This one was inspired by
The Notebook
&
Two Is Better Than One by Boys Like Girls ft. Taylor Swift
(Derek and Chloe's song! Made OFFICIAL by ME!!!)
It's cute! Hope you like it!
The note sitting in my lap was staring at me intently…and vice-versa, of course.
Meet me outside – 12:00pm – We need to talk
- Simon
The words swirled in my head like a tornado. It was written in small, precise handwriting. Automatically, I knew it wasn't Simon who slid the note under my door and hour ago at 10:00pm.
It was Derek.
Why he thought I wouldn't come if he had sighed his own signature, I would never know.
I was going, though. That was decided when I realized it was Derek who had sent me the small scarp of paper. If he had to sneak around like this, then surely he had something important to tell me.
It felt good to be so...trusted. Derek didn't necessarily share his feelings…but he did share important plans with me. Then again, he probably told Simon first… No, because he never told Simon about his fever. But I stumbled upon that by accident…
No, he trusted me. He told me so himself…more or less. It's nice that he shares things with me, regardless.
With that last thought, I set my alarm – on low – for 11:30pm and fell into a peaceful sleep.
***
It seemed like merely seconds before my alarm awoke me with a soft buzzing. I groaned inwardly as I slipped silently out of bed to change into warmer clothes. I put on my sneakers, grabbed my iPod, and was out the door in minutes.
I crept silently around the house, trying to find the door in the blackness. When I finally found it, I went outside to the bushes and his behind one, making myself a makeshift fort. I got comfortable and cranked up my music.
After about three songs, I heard the front door creak. I heard the occasional crunch of fallen leaves, but otherwise silent footsteps notified me that it was definitely Derek. He stepped into my line of sight. His nostrils flared once.
"Chloe, I know you're here," he whispered load enough for me to hear.
"Oh, really?" I said, rising. My headphones fell out and I clutched my iPod. "I knew that you wrote that note. Not a doubt formed in my mind. But I still came."
I could practically see his eyes rolling. He shook his head and started walking off toward the woods. He must've known I would follow him, because he was walking quite slowly for Derek.
We walked deeper and deeper into the small forest outside of the safe house. Finally he stopped and leaned against a tree. I wheeled and stood mere millimeters from his bare chest. I blushed furiously and stepped back.
"So, you obviously wanted to talk. Shoot." Wow, that sounded harsh. It reminded me of Tori and I shuddered mentally.
"Yes, I wanted to talk," Derek snapped – only deserved, after my unexpected hateful mood swing. "I was just thinking, me and you should come up with some sort of escape plan. Simon wouldn't help – he's convinced Andrew's the good guy. I am, too, it's just…"
"…You don't fully trust him," I finished.
"Exactly," he replied, his voice softening within the seconds.
"Well…I'm going to need some time to think about it. I can't come up with ideas like that," I said, snapping my fingers on the word that.
"Good idea. Okay, so in the meantim- AHHHHHHHHH!" Derek fell to the ground in a guttural moan of agony. I fell instantly to my knees beside him, throwing my arm around his back.
"Derek? Derek? Derek?! Say something to me!" I squawked. I was nearly in hysterics.
Bones were popping and cracking.
"Chloe…go…"
"Not happening," I replied.
FULL…change…go!" he gasped out.
"No."
He gasped in pain and vomited into a nearby bush. I flew over to him and mumbled meaningless reassurances. He didn't protest. Bones popped and cracked as I tried my best to help Derek through his change. My soul was gaining weight and my heart sank with every second. Our eyes connected and something passed between us.
It felt as if my heart flew into my toes and then back up into my throat. I had to help him. He was so vulnerable and, believe it or not, weak. Not totally helpless, but it would be difficult to fight back against even me.
"Chloe…distance…NOW…" he whispered, trying to put force into his voice.
I reluctantly scrambled back a few meters. I watched, as Derek's transformation progressed within the minutes of the night.
