Hey loves! I'm updating a few of my stories today, well trying too! I know since I started a new story some are worried I might forget my others but I'm not! My mind is constantly racing with scenes and ideas for all my stories so don't worry!

But here is yall's update and if you haven't check out my new story!

Our Almost Fairytale

I think you might all enjoy it!

It had been three weeks since Lucas had returned from Miami, three weeks since he had seen Brooke, three weeks since he had touched her, kissed her, felt the way her body felt curled into his and it sucked. He never thought it would be this hard, three months ago when he had picked up his things to visit the brunette girl that held his heart he never assumed they would have ended up how they did.

Of course over the last four years she had passed across his mind, the wonder of how she was, what she was doing and if he ever crossed hers but he had never been like this. He had never spent every damn second thinking about her like this and it was driving him insane. He never even spent every damn second thinking about Jackie and they dated for five years! It was baffling, it was completely baffling and if he was honest it was also annoying as hell.

"Lucas…" he lifted his gaze from his textbook to notice the all too familiar girl swaying towards him.

"Jackie…" he groaned dropping his head back into his book. Another thing that was driving him insane was the fact he had two out of his five classes with Jackie, then he had to see her every day at practice and it was almost like god was trying to get him back for all the crap he had done in his life.

"Lucas…" she frowned, sliding beside him. "I…god," she shook her head, dropping her face to her hand as she watched him read.

"Jackie is there something you need? I'm kinda busy."

"Luke…" she sighed, scooting closer to him and dropping her hand to his thigh. "I'm sorry," she told him but he just ignored her, focusing more on the fact of where her hand was resting, a confused look on his face. "I've realized how bad I messed up. I don't like not talking to you or being around you, I miss you," she slid closer, her body pressed against his as her hand massaged on his thigh.

"Jackie…" he turned to look at her, a hint of a smile on her face. "Get your hand off me," he ordered and her smile dropped. "You can't be doing that, you did what you did and it's done. Now just get over it."

"But you miss me Lucas," her hand slid up higher. "You miss us and all the good times we shared," she nuzzled her nose into his neck, breathing him in deep.

"Jackie seriously," he grabbed her hand and pulled back. "I'm not wanting to hurt your feelings, I'm really not but it's over. We are over and I've moved on, it would be wise for you to do the same."

"And who have you moved on too?" her anger flared, jerking back from him and giving him a look of disgust.

"It's none of your business Jackie," he told her honestly. He wasn't trying to be a jerk, he really wasn't. The thought of hurting her vanished about the time he crossed the Florida line three months ago. Yes of course at first what happened hurt, walking in on what he walked in on did a small blunder to his ego but now he realized he was more relieved than anything. He could honestly thank her for it.

Glancing down at his phone vibrating on the table, he snatched it up and smiled at the text message he was receiving.

From: Brooke

'My Broody Boy what are you doing? Entertain me with something because I feel like I'm going through a slow death because of boredom.'

"Are you kidding me?" Jackie's body flew up, the name at the top one she wished to never see again. "You are actually with her?"

"Jackie you are bringing attention to yourself," Lucas looked around the courtyard at the few eyes traveling to them.

"Attention? You are fucking that slut behind my back and all you say is I'm bringing attention to myself!"

"Look Jackie," Lucas jerked up, his hand gripping tight to his phone. "You cheated, we ended, and it's over. I went down to visit Brooke and things happened and it's none of your damn business. But I will tell you right now I will not have you calling my girlfriend a slut when you don't know shit," he hissed, his eyes slanted into a glare as he stood only inches from her, her breath raising out of her as her lip flinched up.

"You will come back to me Lucas, you always do but you know what, this time I may not take you back," she shoved her finger into his chest.

"Trust me sweetheart, I'm not coming back," he snatched his stuff from the table and wondering off, the prickle of being watched creeping up his neck and turning around to see Jackie glaring at him before stomping off in the other direction.

To: Brooke

'I'll make a deal, I'll save you from boredom only if you promise to kick my ass for ever thinking dating Jackie was a good idea.'

He sent back as he headed to class, the quick response making him laugh.

