Just so you know, this chapter is very mature, hence the M rating. So, if you don't like that, don't read it. This story is AU, and set during college. Constructive criticism is very welcomed. There's nothing really I feel like I have to tell you that won't be explained as the story progresses, but if you have questions feel free to ask.

I don't own any of the characters from One Tree Hill.

Okay, I know you guys are disappointed this isn't a new chapter, but I made a decision about the story, and I changed the tense. I decided present tense would work better for me...Anyway, sorry about that!

"Didn't Lucas and Brooke used to date?" Anna turns to Haley and asks.

"Yeah, for two years or more," Haley nods, wondering why Anna is asking about their past. She is, after all, Lucas' new girlfriend.

"Was their break-up really that bad?"

Haley sighs not knowing how to explain it to her. She looks across the ballroom to where Brooke is dancing with Felix, Anna's brother, and Brooke's new boyfriend. To her it seems like so long ago the two were together, but maybe that is just because of the turmoil all of the closest friends of Brooke and Lucas had to go through.

"You know, Anna, I'm not really sure. Nobody really knows what went wrong with those two. Neither has really talked about it since it happened. They just went from the perfect couple to loathing each other."

"Oh," Anna rests her hands in her lap, while searching around the room for Lucas. "Do you think maybe it's because they're still in love?"

Haley shrugs and follows the raven haired girl's gaze. It's on Lucas, who is glaring at Brooke while she dances.

Lucas hates these basketball banquets. There is no real reason for him to be there; except for her: the brunette that is pressing her luscious body against that of her boyfriend's. She drives him crazy. The way her hips sway from side to side tantalizing him. She is dancing for him; to get the exact reaction out of him that he is having. He hates her for making him feel this way, because right now all he can think about is pressing her up against the wall and making her scream his name.

"She looks good tonight, doesn't she?" Lucas breaks his gaze and turns towards his brother, who is standing next to him, holding a drink.

"Yeah, I guess," he shrugs, as if he hasn't been staring at her. "If dressing like a whore looks good."

"Lucas," Nathan says, sternly, "I know you don't like her, but she's still our friend and I really don't think you should talk about her like that."

"Whatever," Lucas takes a drink out of the glass he is holding. "Where's Haley? I'm not used to seeing you without her attached at your hip."

"She's with your girlfriend." Lucas turns around and catches sight of Anna sitting next to Haley. Anna waves and gives him a big smile, while Haley just looks pointedly towards him.

"I think Haley wants you to rescue her," Lucas chuckles.

"She wants to be saved from your girlfriend, you go."

Lucas mumbles something under his breath into his drink, finishes it off, and then goes to Anna for a dance. He leads her to the dance floor, where she wraps her arms around his neck and lays her head against his shoulder. His hands find her hips and he starts to sway back and forth to the slow music that's playing.

He scans the room, and his eyes lock with Brooke's. It's then he decides it's his turn to tease Brooke. He bends his head down, and nuzzles his face into Anna's neck, which surprises her, because Lucas is never loving towards her. His hands snake around her waist, and rests only slightly above her butt. Lucas looks up to find Brooke glaring at him. She turns her and Felix around, so that now Lucas has a clear view of her backside. Her movements became more sensual, but in a discreet way, so only Lucas knows what she is doing. The blond rolls his eyes, and turns Anna so he is no longer facing in her direction; he isn't going to give Brooke the satisfaction of making him feel this way anymore.

As the song fades away, Lucas pulls himself out of Anna's stifling grip. He adjusts his tie a little, and then leads her back to their table. Unfortunately for him, and for most of his friends, Brooke and Felix are also seated at the table. Most of the time, their friends make a point to separate the two, but tonight wasn't their choice. Brooke and Felix are rubbing noses as Lucas walks up with Anna, so he clears his throat loudly, and pulls out his chair to sit down. Anna stands, dejectedly, then takes the seat next to him. She thought for a moment Lucas would be a gentleman and pull the chair out for her.

"I guess it's time to eat," Haley raises her eyebrows, hoping her two best friends would remain civil throughout the rest of the night.

"Guess so, tutor girl," Brooke winks, which Lucas rolls his eyes at.

"You know, Haley hasn't been a tutor since high school," Lucas points out.

