Disclaimer: Don't own it.
A/N: Okay okay... so sorry for the long wait! I hope this chapter is to your satisfaction, guys! I really miss writing this fic as I was busy writing a Harry Potter Fanfiction... Once again, so sorry for the wait... here it is!
Chapter 7: The Morning After and The New Competition
"Ohhh…." Meredith moaned, rolling over on her back. She squinted at the glare of the sun shining through the Moroccan style windows. Groaning, she slowly got up, then fell back down quickly as she looked down at herself. She was completely naked. She slowly turned her head to the left and gasped softly.
"What the…."
"Ohhhh…." Addison groaned, slowly getting up from her spot on the bed. She squinted her eyes at Preston Burke, who was lying next to her, slightly snoring. She sighed in relief when she looked down at herself and saw that she was fully clothed. She looked towards the bar and giggled. 'Wow.' she thought, giggling at the sight of Alex Karev lying on his stomach on the bar counter. Completely naked.
"Guess he lost," Izzie whispered softly from her spot on the floor next to Mark. Addison clutched her head and looked around the room. George, Cristina and Callie were sprawled on the pull out couch next to them. The ground was littered with playing cards and tequila bottles. Lots of tequila bottles. Addison then laid eyes on the clock across from her. 7 AM. They all have exactly an hour and a half to sober up and head to school. Addison gasped softly. SCHOOL.
"SHIT!" Addison screamed, jumping off the bed and frantically searching for her phone.
"WhereisitWhereisitWhereisitWhereisitWhereisit?!" she whined, pushing everything and everyone around as she looked for the black Prada LG Phone.
"Here…" George mumbled, taking the phone from underneath the couch covers. Addison snatched it and started pacing.
"Elena. Hey. Is Meredith home? What? Where is she? Whatever. I'm at the Palace. Can you have Joe send me my uniforms? Thanks. And my yellow Christian Louboutins okay? Thank you. Yes, the top suite. No! Tell Dad…. Mer and I crashed with Savvy at her place. I'll find her, don't worry." Addison hung up and looked around the room. Everyone was slowly getting up and looking around. Cristina looked like she was gonna hurl on George, who looked like a wounded puppy, Izzie was trying to get Mark's arm off of her, with no success as he curled into her more, Preston kept rubbing his eyes, then started feeling for his glasses, and Alex….
"Ahhh!" the naked Junior shouted, falling off the bar counter.
"Dude. You totally lost last night." George said, laughing softly as Alex tried to cover himself with the blanket that Preston threw at him. Addison tapped a struggling Izzie on the shoulder.
"Have you seen Meredith?" she asked. Izzie and Cristina looked at each other.
"She was probably doing Derek last night." Mark whispered, snuggling in closer to Izzie.
"Get off!" Izzie pushed, but he wouldn't budge. Cristina snickered, before grimacing and clutching her stomach. Addison squinted her eyes at Mark.
"She wouldn't." she whispered, before heading to the other room.
"Crap!" Meredith hissed, quickly slipping on her bra and underwear.
"Five more minutes," Derek mumbled, hugging Meredith's pillow to him. Meredith grabbed it and hit him upside the head.
"Derek! Get dressed! We have school, and we had sex, and Addie's gonna kill me…. And stop smiling!" she exclaimed as Derek slowly sat up revealing his bare chest.
"So…" he started to say, but was interrupted when the door to the other room opened. Addison stared back at them. Meredith stood there, shocked. Addison looked back and forth at her sister and ex-boyfriend.
"Addie…" Derek started to say, but Addison just shook her head. Addison handed the phone to Meredith.
"Call Elena and ask her to get your clothes for you. You can use my Marc Jacobs flats." she said. Meredith nodded and tried to move closer to Addison, but Addison pushed her away.
"I might do something to you if you come near me, so don't." she hissed. Then, she turned around and slammed the door. Meredith sat down on the messy bed and put her head in her hands.
"WhatdidIdoWhatdidIdoWhatdidIdoWhatdidIdo" she whispered to herself. Derek tried to put her arms around her, but she pushed him away.
