Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry about the insane delay. Here's a chapter for ya. I'll have a new chapter up soon. Enjoy.

I DO NOT OWN LIFE WITH DEREK OR THE CHARACTERS.
Music Credit: "Baby" - Justin Bieber featuring Ludacris

Chapter Eleven:

I waited for Derek to wake up. I watched him sleep for almost an hour. I swear that boy could sleep forever, if you let him. I gave up and walked over and turned on my stereo.

'And I was like, 'Baby, baby, baby, oh...'
Like, 'Baby, baby, baby, oh…'
Like, 'Baby, baby, baby, oh…''

He jumped awake and sat up, trying to figure out where the loud noises were coming from. He grimaced.

"Z, turn that shit off." He lay back down and covered his face with a pillow. I smirked. Annoying him awake always works the fastest.

"We need to talk, Derek." I sat on the bed next to him.

"Those words coming from a girl's mouth is never a good sign." He sat up and focused on me. He looks so sexy with bed head.

"I need to know what this is and what we're doing or there isn't going to be an 'us.'" I told him. His jaw dropped.

"This couldn't wait until later?"

"No, we need to talk about this, now." I didn't back down.

"Look, things are always going to be complicated with us. As much as I want things to be different, it doesn't change the fact that you're still my stepsister and I'm your stepbrother. I want there to be an 'us'. I thought I made that much clear, last night. And as for what we're doing… We can't be like a normal couple, Z. We're going to have to keep up appearances. We can't cuddle around the house, or go on dates. Everyone knows who we are." He looked at me after he finished his speech. I bit my lip. I asked for this. Hell, I wanted this. I knew that it was going to messy and that it would be complicated and there was no way that it was going to be easy.

"Okay. Let's say that there is an 'us'. Are you still going to date around?" I asked. My voice cracked. He looked down, avoiding my eyes.

"I knew you wouldn't like this… If I don't… then dad and Nora are going to know that there is something fishy going on. When haven't I dated someone?" He asked seriously. I shrugged. I know that he's right.

"You're going to have to stop acting so fucking bipolar, then. I'm not going to put up with you treating me like crap just because you see me with Clay. If you're going to be dating around to keep your 'cover,' then I can't break up with Clay." I told him, seriously. He looked pissed.

"I don't want you seeing him."

"You're going to have to get over it. You don't think they'd pick up on something if I broke things off with him out of the blue?"

"I don't care. I don't want his hands all over you."

"And you think that I want you screwing other girls?" I demanded. He looked pained. "I'm not naïve. I know what you do with them. I'm not a child. And I don't appreciate you treating me like one. You're going to continue to see other people, so I expect you to be okay with me doing the same." I got up and walked over to my bedroom door. I held it opened. "You should go. Just… think about it, because unless you cool your mood swings… this isn't going to work."

"I know that you're right. I just… I don't like it. I'll keep it under control. I don't want to lose you because I can't control myself." He whispered. I nodded and watched him leave. I shut my door and lay back down on my bed.

Wow. We've been dodging that issue for so long and it's finally solved… I hope. I just hope he meant what he said. I can't keep my mind off of what happened last night… I can't believe we went that far. It's unreal. He made me feel so… He made me feel things I've never felt before.

I opened my eyes and blinked, clearing away the grogginess. I hadn't realized that I had fallen asleep. My phone went off. I answered it, sleepily.

"Hello," my voice was raspy from sleeping.

"Well, hello, to you, too." Clay mused. I smiled.

"How are you, Handsome?" I hate that I have to lie to him.

"Just talking to my beautiful girl and wondering if she's busy today."

"No, I'm busy free."

"Awesome. Get dressed. I'll be over in an hour to pick you up."

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." He hung up. I hate surprises. Hopefully, this will be a good one.

Author's Note: It's short, I know. I have the next few chapters planned out. I'm not sure how many more chapters this fic has left. SO I'll probably be wrapping it up soon.

Xo Xo,
Anneryn