'Deal'

Walking around campus Brooke frowned at how fast school arrived. She really wanted to have more time with her friends, with Lucas and hated it seemed to be cut so short. She had talked to Max a few times but it was completely awkward and uncomfortable that they both felt like they were in junior high and asking the other to dance or something. She felt guilty for hurting him, but she felt even worse for the fact she was afraid he felt used. That she kept him around to put her back together every time she broke just to push him away when someone else came around.

It sucked.

"I don't know Rach," Brooke chewed her lips nervously. "I just feel like everything that has happened is too much. That we rushed things."

"Rushed?" Rachel let out a harsh laugh as she made her bed. "There is nothing rushed about it."

"But there kinda is," she frowned, walking up the steps to the main advisors office.

"Oh whatever Brookie. You and him have to do this right. Either go in with both feet or don't go in at all."

"What does that even mean?" Brooke asked, with a laugh.

"I don't know but it sounded good. But I have to go, so much to do so little time, call me later."

"Alright Rach, bye," she clicked her phone shut, checking to see a text.

From: Tutor Girl

'Hey! Sorry I just saw your text. But I'm not really sure, maybe? I could call Nathan and check for you.'

'No,' Brooke started to text back quick. 'It's ok, no need to bother him. I'm sure there is being as there is most days. Thanks through! Love ya!'

"Ok," Brooke breathed out, fiddling with her keys. "I want this, I want to do this. I want to be with him and I can't change my feelings now," she shook her head of thinking. "Nope, can't change my mind now."

"Luke!" he jerked his head up to catch the orange ball, dribbling down the court and making a shot; the coach's whistle signaling the end of practice.

"Nice," Nathan slapped him on the shoulder as he jogged beside his brother. "You doing alright?"

"Yeah," Lucas nodded, squirting a shot of water from his bottle into his mouth. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"No reason," Nathan shook his head. "It's just that I saw you and Jackie earlier…" he trailed off, not too sure how he wanted to approach that subject. He knew his brother was crazy about Brooke; any doubt of his feelings for her was quickly erased when they returned home and his brother entered a stage Brooke would describe as 'over brooding'.

"Nate, don't get on my case about that ok?" Lucas groaned not in the mood. Brooke hadn't returned his text or calls since earlier; he was exhausted from working on some damn paper all night that he still hadn't finished and the glares Jackie was sending him from the side lines wasn't really making his day better. "She came up to me and I told her to back off."

"I know dude, I know," Nathan told him quickly. "I was just wondering what she wanted?"

"I don't know some crap about missing me," Lucas flipped his hand around; not even remembering to much of what she was talking about, his mind on other things.

"Missing you, huh?" the dark haired brother said and Lucas nodded. "You think that was a real miss you or an I don't have anyone, you do so now I miss you?"

"Well at the time she didn't know about Brooke, but I think that its more her little tight pant guy kicked her to the curb so she thought she would come back to me but I don't want her. Honestly I don't know why I kept her as long as I did."

"Because it was a routine," Nathan shrugged truly thinking that was it. "You were use to her; no one really sparked your interest so you just kept her around. Honestly I never thought ya'll were in it for the long run," he told him the truth, something he had wanted to say for years now.

"Yeah I know I never like saw myself marrying the girl or anything. Figured it would just sorta filter out after awhile," he admitted, but also never thinking Brooke Davis would be the one to possibly be his forever.

"Well good because if I was actually related to her for the rest of my life I would seriously disown you as my brother," he teased, Lucas laughing giving him a shove. "But Brooke, I would be ok with Brookie being my sister."

"A summer Nate, we've only been together a summer," he pointed out and Nathan's blue eyes rolled.

"Please, you two have only been in the 'physical' aspect of your relationship for a summer. You two have been tougher longer then Haley and I."

"I guess that's sorta true," Lucas scratched his jaw as they walked into the locker room, knowing there were areas of being true. Yes they weren't dating but he really went to her for things someone normally goes to their significant other for. His problems, his pains, his worries, his happiness, his secrets, anything that occurred in his life he went to Brooke Davis for, he went to her more than his own girlfriend and he was positive that she knew more about him then Jackie ever did.

"Yeah," Nathan nodded, glancing at his phone to see a message from Haley. "But dude, I have to meet Hales," he pulled his shirt over his head, quickly changing back into his everyday clothes.

