I'm too lazy to edit this so if you rudely point out typos I'll kill you

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After Ashton left for good and I went back inside, I was yelled at for what feels like hours before my mother finally decided to leave me alone for a while. I argued with her until she finally just gave up, claiming she didn't care anymore about what I did with my life.

It hurt a little, yes, but at the moment I was more concerned with my relationship with Ashton than anything else. And I know that my number one priority right now shouldn't be some boy that I'd only been dating for a few months, but I was too blind to see that. It's only been a few hours since Ashton and I broke up and I already felt like my whole world had ended.

I felt pathetic, about all of this, because I knew that it was my fault. I lied to Ashton about Michael and got us into this mess in the first place, and lying to him again didn't help anything. Everything would have been fine if I had just told the truth to Ashton last night, but I was too greedy and wanted to have sex with him no matter what the consequences were. I didn't really consider Ashton breaking up with me as a consequence, because I never thought that it was going to happen.

So instead of sticking around my own house and worrying about having to see my mothers face again, I left the house and decided that I should just walk around for a while until I could figure out what exactly I wanted to do.

It really didn't help at all when I saw Michael, though, as I was walking down the street and towards the nearest public bus stop. I feel like if he had been alone he would have talked to me, but of course he was with Sarah. I did my best to ignore them, but it didn't really work. They were holding hands and Michael was whispering something to her as they walked down the block, and as soon as he saw me coming towards them he stopped and backed Sarah into a nearby tree, where they then proceeded to make out like they were the only people in the world.

I was sure that Michael did that only because I was there, because it seemed so out of character. I don't think he normally slams girls into trees and kisses them, but how should I know? It's not like I could ask him about it, I was currently getting the silent treatment from him.

After I finally decided to tear myself away from the sight of Michael and Sarah sucking each other's faces off, I realized what I really needed. So I went to probably the last place I ever thought I would go back to for advice. Brooke's house.

"And then just like that, he decided that you two should end things?" Brooke asked. She picked up one of the bite sized brownies from the small plate in front of her and popped it in her mouth. She was only four months along in her pregnancy, but that didn't mean that she didn't have weird cravings. Today she was in the mood for chocolate, and she mentioned something about tacos, but I doubt that she's going to be getting anything.

"Yeah." I nodded slowly, grabbing a tissue from Brooke's bedside table. I blew my nose into again, because at the moment I was just a big crying mess. I was only at Brooke's house for about 5 minutes before I completely broke down and told her the entire story. She only interrupted once this time, to congratulate me on losing my virginity. Yay.

"What a dick. You know, I never liked him." Brooke said, eating another brownie to stop herself from laughing out loud.

"Yes you did!" I argued, looking back on all of the countless times Brooke had called Ashton hot.

"Well I definitely don't anymore." She shrugged.

"I'm just... I don't know what went wrong." I sighed, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand.

I just thought that Ashton and I were perfect, and I didn't think that we would have so many problems in our relationship. I mean, I knew from the start that it wasn't going to be completely smooth-sailing, but I never expected that he'd break up with me simply because things just "weren't working". I don't know, the whole thing was just too overwhelming for me.

"Didn't you say once that he had some thing with his old girlfriend?" Brooke question, raising an eyebrow at me. Her phone vibrated on her bed next to her and she picked it up, typing away while I responded to her.

"What do you mean 'thing'?" I asked. Ashton didn't exactly have a thing with Kenzie... She was dead.

"I thought you said that he wasn't over her yet. Like, he always went to her grave." Brooke explained.

"Oh." I said quietly, looking down at my lap. "He told me that he was done with that, I don't know, I guess he just needed some time."

"How much time?" Brooke asked.

"She died, he's not going to just wake up one day and be completely over it." I sighed, running a hand through my hair, that was all tangled because I hadn't done anything with it since I took a shower before I came here.

"He shouldn't have started dating you if he wasn't totally over her, though." Brooke said, and I couldn't argue with her there. I had never really thought about that before, but it was true. If Ashton wasn't completely over Kenzie he shouldn't have gotten into a relationship with me.

"I guess you're right..." I trailed off, not wanting to admit it out loud.

