ugh what joy.
dont worry ill be updating because my best friend is breathing down my neck hiting me with pencils and making sure i do it so yes i will be updating.
i made this a LWD fanfic because a-the only thing im interested in right now and b-the onlything i can write about at this point.
SO yes. Read. Enjoy. REVIEWWWW.
thank you and yeah.
Disclaimer - I donot own lwd. donot sue. and no i am not working on papers for who ever payesderek. bryan greenberg is enough :
She walked hastily down the stairs, into the kitchen and in front of him.
Her look was unspeakable; it held so many feelings, so much confusion, love, passion, hatred, and insightfulness that you could barley tell she was the same person.
He was slouching on the couch, legs parted between them, looking into her eyes, one arm on the armrest, and the other filled with the remote.
She looked at him, her face changing into a softer much more her look as she walked in between his legs and leaned down.
"Did you really mean what you said?" she said looking down at him, intrigued.
"Maybe I Did, Maybe I Didn't." he replied leaning his head a little to left, a smirk appearing on his lips.
"Derek. Please, be serious." She moved her hair out of eyes "Did you mean it?"
He sighed, looking down. Returning his gaze to her, pulling her down to him, and placing a lock of hair behind her ear.
"Yes, every word of it."
She sighed and placed her forehead on his. And whispered.
"That's what I was afraid of"
xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Casey walked out of the shower, her hair sticking to her back as she wrapped her towel around her and walked to the mirror.
She sighed worryingly as she thought about the night before.
What the hell was that dream about?
She shook her head and walked out of the bathroom door
She turned pale as she heard whistling behind her.
She stopped in her tracks when she realized what day it was.
Wednesday. The day Derek and His Hockey Buddies came home and played video games.
"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap," she thought as she ran into her room, slamming the door, not even caring about which it was. She just wanted out.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
she waited for them to leave and walked out of her room entering her kitchen,
Hoping she wouldn't run into the last person she would ever want to run into now.
"Wow Case, Nice sand which making skills you have there."
No such Luck.
She turned around and began sliding the knife into the center making two halves.
She rolled her eyes as she handed him the other half.
"Have a nice day I presume?" he said, noticing her actions.
"Oh big word and yes, it was utterly delightful. I mean who wouldn't enjoy being gazed at right out of the shower by her annoyingly hateful step-brothers whole hockey team."
His jaw tightened as he almost choked on his sand which.
"Excuse me what?"
"Oh yeah didn't they tell you? I was there Saturday night love show. They caught me when I was all wet and steamy" she said disgustingly as she sat down and began eating her piece.
He closed his eyes and grabbed the counter. Her face grew confused as she looked at him.
"Who?"
"Uhm I don't know. I didn't really stick around long enough to see."
"Don't worry I'll find out."
"Der, Why are you acting like this?"
"Like what?"
"Like MY overprotective boyfriend."
He ignored that burst of hope he got in his gut as he looked at her.
"No. They just know not to mess with you."
He walked away before she could say anything else.
He just left her there. Confused and still wanting more.
His specialty.
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