"Get dressed. We have school." Meredith told him, before getting up and heading to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA
"Ohhh…" Addison moaned as she and Callie walked slowly into the Le Gamin Café, a block away from SGP. Callie flagged down a waitress as they sat down on the bar in the back of the small restaurant.
"Can I have two Mocha Lattes and a couple of peach crepes? Thank you." Callie turned back to Addison, who was still clutching her head.
"I have a feeling that today's gonna be the worst day ever." she mumbled. Callie sighed and looked at her friend sympathetically.
"It'll be okay, Addie. Just focus on school. Hey, isn't cheerleading tryouts today? And you've got that Special Events Committee meeting with the student council today. You love to focus on work, it'll keep you busy." she said. Addison glared at her friend.
"I just keep seeing them together. It's messing with my head, and I can't help it. I just… ugh, hangovers suck." Addison put her head down on the table and continued to groan even as their lattes arrived. Callie patted her head lightly and sipped her drink. Then, her phone started to vibrate. She flipped it open and saw that Cristina just texted her.
Cristina: hey. were r u and mtgmery? We got clss in 10 min and mer still has her midol. mers wrried.
"Add. Mer is asking for you." Addison groaned in response. Callie texted Cristina back quickly.
"Hey, Callie's texting back," Cristina said, her mouth full of the butter cream muffin she was eating. She, along with Meredith, Izzie and Alex were at the Cupcake Café in the Upper West Side eating a late breakfast while waiting for George who lived two streets away. Meredith fidgeted in her seat.
"Eat your cupcake, Mer. You haven't eaten anything." Izzie said as she sipped her Espresso. Meredith shook her head as Cristina passed her the phone.
Callie: we're at the le gamin. I don't think addies ready to c mer yet. mebe schl.
Meredith sighed and passed the phone back to Cristina. Alex continued to stuff his mouth with some muffins.
"So how was the sex?" he asked.
"Alex!" Izzie scolded, slapping him. Meredith rolled her eyes and stared down at her iPhone. "Derek" it read. Ignoring it, she threw a piece of napkin at Alex.
"I'm not talking about anything that happened last night, guys. I actually wish everyone would forget anything that happened last night."
"I second that. I wanted to forget any of it the moment Karev started stripping for us while singing that MC Hammer song." Cristina replied.
"You know you enjoyed it, crack whore." Alex muffled. Izzie looked at her watch.
"Guys, we gotta go, where the hell is George?"
"I'm here," George said breathlessly as he walked up to the group.
"Where've you been?" Cristina asked as they started to get ready to go.
"My mom was freaking out last night about where I spent the night. I had to reassure her that I was okay. My brothers were surprised that I spent the night away without telling them." George explained.
"You ready George?" Meredith asked, putting her school jacket on.
"Yeah… can Izzie and I talk for a minute… alone?" Izzie sat back down as Cristina, Meredith and Alex exited the Café.
"Hey." George said, sitting across from her.
"What?" Izzie asked, playing with the crumpled napkin Meredith threw at Alex. George took the napkin from her, and she slowly looked up at him.
"Izzie. Truth time. Do you have feelings for me?" George asked her. Izzie sighed deeply.
"Yes. I've had feelings for you for a long time, George. But… I was just too scared to act on it, because you're my best friend, and Olivia, Syphilis and Callie got in the way. It was just… a lot, you know?" Izzie explained. George nodded in agreement. He took a sip of Cristina's forgotten OJ.
"Izzie. We can't. You and me… I don't wanna ruin what already have. You're my best friend. I go to you for everything. You've been my best friend ever since you threw sand at Alex Karev in kindergarten when he tried to punch my face. We have so much history, Iz. And if we start something and then we break up… it'll suck really bad…"
"What if we start something and there's a happily ever after, George? Falling in love with your best friend… it's every girl's dream." Izzie interrupted. George shook his head this time. He squeezed Izzie's hand.
"Maybe when we're older, it'll happen. Let's just let this year and next flow, okay?" Izzie's eyes started to water.
"Okay." George smiled and pulled out his phone.
