A\N I know that almost everyone on this site writes Dasey's but that is because they are so cute together. So here I go. I am not exactly sure where to go with this so don't be shocked because I am going to write this chapter by chapter. Starts out slow but hopefully it will pick up. I expect reviews. I want atleast 3 before I write the next chapter. Not trying to be mean…just gotta get the work done.

Disclaimer- I do not own LWD but oh man if I did you would all love me.

(Derek's point of view)

The way her hair swayed gracefully as she walked down the steps to the kitchen. She glared at me as she walked past me. Nothing out of the ordinary. I put on my "Hate you too mask" as I always did. As she walked past me I sighed and followed her into the kitchen to get some dessert even though it was 10 at night.

(Casey's point of view)

It was so hard to give Derek a dirty look. He looked so hott when I saw him shirtless as I walked down. I just wanted to kiss him but I settled on giving him a look. My heart flipped when he returned it. I hated not telling him my feelings for him. It would never work. I wanted it to work but it wouldn't. I was getting tired of having to act like I hated him when I didn't. I grabbed some milk and when I saw Derek walk in I gulped it down. I didn't want to be in the same room with him. I always was afraid I would say something I would regret.

"What's your hurry?" he asked when he noticed my quick drinking.

"I'm just thirsty." I said trying to cover up my real reason.

"Oh..Ok" Derek obviously didn't believe me.

"I am going to go for a walk." I said quickly before I went outside.

"It's ten at night. Mom will be worried. " Derek said sort of alarmed that he said Mom.

"I will be fine." I said before walking into the cold air.

It was really chilly outside but I had forgotten to bring a jacket. I could deal. I walked down the street not exactly sure where I was going. I walked down the road for a few minutes before I started getting nervous. I felt I was being followed. There was definitely someone there but I couldn't see who. I actually prayed it was Derek.

"De…Derek?"

The "guy" chuckled. I turned around quickly but not quick enough to stop the hand that went over my mouth to keep me from screaming.

(Derek's point of view)

I went upstairs and got into bed. I wanted to tell Casey how my feelings were but my mind always told me I shouldn't do it.It took me over two hours to fall asleep. I fell asleep thinking of Casey.

Derek walks down a hall that seems to never end. Then all of a sudden he comes to a door marked "Do not enter", Derek knocks and all of a sudden he hears crying on the other side. It is Casey.

"Casey, are you alright?" Derek yells through the door.

"Help me please…stop…help me." Casey cries out.

Derek tries to open the door but it won't budge. Derek finally kicks the door open and he wakes up.

That is when I realized that I may have been dreaming about the door but the crying was real.

I ran to Casey's room and tried not to cuss as I stepped on Lizzie's soccer cleats. I knocked and I could hear her crying. I usually wouldn't go into her room but I felt I needed to see if she was ok. I slowly opened the door and my heart cracked as I saw her curled up in a ball.