"Alright dude, I think I might take a shower real quick," he told him, grabbing his towel from his locker.

"Alright, later," Nathan slapped his hand to his back, slinging his bag over his shoulder and walking out, giving a nod to a few of his teammates.

Opening his locker to put his clothes up, he grinned at noticing his phone lighting up. "There you are," he grinned into his phone, running a hand through his hair.

"Here I am? Where have I been?" she leaned against the wooden bench, pulling a slip end from her hair.

"I've tried to call you all day, I thought you might have gone missing," he teased, walking towards the shower, reaching his hand in to turn the knob.

"Nope, I'm not missing," she shook her head, giving a smile to a few people that walked by. "But I'm sorry. I've been insanely busy today."

"It's ok, I understand," Lucas nodded, leaning his back against the wall beside him.

"Luke this is working right?" Brooke asked, thinking this whole long distance thing was hard.

"What? Of course it's working," he freaked, hating the worry in her voice.

"It's just hard, not seeing you every day, playing this fun game of phone tag. I just wish I could walk down a hall when I wanted to talk to you instead of being in rushed phone calls," she frowned, picking at her jeans.

"I know Pretty Girl," he dropped his head against the wall. "But winter break will be here soon."

"Not soon enough. I miss you."

"Oh baby girl I miss you too," he ran his hand over his face. "Maybe in a few weeks we could take a long weekend or something. Find a halfway point in Georgia, anywhere you want."

"I've always liked Savannah," she told him, her family taking a week visit there every summer when she was younger, just to see her grandmother.

"Then we will meet there," Lucas agreed, sticking his hand in the water to find it steaming hot. "But Pretty Girl I'm about to jump in the shower."

"Shower huh?" she kinked a brow and he chuckled.

"Yup, just me and my nakedness in the shower," he dropped his towel, hanging it on the hook.

"You're a tease."

"Well if you can get here, I will happily turn off any teasing," he joked and heard her sigh.

"I wish," she ran a hand through her hair, it becoming a tangled mess in the wind. "But I'll let you go enjoy your shower, think of me."

"Now who is being a tease?"

"Still you Broody," she giggled. "Bye Boyfriend."

"Bye Pretty Girl," he smiled at the nickname, before hanging up, completely aware he wasn't going to enjoy his shower as much as he had hoped now.

"So what is the plan for the day?" Grayson walked around campus, his girlfriend's hand hooked with his.

"I don't know, class is over and I was supposed to meet Haley for lunch but something came up and she had to cancel," she flipped her blonde hair back, snuggling against her boyfriend to block the chilly wind.

"Yeah I was supposed to meet Nate but he had the same thing," he told her, Molly shrugging it off as just them wanting to spend time together.

"Hey!" Molly stopped, glancing up at someone who was walking across the street, out of a local shop. "That's not…" she squinted trying to get a better look of the girl as she disappeared down the street.

"Not who?" Grayson searched for who his girlfriend was talking about.

"No one," Molly shook her head, grabbing her phone from her pocket and searching through her contacts.

"Hello?"

"Hey," Molly smiled, pulling a piece of hair from her face. "Where are you?"

"In my apartment," she told her. "Why?"

"Oh, I could I sworn I just saw you," she laughed at the idea. "Gray and I were walking to get lunch and someone looking just like you came out of a shop close by."

"Oh really?" she grinned, planting her hand to her hip. "Was she as hot as me?"

"Well obviously not," the blonde laughed. "Not many compare to Rachel Gatina."

"Sadly that is true," she smirked. "But no sadly that's not me, I'm actually deciding if I want to eat this ice cream in front of me. If I do I will have to jog in the morning."

"Oh whatever," Molly flipped her head to the side. "You are as tiny as a flippin' stick."

"It takes effort to keep this hot body I'll have you know."

"Yeah, yeah whatever, but hey me and my boy are going to catch something to eat. I'll talk to you later girlie."

"Alright girl, talk you later," Rachel clicked off.

"I didn't know you and Rachel were phone buddies," Grayson said as they walked down the sidewalk. "I also didn't know that I agreed to buy you lunch."

