Chapter 11:
A.N. Hello everybody! Just saying that there may be some OOC moments for either characters but again it is fanfiction hope you like!
I wake up with the sun shining on my face and the first thing I see is a skyscraper block the rest of the sun. No Derek here either he must have woken up early. As I just am about to head out I realize I have nothing but underwear on and quickly find and put on one of Derek's T-shirts and bump into my suitcase. He must have brought it up when he woke up what a sweetie. I make my way quietly down the stairs and see that its 8:15 and a focused Derek on his laptop at the island. I make my way to him and I walk around so I'm behind him and I rest my head on his shoulder and I rub my cheek to his.
"Good morning." I whisper into his ear. "Morning darling sleep well?" he asks as he turns around on his stool and pulls me onto his lap from my waist and I gladly accept the gesture. "Terrific and you?" as I slide onto his lap with ease while looking into his eyes and my arm goes around his shoulders for support. "Brilliant. First day back at the studio excited?" he asks "A little bit. What are you looking at?" "Your reviews Ms. Cartwright and they are bloody good!" "Your joking let me see!" and he was not in front of me in bold text was "Bombshell Impresses," "Move over Revivals," "Marilyn is back and better than ever!" "Tony sweeper equals Bombshell" and my favourite "Understudy shines leading to ovation and impatience on when it's going to Broadway!" "They love you Karen. However no critic will love you as much as I do." We smile at each other and he pulls me in for a kiss. "Thank you for bringing my suitcase up I'll put it in the storage closet in the building then bring it home." "Alright…after dinner tonight with me at 7:30. Then I'll walk you home." "Deal now let's get ready it's going to be a busy day."
We each get ready and Derek calls a cab and we head out. The cab arrives and we head up the elevator into the studio where I spent countless hours dancing and having Derek yell at me. Being the only 2 there we smile at each other and will see how our first day of hiding our love in front of the others goes. Then we hear the elevator bell ding and we begin to talk at the piano which everyone sees since I'm always the first here. Julia holding a laptop with Tom on the screen since he is in Boston come in followed is Eileen, my gang of "doctors" and other members of the crew including Sam who says a hi and well done. Sam and I have grown as friends but over the course and I am really happy we did it since he is very kind.
"Alright guys let's get down to business." Derek's voice booms as he heads to the front and I head to my friends. "Previews were a success congrats to everyone for their hard work. Brilliant reviews came in for the show and mainly…our Marilyn." Everyone cheers as he smiles at me and I begin to blush. "Now Broadway isn't easy which means long rehearsals and more. According to Tom, Ivy is unsure of a return so for "Smash" Jessica will take Karen's part as usual and Sue will take Ivy's as we did during her absence. Alright lets go lest go! Act 1!"
"Let the moon be our only light. Cause history is made at night. Yes our history was made at night." Michael and I sing together as we hear the last bit of vocalizing from him as my DiMaggio dips me down and pulls me in for a kiss.
"Alright you two that is quite enough." Derek smirks as we shoot upright and feel a blush creep onto our cheeks. "Alright guys let's call it a day see you tomorrow via Boston!" Tom says as Julia turns around the laptop to talk to him face to face. More like face to screen
"How was that?" Dennis asks. "How was what?" I reply having no idea what he means. "Tsk-tsk-tsk Iowa he means the first day you and the dark lord weren't able to sneak around and profess your love. Keep it up for 4 days due to all my dirty clothes calling for Jessica." Bobby whispers as Jessica climbs onto his lap and gives him a playful smack and we wave goodbye to Sam, Tom and Julia who head out the door. "Hey Karen I think whatever plans you had with your secret boyfriend have just been cancelled." Sue says while not taking her eyes off Derek and Eileen. I turn over and look at them almost instantly. "Eileen I already told you I'm too busy fixing the show to be up for a meeting with boring business men." "Well these men will make the show better with their money." Derek looks over at me and gives an apologetic sigh which Eileen doesn't notice but I mouth "don't worry" to him. "Fine but only an hour tops." "Alright Mr. Director see you at 7." and Eileen waves goodbye at us as we all except Derek who is still at his laptop head out the same door. I grab my suitcase from the storage closet and wheel it into the elevator and go back into the studio room to get Derek and find him still at his laptop and I walk over to him and shut the screen on him.
"Bloody hell I wasn't finished yet." "Oh quit whining." I comeback as I put the laptop in his case "You don't need to do more work since your already showing up to meet boring business men" I mock in his British accent. "Your accent is terrible." He replies as he gets up and grasps my hip and we walk to the elevator side by side. "I hope you're not upset about dinner." He says sounding very worried "No I have to go pay my landlord the rent from the past 2 months anyway before he evicts me." "Or you could just-never mind." And a blush creeps onto his cheeks which leaves me in suspicion.
We walk back to my place in comfortable silence taking the long root through "Times Square" and passing by the many billboards and the street musician Ivy and I danced with and telling Derek about that fun night. By the time it gets dark we reach my street and my apartment. I take a deep breath and Derek holds my other hand as comforting support as I open the door. The living room is picked clean with no furniture and the bathroom and bedroom are left the same as they were when I left jus without Dev's stuff. I walk back into the hallway and see Derek opening cabinets and looking inside.
"Smart man he left the dirty dishes for you." I find his wanting to help kind of funny and I make my way to the ledge of the island and lean against it. "I thought you were looking for a pot in order to have a cooking lesson. Maybe expand to macaroni." He just stares at me and smiles. "Darling one step at a time when it comes to me and the kitchen." I laugh as his strong hands grab my waist and lift me in the air and plop me down onto the counter as his lips meet mine. Our little kissing session was interrupted by Derek's phone ringing and him furiously saying he's on his way which makes me giggle. I walk him out and kiss him goodbye as I watch him head off hands in pocket wearing "the drape." After going back inside to grab my purse and furiously write out a check and head to my landlord.
He is 2 apartments down and a 30 year old bachelor with different women leaving each morning to embark the walk of shame. He and Dev were friendly but Dev started to get sour with him when he would give me an occasional flirt which I would totally gag about since he is a jerk. I approach his doorstep and take a deep breath and ring the doorbell.
"Oh Karen fancy seeing you here." He reeks of alcohol and is probably drunk. "Why don't you come in?" he slurs "I just came to give you the rent. It has been a few crazy months." "Oh yeah about you and Dev I heard and it will only take a second." He moved over and I go inside to his ordinary apartment reeking of alcohol as I see him offer me a drink and I kindly reject. "You know Karen-"as he puts down the glasses on the counter "I always knew you and pretty boy weren't going to last." Then he makes his way to me and is inches from my face and my back slams into the door. "You were too good and pretty for him." I am feeling very uncomfortable and I crunch up the check into my fist and slide it into my pocket and begin to turn and twist the knob as he grabs my wrist and I see his face flood with anger as his grip gets tighter. "Let me go!" I wince and yell at his face. "I don't want to." And he presses his lips to mine as hard as he can. This is not kissing it's a lip smack. My free hand pushes his chest off of me and I slap him across the face and run out the door as if my life depended on it.
A.N. Yes we finally meet Mr. Landlord and I honestly had no background to put him in! Again I leave you with this cliff hanger and they dynamics again will be tested! Rate and Review.