Hey guys! What's up? My name's Diana. I'm new to fanfiction, and I'm a HUGE fan of Chloe and Derek, and of course, the entire Darkest Powers series. I LOVE it! So anyway, as I said, I'm new, so be nice! Anyway, I hope you enjoy my story about Chloe and Derek. Please review!
Disclaimer: To my dismay, I do not own Darkest Powers. They belong to Kelley Armstrong. (Tears.)
Chloe: Hey, Diana...Whatcha doing?
Me: Nothing. Just writing my story...why...?
Chloe: Oh, no reason. You finished with this? (Points to The Reckoning)
Me: Yeah...
Chloe: Oh, okay...(smiles evilly, backs away, hands behind back.)
Me: (Shrugs).
CHAPTER ONE
Chloe's POV:
I stared at my undeniably ugly black hair. Tori was right. Derek seriously should've let her pick out the colour. I sighed in frustration. Derek has been on my case lately about...well, about everything. Seriously. Every. Single. Thing. Like last night, I had a horrible nightmare where I raised a huge army of the undead. I woke up, shaking and sweaty, looking for Derek. I found him in the kitchen, lost in his thoughts, and right away he snaps his head up and starts barking at me. Saying random, stupid things, like, "What the hell are you doing here, Chloe? Go back to sleep! Now! You need rest so don't come to me with your stupid Simon problems!"
I mean, come on, Simon problems?
What the hell is that about?
That was out of line, even for Derek. So with no choice I was forced to go all the way back upstairs and try to sleep. I couldn't. And it didn't help when Tori started snoring loud enough to wake the entire house up.
Simon's POV:
"Bro?" I whisper into the darkness of the hall. I tiptoe down the hall, trying not to wake anyone up, knowing how clumsy I could be. "Bro?" I whisper again, opening me and Derek's bedroom door. It creaked open and I cursed. "Der-"
"What?"
I turn around to see Derek staring at me. I breathe a sigh of relief. "Derek, can we talk?" I ask, motioning him inside our room. He gives me a look but nods and walks in, lying down on his bed. I close the door and sit on mine.
"So Derek..." I begin. "You know how I like Chloe?"
He nods.
"Well, I was kind of wondering if you could help me ask her out...?"
He shoots me a look. "Seriously?" he snorts. "You, of all people, are asking me for dating advice?"
I shrug. "You're not that bad."
Derek just grunts and looks away.
"So can you? Please?" I beg. "Tell me what to do! Chloe's not like any other girl I've ever met. So, please, Derek?"
"Simon." Derek meets my gaze. I can't believe I'm saying this, but in his eyes I saw a glimmer of hurt, and a small spark of anger. "Just do it. Chloe may be different, but she's going to say yes. So just do it," he growled.
I sighed. He was right. Why would Chloe say no? She didn't push away when I held her hand. So I take that as a good sign. I'll ask her.
"Okay," I say. "You're right. Thanks, bro. I'll ask her tomorrow." I flash him a grin and he just grumbles. He gets up and walks to the bathroom to take a shower.
Derek's POV:
As I took a shower, I thought about Simon and Chloe. Would she actually say yes? I hoped not. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love my brother and I wanted him to be happy, but I just...I guess I don't want him to be happy with Chloe. I felt a pang of guilt. Why didn't I want him to be happy with Chloe? Did I like her?
I snorted.
No, of course not. I don't like Chloe. How could I like Chloe? Plus, even if I did, she would never ever like me back. I shook my head and shivered. How awkward would it be if I admitted I like Chloe (which I don't), and she didn't like me back?
No, scratch that.
She couldn't like me back. She wouldn't.
The odds are one in a million.
Plus, why do I even care?
I don't, right? Or maybe-
No. No I don't care. I don't care if Chloe likes me or not. Which she doesn't.
I sigh. Everything is so complicated. Chloe doesn't like me, I don't like her. Chloe and Simon like each other. End of story.
Kind of.
There we go! End of chapter one! I know, short right? But I promise they'll get longer and more exciting as I go on! Review please! :D