an: so, its been a while since i made a oneshot. so i wrote one in fifth hour.
Just Because.
I sighed as I cleaned up the kitchen. Why did Derek have to be such an insensitive jerk? I looked down at the floorand groaned. Chocolate chips were scattered about, along with a few splatters of batter. I tucked a peice of stray brown hair behind my ear. Derek was so dead. All the sudden I got an idea. I smirked abd threw the dish towel on the counter, going into the living room and up the stairs. I silentley layed on the bed and opened my book. I started to read the page I left off on. I smirked when I heard Mom and George yell "Derek!" But my smirk soon disappeared when I heard "CASEY!!" I closed my book, saving the page of course, and went down the steps quickly.
"Casey, you made this mess and didn't clean it up? Whats wrong? Are you feeling okay?"
"Fine," I started. "It just Derek came in here while I was making cookies and started messing with everything. He threw the vanilla bottle in the air and alwast dropped it, He broke open the bag of chocolate chips before throwing them in the air to see how any he could catch in his mouth, and he tried to eat the batter, and dropped a few spallters on it on the floor. I didn't think it was fair that I should clean up his mess.
"Derek, is that true?" George looked at his son. I expected him to say "No! It was all casey!"
But much to my suprise, he said with no hint of sarcasm, "Yea, sorry Dad. I'll clean it up." He sighed and picked up the towel.
Later on, I walked into his room. He was sitting on his bed, eyes closed, earphones on, mouthing the words of the song. His was laid back, with his hands behind his head.He was kind of adorable like that. Woahhh, wait. Hes my step-brother. I can't say that sort of stuff. He was just wearinga brown fitting tee, jeans and his hair was kind of messy. But my mind kept saying he was cute anyways. I kept saying back, in my thoughts of course, "Mind stop! Hes my STEP BROTHER!" It would just counter with "But step is the key word. Hes adorable and you know it." I finally gave in and silently agreed. I tapped on Dereks shoulder and he opened his eyes. The were kind of glassy, like we was about to cry? But that was crazy. He quickly took off his IPod headphones and looked up at me.
"What Space Case?" He asked with a slight sigh.
"Well, Dereka, I just wanted to thank you for taking full responibility earlier." I looked at him. I leaned down a little and lightly hugged him. He stood up and hugged me back tightly.
"What was that for?" He asked after we'd let go.
"Just because." I said, then turned to leave. Derek suddenly garbbed my wrist and I whirlled around."DER-EK!" I started to yell. But I didn't get to finish because I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine. I couldn't believe it. Derek Venturi was kissing me, and I was kissing him back. It was like his kiss sent sparks though my body. I smiled when he let me up for air and pulled me into a hug. "Now, what was that for?"
"Just because." He said, letting me go a little. I looked up at him. I gazed into his eyes and then we were kissing again. And the weird thing is that its all I ever wanted.