Stupid Little Notes
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A/N: Okay, I got such great feedback for the last chapter, so thank you all, so much! To all my wonderful readers, here's chapter 9:
Chapter 9: Stupid Little Notes
Casey silently crawled to the spot where she had left her dress and slipped it on. She stood up and walked over to where Derek was sitting, just staring at the floor and his hands. She held out his suit jacket and he looked up at her in confusion.
"Case…it's freezing, where that." She pushed the jacket further into his face and shook her head. "This is so stupid, Case. Just wear the jacket; remember? You…you sang the Christmas carols, you asked for it, where it." She just let the jacket slip off her finger and into his lap, with that, she walked away.
"Casey…" She shook off the shivers that went down her spine at the pleading way her name rolled off his tongue.
You've got to be kidding me…why am I feeling guilty? Because I didn't answer a stupid question? What the hell was I supposed to say, "I kissed you because I'm madly in love with you, because you're drop dead gorgeous, because no matter how freaking hard I try to shove those stupid thoughts of your smile and laugh and eyes from my mind I can't"? Was that seriously what she expects me to say?
Derek shook his head, this is bullshit, he thought and threw his head back against a wall. There really was a simple explanation to why he kissed her yesterday…
…because the great Derek Venturi fell in love with his stepsister, grade-grubbing, Klutzilla, Casey McDonald.
XOXO
Suiting herself back into the secluded corner, Casey willed the tears to vanish. Why did he have to be so…Derek? That was the only way to describe him, Derek. One moment he could be the most annoying thing on earth, then the next he was the most wonderful boy anyone had ever seen.
One moment Casey hated him, the next she loved him. But lately, the great portion of her heart that held hate was disintegrating; all left was love; and she hated herself for that.
A large part of her wanted to hear his explanation, but another was just…tired? No. Angry? No. Annoyed? Not that. Afraid? Well, she didn't want to hear it was a mistake…but that still wasn't it.
Was it…longing? She had to wonder…was it because she had harboured feelings for so long she just wanted, if ever there was, the words to be confessed more, dare she think it, romantically? Bingo. That was it. But how was Derek to know? What if he doesn't even care about me?
Stupid heart. Why does everything in your heart have to be so…true? Again, she cursed her heart.
XOXO
Derek smirked at the items in his hand, two pens and a notepad. Good enough. He hadn't touched his jacket since Casey had worn it; it'd be like giving up, and Derek Venturi did not give up on something he desired so.
He scribbled onto a paper then crumbled it around a pen, aiming in the general direction of Casey, he threw the paper ball.
It landed next to Casey's leg and she looked at it curiously; she picked it up and removed the pen then read.
Hey.
That was it; "Hey", that was all he wrote, her mind sneered.
Dork.
She threw the paper back and heard him scoff loudly.
She speaks! Or…y'know…writes; what's up?
Casey picked up the ball and read once more.
Are you mentally challenged? What do you want, Derek?
A chance to explain, PRINCESS.
Don't call me that; and you had a chance to explain; what, did you think up a great excuse and now you want to share it?
No! Look, there's a simple explanation, three words to be exact. You don't need a big attention span to comprehend them.
I hate you.
Close enough.
Huh?
Suddenly a ball flew out and hit her in between the eyes.
I love you.
Casey felt her eyes glaze over with joyful tears.
XOXO
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." Derek muttered, hitting his head lightly against the wall with every word. He hadn't even realized that someone was watching him until a paper ball hit him on the nose between the eyes. He opened it carefully.
Softie
He looked up to see Casey beaming at him; she sits next to him and smiles her wonderful smile. Then, without warning, she put her hand to the back of his neck and pulled him forward.
Their lips collided and Derek pulled Casey onto his lap as his fingers made random circular motions on her hips through her dress. Their kisses became for feverish and fiery as Casey wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself against his chest.
XOXO
"You know what? I give up! I need to go Christmas shopping, I'm just wasting my time with this scheme…I'll have to rethink this, they like each other and that much is obvious…except to each other." Nora shook her head and walked away.
"I mean…she walks away disappears for twenty minutes wearing only his suit jacket then reappears with her dress on, hands him his jackets and disappears again. What the hell is all that about?!" Nora asked herself as she made her way to the car.
