He's a Rock star
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own life with Derek
AN: Enjoy
Two days have passed- only 48 hours! So many more to go and Casey was crumbling. She wasn't the only one though- but he didn't want to admit it. He didn't want to seem addicted (but we all knew he was.)
"Dude just ask her to come. You're dying out there!" Ralph yelled trying to get Derek's attention.
They had just played a set and where now relaxing in their tour bus. Derek sat there quietly with a beer in his hand. He was itching to call her or even text her. He hadn't spoken to her all day. He missed her call, he was asleep. When he finally did wake up they had to go do a few interviews and promotional work. Soon enough it was time to go one stage. It was only then, at 3 am that he had a chance to look at his phone. His heart shank when he saw some of her text messages.
Call when you get a chance
Der, I know your busy but… =(
Fine Venturi, don't call and don't answer my texts!
He wanted to reply but he knew her. Casey was the lightest sleeper . She'd definitely wake her up if he did. He couldn't wake her up. She had class the next day and the whole reason she wasn't there with him was because of that stupid class! He couldn't be selfish, he'd take the pain of another 24 hours without her.
He didn't expect to be this attached. He knew he'd miss her but he thought he could finish the tour without too much damage. However if this was a mere two days…two months was going to be insane.
"I can't." He mumbled in response to Ralph.
"Guys! I don't wanna hear your bitching when I wake you up in the morning. Get to bed!" their manager Joe shouted with a smile.
They all grunted and groaned but understood. They all hated being woken up after those long nights. They all slowly retreated to their bunks. All except for Derek.
"D man, come on get up." Sam spoke.
"Nah, I'm breaking night dude." He replied to his best friend.
"Why?" Sam questioned.
"Because in 4 hours Casey will be up." He spoke looking away. He definitely sounded like a sap.
Sam laughed a little but he understood. Those two lived together for years and this was the first time they were a part. Of course it was killing Derek.
"I suggest you make some coffee then," were Sam's final words before retreating towards his bunk.
The hours drew long and it became very hard for Derek to stay up. He went through two pots of black coffee already! It was finally 6:45. He would be able to call her in 15 minutes…if he wasn't passed out by then. He tried doing everything to keep him busy, to keep him occupied. His mind off sleep but his eyes were heavy and his thoughts were hazy. He had to call her now.
6:55 am
"I hate you." Were her first words .
"I know." He sighed retreating towards his bed. He knew they wouldn't talk very long. She had to get dressed and get moving. And he knew he didn't have very much energy left in him ethier. But her voice was all he needed to hear. Even if she was telling him she hated him.
"I miss you." She said softly.
"No you don't." he replied laying his head on his soft pillow and pulling the blankets over his head. He was looking for a fight.
"Why are you up?" she asked choosing to ignore his prior comment. She couldn't start something she knew they wouldn't be able to finish.
"Broke night." He said simply. "Had to call." He finished.
She smiled on the other line, he could feel it.
"Go to sleep Der," she whispered.
"Stay with me till I fall." He muttered already half gone.
"Text me when you wake up!" she yelled demanding it!
"Shut up" he whispered and she did. But not because she actually listens to him but because she knew he was tired and she wanted him to sleep. It only took a total of 5 minutes till the line was completely silent.
"D," she whispered. And this time she heard no response. "Goodnight baby."
AN: Probably one or two short chapters to go.