A/N: Sorry this chapter took a while! I was on vacation and had no way to upload! Thanks for all the reviews!
Meredith arrived back at her apartment later that night to a bone crushing hug from Denise. She hadn't even stepped though the door when she was hugged. "Oooh, Meredith!" Denise squealed then finally let go of her. "Why didn't you tell me about you and Brian?!" she asked before sitting on the couch and dragging Meredith there with her. "Spill everything."
"Brian?" Meredith asked confusedly, "There's nothing going on between us."
"But I saw you two holding hands after the show and all the times you two hang out, I was sure you guys were dating!" the blonde muttered with a disappointed tone.
Meredith quickly shook her head, "Really there's nothing going on." Did her best friend really think that? I mean, sure she had to act like they were, but that only started the night before. Denise sounded as though she expected it for a few months or something. "I just am using him for a fake boyfriend."
"But you two would be perfect! I know he likes you!" The girls uttered their sentences at the same time.
"Wait, What?" They said in unison.
"You explain yourself first, Meredith."
Meredith sighed then recapped the last few days from meeting Derek then asking Brian to be the fake boyfriend. "Now what's this about Brian liking me?"
"What? Brian liking you? This is all new to me,"
"Denise... Don't you lie to me."
"Well," Denise started to cower slightly, "He told me it, about a week or two ago," She sighed. And there was another promise she broke. Brian told her to promise not to tell Meredith. Hopefully, he'd just never find out she told.
Hearing this news from Denise just made Meredith even more confused than she already was. She used to like Brian. But that was years ago. Okay, maybe more like months ago. But still, she was over him and her feelings had moved on, hadn't they?
There was that nagging feeling in the back of her brain that it wasn't over. There had to be a reason she asked Brian to do this for her. Besides of course he was her best friend, and single. Did she still have feelings for him? Meredith quickly shook get heard trying to clear all thoughts of it.
"Mere, I think this is a bad idea, Using Brian like that. Someone going to end up getting hurt," Denise tried reasoning with her.
"I know what I'm doing, okay? I've got a plan! And everything is going to work out perfectly!" Meredith said raising her voice and getting off the couch. "I'm going to bed," She said and stormed off in to her bedroom. Why didn't anyone trust her? Couldn't she just do this one thing to finally be happy?
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Brian arrived home later that night and just flopped on the couch. Tonight it honestly felt like everything fell to shit.
"Hey there, Brian," Nick Lang said entering the living room and sitting oh top of him. "You look like your life recently fell to shit."
"Because it did!" Brian said then pushed Nick off of him. "Do you remember Derek Jones from high school?"
"Ugh, don't remind me!" Nick groans and flopped down on the couch next to Brian.
"Yeah... Well he's in Chicago now. And guess what? He's caught the eye of Meredith. She thinks he's amazing." Brian said and rolled his eyes.
"Sounds like someone is a little Jealoussss," sang Nick as he poked Brian in the side.
"Am not!" He protested back. He never told Nick about his crush on Meredith, actually the only person he told was Denise, well besides his sister. Denise was probably the worst person Brian could've told, actually. Suddenly another hard poke awoke him from his thinking.
"Yes! You like her, Brian! Just admit it!"
"You don't know what you're talking about!" retorted Brian. Then, he went at him. But a few seconds later Brian found himself pinned against the floor with Nick on top of him.
"Admit it!"
"Fine! I like her okay? Just get off of me!" Brian said as he tried getting Nick off of him.
"I knew it!" Nick yelled before jumping up and running towards the fridge. He placed a tally under his name on the whiteboard labeled; Worlds Worst Wrestler.
A few months ago they set up the World's Worst Wrestler or WWW to see who could win the most arguments in a physical matter. It was how they always handled things, but it was just more fun to keep track of it.
"You're getting better," Brian commented and he cracked his back.
"Practice," Nick said with a grin. "You know Bri, I've practically seen Meredith naked before."
Brian did a double take. Where the hell had that come from? "Wait, what? When did you practically see her naked?"
"Uh, backstage changing. It's not my fault people don't lock dressing room doors,"
"They don't lock." Brian reminded Nick.
"Come to think of it, I've probably seen at least half the team in their undies. You know, Meredith has pretty nice-"
"Nope! I don't want to hear it!" Brian said and put his hands up to his ears and hummed loudly.
"Okay I'm done!" Nick yelled so Brian could hear him. "But seriously we need locks on those doors; I don't need to be walking in on Joe and Lauren having s-"
"Goodnight!" Brian said then walked off to his room, not wanting to hear anymore about Joe and Lauren's sex life.
Brian didn't even bother changing when he entered the solitude of his room. He flopped down on the bed and thought about the choices he had made that day. Being Meredith's fake boyfriend would sure be a challenge, but he would just have to bottle up all his feelings for her and get on with it.