XOXO
Derek moved his lips away from hers and trailed them along her jaw line, down her neck, up the other side of her neck and up to her earlobe. He bit down lightly and felt her shiver immensely.
"Derek…" His name came out breathily yet powerfully moaned at the same time, this time he shivered. He trailed his hot lips to her collar bone and she let out tiny moans while he worked at one soft and sensitive piece of skin; upon seeing his mark was left he went back to her lips.
Casey swung one of her legs over so she was straddling him while he sat with her wrapped tightly in his arms. She pressed hot, long kisses on his ear and neck while her fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck; he groaned and she smirked, swallowing the rest of his groans with a long, passionate kiss.
The kissing ceased and Casey lay her head in the crook of Derek's neck and placed her hand over his heart, feeling the racing beat on her fingertips.
"Softie, huh?" Derek said quietly, catching his breath; she swung her leg over she was no longer straddling him, but merely sitting on his lap.
"That was the sweetest thing ever, so don't say you didn't see that coming. You told me you love me on some stupid little note we were exchanging; after I said 'I hate you' no less." He chuckled.
"Yeah…well, you made out with me in an old, dusty, cold garage." He cocked his head to the side and she pouted. "What?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, still putting and looked him in the eyes.
"I'm cold." Her pout grew and he smirked, handing her the jacket he had yet to put on.
"Your wish is my command." He whispered in her ear as he slipped the jacket over her shoulders. She laughed.
"What are you, a genie?" He rolled his eyes playfully and nodded. "Really? Because I think that's just a tad to feminine." He immediately shook his head quickly.
"Genie? Where? Where'd you see a genie? I see you, me and a lobster somebody made me make out with." He rubbed his nose against hers in an Eskimo kiss then smirked as she laughed. "You've got to admit; that was the sexiest shellfish make out scene you've ever witnessed." He winked as she laughed harder.
"That's not a huge accomplishment hotshot!" He pouted, then looked down, pretending to cry, she sighed, trying not to smile, "but, fine; since I've never seen a shellfish and a human boy make out I'll put it on my top ten list." She laughed mid-sentence and he pouted again, and then sniffled.
"Stop trying to make me smile; you're just doing that. Just go and forget about me and go try and find a way out so you can be with your non-shellfish making-out cool friends." He kept pouting and Casey smiled.
"I don't want you to smile, your pout is far too cute; plus none of my friends make out with shellfish." She pinched his cheek lightly then kissed his pout that made his boyish features shine through, making him look so young and adorable. She pecked the pout repeatedly until Derek held his against his lips and grazed his tongue along her bottom lip; she welcomed him immediately and their tongues battled for dominance.
They pulled apart, panting slightly.
"I love you." Derek let out a long breath, the words tangled in with it. Casey smiled at the spoken words and hugged him tightly.
"I love you." She smiled at him and he gathered her tightly in his arms, giving her lips a slow, soft kiss, filled with nothing but love.
"What do you think our parents will say?" He asked her, worry flashing through his eyes.
"Maybe…maybe we should wait to tell them?" She asked, afraid that he may take it the wrong way, but she let out a breath she was unknowingly holding when he nodded.
"I think…yeah; that's a great idea…Dad might spaz out." He chuckled at the thought of George going pale and falling over.
"So it's settled? What…what exactly are we?" He raised and eyebrow and she blushed.
"Well," He lifted her chin so she was looking at him in all her blushing glory, "you're adorable-and hot- and I'm sexy-and hot- and we're a couple-and hot-." He smirked as she rolled her eyes.
"And delusional; I may be hot and sexy…but you?" He raised and eyebrow, "I can't think of anything." She giggled. "I guess sexy and hot work." She blushed again and he kissed each of her warm cheeks.
"Aw…my Casey is shy…" She kissed him gently again and they sat in silence, a kiss every now and again as they just enjoyed each other.
A/N: Okay, I'm sorry this isn't as humorous but I got you some MAJOR Dasey, you're welcome. So, the next chapter is done, just review and it shall b granted. REVIEW PLEASE!! I'M NOT POSTING UNTIL AFTER TEN REVIEWS!!!