"It's Callie. I gotta take this." he said, before walking out of the café. Izzie sat in her seat and started to rip up the napkin.
"Hey." Izzie turned around to see Meredith, looking at her with a worried look in her face.
"At least he let me down easy." Meredith frowned and let Izzie's head fall on her shoulder. Meredith rubbed her arm.
"What're you doing here?" Izzie asked softly as she wiped her tear soaked face.
"I wanted to see how you were doing…" off Izzie's look… "Okay, I forgot my school bag. How can I forget it? It's a huge expensive-ass bag. I'm stupid when I have a hangover." Izzie laughed despite of everything that just happened to her.
"Chin up, Stevens. We still have school to face." Meredith said.
"And you have Addison, Derek and soccer tryouts to face too. You'll have a really fun day!" Izzie giggled at Meredith's horrified face.
"Soccer tryouts?"
GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA
"Soccer tryouts." Meredith groaned loudly. She and Cristina were walking down the halls of SGP, on their way to Homeroom. Izzie was fixing herself up in the girls' lavatory, Alex wanted to smoke up and George was meeting up with Callie. Meredith was a little relieved that she hasn't bumped into any of the Seniors yet.
"Yes." Meredith replied.
"You'll definitely get in, Mer. As long as you incorporate the Greyslam, you're in." Meredith rolled her eyes at her friend.
"Maybe I don't wanna try out for soccer. Maybe I wanna try something new, like… the Math Team… or Cheerleading." Cristina gaped at her friend.
"Are you crazy? One, joining the math team is total social suicide, and two, Addie will break your arm if you even step foot in the school gym where the cheerleaders are holding the tryouts." Meredith giggled at Cristina's forwardness. All of a sudden, she was pulled back by a hand. She turned around and saw Derek gripping her arm and pulling her away from Cristina.
"What the--" she started to say, but stopped when Derek pulled her into a broom closet. She crossed her arms as he shut the door and locked it.
"You're kidnapping me." Meredith said.
"I'm kidnapping you." Derek replied, mimicking her stance.
"That's not nice. If you don't let me out of here, Cristina will call the cops and you'll be dead." Derek grinned at her threat.
"Cristina's too busy getting ready for the stupid soccer tryouts to care about you." Meredith was about to argue, when he silenced her with a kiss. A very hot kiss that had her weak at the knees.
"Derek…" Meredith muffled as Derek backed her up against the wall. Derek put his hands on the small of her back and played with the hem of her uniform. She started to undo his necktie when his phone started to vibrate.
"There's something vibrating in your pants and I really hope it's your phone." she mumbled. Groaning, Derek pulled out his phone. It was Preston.
"Where the hell are you?" Preston demanded as Derek put his phone to his ear.
"Uh…"
"He partnered me with her. Cristina Yang. I can't… Sloane wants in on Grey's pants, there's no way I'm partnering up with Torres or Karev, and Addison's too hung over to function. Get your ass here, Shepherd."
"What're you doing?" Derek glanced at Meredith, who was now fidgeting against the wall.
"Meredith."
"God. You're disgusting. I'll see you."
"Yeah." Derek said before shutting his phone off.
"Sorry. Where were we?" he asked, before grabbing her necktie and putting his lips on hers.
"Derek… we gotta talk…" Meredith said as Derek's lips drifted to her neck.
"Sex now. Talk later." Meredith pushed him off.
"No. You had sex with me hours after you broke up with Addison. I'm a whore. And you're a manwhore. We're whores."
"We're a whore couple." Meredith slapped him upside the head.
"We're not anything. We can't, Derek. You know that." she said. Then, sighing, she pulled him down on the floor with her. They intertwined their fingers.
"Last night was…" Derek started to say. Meredith smiled and kissed him softly on the lips.
"Amazing." she whispered. Derek looked down as she pulled away from him.
"But…" he guessed.
"You know me so well." Meredith giggled. Her smile faltered as she gazed at his serious face.
"But… you know we can't. we have to let Addison heal. What we did was not very good for her road to recovery… thing. And plus… we have to let old wounds heal too. With the drama of Cris and Burke."