"Well yes you agreed because you said what are we doing and that's what I want to do. But also yeah Rachel is really cool, we got along great this summer and its cool to actually have some friends who are girls," she admitted her girlfriends being about none. Growing up she was always the guys girl and hung out with guys and other then Haley and Jackie-gag- she really didn't hang that much with girls. However Rachel and Brooke were cool, they weren't catty and bitchy and well everything Jackie was, they were cool.

"Well that's cool, I'm glad," Grayson slung his arm over her shoulder. "Now if you would like I guess I could feed you."

"Well aren't you just the most amazing boyfriend," she snuggled close against him.

"I try," he shrugged kissing the top of her head and weaving her around people to go eat.

"Oh my god I'm bored," Liam tossed his stuffed basketball in the air. "Why did we come home again?"

"Because apparently school is important," Lucas grumbled, trying his best to finish his paper but his mind not at all into it.

"I think its lame."

"I agree," Nathan nodded, checking his phone for a text, it still not received yet. "Have ya'll talked to Haley today?"

"No," both guys answered and shook their head.

"Well I was supposed to hear from her by now," he dropped his phone beside him on his bed, running a hand over his face.

"Maybe she ran away with the musician that plays on the street corner," Liam shrugged. "That guys going places."

"Dude you aren't even a little funny," Nathan grumbled, his brother laughing. "She wouldn't run away with someone, especially some jackass with a guitar."

"Right…" Liam agreed, tossing a glance at Lucas making him laugh.

"Ya'll are dipshits," Nathan took his pillow and lunged it at his friend. "Least my girl is in the zip code, both yall's are in freaking different states, if anyone should show concern its ya'll."

"Well Rachel isn't exactly my girl, we enjoyed summer, it was fun and if I return to Miami I have a place to stay. What we agreed on but Luke, now he has a hot girl with an ex around."

"Shut up…" he grumbled, shifting in his seat. "Brooke isn't like that."

"I know dude, I was just screwing with you. Brooke's a good girl," Liam became serious, knowing Brooke was a real cool girl, he was just teasing his friend; he really liked Brooke.

"You're right, she is a great girl," Lucas agreed, shutting his laptop, taking the paper as a lost cause right now. "So I'm not worried," he spun around in his chair. "The distance sucks but we will figure it out."

"Yeah I'm sure," Liam gave him a nod truly believing that.

"Hey," Nathan shot up on his bed, shutting his phone and grabbing his wallet. "Liam lets go get something to eat or something, let Luke finish this paper."

"It's alright man, I've given up."

"No, you need to finish it, if you fail you will have some trouble with coach," Nathan reminded him. "But we are going to head out, have fun," he jumped off his bed. "Let's go jackass…." He kicked Liam's foot as he walked by.

"Alright," Liam flung himself off his bed, falling behind. "Later Lukie," he patted his head, following out of the room.

"Doesn't mean I can write this damn paper now," he groaned, spinning back in his chair, opening up his laptop to stare at the half written page. "Ugh!" he dropped his head on the desk completely exhausted and annoyed. He was normally great in school but lately his mind just hasn't been in it. "Dumb shit you forget your wallet again?" he questioned, hearing his door open and close. "You would lose your head if it wasn't hooked to you," he teased, Liam being a mess when it came to keeping up with things.

"Shit!" he jerked in his chair when two hands rubbed up his back and down his arms. "What the fu-" he turned around in his chair, finding the last person he thought. "Brooke?" he squeezed his eyes shut to open them again to still find the dimply brunette in front of him.

"Do you really think I'm a dumb shit?" she pouted, a grin stretching across his face.

"Brooke…" he flew up, his lips slamming into hers before a word could be said. His hands sliding down her body, lifting her in his arms and stumbling her over towards his bed.

"Broody…" she hooked her leg around his, his mouth attaching onto her neck. "Luke…wait…wait, wait, wait," she brought his face to look up at him, his breath racing in and out of him.

"What?" he looked down at her confused, almost afraid if he blinked she would disappear, wouldn't be the first time he dreamed she was here when she wasn't.

"Hey…" she grinned up at him, running her hand through his hair.

"You're here," he smiled, running his eyes over her body. "You are really here right? I'm not dreaming or anything?"

