A/N: My mom took her laptop back, because hers broke or something. So now the only place I have internet is at work, and it is a little hard to update here with out getting caught. She said that I should be getting her old one back in about a week, so bare with me on the slow updates!

Once again, I do not own Dasey or Life with Derek.

Hopefully it's not to short, I'll try to make the next chapter longer to make-up for the lack of--in this one. Enjoy my fellow Dasey lovers.

I leave the bathroom and wander down the hallway towards the stairs. Boys are so weird sometimes, I thought. I make my way downstairs, pushing my way through people dancing. I found Emily; still talking to Jared so I started to walk that way. I notice Derek standing by the front door with Darcy. She had her back up against the wall and he had both arms extended out on either side of her, palms flat against the wall. He was leaning in leaving trails of kisses along her collarbone. He will always be a player, no matter what. No more than 5 minutes ago, he had his arms wrapped around me, telling me how much he liked it. I think I liked it to, which is weird. I'm not sure if it was because he said something nice to me, or because it actually felt good to me too. Ah, I need to shake this off, before I go crazy. I start to make my way over to Emily and Jared, but before I reach them, I feel a hand on my waist.

"Casey, where have you been?"

"I'm sorry Jony, I'm just a little out of it, I guess."

"Are you drunk?"

"I think so."

He laughed at me, but not really in a mean way, but more like a flirtatious way. We headed over to our friends and stood in a circle drinking and talking. Emily was telling us about the latest gossip, when Jony whispered into my ear. Giving me goose bumps all over my body.

"Listen, I need to go to the store. Would you like to come? Maybe fresh air would make you feel better."

"Yeah, sure, that sounds like a good idea."

We started to move to the front door. He opened it and motioned for me to go first. Derek looked up from his make out session and noticed I was leaving. His eyes were filled with confusion as I saw them stare back at me. I could tell just by the way he was looking at me he didn't want me to leave. Not with Jony, at least.

We get to his truck; he was just about to open the passenger door for me when I hear my name being called from behind me. I turned around to see Derek chasing after me.

"CASE! Wait up!"

"Yeah?"

"Well, um, where are you going?"

"The store, now will you move so I can leave?"

"Oh, of course. Sorry." He said, and then moved away from the opened truck door, giving me room to get in.

"Are you coming back?"

"Yes."

I don't understand him; not anymore to say the least. First he is rude to me in front of god knows how many people. Then all of the sudden he wants to care about my safety. Sure. So he tries to come and save me. He had the nerve to make me stop dancing because he will get jealous of others guys watching me. Afterwards he decides that he wants to be disappointed in me. Then tells me how much he likes hugging me right before he bails again. He makes out with a random girl in front of me, and now is chasing me out so I don't leave. All of this in less than two hours; it's too much. Derek Venturi, please make up your mind soon.

Jony and I drive to the store, making small talk. I rolled down the window so I could have the air on my face. He tried to ask several times, what is wrong with me. I always answered back 'nothing', because in all actuality, I have no idea what is wrong with me. I couldn't begin to tell you why all this Derek stuff is getting to me. I just want to get back to the party and have some fun. I started to think about it though. If this was just some sick game he was trying to play, then I would play back just as hard. It's his time to be confused about my actions.

After our twenty minutes missing from the party, we arrived back on the same street, lined with cars. Oh Jony, such the gentleman. He parked his truck, and ran over to the passenger side, to open the door and let me out. I step out and he grabs my hand as we walk along the sidewalk. Derek was sitting there alone, on the bottom step of the porch. He stood up as soon as he noticed we were walking that way.

"Derek? It's freezing out here. Why are you outside… alone?"

"I need to talk to you."

"Okay. Jony, can I meet you inside?"

"Of course." He kissed my cheek, and I felt them turn warm.

"So…?" I asked.

"So…" He replied.

"Derek. I don't have time for this. What do you need to say?"

"Well, I mean… I know what I want to say, but it's hard for me."

"Okay. Well I guess when you are ready then come find me."

"Wait, Case."

Before he could say anything else, I leaned in and kissed him. Well, it was more of a peck on the lips. Not really aggressive, but not really a soft one either. It probably resembled how and old married couple would kiss, as the husband leaves for work. Simple and sweet, and mostly to the point; with that, I got up and went inside. Now it was my turn to leave Derek, the womanizer, there to wonder what I just meant by that.