"So you know." Meredith nodded.
"I know." She took her small hands from his and put them on his cheeks.
"I had a good time, Derek. A very, very good time. And you… if you're willing to wait… I'll give you a happily ever after… No pressure, no… Mark…. No drama. Just… me." Derek smiled and leaned over to kiss her.
"Can I still kiss you like this from time to time?" Meredith smiled through his kisses.
"Yes, you may." and once again, she let herself fall as his arms went around her body.
GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA
"Good afternoon, council." Addison said, coming into the small classroom. School was now over, and Addison was in her monthly Special Events Committee meeting with the rest of the student body government. Her council greeted her in return, except for Derek, who was shifting uncomfortably in his seat at the other side of the long table.
"Has the student body co-President done the introductions?" Addison asked Sydney Heron, who was sitting up next to her.
"The co-President has a name, Addison." Derek said sternly.
"You don't get to be smart with me, Derek. Not today." Addison barked. Derek looked down in defeat.
"Okay… so… what're we doing here today?" Addison asked, shifting in her seat. The tension in the room was giving her a huge headache. She rubbed her temples as Tyler Martin passed her a bottle of water. She took a giant swig and only heard the end of Sydney's speech.
"And it'll be SUCH a great, and awesome party!" she said excitedly. Derek was busy scribbling in his notebook to care.
"What?" Addison asked her. Derek looked up.
"The Kiss On the Lips party, Addison. You've been planning it since May. It's also your seventeenth, remember?"
"Yes, I remember!" Addison snapped. Derek looked away quickly.
"Right. Umm… well, I just spoke with the people of the Palace… we got the Villard Ballroom!" Sydney said excitedly. The group clapped softly and started to talk with one another.
"And the Kiss On the Lips party… our charity for this party is…"
"For the poor families in New York. I've contacted the different shelters and over 9 of them have agreed to send a representative to the opening ceremony that night. I've got the list with me." Derek said. Addison nodded and typed the information in her PDA.
"And the swag?" she looked up at Olivia, George's ex-girlfriend, who has been waiting to be heard.
"Yeah! I mean… yes… we've got Kate Spade bags for the women and tickets for the International NASCAR Race in Italy for the men." Addison nodded.
"Good. Meeting adjourned. Good progress, guys. I'm gonna be calling my father about the food for the party. We'll be meeting again next week to plan the decorations. Sorry about the absence of Yang and Torres, apparently, they've got better things to do." Addison said, before getting up and adjusting her 5-inch stilettos. Derek walked up to Addison and grabbed her arm.
"We need to talk." Before she could say anything, he pulled her out of the classroom and into the empty hall. Derek made sure that the rest of the council were chatting away in the room before turning back to Addison who was now massaging her feet.
"What is there to talk about, Derek? We're broken up, and you've moved on with Meredith. My sister, Meredith. I'm okay. Just… don't do it in the house, okay? My room is right next to hers." Derek shook his head and sighed.
"Addie, stop being so immature about this." Addison scoffed.
"Immature?! I'm immature? You are the one who's been acting immature! You knew that we weren't working out, Derek! And you still ignored me and Mark, your best friend since you were born, for a year! I know what we did was unforgivable to you, but come on! You knew we weren't right together anymore! And then you sleep with my sister hours after we've broken up!" Derek squinted his eyes at her.
"You think I'm just sleeping with Meredith to piss you off?" he asked quietly.
"Yes." she whispered in the same tone. Derek sat down on the floor and looked at Addison, really looked at her for the first time in months.
"Meredith makes me feel different. She makes me feel… free. All my life, I've been living in this superficial, screwed up world, and you are a part of it. You embrace it. And then, when I first laid eyes on Meredith, I knew she was different. She has that freedom that I've always wanted. She doesn't focus on any of the stupid stuff going on around her like those elaborate designer gear or Upper East Side parties… she loves soccer, and her friends, and she loves spending time with me, Derek. Not… most popular jock, Golden Boy Derek. Just… Derek. And it makes me feel good… Just to be around her is enough for me. And I can't be with her… Because she's loyal. To you, to Cristina… and it pisses me off. Right now, as much as it pains me to say it…. I really hate that I know you." Addison closed her eyes, letting his speech sink in.
