Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home
You're my, my, my, my lover
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Brooke Davis awoke in her own apartment. The sun shining through the window had pulled her from her dreaming. She let out a loud yawn, before turning onto her left side and looking at the clock on the bedside table: 11:00AM. 'Wow, I got a lot of sleep last night.' Lazily, she rolled out of bed and pulled a silk robe around herself. "Breakfast time," she said aloud, walking out of her bedroom into the kitchen.
She rooted through her cupboards for a clean bowl, and poured an abundance of cereal into it, before drowning it with milk. She took her breakfast over into the living area, sitting on the couch and turning on the TV. 'It's kinda weird being here on my own,' she thought to herself, while eating several spoonfuls of cereal. Brooke was used to being in an empty house when she was living with her barely existent parents, but she was so used to Lucas' company now, it was weird when he wasn't around.
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While he spent most of his nights with Brooke, Lucas had decided to take the opportunity to spend a night at Keith's apartment. They had take-out, played video games and just had a general catch up. He had missed Keith like crazy. Lucas woke up on the couch in Keith's living room, to Keith holding a plate of french toast in front of him. "The smell's so good it brought me out of sleep," Lucas joked, pulling himself up into a seated position, taking the plate from Keith's hands. "Thanks, Keith."
"Don't mention it. I know my cooking skills aren't as amazing as your mom's, but I can sure as hell try." They both laughed, like old times. "Speaking of your mom, how are things going with her and that New Zealand guy?" Keith enquired about Karen's love interest.
"Andy?" Lucas raised his eyebrow in suspicion. "Well, she went to visit him in New Zealand a few months ago, but she hasn't really spoke too much about him. I'm pretty sure they're just good friends at this point. The distance n' all."
Lucas saw Keith's eyes light up momentarily. "Oh, I see. Well, it's good that they're friends."
"Why do you ask?" Lucas asked, with a knowing smile.
"Umm," Keith started sipping his cup of coffee. "Just general interest."
"And you couldn't have just asked mom that?" Lucas chuckled, lightheartedly. "Keith, do you wanna ask my mom out?" He kinked his eyebrow. "If you do, you know you totally have my permission, right?"
"Really?" Keith smiled vibrantly. "I'm just worried, what with our complicated history..."
"Keith, I can't think of a better person for my mom than you. Try it out! You always regret the things you don't do."
"You're right," Keith began, standing up swiftly and pacing the apartment. "I have no idea how to go about this but, god dammit, I will make it work!" Lucas laughed at his uncle, and carried on eating his french toast.
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12:00PM and Brooke was still planted on her couch, entranced by an episode of MTV Cribs. "Why can't I have a house like that?" Brooke asked no one, pouting heavily. Her pouting was interrupted by the sound of her cell phone ringing. Caller ID: Lucas. Immediately, she answered the phone.
"Hello, boyfriend."
"Good afternoon, pretty girl."
"I missed you last night!"
"Aw, I missed you too, cheery. Are you busy right now?"
Brooke looked around at her apartment. She was surrounded by used plates and cups, watching dumb TV shows. "Well, I guess I could free up some time," she replied mockingly.
"How about I come over there, and we have a lazy Saturday at your place?"
"I genuinely could not think of anything better!" Brooke smiled, knowing she would see Lucas soon.
"Okay, I'll drive over now. See you soon."
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Knock, knock! Brooke bounded over to her front door, knowing that her gorgeous boyfriend would be on the other side. She swung the door open and there he was, smiling brightly with a plastic bag in his hand. "Ya know, I really should just get you a key for this place. It means I don't have to move to let you in." Brooke smiled, as Lucas walked through the door and over to the kitchen area, putting the plastic bag on the counter.
"I would love a key, if it means I can come over and take naps in private whenever I want," Lucas grinned smugly, taking the items out of the plastic bag and placing them on the island. It was an assortment of different types of soda, chocolate, chips and donuts. Brooke licked her lips at the sight of the snacks. "A lazy day wouldn't be complete without snacks! And, I brought a selection of movies too, but I get to pick this time!"
Brooke flung her arms around Luke's shoulders, planting a kiss on his lips. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" Brooke asked, looking deep into his eyes.
"Weeeell, maybe once or twice." Lucas giggled. "But I wouldn't mind hearing it again."
