hujambo girls. This is my entry for the How it Should Have Been contest: Round 1. While I was uandishi this it was kind of a part two to another fic I'm uandishi but then it wasn't lol so it might not flow as well as I wanted. Hmmph well it takes place after season 5 but Lucas never goes to the airport.
“Hey Brooke.” Lucas Scott says to the brunette standing in her front door, a little startled seeing as he didn’t even get a chance to knock before she appeared.
“Lucas…”, Brooke says with a glance back into the house (Peyton’s not here… She thought to herself), “What’s up?”
“I… Uh want, well, need to talk to you. Do wewe have a minute?” Lucas responded with a glance in the house of his own.
“Me? Um…” Brooke starts but stops when she finally looks into Lucas’s eyes. She sees a look that she recognizes but refuses to let herself remember, “Sure… Sure. Come in.”
They settle themselves into the kitchen, Brooke rummaging through the fridge to keep busy and Lucas seated at her island-table.
“So I’ve been doing some thinking…” Lucas began but was unable to finish.
“Are wewe hungry? I can make some eggs any style- your choice, French toast, chokoleti chips pancakes…”
“Uh yeah French toast sounds good, I guess.” Brooke navigated the conversation while she was cooking, trying hard to distract Lucas from whatever he wanted to talk about. Unfortunately for her, it didn’t work. As soon as she sat down with their plates he started up again.
“Do wewe remember us?”
Us? Brooke didn’t like where this was going. Maybe playing dumb will help. “What do wewe mean us?”
“Us. You, me… dating.”
Hmm maybe sarcasm will do the trick. “No Lucas I just blocked out a part of my life.”
“Brooke… wewe know what I mean. I just… I don’t… Know what happened to us.”
“What do wewe mean Luke? wewe were there…”
“Was I? Because to be honest it feels like I’m missing some key details.”
“Like?”
“Like… I told wewe that I loved wewe and missed wewe and the inayofuata siku wewe broke up with me. wewe pushed me away and I’m still not sure why.”
“Lucas wewe kissed Peyton!”
“Yeah and I told wewe that didn’t mean anything!”
“Right and a few months after we broke up wewe were back together so obviously it meant something. Did wewe ever think about how that made me feel?!”
“You broke up with me. And I fought and fought for wewe but wewe did everything in your power to push me away.”
“You fought for me? When? When wewe were spending all your time with the one person I asked wewe not to?”
“Peyton was trying to help me. With you.
“Well Lucas, wewe know, so was I.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You got what wewe wanted so what does it matter? wewe got Peyton.”
With that Lucas stood up and started pacing. Brooke sat silently, confused and angry. Why was he bringing all this up now? He didn’t seem that interested in all of this back then so what’s changed?
“The thing I’ve realized about Peyton is that she’s the girl I’m supposed to love. wewe know? I mean we’re basically twins. Slap a curly wig on me and I’m Peyton.” –This caused Brooke to giggle a little and even though she quickly returned to her angry stupor, Lucas took it as a good sign.-“All of middle school, I watched her from afar, praying for the siku when she’d smile at me. And Sophomore mwaka I got my wish. One siku I was fixing her car and the inayofuata I was kissing her at Nathan’s party.” –
“Lucas…”
“No Brooke I need wewe to hear this. I just… I’ve always loved Peyton. And I never expected anything different. But when Peyton and I were trying to get together the first time… Things just didn’t work as easy as I always thought it would. So I tried to songesha on. With you. But that didn’t work either. And something I realized a long time zamani was that it didn’t work because I didn’t give wewe a real chance…. Anyway it was only a few months before I realized my mistake. Brooke wewe were everything I never knew I always wanted. au something like that…” Lucas sat down again and concentrated on Brooke’s face. She kept her eyes down as she said
“Lucas that was over six years ago. Why are wewe bringing it up now?”
“Because Brooke! Maybe I’m just now realizing that I never really recovered from wewe breaking my heart. Or… Maybe I just never got over you.”
“Lucas wewe were getting married a few weeks ago, how am I supposed to respond to all this?
Lucas stood up and walked around to Brooke. He bent down and they stared at each other, for Lucas this was a now au never decision, one that felt unbelievably familiar, and he couldn’t stomach the thought of never, not anymore. So he did what he hadn’t done in far too long, he went in for the kiss and when he found his destination, it felt like home. The kiss lasted for only a few seconds, even though it felt like a lifetime. Brooke broke away first, refusing to meet Lucas’s eyes and instead running to her bedroom and slammed the door.
“Brooke… Brooke come on.” Lucas lay on the floor against Brooke’s door pleading with her to open it. “Brooke, wewe can’t tell me wewe didn’t feel anything. Look I know that I’ve hurt wewe before, and that we have a lot to talk about but a few days zamani I told wewe I loved wewe and I didn’t mean just as Marafiki and I’m almost positive wewe didn’t either. If there’s any hope au any possible way wewe didn’t, please open the door.” Lucas waited for about 10 dakika before Brooke opened the door.
“That wasn’t fair. wewe can’t just keep doing this to me Lucas, it’s just as confusing now as when I was 17.” Brooke’s voice was raspier than usual and her face was tear-stained. “But I came out.” She smiled then, even though she still looked unsure.
“You did.” Lucas grinned. He kissed her again, longer and deeper than before.
“We do have a lot to talk about… But I miss you, so much. I don’t really feel like talking now.” Brooke took on the type of wicked smile Lucas hadn’t seen in over 7 years and god did he miss it.