"That sucks, because I was really in love with you." she said. Derek cupped her face with his hand.
"I know."
"Derek?"
"Yeah?"
"When does it stop? The pain?" Derek thought for a moment.
"It fades eventually. You really don't know when, but someday, you'll wake up, and you'll stop thinking about that person, and what could've been." Addison cried into his hands. It was the first time they sat there in silence, no fights, no arguments. It was closure.
GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA
"Hey guys. Wanna get some coffee? I'm thirsty." Derek asked his teammates as he took off his Lacrosse team shirt. They had just finished their scrimmage and were now in the lockers, changing.
"Can't. Tryouts today." Alex said, putting on his blue Ralph Lauren collared shirt. Derek looked up at him, confused.
"Tryouts? For what?" George scoffed.
"Girls' soccer team, doofus. They're holding tryouts today. Meredith is trying out, and apparently, it's this groundbreaking event. A coach from Princeton is coming." Derek smiled proudly. Only Meredith can put out such a commotion unintentionally.
"I brought snacks. We better go before those assholes from St. Jude's School beats us." Mark announced, exiting the room, bags of candy and popcorn surrounding his arms. Derek stayed inside the lockers with Preston.
"You can go, Shepherd. I know you wanna see Grey." he said, stuffing his dirty clothes in his sports bag. Derek shook his head.
"Nah, it's okay. I know she'll make it. And Mer has enough class to not flirt with those St. Jude's asses. Let's just get coffee." Preston stood up and smiled at his best friend.
"Stop trying to be my person and go support the girl you love. I'm planning to watch a French film anyway, and you don't like watching them without a date, so… go." Derek chuckled as they started to exit the locker room.
"I only bring women to those French films because I feel really uncomfortable watching them with another dude… French films are basically soft core porn, man."
"Grey, Yang and Watson, you're up!" the girls' soccer coach, Ms. Perry shouted. The boys cheered as Meredith ran out onto the field in her very short shorts. The girls in the team looked on, envious.
"I should've worn your extra team shorts," Meredith mumbled as Cristina ran up next to her, the ball under her foot.
"Less talking, more ass kicking." Cristina said. Meredith giggled as Coach Perry blew the whistle.
"Come on, Watson! You wanna be in the team or not?! Block Yang!" Coach Perry shouted as the young Junior ran around the field, trying to block a fast-moving Cristina, who was trying to steal the ball from a faster-moving Meredith.
"Hey! You're just in time! She just started turning us on!" Alex exclaimed as Derek walked up to them, his mouth filled with popcorn. Derek rolled up the newspaper he was holding and smacked Alex upside the head with it.
"Dude… Grey rocks." one of the guys in the Lacrosse team, Tom Laramie stated as they watched the new girl, awestruck.
"Yeah… we witnessed it first hand yesterday… it was awesome." Mark replied, munching on his chocolate snack.
"Ooh!" they exclaimed as Meredith pulled a Greyslam right from under Cristina's nose.
"Awesome, Grey! Awesome! All those stories from West Coast Sports Magazine was true, huh?!" Coach Perry asked as Cristina and Meredith ran up to her, panting.
"That was truly, awesome." Cristina added. Coach Perry nodded at an older man who, gave her a thumbs up.
"That… was the soccer coach from Princeton." she said as the rest of the girls started to make their way back to the lockers.
"He's finally here to see me play?" Cristina asked, smiling triumphantly.
"No. He's here to see Grey. Ms. Grey, follow me?" Coach Perry asked. Meredith looked at Cristina, who turned her back on her, then back at Coach Perry. Then, nodding, she followed her. She did not see Cristina's hurt and angered face as she followed the rest of the girls.
So... future Cristina/Meredith rift? Yes? No? We'll see. I figured out how to post my banner guys! Just click on my homepage and voila, there it is! It's a whole lot of awesomeness so check it out! As for the next update? It'll take a while because I need to plan out the next chapters! Just sit tight, though, alright?!