell how much he loved Brooke. He didn't have the words, even though he has practiced them so many times. "I could tell you a million reason of how I love you," Lucas started to say. "But I won't." Lucas said bluntly. Brooke giggled. "Because I'm just going to show you, every day, every second and every hour, for the rest of my life. I will show you what you and my future-" Lucas didn't know the sex of his child.
"Son," Brooke finished for him. Lucas placed his hand on Brooke's stomach, completely shocked. He was having that feeling again, his breath being taken away.
"A boy?" Lucas felt a tear fall from his eyes. Brooke smiled widely, nodding her head. "Well, you and my future son." Lucas finished his sentence. Lucas back at his finace. "Brooke I have been in love with you since I first saw you, I knew were special and I knew that you might change my life but never like this. You changed me for the better. You've made me so happy that it's an understatement." Lucas pulled his vows from his pocket and looked down at them. "I believe in you, the person you will grow to be and the couple we will be together. With my whole heart, I take you as my wife, acknowledging and accepting your faults and strengths, as you do mine. I promise to be faithful and supportive and to always make our family's love and happiness my priority. I will be yours in plenty and in want, in sickness and in health, in failure and in triumph. I will dream with you, celebrate with you and walk beside you through whatever our lives may bring. You are my person—my love and my life, today and always." Lucas kissed Brooke's hand. Brooke felt moved by what Lucas was saying. They both smiled each other, glad that they made the choices that they've made.
"Well, with that being said. I pronounce you husband and wife." The preacher said to them. Lucas quickly grabbed Brooke by the hips and pulled her in. Brooke wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him. The church stood up and clapped for the lovely couple. Haley whipped her tears away, clapping her hands as she watched her two best friends get married. She thought that this couldn't be any more perfect.
"We did it." Brooke pulled away from Lucas, looking deeply into his eyes. They both turned to their friends, giving everyone a smile. Brooke saw a blonde leaving the church. Peyton turned around, giving Lucas and Brooke one last look. BRooke took in a deep breath, not saying a word.
They danced the night away. They danced with their son and daughter. They danced with their grandchildren. They danced until they were grey and old.
Fin.