Lucas was a sweetheart. He always was. Between the complicated drama with his father, his half brother, and the bullies from the basketball team, he never acted too irrationally. He was calm, kind to those who wronged him and got his revenge by keeping his head up. He had his passions, his struggles and desires, but kept them all in check.

Recently, he had been playing around with Brooke. She made him feel good, at least he thought that's what it was. Maybe it was just a distraction, or a dickstraction from you, his best friend. You never did do relationships, but he had noticed you growing more and more distant as he spent more time with her. He knew it was hurting you, it had to be. Why else would you quit the cheerleading team she was on, cut your hair and join band? He just didn't know how to stop. He knew that you were the solution to his problems. That you would keep Nathan off his ass and be a blocker for Brooke. when he needed. But you were his best friend, why would you care?

Lucas closed your door behind him, voice soft as he leaned against your door. "You okay? You've been distant lately. We.. haven't really talked."