OK IMPORTANT!

I changed Cam's age from ten to eleven. I actually changed it a while ago, but I must have forgot to mention it, so super sorry for that.

So yup that was it.

Hope you like the story!

Chapter 7

"This is fucking impossible!" Derrick shouted in frustration as he stirred the sauce, "How the fuck do you fucking do this every fucking night!"

"Language!" I scolded him, "Cam is right there!"

Derrick pouted, "Sorry"

I waved him off, "It's ok just hurry up with that sauce, we have to eat!"

It was now eight o'clock and we have yet to finish making dinner. I decided to make something extremely simple like pasta but for some reason Derrick didn't seem to know how to do that either. I wonder how this boy got by in college. It's pretty disgraceful.

Finally after another five minutes were able to finish the sauce and put the pasta in. That goodness I don't think my stomach could wait any longer.

"Hey Cam get your lazy butt in here and set the table!" I shouted to Cam who was in the living room. He decided against cooking with us and instead was watching TV.

Cam groaned, "God mom how long does it take to make pasta?" He picked up the plates and forks and started to set the table.

I giggled, "Ask Derrick,"

Derrick growled at me, "If I didn't like you, I would hate you."

This time I broke out laughing.

"It's not funny." Derrick pouted. This just made me louder. I grabbed onto the edge of the counter to stop myself from falling down.

"Seriously Mass!" He was whining.

"Ok, ok I'm done," I said trying to catch, but then it started all over again, "Never mind"

Before I knew what was happening, I felt Derrick's chest pressed against mine. This was very affection at stopping laughing.

"Um Derrick what are you doing?" I breathed.

He let out a low chuckle, "It wasn't funny."

I blinked and watched as his eyes dropped to my lips. Slowly he started to lean in. I know I we were just friends, but friends kiss too right? Our lips were millimeters away. I could feel his hot breath on my lips. Just as he was about to close the gap, Cam burst into the room.

"Hey guys what happened to the," Cam stopped as soon as he saw our positions. His eyes went super wide and his mouth popped open, "Um…what…um…how…wait…huh?"

I pushed Derrick off of me quickly, "Nothing, it was nothing. Did you set up the table?"

Cam looked beyond confused that I would be happy if it stayed that way, "Um yeah but,"

I grabbed that pasta that we finished and headed to the table. Silently the four of us sat down and ate. After a few awkward minutes of silence and a noise burp from both the boys, the conversation started to just flow.

"So you expect me to believe that you barked at your date?" Derrick asked Cam completely in disbelief, "That's crazy. There is no way!"

Cam nodded his head, "I did too!"

"Did not!" Derrick relied shaking his head.

"Did too"

"Did not"

"Too"

"Not"

I groaned, "He did ok! God you guys are such five year old!"

Derrick looked confused, "Why would you do that?"

"He was trying to feel my mom up." My eyes widened in shock. I wasn't sure if it was because he saw that or because he knew what that was. Derrick however burst out laughing.

"You're a good kid you know that?"

Cam snorted, "Can you tell mom that she grounded me for a month."

"Hey, in my defense that was extremely rude behavior." I resorted.

Cam raised an eyebrow at me, "Yes but slapping the guy isn't."

"Ok you're young and can still, despite living with me, be a nice kid. I'm almost twenty-four. So boy let's face it there ain't no way of making me good."

"There is that accent again." Derrick interrupted, "Where did you learn that? And how did you get it to sound so perfect?"

I shook my head, "I'm not telling."

Derrick growled. God he does that a lot, "I'll get it out of you Block."

I leaned in a little, 'I don't think you can."

"I guess I have to prove you wrong Block," Derrick said with a smirk on this face.

"Bring it Harrington," I wasn't exactly sure we were talking about my accent anymore. We stared at each other dead in the eye for several minutes because Cam cleared his throat.

"Um I actually have some homework to do, so I'm going to go and do that." Cam said in a rush before dashing upstairs.

