Gah! Okay I know it's been forever! My laptop hasn't been working since idk when and I've been gone forever because of it:(

I miss updating! I'm still reading other ff here on my phone, though. I NEEDED to update because I miss writing!

So here's one and I'm not sure when the laptop will be fixed and if it isn't done soon, I'll just keep doing this via iPod lol.

Love you guys!

-Bonnie

The brunette tilted her head back in ecstasy as she arched her back while she rode him.

Derek had had many sexual experiences, but this one really took the cake. He almost didn't think he could handle this much passion with every breath he took.

All he could do was look up at her in awe. In this state he couldn't even conjure up a sane thought about who she was or why they were doing this. All he can think of was her body and what it was doing to him.

"God, Derek!" she moaned loudly as she leaned in, resting her hands on either side of his face. She planted a wet kiss to his lips and inhaled deeply. "Say my name..." she groaned because they were both so close.

But Derek was blanking. Who the hell was this? Was he drunk? Was she? She remembered his name just fine, so why couldn't he even remember hers? Perhaps if he just took a quick second to try and remember when he'd met her.

He thought long and hard, too.

"Der..." she said impatiently in a very sexy breathless voice.

The problem was, he couldn't remember meeting her anywhere. The last thing he remembered was laying on his bed studying for his exam tomorrow.

"Derek..." she sighed again as their pace quickened.

He was in deep shit. He'd never gone home with a girl without knowing her first name. He had to be drunk, but why couldn't he even remember drinking? What sucked the most was that this was definitely the best lay of his life and he couldn't remember her name...

"De-rek!"

He jolted awake, breathing heavily. His room was dark, and he felt a wave of disappointment hit him. A dream? Really?! He threw himself back with a huff.

"Were you having a nightmare?" came a familiar voice. He looked to his right, just noticing that his door was opened and Casey sat on the edge of his bed leaning over him. She had shaken him awake.

"No..." he answered uneasily. No way was he telling her what he was just dreaming about.

"I could hear you groaning from down the hall. You scared me..." she said softly. Derek sighed and threw an arm over his eyes.

"Sorry, Case...I don't even remember what I was dreaming about." he lied easily.

She sat there uneasily. "Want me to get you some water?"

"Nah, go back to bed, Casey." Derek pat her leg. The contact was familiar and he briefly had a quick flashback to his dream. Just as quickly as the thought entered his mind, he shook it out. He couldn't have been dreaming of Casey...could he? He briefly remembered impatient electric blue eyes staring into his and waiting for an answer just like another certain brunette did on a daily basis.

Holy shit...

"Night, Der..." Casey said as she closed the door. She didn't get an answer back.

As she walked to her room, she took a shaky breath. She was feeling uneasy because not only did she hear Derek groan her name in his sleep (hence the nightmare question), but Derek had just woken her up from her own dream about her and a brown eyed boy with messy hair in an intimate situation.

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