Author's Note: Hey there! Its me again! haha! :) First off, I'd like to thank all of my LOVELY reviewers. haha Thanks a bunch, it means a lot. :) ALSO; I love that everyone is enjoying Lily's character. If you've read my other fic, We Can Do This, which uhh... I SHOULD be updating... haha uhm, you'd notice the similarities between the two characters of... Lily... and Lily. HAHA. They're the same person... which happens to be ME. :) So its always great to know that people enjoy me. hahah the only difference between her and I is that she'd be skinnier... and uh. a bit prettier. haha

ANYWAYS. I hope you enjoy this installment of Only in the movies. :)

Only In The Movies

Scene Seven

Rooney's When Did Your Heart Go Missing? blared from Lily's cell phone as she sat impatiently on her bed. She picked it up and saw who was calling. She grinned.

"Yes, sir?" She answered.

"Sir? I'm eighteen. Hardly old enough to be called 'sir'." He answered.

"Anyways, where do you wanna do this?" She continued.

"By 'this' you mean...?" He teased.

"Oh come on, Derek. You need to lay a little truth on me, and I want to know where we'll be having this discussion." She ordered.

"Right. I'm not following." He lied.

"Ugh! You are such a loser! Just meet me in the student lounge in fifteen minutes. If you aren't there, I'll sick Casey on you. That is, assuming you won't enjoy it too much." She laughed before hanging up on him.

Lily was sitting in one of the lounge chairs waiting for Derek to meet her there. He was already seven minutes late. Another three more and she'll send out a search party consisting of a certain neurotic step-sister of his.

"Miss me?" His voice smooth and friendly, yet it made Lily want to punch him in the face. Maybe it was because of how late he was. She wasn't sure

"No Derek, I didn't. Now sit down and tell me everything." He took a seat diagonal from her; a coffee table was the only thing separating them.

"Well," He started with a sigh, "My name is Derek Venturi, I'm amazingly attractive, a magnificent hockey player, and quite a hit with the ladies." Lily was not amused.

"I'm serious, Derek! Tell me what the deal is. You sent me a text saying I was right and I demand to know the specifics." She said, all in one breath.

"Fine, calm down Miss freaks-a-lot." He started, flipping his hair a bit; in a manly way, of course. "Well... I may... kind of... a little bit... like Casey." He shut his eyes tightly, not wanting to see her 'I told you so' reaction.

Surprisingly to Derek, her reaction was only to squeal. It was loud and long; not to mention high-pitched. He covered his ears in mock discomfort (Okay, so maybe it wasn't fake).

She finally calmed down, "I'm sorry, its just... so cute! Not to mention I was right!" She replied happily.

"You honestly think that liking my step-sister is cute?!" He asked disbelievingly.

"Oh please, first of all you two aren't blood related. Second of all... you two obviously don't see each other as siblings." She reasoned and he nodded in agreement. "So what made you admit it to yourself, let alone me?" She wondered.

Derek shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He wasn't big on this kind of talk but it was unbelievable that he was even having this conversation with anyone. He realized that no one else would probably understand this situation well enough to talk to him about it. Lily seemed like a haven to him, enough to actually get him to talk about his feelings; more importantly his true feelings towards Casey.

"Just remember, Derek... I'm all ears. I'm not here to judge you, okay? I just want to help." She explained calmly as if talking to a suicide patient.

He took a deep breath before replying, "Well... I realized you were right after seeing Casey in that dress... and the way she blew up at me when she found out I was there. But the real kicker was when I left and sat down on some random bench. I just let my mind go... I really just remembered all the times Casey and I fought together and I just got to thinking about how strong and independent she is. She's the first person who really ever stood up to me and challenged me." He paused, running his hands through his hair. "I mean, the way we act towards each other has never been family-like. It may seem like sibling rivalry to some, but to me; to us even, its more like a fight to just fight. Like just to talk to her, to get her attention." He revealed, still surprised at himself for his lack of resolve.

"Well, what if you found a different way of acting around her?" Lily offered. Derek's head snapped up from its position: buried in his hands.

"I don't want to act differently. I live for our fights. That's just how we are, but I wouldn't change it for the world. I can always act like myself around her, I've never had to change for her."

