WRONG NUMBER // C.L ( #wattys2019 ) EDITING

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"Um, what do you mean you're leaving?" Brooke scrunched up her eyebrows in confusion, her eyes on Eric.

Hayden had allowed her and Carson to come back in the house after he saw them talk through the living room window.

They were sitting on the couch, Brooke pressed against Carson's side, while his arm was draped over her shoulders.

"What you heard," Eric replied. "I'm gonna show the boys around and you two can...catch up? I don't know, but what I do know is that we're leaving."

"What if - " A bark coming from the back door stopped Brooke from talking. Eric raised a finger, then rushed to open up the door for a freezing Willow. Eric picked the dog up, smiling as she licked all over his face.

"I forgot to let her back in."

"Oh my goodness, is this James?!" Carson jumped up and took the puppy from Eric. She wagged her tail excitedly, enjoying the abundance of attention she was getting.

"Yep, it is," Eric smiled, then returned his attention to Brooke.

"What were you saying?"

"What if mom comes home early or something?" Brooke finished what she had wanted to ask earlier.

"Uh...you tell her that this is Carson and he came to visit? What's the big deal?" Eric raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know if she'll be - "

"Don't worry, B, I already talked to mom," he put his sister at ease. "She's okay with it as long as you two sleep in separate rooms."

"Aw, man," Carson joked, putting James down.

"Watch it mate," Eric slapped his arm playfully, then placed a kiss on Brooke's  forehead.

"We're gonna get going now. See you guys later."

"Bring back food!" Brooke called as Hayden, Greg and Eric left the house.

Brooke and Carson heard the slamming of car doors and then the sound of it driving away.

"We're all alone," Carson said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"What do you propose we do?" Brooke played along, trailing her fingers up his arm.

"I don't know, you tell me,"

"I was thinking..." she began.

"Yeah?" Carson couldn't wait to hear Brooke say she wanted to -

"Let's bake a cake!" She squealed, running away from him and towards the kitchen.

Carson frowned, following after her slowly,

"Yay, just what I was thinking."

"Mmm, I'm sure you were," Brooke laughed, taking out all the ingredients they would need to bake a delicious, vanilla cake.

"Ugh, Brooke, you should be kissing me and loving me and enjoying my company."

"I am!" She smiled, throwing her hands up in the air. Her smile quickly faded and carson  tilted his head in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just...we didn't really officially get back together," Brooke said, dropping the whisk she had just picked up on the kitchen counter.

"Are you serious?" Carson questioned, sighing.

"Yes," she nodded, stepping closer to him, until she was standing right in front of him.

"You never asked."

"Fine," Carson cleared his throat and Brooke giggled.

He got down on one knee and she had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

"Brooke, I am madly in love with you and nothing would make me happier than- "

"Carson, I'm too young to get married."

"I was trying to be romantic, not propose!"

"Okay, go on," she grinned."Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"

"Hmm," Brooke put her finger on her chin as she tried to look deep in thought.

Carson looked hopeful, smiling up at her.

"Yes, of course," she pulled him up and pressed her lips to his in a short kiss, before she pulled away.

"That was a lot better than the first time we became official."

"The first time was odd," Carson agreed.

"Now, let's do this thing," Brooke set a bowl down on the island.

"Oh boy."

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