"I don't mind," Haley says pleasantly, while giving Lucas the 'evil eye'. Brooke shoots daggers at Lucas, and then returns her attention to Felix.

The group starts up a mindless conversation, that before, Lucas may have enjoyed, but now only finds severely irritating. He keeps stealing glances over at Brooke, who, he has to admit, looks sexy as hell, as always. And that always seems to piss him off; that she could be so goddamn sexy and not even have to try. She plays with one of her ears as she speaks, and steals a glance at Lucas. She notices his eyes are on her, so she runs that same finger down along her neck, to her cleavage, stopping where her dress V's in the front. Lucas narrows his eyes, and then turns away.

There's a broad smile on Brooke's face, when out of the corner of her eye she sees Lucas' head turn away from her. She loves teasing him. It pisses him off so much, and she loves it. Haley is talking candidly about something that Brooke is only half paying attention to. She doesn't want to make it obvious that she is more concerned with what Lucas is doing.

"You are too funny," Brooke laughs as Haley ends her story. "Felix, why don't you go get us all a round of drinks?" Felix frowns, not wanting to be the servant for the night, but stands up anyway. He turns to everyone to get their drink orders, but when he gets to Lucas, Brooke stops him. "Uh, honey?" Felix turns back towards her. "When I say everyone that doesn't include him."

"Oh, right," Felix chuckles, while Lucas fumes.

"Felix," Anna scolds. Her eyes bulge out at him, urging him to ask Lucas what he wants. Felix just smirks, and leaves the table. Anna turns apologeticaly towards Lucas, and then stands up to chase after her brother.

Haley and Nathan sit back, ready to listen to the inevitable fight. They know better to get in the way when it came to Brooke and Lucas' outbursts.

"Do you really think you're going to hurt me by not letting your boyfriend buy me a drink?" Lucas sneers.

"Oh, no, not at all," Brooke smiles towards him, which pisses him off even more. "I, actually, could care less how you feel or what you think," she shrugs. She turns towards Haley and winks. Haley and Nathan both shake their heads.

"Is that true?" Lucas says suspiciously, putting his finger under his chin. "Funny you weren't saying that-"

"Shutup, Lucas," Brooke hisses through gritted teeth.

"Are you going to make me shutup?"

Nathan and Haley stand up to leave, annoyed by the childish banter the two were now resorting to. Brooke gives them an apologetic smile as they leave.

"I'm waiting for an answer, Brooke. How are you going to make me shutup? Maybe we should go into the bathroom and you can show me instead."

"Lucas, stop it. Not here."

"Why not? There's no one around. They'll just think we got too pissed off at each other and had to leave for a minute."

Brooke watches as his smirk appears on his face. The smirk that drives her crazy with lust. His piercing blue eyes are dancing wildly with anticipation, and he cocks an eyebrow. She wants to jump across the table and attack his mouth with hers, just to wipe that cocky smirk off his face.

"Ugh!" Brooke huffs, and storms away from the table. Lucas' grin widens as he watches her go.

"Where'd Brooke go?" Felix asks, coming back with the drinks.

"I don't know," Lucas lies, "guess she was pissed off about something." After Anna returns, Lucas excuses himself to the bathroom. "It might be awhile," he rubs his stomach. Anna rolls her eyes, and waves him off.

It doesn't take long for Lucas to find Brooke. She stands in the doorway of an empty closet, one of her legs bent and resting against the doorframe. Lucas looks around to make sure no one is looking, and then heads for her. He grabs her by the waist and pulls her into the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Are you going to make me shut-" Brooke's mouth clamps over his, eagerly.It shocks Lucas, but he immediately returns the kiss, just as hungry for her as she is for him.

His hand roams up the side of her body, finally finding her breast. He squeezes it hard, gaining a sharp gasp from Brooke. She pulls her head back to look at him, and then dives back in, biting his bottom lip before pressing her lips against his again. Her hands grazedhis chest, liking the feel of his toned muscles beneath them. She finds his tie and loosens it before starting to unbutton his shirt. After his dress shirt is completely undone, Brooke pulls back from Lucas. She backs away, her eyebrows cock, seductively. She hoists herself onto the counter behind her, and spreads her legs slightly, knowing Lucas has a view of the pantiless place between her legs. He groans, wanting so bad to shove himself in there right that instant. She pulls him back to her by his neck tie, and he hungrily covers her lips with his. He presses his covered erection into her center, wanting her to know how much she is turning him on.

