A/N: I was struck with inspiration! Well, here it is! Please review! I need to be supported! :]


MPOV

I sobbed quietly on my bed, ignoring Mark's constant knocks on my bedroom door.

"Meredith! Open your damned door!"

"Go away, Mark!" I shrieked. "This is your fault and I don't ever want to talk to you again!"

"Derek is here." I stopped crying and looked up to my door.

"Don't lie to me." I said quietly.

"Meredith." Derek's smooth voice filtered in through the crack in my door and I slid off my bed and walked over cautiously. I heard Mark muttering to Derek, and Derek telling him to fuck off and leave him alone.

"Meredith...we need to talk. About today?"

"No! Why don't you just leave, Derek? Please?"

"I can't do that Meredith. Not while you're upset. Now please, open your door and let me in."

"Screw you." I huffed and slid down my door to the floor. I heard his retreating footsteps and didn't know whether to sigh in relief or throw the door open and beg him to come back. I closed my eyes and let my head drop back against the door, choosing to sigh.

I was startled when I heard my bedroom window slide open.

"Derek! What in the hell do you think you're do-" he cut me off with an aggressive kiss, his hands knotting in my hair. He pushed me back against the wall, quite roughly I might add, and trailed his lips up my jawline to my ear.

"When said we needed to talk, I meant it, damn it. Why are you so fucking stubborn?"He practically growled into my ear, leaning back to look into my eyes. At the sight of his brilliant blue eyes I teared up.

"Meredith," he whispered reverently, and the tears spilled over onto my already-blotchy cheeks.

FLASHBACK

I walked into school and found Derek waiting in the main hall for me. We made eye contact and he motioned with his eyes for me to follow him. He took a turn down a side hall that everyone referred to at the band hallway. We passed the two doors leading into the band room and turned into an office at the end of the hall.

I barely had time to raise my eyebrow in question before he attacked my lips with his own.

"I missed you, Meredith." he muttered in between kisses.

"You left my house an hour ago, Derek," I giggled as his lips slid down my neck. Suddenly, his hands were at the bottom of my shirt and he tugged up gently, his eyes full of question and longing. I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth and began to pull my shirt up and off. He helped me, groaning when he was face-to...face? With my boobs. I blushed after I dropped my shirt on the ground, crossing my arms over my breasts instinctively.

"Oh don't do that, Mer. You're so fucking beautiful." He groaned, pulled my arms down, and slid his own shirt off. He grinned wickedly when he noticed my bra, and my blush deepened. I was wearing the indigo, polka-dotted bra I had been wearing when he threw rocks at my window so I would open the door.

"How did you know I liked indigo," he recalled, laughing quietly.

I smiled back and ran my hand down his naked chest. "I'm standing here in my bra and all you can do is crack jokes? What a guy."

His smile slipped into a serious line as he brushed his finger tips down the side of my boob and pressed a kiss against my lips. The fifteen minute warning bell rang, and I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to meet Cristina, who I hadn't seen in a while, before homeroom.

"More of this later Derek? I have a very important meeting to get to." I smiled and reached down to pick up my shirt.

He groaned and scrunched up his nose: "Can't it wait, Meredith? I'm standing here shirtless, as are you, and you don't want to prolong it?"

"I promised a friend I would meet her before homeroom: we haven't gotten to hang out in forever." I finished adjusting my shirt and stepped out into the hall, leaving a pouting, shirtless Derek staring after me. I sighed: "Wow...I seriously just reconsidered going..." My eyes roamed hungrily over his naked chest and he smirked. "But I can't. Bye, DerBer." I winked and headed down the hall.

"Where in the hell did you hear that?" He shouted after me. I giggled, but didn't bother to tell him that he had pocket dialed me once when he was speaking with his sister. She had referred to him as DerBer a couple of times, and I thought the nickname was adorable. I practically ran into the band teacher, Mr. Hamron, and I stepped aside to let him into the hallway. Rather than step into the band room, like I assumed he would, he went on down the hallway to the office at the end. I put my hand over my mouth to stifle my gasp/laughter.

"What in the hell is this supposed to be?" Mr. Hamron shouted. "Put your shirt on, boy! I ought to tell the principal about this!" Derek sprinted out of Mr. Hamron's office, pulling on his shirt as he went. I stepped out of the hallway just as he came up beside me. I was unable to contain my laugh and he glared at me.

"You're in big trouble now, Ms. Grey," he whispered in my ear. I shivered as he sprinted off to his locker just as the bell for homeroom rang.

Damn it! Cristina's gonna kill me...

I wasn't able to find Cristina until we were on our way to lunch.

"Cris!" I shouted, running up beside her. "I'm so sorry! I was talking to a teacher and she felt like she needed to explain everything to me! She didn't let me leave until halfway through homeroom." The lie rolled off my tongue and I was shocked by how smooth I had been. She stopped and turned to me, her eyes narrowed.

"Are you lying?" She asked.

"No!" I stuttered back.

"Good! You'd better not be. I stood by your locker for twenty minutes. Isabel Stevens laughed at me when you didn't show up and I was forced to walk away like a moron. I hate Isabel Stevens."

Just as I laughed and was about to respond, Derek breezed past me, dropping something in my backpack as he went. I stared after him and Cristina noticed.

"Are you still after him? He's a pompous asshole, you know."

"Oh no! I'm not," I laughed, "he practically ran me over and I was trying to figure out how someone can be born without any hint of manners."

