AN: You guys should love me since I'm updating the next day I posted the story, lol. I was going to make it longer, but writers love cliffhangers. evil laugh I usually don't update next day, and I was planning on updating the same day, but I had no time, so…here's the chapter! P
Disclaimer: I do not own Life with Derek, Captain Morgan Rum, Coyote Ugly Saloon, or Imperial Palace in Las Vegas
All of them went to a karaoke club in Imperial Palace, sitting at the bar. Everyone but Casey and Sally had alcohol in their hands.
"Anything for you two lovely ladies?" the bartender asked, wiping water off the counter with a rag.
"No-" Casey started, but was cut off by Sally, who said, "Two virgin margaritas on the rocks."
"Umm…Sally I don't drink," Casey said, biting her bottom lip.
"Don't worry; virgin margaritas don't have tequila in them. If I hadn't known that I wouldn't have ordered." Sally explained.
"Aw, what's wrong? Space Case can't handle any alcohol?" Derek asked, smirking. Ugh, why am I even sitting next to him? Casey thought, glaring at him.
"I can too! I just choose not to." Casey protested.
"Derek, don't do this to Casey," Sam warned. "Remember what happened last time?"
Derek ignored him. "Whatever, I'm not surprised. I bet you don't even have the guts to sing karaoke up there."
"Oh, yeah? I bet I can drink as much as you and sing up there!" Casey said, getting up.
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And that was all Casey had remembered from that night. She was barely waking up with a massive headache. She put a hand to her head then got up a little, to see that she had slept with her head on Derek's chest, with her arms wrapped around him. She immediately rolled to the other side, except for her arm, which was under Derek's sleeping body. "Ooh…shouldn't have moved so fast…" Casey muttered, putting her hand to her head again.
"Well looks like someone's awake after last night." Derek said, opening his eyes.
"What exactly happened last night…?" Casey asked, sitting up in the bed, leaning on the head board.
"Well, first we had a contest to see who could drink the most shots, but I stopped you before you wrecked yourself drinking twelve shots of Captain Morgan Rum. And then you tried to get on the stage to finish the bet, but they didn't let you because you were so drunk, and I had to carry you out and bring you back here." Derek explained like it was nothing. Casey looked at him, stunned.
"Don't worry, I've seen worse." Derek added.
Casey sat there for a minute, staring at particularly nothing. She then turned to Derek, "Thanks." She said.
"For what?"
"Saving me from a night of disaster, that was really sweet of you." Casey smiled at him.
"Whatever, I mean Sam or Ralph probably would've done it too, but-" he was cut off by Casey kissing him on the cheek. She then got up, noticing she was wearing something different from what she wore the night before. "Did you change my clothes?" she asked, seeing that she was now wearing pajamas.
Derek looked around and said, "No…" Casey shook her head, walking to the bathroom. Derek, not knowing she was taking a shower, walked in a few minutes after to see Casey barely getting into her towel.
"Der-ek!" she groaned. He immediately closed the door, scratching his head, shocked by what he had just seen. "Wow," he muttered to himself, leaning on the door. After a while, Casey opened the door, causing Derek to fall back, but Casey held onto him causing him to turn so it would look like Derek had caught her. Derek's hands were on her hips, and Casey's arms were around his neck, and they could feel each other breathing on the other. They locked eyes for a while, and Derek started leaning in. Casey did too, but Derek stopped and they let go of each other. Casey tried to hide her disappointment and said, "See you at breakfast…" just before Derek went into the bathroom.
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"Casey, what's wrong? You look pale!" Sally said, concerned. They were sitting at a table in the breakfast buffet.
"Your parents didn't find out you guys were here, did they?" Kendra asked.
"I'm fine…and no, mom and George didn't find out." Casey said, faking a smile. "I'm just a little woozy after last night, that's all." The truth was, actually, that she was thinking a lot about what happened back there with Derek. I can't possibly fall for Derek…he's a jerk! She thought. A really cute jerk…wait, no!! He's an annoying, obnoxious- Casey paused. Sweet guy. She smiled for a second until Derek came and sat down next to her. Casey continued picking at her food, looking down.
"So," Sam started, trying to break the tension between the group. "Where're we going to today?"
"I was thinking; we go to the Coyote Ugly saloon place. I saw the movie, and it looked awesome!" Ralph said, smiling. The girls smiled, but rolled their eyes.
"Hmm…hot girls dancing on a bar? Sounds cool with me!" Derek laughed. Casey couldn't help but feel a sting of jealousy, knowing that Derek was obviously going to hit on girls the whole time they're there.
"Coyote Ugly it is!" Kendra smiled.
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"Hey, kid. You want a drink?" a girl asked Casey, who was sitting at the bar in Coyote Ugly. She shook her head no, and then the girl proceeded to a few guys.
Suddenly, Casey spotted a guy checking her out, she decided to play along, and winked back at him She tore a piece of a napkin, writing down '1-800-YOU-WISH' on it. She folded it, faking a smile and giving it to the guy, then proceeded to walk back to her seat and watch the guy's reaction.
Derek saw this, and stopped dancing and walked over to Casey. "What was that?" he asked. You are not jealous…you're not… he said in his head.
"Nothing, why do you ask?" Casey asked, glancing back at the guy, who was ripping the napkin in half and throwing it on the floor.
"Because I, as your stepbrother, have to take care of you, considering I'm older." Derek lied, smirking.
"Don't worry; I put a fake number on there, like I would ever be interested in a guy like that." Casey rolled her eyes.
"Oh, so you wouldn't mind dancing with your ridiculously hot, stepbrother would you?" Derek asked, grabbing Casey's hand and leading her to the dance floor.
"Why do you keep saying 'stepbrother'?" Casey asked, annoyed, but started to dance with him anyway.
"'Cause I am your stepbrother." Derek stated. The real reason why he kept saying it was, because saying 'stepbrother' meant they weren't really related, and he liked how that worked.
Casey rolled her eyes. "Why are you being so naïve and…" Casey almost shuddered at the words. "Nice,"
Derek was searching for what words to say. He imagined himself saying 'I'm falling for you, Case.', then shook the thought out of his head. He shrugged, then said, "I don't want you to bug me during the trip."
Casey glared and gave him a look. She stopped dancing and let go of him. "What?" Derek asked. Casey rolled her eyes, starting to dance again.
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When they all came back to the hotel, Casey felt hot and took off her shrug, revealing her black tank top. Casey gasped, seeing George and Nora coming out of one of the elevators. She looked at Derek, who looked just as lost as her. "Uhh…" Casey was frustrated. She groaned and grabbed Derek by his shirt and pulled him into a kiss, like last time.
"Ugh, not again," George complained, passing the two.
Kendra, Sam, Sally, and Ralph were hiding their faces so they wouldn't see them either. When they were gone, they shook their heads. They turned to look at Derek and Casey, who still haven't broken out of the kiss yet.
"Uhh, guys?" Sam asked. Derek opened his eyes, then pulled away from Casey. Casey's and Derek's faces were red from the lack of air from the kiss.
"Sorry…" Casey said. "F-f-force of habit." She bit her bottom lip. Derek smirked, rolling his eyes.
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