"You know I'm right." Brooke laughed. She set the now empty plate of brownies down on the floor, sitting up straight and crossing her legs over each other.

"Okay, fine." I sighed, "But can we stop talking about this, please?"

I kind of just wanted to take a step back and forget all about Ashton, at least for a while. I was obviously upset about this and I wasn't making things any better by sitting here talking about him. I'd rather just stop thinking about him all together. I didn't think he was sitting around being upset over me.

"Okay." Brooke nodded slowly. "What should we talk about?"

"Uh, I don't know. How's your life? How's... you know." I said, gesturing to Brooke's growing baby bump.

"Things are fine, I guess." Brooke chuckled. "For now."

"Have you, like, gotten in contact with the father?" I asked, unsure of how I was supposed to word all of this. It wasn't my fault, I've never had a pregnant friend before.

"Yeah, he came to me first, actually. He has this girlfriend that apparently goes to our school?" Brooke said, almost like a question. I knew all about this already, unfortunately, from Michael. His stupid little friend Sarah was dating the stupid guy that got my stupid best friend pregnant.

"Right." I nodded, because I really wasn't in the mood to explain this whole story to Brooke. I knew that she knew about Michael and I being friends, but I doubt that she knew everything. She especially didn't know about the fight we had.

"He just got my number from someone and called to see how I was doing and everything, I told him my plans for adoption and he said that he'd be there if I needed anything...but I don't really think he will be." Brooke explained a little more, and I nodded again in response.

"I'm sorry." I apologized quickly, just because I felt that it was the right thing to say at the moment.

"You don't have to be sorry, I'm the one that fucked up." Brooke laughed.

"Well I won't argue with that." I shrugged, also letting a laugh slip out. It felt good to laugh, I felt like I had been crying too much lately.

"Anyway, - " Brooke began to speak again, but was cut off by her bedroom door flying open.

"I got five supreme soft shell tacos but two are for me and a large Diet Coke that I already drank half of and - " Luke stopped walking when he was about halfway into the room, a plastic bag from Taco Bell in one hand and a drink in the other, noticing for the first time that I was there.

I didn't understand why he was there at all, didn't he tell me just recently that he was going to break up with Brooke for good? Luke said that it wasn't worth it anymore, right? He loved Brooke but he didn't think it was right to be with her while she was pregnant with someone else's child. Maybe I'm imagining things and he didn't actually say that, maybe I'm going crazy.

"Dani, hi." Luke said softly, giving me a small wave. He walked over to the edge of Brooke's bed and dropped the bag of tacos in front of her. He took one last sip of the drink before handing it to Brooke as well, then took a seat next to her.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked, though I thought I already knew the answer. I figured that Luke and Brooke had decided to just stay friends, and unlike Ashton and I, it would actually work. They've known each other for basically all of high school while Ashton and I only met a few months ago, so I would seem like it'd be a lot easier for Brooke and Luke to stay friends through this breakup. It wouldn't be so easy for Ashton and I.

"Just delivering tacos to my girl." Luke shrugged, a small smile set on his lips. He crawled across the bed until he was right next to me, and then laid down flat, making himself comfortable.

"I - I thought you broke up?" I questioned, confusion clear in my voice.

"We're trying to stay friends." Brooke said, shooting a glare at Luke.

"I'm sorry." Luke sighed, but I saw the smile on his face which clearly stated that he wasn't actually sorry. I felt bad for Luke sometimes, because he was so in love with Brooke that he was blind, and he couldn't see that most of the time their relationship was not the...healthiest.

"Well, that's good." I smiled at them. I wasn't going to question them any further or try to start an argument, because this time it really wasn't worth it. They were my friends and if they were happy then I guess I should be too.

"Dani, do you want one of these?" Brooke asked, offering me one of her tacos. I shook my head, and Brooke shrugged and handed three tacos to Luke instead of just two like he had originally requested.

"So, Dani, why aren't you hanging out with Ashton? I mean, you haven't been around here lately.." Luke trailed off, already shoving food into his mouth. I cringed at the mention of Ashton's name and squeezed my eyes shut, trying really hard not to cry.

I was doing a good job of forgetting about Ashton until Luke brought him up again. But that wasn't his fault, because he couldn't have possibly known about Ashton and I breaking up, since it was only a few hours ago. Luke was asking a genuine question, he didn't mean to make me upset.