“I miss wewe too, pretty girl.” He whispered into their kiss while she pulled him into her room.
*So I know they don't technically end up together together in the story but trust me they do in what I see taking place after this story XD*
“Hey Brooke.” Lucas Scott says to the brunette standing in her front door, a little startled seeing as he didn’t even get a chance to knock before she appeared.
“Lucas…”, Brooke says with a glance back into the house (Peyton’s not here… She thought to herself), “What’s up?”
“I… Uh want, well, need to talk to you. Do wewe have a minute?” Lucas responded with a glance in the house of his own.
“Me? Um…” Brooke starts but stops when she finally looks into Lucas’s eyes. She sees a look that she recognizes but refuses to let herself remember, “Sure… Sure. Come in.”
They settle themselves into the kitchen, Brooke rummaging through the fridge to keep busy and Lucas seated at her island-table.
“So I’ve been doing some thinking…” Lucas began but was unable to finish.
“Are wewe hungry? I can make some eggs any style- your choice, French toast, chokoleti chips pancakes…”
“Uh yeah French toast sounds good, I guess.” Brooke navigated the conversation while she was cooking, trying hard to distract Lucas from whatever he wanted to talk about. Unfortunately for her, it didn’t work. As soon as she sat down with their plates he started up again.
“Do wewe remember us?”
Us? Brooke didn’t like where this was going. Maybe playing dumb will help. “What do wewe mean us?”
“Us. You, me… dating.”
Hmm maybe sarcasm will do the trick. “No Lucas I just blocked out a part of my life.”
“Brooke… wewe know what I mean. I just… I don’t… Know what happened to us.”
“What do wewe mean Luke? wewe were there…”
“Was I? Because to be honest it feels like I’m missing some key details.”
“Like?”
“Like… I told wewe that I loved wewe and missed wewe and the inayofuata siku wewe broke up with me. wewe pushed me away and I’m still not sure why.”
“Lucas wewe kissed Peyton!”
“Yeah and I told wewe that didn’t mean anything!”
“Right and a few months after we broke up wewe were back together so obviously it meant something. Did wewe ever think about how that made me feel?!”
“You broke up with me. And I fought and fought for wewe but wewe did everything in your power to push me away.”
“You fought for me? When? When wewe were spending all your time with the one person I asked wewe not to?”
“Peyton was trying to help me. With you.
“Well Lucas, wewe know, so was I.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You got what wewe wanted so what does it matter? wewe got Peyton.”
With that Lucas stood up and started pacing. Brooke sat silently, confused and angry. Why was he bringing all this up now? He didn’t seem that interested in all of this back then so what’s changed?
“The thing I’ve realized about Peyton is that she’s the girl I’m supposed to love. wewe know? I mean we’re basically twins. Slap a curly wig on me and I’m Peyton.” –This caused Brooke to giggle a little and even though she quickly returned to her angry stupor, Lucas took it as a good sign.-“All of middle school, I watched her from afar, praying for the siku when she’d smile at me. And Sophomore mwaka I got my wish. One siku I was fixing her car and the inayofuata I was kissing her at Nathan’s party.” –
“Lucas…”
“No Brooke I need wewe to hear this. I just… I’ve always loved Peyton. And I never expected anything different. But when Peyton and I were trying to get together the first time… Things just didn’t work as easy as I always thought it would. So I tried to songesha on. With you. But that didn’t work either. And something I realized a long time zamani was that it didn’t work because I didn’t give wewe a real chance…. Anyway it was only a few months before I realized my mistake. Brooke wewe were everything I never knew I always wanted. au something like that…” Lucas sat down again and concentrated on Brooke’s face. She kept her eyes down as she said
“Lucas that was over six years ago. Why are wewe bringing it up now?”
“Because Brooke! Maybe I’m just now realizing that I never really recovered from wewe breaking my heart. Or… Maybe I just never got over you.”
“Lucas wewe were getting married a few weeks ago, how am I supposed to respond to all this?
Lucas stood up and walked around to Brooke. He bent down and they stared at each other, for Lucas this was a now au never decision, one that felt unbelievably familiar, and he couldn’t stomach the thought of never, not anymore. So he did what he hadn’t done in far too long, he went in for the kiss and when he found his destination, it felt like home. The kiss lasted for only a few seconds, even though it felt like a lifetime. Brooke broke away first, refusing to meet Lucas’s eyes and instead running to her bedroom and slammed the door.
“Brooke… Brooke come on.” Lucas lay on the floor against Brooke’s door pleading with her to open it. “Brooke, wewe can’t tell me wewe didn’t feel anything. Look I know that I’ve hurt wewe before, and that we have a lot to talk about but a few days zamani I told wewe I loved wewe and I didn’t mean just as Marafiki and I’m almost positive wewe didn’t either. If there’s any hope au any possible way wewe didn’t, please open the door.” Lucas waited for about 10 dakika before Brooke opened the door.
“That wasn’t fair. wewe can’t just keep doing this to me Lucas, it’s just as confusing now as when I was 17.” Brooke’s voice was raspier than usual and her face was tear-stained. “But I came out.” She smiled then, even though she still looked unsure.
“You did.” Lucas grinned. He kissed her again, longer and deeper than before.
“We do have a lot to talk about… But I miss you, so much. I don’t really feel like talking now.” Brooke took on the type of wicked smile Lucas hadn’t seen in over 7 years and god did he miss it.
“I miss wewe too, pretty girl.” He whispered into their kiss while she pulled him into her room.
*So I know they don't technically end up together together in the story but trust me they do in what I see taking place after this story XD*