Brooke jumped up, wrapping her legs around Lucas' waist. He held her up with ease. She started kissing him passionately. "Ya know, we do have all day," Brooke informed her boyfriend suggestively, biting her lip slightly. Without hesitation, Lucas practically ran to the bedroom, Brooke still in his arms and placed her down on the bed, tracing kisses all over her jaw, neck and chest.
He looked her in the eyes. "I will never, ever get bored of this, of you."
She stared back at him, a huge grin on her face. "Neither will I, Luke. Y'know, I never really understood the term 'making love' until we got back together. It feels different with you. It's nice."
"Reaaally nice," Lucas replied with a wink, before pushing the bedroom door shut.
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Brooke collapsed next to Lucas on the bed, panting heavily. "Oh my god, it's 3pm. We were going at it for over 2 hours?!" Brooke put her hand over her mouth and she and Lucas both laughed innocently. Brooke rolled onto her side, laying her head on Lucas' shoulder, tracing her fingers across his chest lightly.
Lucas was staring at the ceiling in awe. "I think that was the best I ever had."
"Lucas! You say that every time we have sex," Brooke giggled, looking up at her boyfriend's face.
"It's true! Somehow you manage to get better every time," he looked down at her, with a flirtatious smile.
"Sooo, I think we've been pretty active for a supposed lazy day," Brooke stated. "Maybe we should take this into the living room?"
"Good idea, cheery," Lucas exclaimed, as Brooke rose up from the bed, pulling her robe around her. Lucas got up too, pulling on some tracksuit bottoms and a grey t-shirt. They made their way into the living area. Lucas grabbed all of the snacks and placed them on the coffee table, situated between the couch and the TV.
Brooke scanned the assortment of films in front of her. "Luke, these are all scary!" She moaned, frowning slightly.
"I told you, Brooke, it's my pick this time. I refuse to be Notebook'ed again!" Lucas replied, thinking back to the times she had tricked him into watching The Notebook. He hated admitting that it made him cry.
"Ugh, fine! But can you at least pick the least scary one?" She pleaded with her boyfriend.
"Sure. Texas Chainsaw Massacre it is!" Lucas responded, teasing her.
"No! Nothing with the word massacre in it is going to end well."
"Brooke, horror movies aren't meant to end well..." Lucas laughed, she was so silly sometimes. "Fine, we'll watch Seven. It's not that scary, I promise."
"Cross your heart?" Brooke asked.
"Hope to die," Lucas responded.
Brooke rolled her eyes and flopped down onto the couch, arms crossed in disdain, as Lucas put the movie into the DVD player.
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"Oh my god!! What's in the box Lucas? What is in the freaking box?!?!" Brooke practically screamed from the edge of her seat, as the movie reached its climax.
"Why don't you wait the whole minute it'll take you to find out?" Lucas couldn't help but chuckle at how dramatic his girlfriend could be sometimes.
"It's a bomb, isn't it? It's a stupid bomb." Lucas shook his head at her. "Oh my god! It's his wife's head?! Ewww, that's disgusting. I think I would have preferred if it were a bomb." Brooke gave her running commentary on the movie's ending.
As the film drew to its close, Lucas turned to his girlfriend. "So what did you think?"
"Meh, it was okay," Brooke replied, nonchalantly.
"Oh really, 'cause it looked like you were getting pretty invested," Lucas smirked.
Before Brooke could respond to her boyfriend's teasing, Lucas' phone began to ring. It was Karen. Lucas quickly answered the phone.
"Hey, Ma."
"Lucas, I need you to come home as soon as possible, please." Karen told her son.
"Okay, sure mom. What's up?"
"Just come home quickly. Bring Brooke." Karen hung up the phone, abruptly.
Lucas looked at his girlfriend with confusion. "We gotta go," he told her. They collected their belongings and got properly dressed, before sprinting out of the door, down the steps and into Lucas' truck. They arrived back at Lucas' house in a few minutes. They ran up the steps, and through the front door.
Lucas and Brooke found Karen sat at the kitchen table, Keith sat beside her. They were both smiling. The couple walked over to the kitchen. "Hey guys, what's so urgent?" Luke asked.
Karen held up her hand, showing off a shiny, diamond ring. "We're engaged!"