Heey guys! This chapter might not be that good, because it's like 3AM, and I can't sleep so I decided to write for you guys :) I hope you like it, but probably not because, like I said, it's 3AM and I'm tired.

Disclaimer: I do not own Darkest Powers.

Me: Tori? I'm going to let you go now.

Tori: Oh my gosh, really?

Me: Yep.

Tori: Well, great! So...let me go!

Me: No.

Tori: But you said you'd-

Me: I change my mind.

Chloe's POV:

I woke to the sound of loud snoring. I slowly opened my eyes and squinted against the morning sun blasting through my window. I close my eyes again.

"Wake up, sunshine," a familiar voice whispers.

I open one eye to see Derek, grinning and sneaking in.

I groan, shut my eyes again, and pull up the covers.

"Oh, come on. Don't you want your morning kiss? And your favourite bacon?"

I shake my head.

He stifles a laugh. "You look so beautiful."

I mutter something about how I look completely horrible, since I just woke up.

"Oh, no, no. It's rare seeing you like this. So dishevelled and groggy. It's pretty amusing."

I roll my eyes.

"Come on out, child. You don't want to miss your morning kiss." A pause. "Oh, hey. I can rhyme. I'm a poet and I didn't even know it."

I stifle a laugh.

"Do you want me to sing? I'll sing for you." He waited for an answer. When I didn't reply, he, so completely randomly, started to sing. "Get up, Chloe, get up, Chloe. You don't want to miss your morning kiss. You want your bacon, and I'm sure it'll get you shakin'."

I couldn't help it; I laugh out loud.

He was in such a good mood this morning, it made me in a good mood too.

"Bacon? Shakin'? That's-" I stop, bursting into laughter again. "I've never heard you sing but you know, you're pretty good."

Now it was his turn to laugh, bursting into hysterical laughter.

"Oh, that's a good one Chloe," he laughs and wipes a fake tear from his eye. "Woo."

"Derek," I roll my eyes playfully, throwing my pillow at him. He catches it and sniffs it.

"Yum. Chloe scent."

"Why are you in such a good mood?" I laugh.

His face went serious. "Why? I can't be in a good mood? Like seriously."

I stare at him.

He grins. "Kidding. Jeez. Gullible little Chloe, aren't you?"

I giggle.

"I'm in a good mood because..." his eyes went wide. "I don't know. Let's ask the good mood fairy. I'm sure she'll have the answer." He grabs my phone from the nightstand, dialing random buttons.

"Hello?" he says in a high-pitched, girly voice. "Yes, Fairy of Good Mood? Chloe Saunders, that's me. Yes. I would like to know why Derek Souza-"

"Hey! I don't talk like that!" I laugh.

"Oh, oh, I apologize," he says in his normal voice. He clears his throat and pitches it even higher, "SO, Good Mood Fairy, why is Derek Souza...Oh, sorry, I'm Chloe Souza."

"Chloe Souza?"

He closes my phone.

"DUH. Who else do you think you are? Chloe Saunders? Pfft." He rolls his eyes. "You're a Souza now."

"Not until we're married buddy." I grin.

"We're getting married?"

Our gazes locked.

Way to kill the mood, Chloe.

My cheeks heated. "Um, well, I-I...I guess it j-just came over me because b-before you said we were m-mates..." I paused. "N-no. I guess I s-said it too, but I-I d-don't-"

Shut up! You're making it worse! Just stop talking!

I had to agree with my inner voice this time.

I shut up.

"Chloe, I..." Derek shifted, looking uncomfortable with the situation. I couldn't blame him. I totally ruined the moment. "We are mates." He gazes at me with eyes filled with such love; it took everything I had to stay where I was instead of pressing my lips hard against his.

"And maybe we will someday...you know...get married. But, for now-" He presses his lips together. "We're only teenagers."

"I know."

"But mark my words, Chloe Souza-" He chuckles. "Excuse me, Chloe Saunders, we will get married someday."

"What about kids?" I prompt.

He blushed. "Yeah...I guess we'll do that too."

He met my gaze.

And, well, I couldn't help it; I leaped out of bed and jumped on him, crushing my lips on his. He wrapped his arms around me and I wrapped mine around his neck.

We stood like that, kissing, until finally, he broke away and said, "I'm hungry."

"You interrupted our kiss for that?" I giggle.

"Well," he pauses. "I am a big boy."

"Okay, big boy, let's go get you some breakfast."

"You're hungry, too."

"M'kay. Than let's go get us some breakfast, since I'm hungry too, as you so kindly pointed out." I grin.

He smiles, too, and takes my hand. We both walk downstairs together.

Derek's POV:

I'm in a good mood.

I don't know why.

Trust me, I have absolutely no idea. I just know that when I woke up, I was happy and a bit hyper, which is kind of odd, considering it's not...well, me.

Chloe and I walked into the kitchen, hand-in-hand. She let go of my hand to run and sit beside Tori at the kitchen table. Tori sat there impatiently.

"Dear Lord, does anyone know how to cook around here?" Tori mutters, obviously annoyed.

"Me," I grumble. Chloe and Tori look at me.

Well, it's true. I am a pretty good cook.

"How do you know how to cook?" Chloe asks.

"Natural skills," I grin.

She giggles.

Tori chuckles, too, which surprised me. Tori asked for some eggs, and Chloe asked for her favourite bacon.

Simon came running down, asking for some bacon and eggs. He sat in the seat across from Tori.

Once I finished making the meals, I handed it out to everyone and sat down beside Simon.

"So, guys," Tori begins. "Did you guys get the talk?"

"What talk?" Chloe asks.

"You know; the one about going all the way."

My eyes widen and Chloe gapes.

"Tori, I don't think-" Chloe starts, but Tori cuts her off.

"So, did you? Go all the way? I think you did, considering you guys look a little-"

"Tori!" Simon snaps.

"Oh, come on, Simon. I'm sure you want to know too. So, Chloe," she turns to her. "Did you guys do it yet?"

Chloe gasps and drops her fork.

I choke.

"Tori, please, shut up!" I say, annoyed.

"Tori, stop talking!" Chloe begs.

"Aw, so you didn't go all the way yet? You guys are-"

Simon jumps out of his seat and grabs Tori's arm, dragging her upstairs.

"But I wanted to know!" she whined.

Chloe and I sit there in silence.

"Um...t-that was awkward," she says.

I nod. "Yeah. And it killed my mood. I'm going upstairs," I say, letting my fork hit the plate with a loud CLANG!

"Wait, Derek," Chloe called, her voice hoarse.

I turn.

She kisses me passionately for a moment before breaking away and asking, "What are we still doing here?"

I stare at her, confused.

"We were supposed to go on the run from Andrew. No one has said anything about that since you got shot. He hasn't come home, and yet, he doesn't know that we know he did it. That's kind of odd, don't you think?"

I nod, understanding her point.

"Chloe, I honestly don't know. We might leave tonight. I'll tell Simon and you tell Tori."

"Okay. Oh, and Derek?"

"Yeah?"

"You're one hell of a kisser," she says before slamming her lips against mine.

"I am?" I ask, pulling away.

"Yep." She grins and runs upstairs.

I follow, feeling somewhat proud of myself.

Yeah, so, short chapter and kind of pointless, but hey, I'm bored. So next chapter will be filled with action and all that stuff. :) Review, please! Means a lot to me! Love you all! :D