"No Broody Boy I'm here," she laced her fingers through his, bringing them up to her lips and brushing his knuckles across them.

"When? How?"

"Today and well this crazy invention called an airplane," she teased his eyes still roaming all over her. "Luke…" she placed her hands on his face to look at her.

"How long are you here for?" he asked.

"Lucas when you left I was almost in a haze," she admitted, tracing her thumb along his jaw. "Just went day by day and felt like something was missing and I realized it was you."

"Brooke…"

"I tried to just let it be and think that if we were meant to be it would work and we just had to see what happened but I realized I didn't want to see what happened. I didn't want to wait and pray for it to work I wanted to be here with you, working on it with you, in the same place as you. I wanted to walk down the hall to see you or call you to meet me for coffee or have a movie night or anything and I can't do that states away."

"Brooke, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that about fifteen minutes that way," she pointed to the left. "Is an apartment, with a certain cousin of mine moving things in and decorating."

"You're moving back?" he grinned as she nodded. "What about school? What about your life back home?"

"This is my home Luke, my life is right here," she leaned up giving him a gentle kiss. "And I'm starting school in the spring, already sent over my transfer and everything. I'm here Lucas; I'm here for you to be with you if you want me to."

"Of course I want you too," he told her quickly, washing away any doubt. "I just can't believe that you are really here. Feels almost dream like, like I want this to happen so it's happening but as soon as I start to believe it I'm going to wake up."

"You are awake," she giggled. "And I am here."

"You are here," he captured her lips back with his, a smile plastered on his face.

"Luke…" she pulled away again, his hand creeping up her shirt. "I saw you talking to Jackie earlier," she told him and his head flew back to look at her.

"You saw us?" he asked and she nodded. "Brooke I don't know what you saw but it wasn't what you think."

"No, I know, I know," she shook her head. "It just made me realize something."

"Which was what?" his heart raced with fear.

"That I don't like at all someone being around you or touching you if it's not me," she told him. "I've never been one to be jealous but it flew all through me and I hated it."

"You don't need to be jealous Brooke, I love you," he told her once again. "There is no one else you need to worry about."

"I know that," she nodded. "And I think seeing you today telling her to leave you alone and defending me made me finally and truly believe it. Believe you are being honest with what you feel for me, that you truly do love me."

"Because I do," he grinned, rolling over on his back, bringing her on top of him. "You don't need to ever question that."

"I don't, not anymore," she brushed her finger tips across his cheek. "Because it's true you love me and with no doubt in me I can say I love you too," she confessed, a feeling shooting through him and a smile spreading across his face. "I love you Lucas, completely and fully and I know it took me awhile and that it has been hard for you but just know I love you."

"I always knew you did," he grinned, brushing her hair back. "Just nice to hear you actually say it."

"Sorry it took so long," she chewed her bottom lip.

"It's ok, not like we have been so aware of our feelings," he let out a dry laugh. "But you're here now, we are here now."

"We are," she rested her head against his. "And we are finally doing things right now."

"Finally," he exaggerated and eye roll that made her giggle.

"So Lucas Scott you want to show me around your world?" she questioned, whipping her hand around in the car.

"No," Lucas flipped her back over on her back. "Right now my world is right here," he ran his hand down her thigh. "And I'm really in the mood to explore her more," he wiggled his brows, leaning down kissing her.

"You are so corny," she giggled against his lips, threading her hand through his hair, bringing his mouth harder against hers.

"Yeah but you love me for it," he slipped his hand down the front of her stomach, quickly popping the button and undoing her zipper, knowing that paper is officially now never going to get written.

"Yeah," she agreed, sucking his bottom lip between hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth but not before her whispering. "I do."

So it's done!

Not Expecting That is over and sad face :( I hope you all enjoyed the final chapter and things ended just as you hoped!

I want to thank everyone so much for all the reviews and comments and sticking around for the end! I can't believe all the feedback you all gave and it made me happy! I want to say I'm not worried about this chapter and ya'll liking it but I can't! Every chapter I write for every one of my stories I worry because I'm a worrier! It's a terrible disease and I hate it!

But please review and let me know! Last chapter I lost quite a few reviews so that just made me worry more! But again thank you!