So I figured out what to write my story on. It's gonna be amazing. So I had like half this chapter written, then my computer decided to unplug and I lost it. And it was amazing. It sucked. So now I completely have to start over. But on the other hand, with my new book, I'm gonna try and find a way to put it on fanfiction even though it's not a fanfic. If you're interested in what it's about, you can PM me or review and I'll be more than happy to tell you and get feedback.

So in this chapter I'm gonna get Chloe back into writing her movies like she used too. Here is chapter 31! Enjoy.

Chloe POV

When I woke up I was still in Derek's arms. I didn't want to wake him up, so I untangled myself from him as quietly as I could. Once I was on the floor I took a good look at Derek. He as so peaceful; I never saw him like that. His face is almost always guarding how he's feeling or what he's thinking. Even around me. But right now, his face was completely worriless.

Not wanting to wake him up, I grabbed a towel that I hung on the closet door, and I went to take a shower.

When I got out of the shower I saw that Derek was still sleeping. I looked over at the digital clock that we kept on the dresser and read 10:20am. He must be really tired. He never sleeps in this late. I thought to myself as I went downstairs to look for everybody.

I walked through the entire downstairs, finding no one, until I went into the kitchen and found a letter which from what I could tell was written in Kit's precise hand writing.

Derek and Chloe,

Tori, Simon, Lauren, and I went out into town for the day. We would've asked you if you wanted to come but you were still sleeping and we figured you could use some rest.

Tori is dragging Simon to the mall so that she can go shopping. Lauren and I are going to go get some supplies. We might go get dinner afterwards so don't wait up for us.

We have our cell phones if you need anything.

-Kit

Derek and I had the entire day to ourselves. From what I could tell he was still sleeping, so I'm not going to wake him up. I went upstairs and grabbed an extra blanket off the end of the bed that Derek and I always keep there.

Once I was settled on the couch downstairs, I started searching for something to watch on TV. Finding nothing, I reached for the coffee table and grabbed the notebook that was laying there.

Once the page was about as full as it could get with the movie script that I was writing, I heard Derek come down the stairs. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just his sweatpants. The same things he went to bed in last night which told me that he just got up.

He went strait into the kitchen so he didn't even see me sitting on the couch. From where I was sitting I could see him moving around in the kitchen. He was so sure of his movements. It was like his body knew what he was going to do before his brain did.

He moved around the kitchen a little longer until noticing, what I guessed, was where I was. I saw him reading the letter that Kit had left, so he knew that I was left here. With what looked like panic in his eyes he ran out of the kitchen into the living room, only stopping in his tracks when he saw me looking at him.

"Oh thank God." He said with a breath as he came to sit by me. "I didn't even see you sitting there when I came down. How long have you been up?" He picked up the blanket and placed it over both of us and scooted closer to me, putting his shoulder on the back of the couch behind me.

"Ummm," I said trying to think of how long I've been down here. "What time is it?"

"Almost eleven. Did you see the note that Kit left on the counter?" He looked into my eyes, keeping my gaze locked on his.

"Yes, and I've been up for about an hour, I didn't want to wake you up, you seemed like you needed some sleep." I leaned into his arms and rested my cheek against his bicep, never looking away from him.

"Yeah," he said with a strained laugh. "With everything that's happening I'm surprised I didn't sleep in even later." He reached his hand toward me and rested his palm against my cheek. I leaned into it for a moment then positioned my face so that I could kiss the center of his hand.

We sat like that for a minute until he moved his hand away to push some hair behind my ear. He kept his hand at the back of my neck and pulled me in. His lips met mine with so much hunger and eagerness, that I didn't even have time to realize that he was kissing me until I felt his tongue lick my bottom lip asking for entrance. I gladly let him in, loving the feel of him exploring my mouth.

I secured my hands around his neck and pulled myself up so I was straddling his waist. He slipped his arms around me, trapping; me in his embrace, pulling me closer to him. I tangled my hands in his hair and tugged it so I could get a better access to his neck. I traced my lips across his jaw bone, all the way to his collar bone. I knew that the spot right behind his ear was his most sensitive spot and made my way back up.

I sucked behind his ear and bite softly, rewarded by Derek's soft moan coming from deep in his chest.

He tugged at my hair and I met his lips again. I felt his hands explore my body and finally he bushed his hands under my shirt along my stomach. I tried to keep in my moan of feeling his hands on my bare skin, but didn't succeed. I figured that Derek had heard this, because right after the flipped us on the couch so he was hovering right on top of me. I tugged at his shirt until he finally helped me pull in off. I ran my hands all over his chest and stomach, running my fingers along the line of his abs. I heard another of what sounded like a growl from Derek, as he started to kiss and suck on my neck.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me; I also wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips met mine again; it wasn't as powerful this time, it seemed like he was pouring all of his love for me into that one kiss.

He picked me up, my legs still firmly around his waist and he carried us up the stairs to our room. Once we were in, he shut the door and pushed me up against it. Using the door as leverage he removed his hand from my thighs and pulled off my shirt.

We kissed for a few more minutes like that until he laid me on the bed, and pulled the cover over us.

I'm gonna leave it at that, cuz I'm pretty sure you guys caught on to what was going on. So remember to review, and if you're interested in my story just let me know. And also I was thinking about reading the Mortal Instruments series and was wondering if it was any good. So if any of you have read it, tell me what you think! Byeee