ارے girls. This is my entry for the How it Should Have Been contest: Round 1. While I was writing this it was kind of a part two to another fic I'm writing 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 آپ 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 آپ hungry? I can make some eggs any style- your choice, French toast, chocolate chips pancakes…”
“Uh yeah French ٹوسٹ 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 آپ remember us?”
Us? Brooke didn’t like where this was going. Maybe playing dumb will help. “What do آپ 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… آپ know what I mean. I just… I don’t… Know what happened to us.”
“What do آپ mean Luke? آپ were there…”
“Was I? Because to be honest it feels like I’m missing some key details.”
“Like?”
“Like… I told آپ that I loved آپ and missed آپ and the اگلے دن آپ broke up with me. آپ pushed me away and I’m still not sure why.”
“Lucas آپ kissed Peyton!”
“Yeah and I told آپ that didn’t mean anything!”
“Right and a few months after we broke up آپ were back together so obviously it meant something. Did آپ ever think about how that made me feel?!”
“You broke up with me. And I fought and fought for آپ but آپ did everything in your power to push me away.”
“You fought for me? When? When آپ were spending all your time with the one person I asked آپ not to?”
“Peyton was trying to help me. With you.
“Well Lucas, آپ know, so was I.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You got what آپ wanted so what does it matter? آپ 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. آپ 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 دن when she’d smile at me. And Sophomore سال I got my wish. One دن I was fixing her car and the اگلے I was kissing her at Nathan’s party.” –
“Lucas…”
“No Brooke I need آپ 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 اقدام on. With you. But that didn’t work either. And something I realized a long time پہلے was that it didn’t work because I didn’t give آپ a real chance…. Anyway it was only a few months before I realized my mistake. Brooke آپ were everything I never knew I always wanted. یا 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 آپ bringing it up now?”
“Because Brooke! Maybe I’m just now realizing that I never really recovered from آپ breaking my heart. Or… Maybe I just never got over you.”
“Lucas آپ 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 یا 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, آپ can’t tell me آپ didn’t feel anything. Look I know that I’ve hurt آپ before, and that we have a lot to talk about but a few days پہلے I told آپ I loved آپ and I didn’t mean just as دوستوں and I’m almost positive آپ didn’t either. If there’s any hope یا any possible way آپ didn’t, please open the door.” Lucas waited for about 10 منٹ before Brooke opened the door.
“That wasn’t fair. آپ 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 آپ 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*