Lily nodded, she obviously understood.

"Well, you should probably tell Casey how you feel." She insisted. He just gazed at her like she had lost her mind.

"Do you even know me?" He questioned.

"Well, Derek; we just met yesterday but if you haven't heard the other times I told you... I read people really well." She replied cheekily.

"Right. Well even if that were true you'd know that telling Casey is not an option. And even though we've never seen each other as siblings, it doesn't mean that our family won't be weirded out." He explained. She scoffed.

"You don't seem like you are very big on following rules, especially ones of society. Plus, don't you want at least one chance with Casey?"

"Uh, of course I do; but that doesn't mean she wants the same, and it doesn't mean our family will accept it. Something tells me that even if she does like me, if our family is against it: she will be too." He argued.

"That's a lot of hypothetical mumbo-jumbo, mister. You don't know if any of that is true." She reasoned.

"I'm sorry Lily, that I can't fulfill your fantasy of Casey and I becoming 'an item' but its not gonna happen." He told her.

"Oh come on! Its not my fantasy!" She stated defensively, "From an outsider's point of view, I say you two are perfect for each other. I can't let this just slip down the drain. It has to be given a chance. You want it, and I'm almost positive she wants it as well. Just let me talk to her for you. Please!" She begged.

"No, no, no, no." He fired rapidly, "Casey is to know nothing about this." He demanded, pointing his index finger at her.

"Derek, please. I was right about you liking her, so why can;t you trust my instincts?" She wondered.

"Because what if you're wrong. Then I'm humiliated and I have to live with that the rest of my life. I can't really escape her." He explained.

"But I'm not wrong! Please! I'm just going to talk to her about the possibility of her liking you. I won't say anything about you liking her." She pleaded. She could tell that the argument was getting through to him because he huffed and jiggled his leg frantically.

"Fine." He replied almost helplessly, "But you better not mention the way I feel about her." He ordered.

"Deal." She agreed happily. She stretched out her arms and reached over the coffee table to give him a hug. When he didn't return the enthusiasm she leapt over the table and forced a hug onto him. He feigned disgust but didn't hug her back. Lily knew he really appreciated what she was doing, despite his mannerisms.

"Hey, D; what you up to?" Sam called to his friend as he entered their dorm room.

"Oh... nothing. You know, just had a very...deep... chat with Lily." Derek replied.

Sam stiffened at this comment, "You? Deep?" He covered for his discomfort with a sarcastic joke on Derek's expense.

Derek shot Sam a menacing glare as his friend broke out into laughter.

"I am not amused, Sam. I am not as shallow as everyone thinks. I can be a very complex person." he explained defensively.

Sam's laughter was dying down as he spoke, "Right, Derek. The complexity of your babe-watching, hockey-playing, slacker lifestyle is mind-boggling." He replied sarcastically.

Derek rolled his eyes before stripping of his leather jacket and sitting on his bed.

"Whatever, dude. You're just jealous 'cause I hung out with your woman." he said.

"First off, she's not my woman. Second, I am not jealous. Third, what did you talk about?" Sam replied, a bit nervously towards the end.

"No, not jealous at all; but don't worry Sammy, we're not at all interested in each other." He tried to relax his best friend.

"I'm not worried. I mean, women practically throw themselves at you all the time, but uh... you're right: nothing to worry about." He said, turning his attention to his laptop.

"You really like her don't you?" Derek asked, guilt plaguing his emotions.

"I might." He replied shortly, "But it doesn't matter. I hardly know her, and its not like she's anyone's property. You can hang out with her whenever you want." Not looking up from his laptop once.

"Dude, I'm serious. I don't like her. She's trying to hook me up with someone else, so there's that." Derek said without thinking. How am I supposed to explain this to Sam? I have a crush that I haven't told him about? On his ex-girlfriend, even... more importantly, my step-sister. Derek mulled the thought over in his head.

"Really, D? You're having trouble getting a girl? And you need help from another girl? You realize Lily is now your 'wing man'?" Sam's voice not relenting on the amusement he found in the situation.

"Yeah, well... just this one time, I'm okay with admitting I need a little help." He confessed.

"Well who's the lucky lady?" Sam questioned.

Oh boy.

A/N: Thank ya. Read and review. :)