Derrick also cleared his throat, "Here I'll help with the dishes."

I put my hands up to stop him, "No you are the guest, and I already made you cook. I can't let you clear the table too."

"Massie I offered to cook."

I picked up all the dishes before he could, "Nope too slow."

He smirked at me. He grabbed the plates and held them high above his head, "Too short!"

I stomped my foot, "That's not fair!"

"All's fair in love and war deary." Derrick mocked as he went to into the kitchen to wash them. I stalked after him, cursing him under my breath. By the time I got to the kitchen he already started to wash. Annoyed I grabbed the towel and started to dry the plate. Derrick looked over at me, and gave me a small smile.

"Thanks for today." Derrick said in such a soft voice I wasn't sure he actually said something.

I raised my eyebrow at him, "For what?"

"For showing me how being a part of a family feels like." He replied without looking up from the plate he was washing.

I smiled, "Thanks for being a part of our family."

Derrick finally looked at me and gave me a small smile. Together we washed the rest of the dishes in silence. After we were finished, I put everything back. I didn't have to fight him for once. It was probably because he didn't know where anything went.

I snuck a quick glance at the clock to see that it was only nine o'clock. It was only then that I saw how messy the kitchen actually was. I really didn't want Derrick to help me clean that too, so I thought of something else.

"Hey Derrick," I made sure I had his attention before continuing; "Can you go upstairs and check on Cam really quick?"

"Sure," Derrick jumped out of his chair and headed upstairs.

I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding. It was like every time I was with Derrick, I was holding my breath. It's like those corny chick-flicks were there are sparks and loud music whenever the guy and girl look at each. God I'm so confused.

I shook my head in an attempt to clear my head. Turning the music on, I started to clean. Apparently the kitchen wasn't as messy as I thought, so I was done cleaning in less than twenty minute. That was when I started to wonder what the boys were doing.

I tiptoes up the stairs and crept toward Cam's room. Slowly I let the door creak up. I almost gasped at what I saw. Cam was sitting on his bed flipping though his sports magazine and Derrick was focusing on the paper in front of him. You didn't have to be a genius to know that Derrick was probably doing Cam's homework.

I walked it hands on hips, "What is going on in here?"

Cam jumped out of bed, "Nothing."

Derrick still hadn't looked up from the paper. When Cam noticed I was giving Derrick the death glare, he gave him a nudge.

"Huh? What," Derrick asked confused until he finally saw me, "Um how long have you been standing there."

"Long enough," I crossed me arms, "I don't know what is weirder. That fact that you are doing Cam's homework or that you don't seem to get it."

Derrick threw his hands up, "I swear we didn't learn this when I was in fourth grade."

"Just give it back to Cam." I said rolling my eyes before turning to Cam, "And you mister are going to finish that and then go straight to bed. It's almost ten."

Cam groaned, "Do I have to,"

I gave him a look and he quickly closed his mouth. I grabbed Derrick by the shirt and dragged him downstairs.

"Well I guess it's time for me to go then huh?" Derrick said getting his coat off the rack, "I'll be back tomorrow."

I laughed, "I'd be surprised if you weren't."

Derrick stuck his tongue out at me as he opened the front door, "You love me."

"What ever gets you through the night hun," I giggled.

He winked at me before he walked to his car. I leaned on the door frame as I watched him leave. After giving him a quick wave, he zoomed off. I shook my head. Clearly the speed limit doesn't apply to him.

I laughed as I went inside and closed the door behind me. Derrick really wasn't a bad guy. You know when he isn't a pig. It's just for the first time I feel full. Like for the past years I have been looking for ways to feel the gap, but nothing really interested me. Then Derrick came into my life, and I feel full. I never such a close friend that I could tell everything to like how be told me about his father. Kristen and Dylan are both amazing friends, but with Derrick I feel like I tell him everything and he would listen. I like that feeling mostly because I haven't had it in a while.

