Disaster. An utter, complete disaster. She was so damned. She had forgot her personal organizer A.K.A the most crucial object on her entire life at home. And she lost the bus. Derek was probably already home taking advantage of her lapse to screw her even further. She couldn't live without that notebook. Everything was there, her whole life. She got home running upstairs to check if it was still where she left it. It was nowhere to be seen. The sneaky jerk. She turned around heading to Derek's room.
- Ugh, De-rek!- he heard as his room's door crashed opened. Casey barged in stomping her feet and slammed the door shut.
- Yes?
- Where did you hide my personal organizer!?
- Hmm... personal organizer... personal organizer...- he said making a fake thoughtful face and taping his chin- I can't recall any personal organizers.
- Oh you can! You definitely can!
He got up and proceeded to stand face to face with her, crossing his arms, a smirk growing in his expression.
- And why exactly would I give back the supposed organizer? What's in it for me?
She crossed her arms, standing straighter, looking defiantly at him.
- You could simply give it back because it's MINE.
- Hahaha Case,- he took a step closer to her, she stiffened.- you know I'm not giving it back that easily.
- What do you want?- she looked at him trying to seem as cold as possible. She hated it when that happened. They got too close, her fingers tingled and her breath hitched. She hated that she liked it so bad.
- What I want Case?- he got even closer. She took a step back but he proceeded to walk forward until her back hit the wall. He leaned into her ear and whispered.- What I want isn't a really good idea.
- Wh-what do you mean with that?- she breathed harshly trying to keep calm, this wasn't happening. He was just teasing her. He faced her.
- What do you think I mean Case? You know exactly what I'm talking about.
Her breath ceased. "You know what" she thought "Whatever". She didn't give a shit anymore. She smirked gathering some bravery and proceeded to play with some of the hair in the back of his neck. She looked him in the eyes.
- Maybe I do.
His eyes went wide. He wasn't expecting that reaction. He thought she'd probably push him away and run back to her room or cut him off and just pretend it never happened as always. But that was new. He looked at her, her mouth was partly opened breathing erratically, her eyes never leaving him, her hand in his hair sent shivers down his spine.
- Screw it.- he said slamming her against the wall and kissing her as hard as he could.
She put her arms around his neck getting even closer. He sledded his hands down her body stopping on her waist. He deepened the kiss, tasting her as much as he could. He waited so long for that. The both of them.
They broke apart and stared at each other, taking deep breaths.
- So...
- So...
- Interesting.- Derek said one eyebrow up.
- Very interesting.- Casey agreed looking to anywhere but him- Ahm... I'm gonna go back to my room, could you retrieve my organizer?
- Uhm... yeah, I can.- Derek walked to his shelf opening a drawer and handed it to her.
She tried to reach it but he pulled it back holding her wrist and pulling her to him.
- One last thing...
He kissed her again, his hands sliding up her hair, she held his shirt's collar pulling him closer.
He pulled off and smirked. "Who knew she had a talent beside being a keener..." he thought. She smiled back at him.
- Goodnight Derek.
- Goodnight Casey.