Some details I forgot to mention:

They are in the winter break, while that, meredith works at a book store. I don't know how college works in the US but anyway, that's not important. It's Meredith last year of medschool before going to Seattle Grace.

She is staying at her mom's old house but she is the one who pays it.

Derek is an intern, soon to be a resident.

Amelia is the same age as mer and she is not going to make another appearance till later eps, [do you like them being friends?]

anyway, this is kind of short, but well, next chapter it's where the actual story begins,I had to change some things of this one, but I'm excited to post next chapter and about all the things I am panning to do with this fic * evil ginn* also, all the reviews I ve gotten they all made me so happy and smile, thank you guys! Hope you enjoy the ride!

Chapter two— Late and naked.

I wished I could start this by saying: She was late and she was never late. But being late was an usual habit of hers since high school. Her mom hadn't been there to get her out of bed when she was younger and the alarms where useless for teenagers, so the idea of being sent to detention because she had missed the first class was not a strange thing for her. But things had changed, everything was different now. She was an adult, she was on her own. No one cared if she was late or not. Which was not a good thing, because if she missed something important for her exams? It was not her teacher's problem. It was on her.

If she was late to work she could get fired. It was not a problem to the book store's owner, they could easily find someone else. But who was going to hire someone who didn't take punctuality very seriously?

How was she going to be a doctor if she couldn't be on time to an important surgery?

Being late was a problem she needed to fix.

When she first opened her eyes that morning she felt like there was an orchestra playing in her head. She groaned, quickly regretting her own actions. The light burned like hell.

How much did she had last night?

And god, she was really sorry in the mornings. Because her whole body was sore.

And something told it was her own fault.

No, it was all on the man who was laying in the floor next to her.

He had seduced her with all his dreaminess and eyes and all his... ugh.

The accurate thig was a rock concert. She had a rock concert playing in her head.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

It was also tequila's fault. And the lack of sex. That combination was dangerous, especially for her. Tequila made everything porny and she was weak.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

She was sure she hadn't been that drunk when they had started talking but in that moment while laying on the couch naked she couldn't remember the guy's name.

Wait.

She was laying on some couch naked.

Reality hit her then.

And she fell down on the man's back when she tried to get up.

He was naked.

And his ass was... Well. Just against...

"Ouch!"- now she found herself on top of the cold floor. He jumped and almost made her hit her head against the wall.

"What the fuck?!" She groaned, grabbing a purple blanked to cover herself up. When she looked around, all she saw were boxes. And their clothes, it was a real mess.

I am new to Seattle.

She remembered that. He said it was his first time in the city, and apparently that was not one of his terrible pick up lines. Because if there was anything she remembered was that. It had been funny and cute with two shots of tequila already in her system. Right now it was just...

" This is humiliating in so many levels..." She groaned, still trying to keep the blanket around her tiny body.

"Why don't you come back down here and we pick up where we left on last night?" He asked with a smirk, his blue eyes looking at her, from her eyes to her toes.

"Stop looking at me like that!" She exclaimed.

"Like what?" He asked, grabbing his trousers, he knew what she was talking about.

"Like you've seen me naked!" He exclaimed. But the thing was... He had seen her naked.

"I am seeing you naked right now." He pointed out with a smirk. She covered herself up quickly, her cheeks taking a soft shade of red.

Stupid blanket.

"I need to find my... Um..."she looked around what looked like a living room. Her trousers where laying next to her purple jersey, beside her shoes. But her panties and her bra were nowhere to be found.

"This?" He picked her bra with a cocky smile. Arrogant ass.

But he did have a good ass.

But he was hot. And even if he had terrible pick up lines he was amazing. One of the best nights of her life.

And he had found her favourite bra.

But anyway, all that, it was something she needed to forget, because if he offered doing it again once more she may accept his proposition.

And she was late to work. She was always late.

Maybe that was what her mom meant, maybe, she was right. Because this was embarrassing, not a experience she wanted to repeat. Because she was doing it right now, half naked and late to work.

And the most important: Fighting the urge of jumping him right there.

"Last night was great." He smiled, Meredith nodded.

She really needed to get out.

She couldn't find her panties, and she was sure that she was wearing them last night. "I can't find my panties." She groaned, nervously looking between his shirt.

Whatever.

She grabbed her trousers and ignored the fact that she was going to regret that decision, but she needed to get out of there right now. That was her second rule. Run away quickly. Don't stop for breakfast, eve if they make pancakes.

"Well, it was nice to meet you...um... " crap, crap, crap. She couldn't remember his name. Which meant he was going to say it. And she was going to have to tell him hers.

"Derek." He smiled, after a few seconds he leaned to offer her his hand, finally fully dressed. That was better.

Not that he didn't like him naked. It made the concentrating thing easier.

"Right, Meredith." She couldn't help but smile. His smile was contagious. He was... Not like her other night stands. But she was never going to see him again, so she was not going to put much thought on what that meant. "It was nice to meet you, Derek"

She was going to walk out that door and Derek was going to walk out her life. That was it. And if I've seen you I don't know you.

"Well, I am late to work and you should take a shower so..." She said, walking towards the door, a speechless Derek looking at her with a frown."Bye!" She said quickly.

Derek couldn't remember the last time he had had an one night stand. Maybe in his first years of college Mark ha finally gotten what he wanted, make Derek his wingman, but normally, in college it was easy to sleep with random people since everyone was way too drunk to care.

When he has seen that girl last night he didn't know what had gotten into him. When he first saw that bar it all had been about having a drink to congratulate himself for surviving his first shift as an intern, then he swore that he was going home. But then he had seen her and all he had been able to say was:

"Is this a good place to hang out?"

Terrible. Now, he did realise that. But even if he looked like he actually had a long queue of girls waiting for him, he didn't. He had never been confident like Mark. And definitely didn't look like that in high school.

And he had discovered hair products way too late.

But somehow she started talking to him. And he was just amazed. He didn't know her, he didn't want a relationship at this point; but she was just... Soft, warm. She smelt good and last night had been great.

she had been like a breathe of fresh air.

But she was gone now. And he was staring at her panties, which happened to be on his jacket's left pocket.

He smirked, leaving them hanging off his coat hanger.

Thoughts?

xoxo.