Brooke can feel how hard he is through his dress pants, and it only makes her more eager. She pulls his shirt down his arms, and then breaks away long enough to pull his under shirt over his head. Her fingers fumble with the button on his pants, since she can't see what she is doing with her mouth attached to his. Lucas pulls back so she can concentrate on getting his pants undone. He wants to feel her touch him so much that the ache in his pants is becoming unbearable. She finally gets the zipper down, and pulls his pants low enough so that his manhood is on full display.

"Touch it, Brooke," he demands, while he watches her ogle him. She does as commanded, and reaches out and touches the tip, lightly letting her finger tips graze it. He lets out guttural noise from the pleasure she was giving him. Deciding she has too much clothing on, Lucas tears down the straps of her dress, exposing her ample breasts. Brooke hears a ripping noise as he pulls her straps down, and her fingers immediately leave Lucas to inspect the damage done to the dress.

"Damn-it," Lucas reaches between her legs and put his fingers on her center, interrupting her before she can throw a fit about her dress, "Lucas!" She intends the last part of her sentence to be more pissed, but with Lucas' actions, she is overtaken with pleasure.

His fingers rub against her pleasure spot, and Brooke can't help but arch her back and let out a loud moan. His mouth finds her neck, and he starts sucking and blowing on it, giving her more pleasure than she can handle.

"Fuck, Lucas," she moans.

"You like that?" He teases, putting two of his fingers inside her.

"Fuck, yes!"

He trails kisses down her neck, to her collar bone, and finally sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. With his free hand, he kneads the other breast, while sucking and nibbling on the other. Brooke's hips start to rock back and forth, matching the movement of Lucas' fingers. Every once in awhile, Lucas lets his thumb touch her clit, giving Brooke shocks of enjoyment. Lucas knows she was about to cum. She is panting and groaning his name faster and louder, and her hips are bucking harder and harder against his hand. Just as she is about to hit her climax, Lucas pulls his fingers out of her and stops all movements.

"Lucas," she pants, clearly disappointed. "What the fuck?"

"Do you actually think I'm going to let you get off without me getting anything? Besides, you're going to have to work a little harder to get what you want."

She glares at him, still panting from the near orgasm. Her center aches, but she knows she isn't going to get to finish unless she does something for him. She hops down from the counter, and pushes him back against the wall. Lucas watches her, thoroughly enjoying himself, since he finds it to be a very big turn on when she is so rough. Her breasts are still hanging out, and as she walks, bounc enough for Lucas to enjoy. She stops halfway there, and brings her finger up to her neck, and trails it down along her breasts, over her flat stomach, to just above where the dress is still covering. Her other hand finds its way up to her hip, and she slides all of her fingers inside the dress and pulls it down her legs, so she is now fully naked.

Lucas drools over the sight in front of him. Brooke's naked body would give any playboy bunny a run for their money. It curves in all the right places, and is toned just the way Lucas likes a girl's body to be.

"What do you want me to do, Lucas?" Brooke sticks her index fingertip into her mouth, and wraps her lips around it, giving Lucas the most innocent look she can muster.

"I want you to-"

"It wasn't an actual question, Lucas." Brooke clamps her hand over his mouth to shut him up. Her naked body presses against his, and his manhood finds pleasure in the pressure she is using against him. He tries to put his hands on her hips, but she pushes them away. She waves her finger at him, like he is being naughty. She leans forward and presses her mouth against his, and dips her tongue into his mouth. When he starts to get into it, she pulls away and starts sucking along his chin, and then neck. It isn't long before her mouth is at his waist, and she is on her knees, ready to take in his manhood.

"Brooke," Lucas moans, as he squeezes his eyes shut and leans his head back.

In one swift motion, Brooke takes all of him into her mouth. He sharply sucks in air, as she starts bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. She'dsalways been good at giving blow jobs. He is sure there is no one else who can give him as much pleasure as she does. It is so good, that in only a matter of a couple minutes, he is already about to have his orgasm. As much pleasure as he finds exploding into her mouth, he is still eager to enter her. He pulls her off his manhood, and stands her up. She smirks at him, knowing he'd almost lost it already.

