He tells te that he needs you, that he's sorry for all the pain he's caused te over the years.
"Why now Lucas?" te have to know why he would choose today of all days to confess that he still loves you. "Why did te have to wait until today?"
"I know the timing sucks Brooke," He lets out a amaro little laugh. "It always does with us doesn't it?"
te can't think of a proper response so te just nod your head slightly. It's true, timing has never been a specialty of your relationship with him.
"I had to make sure te would know that this has nothing to do with Peyton. I'm not in Amore with her anymore, I haven't been for a long time, since before we even divorced to be honest, but I knew te would never accept that. te would have insisted that i was just hurting o in denial, whatever reasons you've been giving yourself for the past seven years." He gives te a knowing look, one that says 'Don't even try to act like te wouldn't have done that.' and te can't. "I know te Brooke Davis, and I know that this was something I could never rush."
"It's too late Lucas!" te try to fight back the tears that are welling up. "It's just too late..."
You're eyeballing the door now, but he's too quick for that. Before te can even think about it, he's standing in front of your only possible exit.
"It's never too late! I Amore te BROOKE, I Amore te so much it hurts sometimes. I know I'm an idiot, I know I've screwed things up too many times to count, and I probably don't deserve another chance, but I'm begging te Brooke, please give me one più chance. This time I promise you, I'll never let te go again."
He's clutching your right hand, his eyes pleading with te to just say yes, but te can't...
"I'm sorry Lucas," te slowly extend your left hand, shaking the whole way through. "Julian proposed last night." te hear him suck in a sharp breath and it cuts like a knife. "I detto yes."
He slowly lets your hand drop from his, stepping away from the door as well.
"I'm gonna go now." te give him one last small baciare on the cheek. "I'll understand if we don't see each other for a while."
You've made it almost all the way out the door when te hear the words that will haunt te for a long time coming.
"I never truly believed we could be over..."
te almost turn around and run straight in to his arms, but te don't. No matter how much it hurts to admit, sometimes it's just too late.
"Why now Lucas?" te have to know why he would choose today of all days to confess that he still loves you. "Why did te have to wait until today?"
"I know the timing sucks Brooke," He lets out a amaro little laugh. "It always does with us doesn't it?"
te can't think of a proper response so te just nod your head slightly. It's true, timing has never been a specialty of your relationship with him.
"I had to make sure te would know that this has nothing to do with Peyton. I'm not in Amore with her anymore, I haven't been for a long time, since before we even divorced to be honest, but I knew te would never accept that. te would have insisted that i was just hurting o in denial, whatever reasons you've been giving yourself for the past seven years." He gives te a knowing look, one that says 'Don't even try to act like te wouldn't have done that.' and te can't. "I know te Brooke Davis, and I know that this was something I could never rush."
"It's too late Lucas!" te try to fight back the tears that are welling up. "It's just too late..."
You're eyeballing the door now, but he's too quick for that. Before te can even think about it, he's standing in front of your only possible exit.
"It's never too late! I Amore te BROOKE, I Amore te so much it hurts sometimes. I know I'm an idiot, I know I've screwed things up too many times to count, and I probably don't deserve another chance, but I'm begging te Brooke, please give me one più chance. This time I promise you, I'll never let te go again."
He's clutching your right hand, his eyes pleading with te to just say yes, but te can't...
"I'm sorry Lucas," te slowly extend your left hand, shaking the whole way through. "Julian proposed last night." te hear him suck in a sharp breath and it cuts like a knife. "I detto yes."
He slowly lets your hand drop from his, stepping away from the door as well.
"I'm gonna go now." te give him one last small baciare on the cheek. "I'll understand if we don't see each other for a while."
You've made it almost all the way out the door when te hear the words that will haunt te for a long time coming.
"I never truly believed we could be over..."
te almost turn around and run straight in to his arms, but te don't. No matter how much it hurts to admit, sometimes it's just too late.