Soon…there was a large, dark wolf standing where Derek's human form had been hours ago. His flaming green eyes had somehow gotten brighter than they were. They had taken on a somewhat dog-like glow. Mesmerizing…
His nostrils flared as he stood in an alert position. His head whipped around and our gazes met. The sinking/rising feeling was somehow much stronger this time. He took a small step toward me.
Derek's own words flew into my mind. "I'll have no control over my wolf side…"
I took a slow step back. Wolf-Derek started walking briskly to me. I started backing up at the same pace. He broke into a run. I followed suit, turning so that I was facing forward. Trees whipped by me so fast that I could only see the green.
I looked back and he was still chasing after me. More accurately, gaining on me. It was a bad idea to get into a race with an animal that had extremely superior speed. He was running beside me, now. He pulled in front of me, stopping. I almost tripped over him, but I gained my balance and stopped, breathless.
Wolf-Derek glared at me. Oh. I knew Derek was in there! He'd gotten me slightly paranoid. Slightly? Honey, you ran away from that boy like crazy. Shut up you stupid inner-voice! Get out of my head! I am your head! Whatever.
"Uh…sorry. You kind of had me paranoid. Thanks for that." A low rumbling came from his chest. A laugh. I brightened. His humor made me truly happy. What's with me? Are you really that naive, sweetie? Yes, so, if you could please tell me what's going on…? After you were so rude to me a while ago? I don't think so. Gee, what a help you are. Thanks! That is so not what I would say. But you said it, nonetheless. Shut up.
Derek jumped onto my shoulders suddenly, shoving me to the ground. Something fierce was in his eyes and doubts formed in my mind about who was in control at this moment.
He started to lick my face with a wolfy smile. Derek wouldn't do that…right?
"Ew!" I squealed. "Knock it off!" Derek or the wolf stopped immediately. He laid down on my stomach like Kari's puppy used to do to me. I smiled.
Derek nuzzled his nose into my neck. He was so soft. I yawned. Everything was going black and the last thing I seen were glowing, concerned, green eyes staring at me intently.
***
I woke and couldn't remember where I was. The bright sun hit my eyes. How did I get outside? Oh! Derek changed! I started to turn to look for him, but I couldn't. Something was restraining me. I craned my neck, searching for what was holding me in.
I blushed furiously. Derek had his arms around me. His nose was resting on the nape of my neck and he had a half-smile plastered on his now-clear face. He was wearing the only item of clothing that managed to survive the change…his boxers. I blushed a bright tomato red and a warm, a fuzzy feeling welled up deep in my stomach.
"Derek," I whispered, not really wanting to wake him. I didn't really have a choice, because the feeling in the pit of my stomach was crawling all over my insides, now. "Derek," I called, louder.
He stirred in his sleep and smiled a little wider. In that moment, he woke up, looking around frantically. I smiled slightly and looked down at our intertwined bodies. His cheeks tinted an almost unnoticeable pink as he unwound his arms from around my waist. My heart sank and didn't come back up again until I heard his voice.
"Sorry," he mumbled. My pulse quickened.
"It's fine," I said, way too enthusiastically. I tried a subject change. "So, final change, huh?"
He grinned. "Yeah. I don't know how I'm going to change from here, though."
"At will, maybe? We could try it sometime-"
"Chloe?" He cut me off.
I glanced at him, startled. "Huh?" I asked, dumbly.
He looked absolutely mortified. This isn't the first time I wished I could read minds. "Derek?" I asked.
"I…uh…um…what?"
"Don't pull that. What were you going to say?" My heart was pounding in my chest. Surely he could hear it.
"I love you and I think you're my mate," he blurted, and then took a step back, placing a hand near his mouth, as if he didn't want to say it.
My heart was soaring. That…feeling. That's what it was all along. Love.
"I think I love you, too," I said, stunned by the strength of my own words.
We walked toward each other slowly and, when we finally were only inches away, my whole body stated tingling, and I knew our assumptions were true. We embraced for quite a while after that.
***
After I went back up to my room, I was laying on my back, thinking of Derek, when something poked my back. I reached under myself, only to pull out the note that Derek had slid under my door. The same note that had started it all.
