Yea, I'm new. I got this idea for a fan fic and just decided to write it down. And I kept writing. There will be a lot of flashbacks before the main story comes in. Flashbacks are gonna be italicized.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything related to OTH. Just a future fic of something I've been thinking about and wanted to make it LP related.

March 7th, 2014 everything changed for them. It was the night that not only led to a strain on their relationship, but the night that changed one young mans life forever. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

It was 7 years ago when they finally made it to the next step. It was their senior year of high school when they finally realized it was now or never.

It was Spring Break week when he stopped by to see her. He has been broken up with Brooke Davis for the past two months. She broke up with him, and it was only till last month when he finally realized why. At the time he thought it was love, but as he looked back on it he wasn't sure. What was love really? He did fight for her. Sure he cared for her. But that wasn't enough. At least for her it wasn't. When she told him that they were not meant to be he didn't understand. He thought and thought and thought. He felt like an idiot, an oblivious idiot, that he didn't see what as right in front of him. He couldn't think of a single time where he would just call her on the phone just to hear her voice. Or a time where they would talk hours and hours about the craziest things. Or a time where they would have a serious conversation that didn't involve her own insecurities. The last few months they were together it felt like they were miles apart; as if that spark, that connection was lost. Or was there ever that spark at all? It seemed like he always had to reevaluate his relationship with Brooke. It was as if they were always thinking and examining if they loved one another rather than living in the act of love.

There was that someone though; that someone who was his rock. The one who was always there. Peyton, Peyton Sawyer was that person for him. Since last summer, he and Peyton had gotten really close. She never held anything back because she knew she didn't have to be anything less or anything more than who she was. He loved her for that. She loved him. But they were just friends. At least that's what he would always convince himself.

Walking up the stairs he heard an all too familiar tune, "In my Life". He loved that song. It reminded him of his home: Tree Hill, and Peyton.

"Well, well, well getting back to that old Beatles phase I presume"

She turned around and smiled at the site of his face. Anytime she would see him; that smile, those eyes, she would just feel complete.

"Hey" she said walking to him and giving him a hug. There was something about his hugs; she always felt so secure and comfortable in his arms.

Even before the break up with Lucas and Brooke, Peyton's feelings for Lucas had resurfaced. It wasn't until a drunken night, a talk in her sleep, and a gun wound before she realized how deep she felt for him. He was always there for her through the moment where she thought she lost her dad, to the death of her birth mom, to even with her break-up with Jake. It was always him.

"So, what are you doing here?"

"Do I ever have a reason?"

"No, I guess you don't?"

"So, how is your mom?"

"Real good. It's kinda cute since she is starting to have a belly."

"That is cute"

"Yea, I am really excited"

"So what do you want? Boy or girl?"

"Either one. Doesn't matter as long as it's healthy." They sat down and continued to listen to the mix she made earlier. They talked and talked just like they always did.

"You know, I actually need your help with something"

"I thought your not here for a reason" she said smiling.

"Well, I was going to come by no matter what. But I still got to ask for a favor"

"What's up?"

"I have this really good idea. So my mom is going to this convention in Virginia with Deb for ten days and while she is gone I want to surprise her with a baby room. So what do you think?"

"I am impressed Scott. Course I'll help."

"Yea?"

"Hell, yea. Who you do you think is going to teach your baby brother or sister all the great bands?" he smirked and so did she.

"Thanks Peyton" he said. "You're the best"

The next week they were planning what they were going to do. They didn't need to buy many things; just paint and a few lamps since they already had most things from when Luke was a baby. Right after his mom left, they went right to work. They worked pretty much every day and every night. After the fifth day they were exhausted.

"Want to take a break?"

"Yea" she said as they walked to the living room sitting on the couch. He brought two waters. "Thanks. You know Luke?"

"Hmm" he said looking right at her.

"Keith would be really proud of you" he looked at her and looked away as if he didn't believe her. "I'm serious. I can tell your going to be an amazing brother. You got into NCU. You know what you want to do with you life…Trust me, I know he would be proud."

"Thanks Peyton. It really means a lot coming from you" while the conversation stopped their eyes didn't. It was so mesmerizing as if they were having a conversation of their own. It always seemed to happen with those two. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on her lips. Not sure if Luke was just in a vulnerable moment or did he really want to kiss her, she turned her head slightly.

"Luke..."

"Sorry Peyton. I don't know what came over me" he covered up. "Let's just get back to work." He said getting up.

"Lucas" she said and he looked back. "Never mind" she said. She had so much to say but not exactly sure how to say it. Maybe that kiss didn't mean to him what it meant to her. After all he kept saying how the kiss in the library meant nothing at all to him. He stared at her for a second trying to read her eyes. He wanted to know what she was thinking. He didn't know why he kissed her, but he knew how he felt afterwards. In that moment all their history resurfaced. He didn't realize it at the time but it was as if their future was in the palm of his hands at that moment. Should he say he felt something? Should he just bury it? He couldn't make that decision fast enough as Peyton got up from the couch and went to the other room, and just like that the moment was gone.

The car frantically following the red and white blinking lights. She was sitting in the back seat of a cop car, but for an entirely different reason. However, she did feel trapped. Not trapped from the locked car or the bars dividing her and the officer, but trapped from the feeling of emptiness, fear, and the thought of could happen in the few hours. Tears were flowing from her eyes as she listened to the sound of the siren. It was the sound of a shriek cry. Or that could have been her making the noises. Or maybe it was just a combination of both. Whatever it was, it was the sound of chaos.

This couldn't be happening, now. She thought. She refused to believe it, but after all she was Peyton Sawyer. She knew how it worked; people always leave, but it didn't mean that it hurt any less anytime it happened. Especially since it was dealing with the guy she is in love with.