"Luke!" Brooke groaned, her mouth half full. "Dani and Ashton broke up this morning."

"Oh, fuck! Dani, I'm so sorry." Luke almost shouted, sitting up straight. He put a hand on my shoulder, like that would somehow make things better. It did momentarily, but the comforting feeling didn't last long.

"It's fine." I shrugged. It wasn't fine, but I didn't need to sit here and cry over Ashton again.

"What happened?" Luke asked, and Brooke shot him another glare.

She groaned loudly again, crumpling up the wrapping of her first taco and throwing it at Luke's head. It bounce off of his nose before falling to the ground. "She doesn't want to talk about it!"

"I'm sorry, don't answer that." Luke said quickly, but I was already ready to respond.

"We just weren't working. Too much drama." I explained vaguely, because the last thing I wanted to do was going into detail again. I would let Brooke fill in Luke completely later, when I wasn't around to hear the story again.

"I'm sorry," Luke chuckled, probably at the fact that he'd said sorry so many times in the past few minutes. That's what I was chuckling about, at least.

"It's okay, it was for the best." I shrugged. I didn't believe myself, but for Luke's sake, I was going to pretend I did.

"God, love sucks, doesn't it?" Luke sighed, eyeing Brooke out of the corner of his eye. She had finished up her second taco and was currently shoving all of the garbage back into the bag, holding it out for Luke to put his trash in as well.

"Yeah, it does." I sighed with him, and fell back onto the bed so I was laying next to him. A few seconds later I felt the weight on the mattress shift and Brooke was laying next to me too.

"I wish that we could go back in time to, like, Sophomore year." Brooke spoke, staring straight up at the ceiling. She had her hands on her stomach, slowly rubbing the small baby bump.

"Back when Dani's only problem was getting her drivers license." Luke laughed, nudging me in the side with his elbow.

"Now I can't even drive my car." I said, laughing at how ridiculous our lives had become. Brooke was right, Sophomore year was so much simpler, I would do anything to go back to a time like that, before all of this happened.

"Honestly, I don't think you're ever getting those keys back." Brooke giggled, covering her mouth with one of her hands.

"Yeah, Dani, your parents probably won't give them back until they're on their death beds." Luke said, raising a hand up to his head to run it through his hair.

"I've really missed you guys." I sighed after a minute of silence, coming to the realization that since I started dating Ashton I had practically no time for Brooke and Luke anymore. I shouldn't have put Ashton - or even Michael - before them, they were my best friends, they should ultimately come before anyone else.

"I think that we've really missed you, too." Luke nodded.

"I know I have." Brooke added, laughing a little. I was a bad best friend, I should have been there for Brooke this whole time and all I ever wanted to focus on was Ashton or Michael.

"I'm sorry that I haven't been around a lot, I just got a little...distracted." I said, searching for the right word.

"It's fine, I understand what it's like to get a new boyfriend that you really like." Brooke glanced over at Luke, who had taken his phone out and was playing a game. She was only saying that because she'd done the same thing I had - not nearly as bad, though - when her and Luke first started going out.

"I still love you, Brooke." Luke said quietly, not looking away from his phone. I know that Brooke heard him, because I saw the way her face seemed to light up when he said those words.

"And I still love you too, Luke." Brooke said, biting back a smile. Even when they were "broken up" I was still a third wheel.

The next few minutes were spent in silence as we all did what normal teenagers did when they were together: looked at their phones. I was in the middle of my sixth game of Flappy Bird - yes I still played, I was really trying to beat Michael's score, despite the fact that he was mad at me - when my phone vibrated and a new text message came in. It was from a new number, one that I didn't have in my contacts already.

I let out a small gasp as I opened up the message, seeing that it was from the last person I expected to text me. Luke and Brooke both craned their necks to see my phone as I read the message, unable to help a smile from spreading across my face.

I miss you so much it hurts - Michael

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This won't turn into a michael fanfic ok everything happens for a reason

I feel like no one is going to understand this whole Brooke/Luke situation so if you don't just ask and I'll explain ok

I hope you guys like this ((it was genuinely a filler this time lol))