:D I got 13 reviews for the last chapter! so so so happy but yet again, I have to ask for 4 reviews (but more would make me update even faster) so review review! I know this is kinda "oo, drama" haha. Also try to imagine them as season 1 derek and casey. That's how I imagine them…anyways here is the new chapter. The first few paragraphs, I kinda rambled on..
Disclaimer: I do not own Life with Derek or its characters -serious face-
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"I walked out the bedroom and closed the door behind me. I rushed into my room and locked the door. Then I let all the tears that I was suppressing before flow out. I was crying like earlier today. Silent tears, only there were a lot more of them than earlier. I knew that the questions I had before in my mind were answered."
I sat on my bed, just contemplating what just happened. I guess, he didn't like me…and even if he did, I saw that he certainly didn't like me as much as that girl. I went to the mirror of my room, and looked at my body. Maybe if I wore more revealing clothes, I thought to myself as I slightly pulled the bottom of my shirt downwards, revealing a little cleavage. NO, no, no. These feelings are here again. The feelings that come along with the crush, that make me want to change myself just so he can maybe like me. I don't want to dress skanky. I don't want him to notice me just because of that, right? I wanted him to notice my likes and dislikes and my habits and tendencies to do something and what ticks me off and what makes me happy. I wanted him to notice me for who I am, not someone that he can have a "fun" time with.
I sighed and went back to my bed. He always makes me so self conscious, I thought as I buried my head into my pillow. The pillow was a little…damp. It was probably from my tears earlier. I went to the mirror, and observed my face. Good thing I wasn't wearing makeup, or else I would look like Frankenstein's bride. The puffiness and redness of my eyes had gone down. Well it was an hour later since my crying parade. My eyes were a little irritated from wiping it so much. But, all in all, I looked like I just came out of Disneyland. The door started to creak and I saw, as I turned my head, that it was Derek opening it.
"Hey, Case…" he greeted me.
"Hi," I replied, not knowing what else to say.
"You wanted say something to me earlier?" he asked me.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Oh that's right, I was going to tell him that I was in love with him.
"Oh, nevermind, it wasn't important," I lied.
"You sure, cause you can come to me for anything, right?" he said to me, as he picked up one of my snowglobes with a happy smile on his face.
"Yeah, I know."
"Sorry for walking in on…"
"Oh, it's alright. I should have expected that you were um "busy"," I interrupted him.
"How often do you think I'm "busy?" he asked me, the snowglobe still in his hand.
"About every day…" I truthfully told him.
"Case, you actually think that I'm busy "with" a girl about everyday?" he said surprised.
"Well, you do have a reputation at school, Derek."
"I know, I know…but most of its all rumors," he said to me, still playing with that snowglobe, "So don't believe everything you hear."
He then moved over towards me, and crouched down right in front of me so he and I were at eye length. He took my hands into his and looked at me straight in the eyes.
"Alright?"
"Ok," I agreed in monotone.
"Well, then that's settled," he declared, as he stood up and headed towards the door.
I normally would leave it at this, but something in me suddenly sparked.
"I saw you making out with that girl at school earlier," I suddenly shouted out to him, as his hand was on the doorknob.
He drooped his head down, letting out a frustrated sigh.
"You saw that?" he asked me.
"Yeah, right before I flipped my hair," I informed him.
"Well, I'm sorry you had to see that."
"Why? I mean, I know that teenagers have a lot of raging hormones and sometimes it bursts out of them making them do a lot of…stuff, and that you, of course, are no exception. I see people do that all the time, and maybe even more than that..."
"Stop right there," he said as he held a hand to my face, "I do not have raging hormones in me."
"Hah, then what was that display of spit swapping earlier?," I asked humorously.
"That was…just for fun."
"Right, big fun…" I said, "so how bout that girl?"
"What girl?" Derek asked, pretending he didn't know anything.
"You know what girl."
"What about her?" he asked.
"Well, are you dating her?"
"You think I would date her just because I made out with her?"
"I didn't know that you thought like that."
"Like what?!"he exclaimed.
"Like you can just use girls for your insensitive hormonal reasons!"
"I told you, theres no hormones in me," he said, " Why are you so worried about how I treat girls?"
I was worried because...I didn't want him treating me this way...but I wasn't about to tell him that.
"Because..." I started to say, "I dunno."
"Would you rather I be dating that girl then?"
No I didn't.
"Sure," I said suddenly, wondering how stupid I was.
"Well there's one problem. She doesn't mean as much as," he said to me, as he grabbed my hand, "As one other person does."
"Right, right…" I said, nodding foolishly, "So seriously? No hormones in you at all?"
He smiled in reply. He leaned down and his lips became closer and closer to mine. He said, with his lips a few inches away, "Maybe there's a few…" he leaned in even closer. I got really really nervous. I turned my head, so he kissed me on the cheek. This was vaguely familiar with how I dealt with Noel's kiss too.
"Why'd you turn your head?" he whispered the question to me, as he realized he was kissing my cheek.
"I dunno…" I truthfully told him, as I looked him straight in the eyes.
I bet he could see that I was as confused as he was.
"Alright," he said as he was standing again.
He reached for the snowglobe that he was playing with before.
"You remembered how you got this?" he asked me.
I really didn't remember.
"No…" I replied.
"Shame shame, Case. I always thought you had a great memory," he stated, "Well, it was the week after you broke up with Sam, and we had to go Christmas shopping together."
"Oh yeah," the memories rushing into me.
"You were moping and stuff, so then I bought you this to shut your mouth."
"Hah, now I remember."
"So I did get you something for an occasion," he said, referring to the spork conversation, "And after I gave this to you, you kept smiling and even gave me a hug…"
He just looked at me with a simple face.
"Yeah, I remembered that I had to force you to hug me," I said, "And I had to force you to stop."
"Well, that was a really nice hug," he said, moving uncomfortable, "You're a great hugger."
"Well, thanks," I laughed.
"We should…hug more," he muttered.
"What did you just say?" I asked, amazed.
"I think that we should give each other hugs more," he said louder.
"Did the Derek Venturi just ask for hugs?"
"Yes, I did," he stood up in front of me stretching his arms, "and I would like to start now."
I stood up and headed toward him. He watched me with careful eyes. I leaned into his chest, and before I could put my arms around him, his arms instantly wrapped around me. We stayed like that for about 4 minutes, with my arms and head pressed into his chest, his chin on the top of my head. He held me tight as if this was the last time we were going to be like this.
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ugh…I did not like this chapter at all…its kinda random and really short. Its like a filler chapter. I'm having semi-writers block, so any suggestions? So 4 reviews :D sorry if this was a disappointment. It was not my best work…but if you wanna see more of my work, review!! (sorry for another almost-kiss, now its like a running gag -.-) ahh the first time I posted this up, I forgot the flashback, so I had to go back and edit this, sorry!
