A/N: I originally was not going to put lyrics in and let you readers put in what you thought fit. But I was listening to music and thought this song fit (it's Teddy Geiger's 'For you I will').

Also, I am in college and have neglected my school work to write this story and read others, not that I'm complaining. I will definitely update, but not on a daily basis that I have been. Knowing me though, I will probably continue to not do my school work and update anyways. ;) Just giving a heads up to any delays (they will not be months, just maybe a few days).

Enjoy and review. I have gotten such great reviews (thanks!), but constructive criticism is always welcome.

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Chapter 6: Moving In

The drive from their house to Toronto would take about 2 hours. Casey promised a few days earlier that she would not fall asleep, so they made a list of songs and she burned them onto a CD for the ride. Both Casey and Derek were not surprised that they had similar taste in songs. Over the years, they had become pretty close, almost like best friends. They shared stories, fears and everything. Well, almost everything, feelings about the opposite sex was never brought up. Both were afraid of finding out the other was in love with someone else.

A few minutes after leaving the driveway, there was an awkward silence in the car. Casey reached over to Derek's visor and grabbed the mixed CD out of the CD holder. They both sat quietly during the first song, singing to themselves in their heads. When the next song began a shocked Derek turned to Casey. I do not remember agreeing on this song. I had no idea she even liked it, I really cannot believe how much we have in common. It's my all time favorite . . .

Derek's thoughts were cut off when Casey began to speak, "Sorry, I know we did not agree on this song, but it's my all time favor- . . ."

"Wondering the streets, in a world underneath it all
Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet as what I can't have
Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair round your finger
Tonight I'm not afraid to tell you what I feel about you."

Derek cut her off, singing the first part of the song, staring out the front window as he drove. As he sang, Casey's head shot up and stared at him. I can't believe he likes this song . . . and he has such an amazing voice.

"Forgive me if I st-stutter from all of the clutter in my head
Cuz I could fall asleep in those eyes like a water bed
Do I seem familiar, I've crossed you in hallways a thousand times,

No more camouflage I want to be exposed, and not be afraid to fall."

Casey sang this other part, which made Derek stop singing and look her way. He was absolutely mesmerized by the angelic voice coming from her. He began to sing the song with her, both with huge smiles plastered on their faces the entire time.

When the song ended, Casey lowered the volume on the stereo. "I had no idea you liked that song. I thought you would have thought it was girly."

"I kind of always had a thing for that song. It just kind of stuck out to me." It kind of always reminded me of you.

"Yeah, me too," Casey said. A small smile tugged at the sides of her face. Whenever she thought of that song, her thoughts always trailed back to Derek. It was something in the lyrics that made his face appear in her head.

The rest of the trip seemed to fly by. Derek spoke of excitement about their classes and being in a new town. But he sensed fear in Casey's voice when she would say anything about it. He assured her that they would be ok and explained that no matter what he was there for her. Smiling at him, she nodded and told him the same.

Derek and Casey continued to speak nonstop during the trip. They spoke about almost everything. There was never a period of awkward silence. Neither even noticed when the CD finished and stopped playing.

It wasn't until they turned on the block of the apartment building that they realized what was happening. We are adults, we are going to college, out parents are letting us live on our own, and we are living together. Casey felt her heart begin to race as Derek parked the car, unaware that his own heart was beating just as fast as hers. They were both excited to be living on their own, especially with each other. He turned off the car, popped the trunk and grabbed a few things. Casey reached for a few things as well and followed him into the building.

They reached apartment 107, at the end of the hall on the first floor. Derek put the things in his hands down and reached into his pocket for the key. After unlocking the door, he pushed it open for Casey to enter, following her inside.

"Home sweet home," they both said simultaneously. This caused the two to laugh and look at each other. Oh no, there are her stunning eyes again. How the hell did I think I was going to live with her without letting my feelings out? Derek tore his eyes away from hers to scan the apartment.

Casey had already started to look around the place, mentally kicking herself. She felt herself moving towards Derek when he was looking at her. That would be just great, ruin everything before you are even moved in. Smart Case, real smart. But why did he have to have such amazing eyes.

The apartment was small but quaint and furnished. There was a small living area with a couch for two. Good for snuggling, they both thought to themselves. The kitchen was a good size for the two of them, with a small table and two chairs. Derek entered the bathroom and pulled back the shower curtain. Maybe if we wake up late we can shower together, a faint smirk crossed his lips.

Derek walked into the hall to see Casey standing between two doors on opposite sides of the hall. They both inwardly sighed. There would not be a wall between the two of them, but an entire hallway. Derek came up behind Casey and asked which one she wanted.

"I don't really care, they are exactly the same. Bed, dresser, desk, nothing too spectacular." They flipped a coin, Derek took the one on the right and Casey took the one on the left.

A few trips to and from the car and everything was inside the apartment. They began unpacking, saying almost nothing to one another. The silence was not as awkward as either of them thought it was, it was actually relaxing. They decided to set up their respective bedrooms first. Casey was done before Derek, but it had still taken her a few hours. When she finished she strolled across the hall and peered into Derek's room. He was almost done, but he was still setting up his computer.

"I'm going to start on the kitchen, ok?" Derek nodded and continued plugging wires into specific places.

Derek finished with his room and walked into the living room. There was an opening in the wall that gave a view of the kitchen. He already saw a picture of their family sitting on the shelf. It was a picture of George and Nora's wedding. He couldn't help but smile at the glares on his and Casey's face. Man, I have come a long way since that day. He glanced up to see Casey putting glasses and plates in the cupboards. Hopefully she has too.

Derek began giving things homes in the living room. He placed the tv on a small stand and opened a box containing throw pillows, tossing them on the couch. He draped a blanket that he knew was Casey's favorite over the back, knowing that she liked to wrap herself up when she watched tv.

Casey couldn't help but stare at Derek as he arranged up their small living room. It was set up nothing like it was at their parents house, but she did not mind. She was actually happy that he did it differently. It was their home and she was happy that she was comfortable with the way it was coming out.

She turned back and began to open the last box labeled kitchen. It contained the pots and pans that they would be using. She tried to place them on the top shelf of one of the cabinets, but couldn't quite reach. Noticing Casey on her tiptoes and still not reaching, Derek entered the kitchen. He looked around and noticed it was different than his parents' house. Things were in set up differently and he liked it. He was pleased that he was comfortable with where Casey was placing everything.

"Case, you need help with that?" Derek said walking towards her. He grabbed the pots out of her hand and placed them on the shelf with ease. He was a good six inches taller than her.

"Well, we can't all be 12 feet tall," she said rolling her eyes in a playful manner.

"I'm 6'2" and you know it," he said in her same tone. "I going to put a few things in the bathroom, then put some hockey stuff away." Derek left the room quickly, having the sudden urge to kiss Casey's forehead.

About an hour later Casey was finished with the last of the boxes. She sat on the couch to relax and looked over at the clock Derek hung on the wall. She smiled, thinking that he placed it in a great spot, where you can see it from almost anywhere in the apartment.

"Hey Derek."

"Yeah," she heard him say from his bedroom.

"Are you hungry? It's almost 5:30." She said, they had not eaten since breakfast.

Derek entered the living room and sat down next to Casey on the couch. "I'm starving, do you want to go out to eat since we have nothing here? Then we can go shopping for food and stuff."

"Alright, let's get going." Casey said. "But promise you will let me pick the place."

"Case, you can pick anything you want," Derek said in a teasing tone. And I sure hope you pick me.