Damn. I'm getting good at this lying stuff.

"I think you and I are the only people who are going to make it out of this hell hole with some actual knowledge."

"I've known that since middle school," I laughed.

We headed into the lunch room and took a small table off to the side for ourselves. I looked over to see Derek sitting at his typical table with Mark several seats down from him. They never made eye contact and only talked to the people around them. Seeing Mark made me remember what had happened yesterday. Preston Burke walked by, stopping at the microwaves behind us, and I smiled politely at him before starting.

"You'll never guess what I found out yesterday!" I said excitedly. Cristina leaned in towards me with her eyebrows raised. "I walk into the house yesterday and go into the living room, right? And just guess who's there?"

"Enough suspense, Meredith," she muttered, rolling her eyes. "Just tell me!"

"Mark, obviously, and Addison!"

"Addison like Derek's ex, Addison?" She actually seemed excited.

"Yes! They were all over one another. And apparently they've been together since before Mark decided he and Derek weren't friends anymore. Mark is such a bastard." I was vaguely aware of Preston walking quickly back to his lunch table.

"Damn! He is a bastard." Cristina leaned back in her seat, smirking and shaking her head.

"Yeah, I haven't spoken to him since I found out. I mean, am I supposed to tell Derek or..."I trailed off in horror. Over at Derek's lunch table, Preston was talking and the whole table was gather around him with great interest. Mark had gone quite pale and Derek was looking angrier and angrier by the second. Suddenly, Preston gestured in my direction and everyone looked over at me. Mark looked appalled and pissed. Derek...oh God Derek. He looked like I had killed his dog. He stood up suddenly and walked over to me. I could already feel tears welling up in my eyes.

This isn't going to end well.

"Stand the fuck up, Meredith. We need to talk." He glared at Cristina. "Alone." I finally stood, shaking, and he grabbed me by my upper arm and pulled me out of the cafeteria. As we left, Mark stood up quickly and ran out after us.

"Let her go, Derek, before I kick your fucking ass!" Derek's grip relaxed on me and he spun to face Mark.

"Leave you stupid mother fucker! This is between Meredith and I! I don't even want to see your face!"

"Let go of my sister, Derek." Derek let go of me, and I didn't know who to go to so I stopped somewhere in between the two of them.

"You didn't tell me!" Derek faced me. "You knew! You could tell your stupid little friend, but you couldn't tell me!"

"Why should she?" Mark shouted at him.

I tried to intervene: "Guys! We're in the hallway! We're all going to get detention!" Derek stomped off to a side door and Mark followed him. I had no choice but to trail after them. Now that we were outside, their voices raised impossibly louder.

"She should tell me, Mark," Derek literally spit his name, "because we're dating! Behind your stupid, little, naïve back!" Mark looked shocked and I closed my eyes, a few tears slipping out. "Yep!" Derek smiled what looked like a real smile before he continued: "I've even slept over a few times! We make out while you're downstairs in your room, probably fucking my ex girlfriend!" Mark's fist connected with the side of Derek's head, but he barely faltered.

"You little bastard! Yeah Addi and I were together! She liked me more than you! She even says she loves me. Did she ever tell you that, Derek? Did she love you? Because she told me she barely even liked you. You were just some rich kid that happened to look decent! I'll bet that's how Meredith feels too! You're just a pretty face Derek. Get over it."

"That's a lie!"

"Why in the hell do you even care what Addison does, Derek?" I finally asked, quietly. And then I slapped him. Hard. I walked back into the school and headed to my locker, tears falling silently down my cheeks. I heard the side door open and footsteps moving quickly down the hallway.

"Meredith," Derek called, still sounding pretty angry.

I didn't bother answering, but instead chose to pull my algebra books out of my locker and slam the door shut. I walked one step ahead of Derek as he tried to talk to me. I walked into our algebra class and took a seat next to George O'Malley. I bit my bottom lip as Derek towered over me, not saying a word. George began to look between Derek and I, before he scooted to the side. Derek simply pulled me, chair and all, up to our 'usual seat' while everyone in the classroom laughed quietly.

"We're going to talk about this Meredith. Right now. I'm really so-" I didn't hear the rest of his sentence as I stood up and left the classroom just as the late bell rang.

Cristina, who was able to drive, ran into me in the front hall. She didn't say a word, just led me to her car and drove me home. We sat in my room together while I cried quietly. I guess she didn't really know what to do, because she just kind of sat awkwardly on my bed with her AP chem book opened in front of her. Around four o clock Mark came home and retreated to his room, and Cristina's mother called and demanded she come home. She gave me a quick hug and a sad smile before she packed up her books and left the house.

I snapped back to the present as Derek ran his fingertips along my cheek. He used his thumbs to dry some of my tears.

"I wanted to talk to you at school, Mer. I can't believe you just left like that! I went crazy all day waiting to come see you!"

"Why do you care Derek?"

"About what?"

"About what Addison does! You acted jealous that she was with Mark," I sniffed.

"I was just so angry that she cheated on me! With my best friend...I wanted to make him mad and that was the only way I could think to do it. I'm so sorry, Meredith. I'm an awful person."

"Yeah. You are." I said quietly.

He pulled me down on the floor, his back against the wall and my back against his chest. He cuddled me while we sat in silence. It was the first day all afternoon that I was finally content.

"I'm still pissed at you," I finally muttered.

He pressed a quick kiss to my temple and chuckled. "I know, Mer. I know."


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