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"Who the hell are you?" Ellis snapped when Meredith didn't say anything. Derek stood up and quickly walked over there.

"My name's Derek Shepherd. It's nice to meet you Dr. Grey," He stuck out his hand, but Ellis just stared at him.

"Mom, Derek's my friend," Meredith finally found her voice. "We were just hanging out."

"In your bed, while your door was closed?"

"Mom."

"And you don't look like your in high school, Mr. Shepherd. How old are you, exactly?"

"I'm twenty-one, Ma'am." He swallowed hard.

"And you do realize that my daughter is seventeen, correct?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Mom, stop," She pleaded.

"Yes, Ma'am," Derek answered her.

"And why exactly are you hanging out with a girl who is four years younger than you, Mr. Shepherd?"

"Mom!"

"I suggest you get out of my house and never talk to my daughter again. Do I make myself clear?" Ellis said.

"Yes, Ma'am." He sighed, then looked over at Meredith who looked like she was going to cry.

"Now."

"Sorry," Derek wished that Meredith would look at him, but she didn't. She was just staring at the floor. Derek reluctantly left the house without being able to say goodbye.

"You're grounded." Ellis snapped.

"What? Why?" She looked up.

"As if that's even a question, Meredith. You're seventeen and should not be hanging around a twenty-one year old!"

"He's just my friend!"

"Who got you drunk, right?"

"… you heard that?"

"Yes. And God help me, Meredith, if you ever see him again," Ellis warned her. "You better not leave this house."

"I wont," She laid down on her bed and turned on her television. When Ellis closed her door, Meredith immediately pulled out her phone.

I'm so sorry):
-Meredith

When Derek didn't respond, Meredith got a little nervous, but then she figured he was just driving. After an hour passed, that nervous feeling came back.

Derek?
-Meredith

Another twenty minutes later.

Okay, can you please answer me? Like… what if you got in
an accident? Please, Derek? I'm not trying to be the clingyfriend or whatever, but please?
-Meredith

I'm home
-Derek

Meredith shut her eyes tight and wanted to scream. Her mom was seriously ruining this for her.

Can I please call you?
-Meredith

I guess so
-Derek

"Why weren't you answering me?" Meredith immediately snapped at him. "What if you got hit by a car or something!"

"Meredith," Derek sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Derek," She bit her lip. "Why didn't you answer me?"

"I love hanging out with you, Meredith. Like this past week has been the best. I haven't had this much fun in a long time. Your mom… she was serious. She might call the police on me."

"So?"

"I can get arrested, Meredith." He groaned.

"We're friends, Derek. They can't arrest someone for having a friend who is underage!"

"I want to be more than friends, Meredith! Jesus Christ, you have no idea how much I want to be with you. Your beautiful. Your laugh is just intoxicating. You care about people. You actually make it a point to get to know my friends. You're perfect, okay?"

Meredith was speechless. She opened her mouth, but then closed it. "I… I- what?" She bit her lip.

"Sorry. I should go."

"No!" She blurted out. "Please don't." Meredith closed her eyes. "I don't know what to say, though."

"Me neither," He admitted.

After a few moments of silence, Meredith spoke up again. "Did you really mean what you said?"

"All of it."

"No one's ever said that to me."

"I mean it, Meredith. Everything I said." He told her.

"Wow," She smiled. "Sorry, I'm still kind of in shock."

He laughed. "Meredith, I really like you." Derek started. "And I didn't want to do this over the phone, but would you want to go on a date with me?"

"I would really, really like that." She smiled.