I sighed. My brain was running on over time. I climbed upstairs to check on Cam. When I looked into his room, I saw that he was sleeping. I slowly shut the door and walked to my room. It wasn't too late. I knew Cam wasn't going to waste a second walking me up this morning though, so I decided to hit the sack early. I didn't realize how tired I actually was until I was one the bed. I fell into a slumber sleep less than two seconds later.

"Get up mom!" There it was that annoying sound, "Rise and shine!" It was worse than the alarm clock, "Good morning sunshine the earth says hello,"

I glared at him, "We are never watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory ever again."

Cam laughed, "Hey I got you up!"

I groaned again, throwing the covers over my face. Not even seconds later, I instantly felt the cold air surround me. I felt for the blanket around me but found that it was missing.

"Cam," I whined, "Five more minutes"

Cam held the blanket behind his back, "Nope get in the bathroom missy."

I growled, something I picked up from Derrick before I bragged myself to the shower. After a good fifteen minutes I was showered, dressed, and headed downstairs.

"Morning Cam," I said giving him a peck on the cheek. I laughed when he scrunched his face up and started to rub his cheek, "Aw Cam I don't have cooties."

"How about I test to see," I heard a voice call from behind me. I spun around to see Derrick standing in this sweats and a plain white tee. God love that band.

I shook my head at him, "What did you do before you met you?"

"He must have been super depressed 'cause let's face it life is only good with the Blocks," Cam explained making both Derrick and I laugh. I have the cutest kid.

Derrick ruffled his hair, "You don't know how true you are."

I handed Cam his bagel and stuffed one in Derrick's mouth, "Alright boys let's get moving."

"Hey, hey, hey I'm going to drive you." Derrick said rushing to the door.

I raised an eyebrow at him, "Now why would you do that when I have my own car?"

"Well one, it's better for the environment. You know one car instead of two. And two you had me over for dinner, so I want to do something in return."

I rolled my eyes at him, "I did it out of the good of my heart, come one Cam."

We walked out the door with Cam behind me. I turned around when I got to my car to see Cam and Derrick with matching mischievous smiles on their faces. Derrick slowly started to come toward me.

"Derrick stay the heck away from me?" I put a warning finger up at him, but he was coming toward me. Before I knew it, Derrick grabbed me by the waist and threw me over his shoulder. I could hear Cam cheer from the car, Derrick's car that is. Cam opened the passenger door and let Derrick dump me onto the seat. I was about to jump out, but Cam closed the door quickly.

"Think about how helpful this is to the environment." Derrick reasoned.

I stuck my tongue out at him, "I hate you."

"No you don't." He stated before heading off to the school. The drive to school consisted of Cam telling Derrick about his soccer team. I stayed quiet. Cam would tell me these things sometimes too, but it wasn't the same. I didn't understand a thing he was saying, and he knew. But there he was telling Derrick someone that understood. I would have thought Derrick wouldn't have cared if I wasn't actually in the car. He was actually listening and giving him tips. Almost like a…father.

"Alright bud this is your stop we'll pick you up when schools over." Derrick said pulling up in front of the school.

"Ok bye mom, bye Derrick!" Cam shouted as he jogged over to his friends.

Derrick turned to me, "So work?"

I giggled, "That was the plan."

The drive was fairly silent. It wasn't awkward, quite the opposite in fact. It was comfortable. It was a good feeling.

Derrick stopped in front of the car, and put the car in park, "I'll walk you in."

"You really didn't have to drive us. I have a car" I said getting out of the car.

Derrick got out as well and walked over to my side, "But isn't this so much better."

"Bite me," I called over my shoulder. I felt his hand around my wrist puling me back. The cold metal was pressed onto my back. Derrick's hands were on either side of the hood, and he was leaned into me.

"Where sweetheart?" Derrick asked in a low, husky voice.

How was it? I hope it was good I worked super hard on this!