"I want to be inside you," he says, hoarsely. She raises her eyebrows, and then yelps as he picks her up. After getting over the initial shock, Brooke instinctively wraps her legs around his waist. He turns so her back is against the wall, and then enters her with force. Brooke's head flies back with a yelp of pleasure pleasure and pain. He is so big, and is filling all of her. He presses in and out of her furiously, his face planted in her neck. Brooke's arms are wrap tightly around his neck, trying to pull him closer to her. She can feel herself getting closer, and with one more thrust, Brooke's body is overtaken by an earth-shattering orgasm.

"Lucas!" She screams, not being able to hold it back. Her scream pulls Lucas over with her, and as he does, he clamps down on her neck, trying to hold back the screams threatening to leave his own mouth. Their movements slow, as they both shutter with pleasure. As the feeling subsides, Lucas sets Brooke back on her feet, and backs away to catch his breath. After a moment, he bends down to pick up his clothes and put them back on. This is routine for them. They meet, fuck, and go on their way.

"Thanks so much for ruining my dress, asshole," Brooke grumbles as she picks the dress up from the floor. "How am I supposed to go back out there with a ripped dress?"

"I don't know, and that's really not my problem."

"Ugh," Brooke huffs, while stomping her foot on the ground.

"Just go back out there naked, you practically were anyway."

"That didn't stop you from staring at me."

"Yeah, well, I guess dressing like a whore does look good, doesn't it?"

Brooke glares at him, slips her dress back on, and then leaves the closet to find a bathroom to fix herself up in. Lucas beams with pride as he finishes dressing. There is nothing like getting off, and then getting to Brooke Davis. He feels an enormous wave of triumphant wash over him as he exits the closet to go back to his friends.

"Took you long enough," Nathan shoots at him as he returns.

"I had to shit," he shrugs, not caring how vulgar it is.

"Lucas, that was disgusting," Haley fakes throwing up, "see, I almost puked in my mouth." Lucas rolls his eyes, and laughs.

"Your dinner is cold," Anna tells him as he sits down.

"That's okay," he smiles. "I plan on going to Taco Bell after this anyway." Usually, Lucas eats a ton after sex, but he knows this meal couldn't suffice, and he can't get mad at the reason why his food was cold.

"I'm sorry, guys," Brooke hastily takes her seat. "I got pissed off earlier," she shoots an evil look towards Lucas, "so I took a walk to blow off some steam. And as I was walking, my dress got snagged, and ripped at the sleeves. So, I've spent all this time in the bathroom trying to fix it, even though you can't really tell."

"What'd you snag it on?" Felix asks.

"Yeah, Brooke, what did you snag it on?" Lucas asks, amused.

"Some kind of hook," she speaks through gritted teeth, glaring at Lucas. "You know how clumsy I can be," she laughs it off.

"Funny, I've never known you as clumsy," Lucas shakes his head.

"Anyway!" Haley interrupts before there would be another blow out. "you missed most of the dinner, now you have to eat cold food. And the rest of us are done, and planning on going to the bar. So hurry up so we can get out of this lame thing."

Lucas declines the invitation to go to the bar, not wanting to spend more time with Brooke than he has to. What they have between them is just pure lust. There are no more feelings left between them, but when he thought of how much pleasure she gives him, he can't give her up. And he hates her for it. The two haven't been friendly with each other since their break-up, and he intends on keeping it that way, as long as he can still fuck her. It's like they play games with each other, trying to see how bad they can piss the other off, and then go have sex to blow off the steam. It's messed up, but it works for them.

Lucas parks on the curb as he waits for Anna to get out of his car. She lingers a moment, he guesses she is waiting for a goodnight kiss, or some sort of indication that maybe he wants to come up to her dorm or her to go back to his. He doesn't give her one though. He just stares blankly ahead of him, waiting for her to get out.

"Um, bye, Lucas," she meekly speaks before exiting the car. He doesn't wait to make sure she gets in alright, just speesd off, heading for the nearest Taco Bell. One thing he learned from Brooke Davis, is that treating girls like gold gets you no where.