I know this is short): I thought i'd give you something to hold you over though, haha. Time for warped tour(: Read;Review;Enjoy

"Are you coming with me to the track tomorrow?" Derek asked Meredith as she opened another beer.

"My dad's an ass, remember?" She grumbled and finished at least half of the drink in her hands.

"That was impressive," He laughed.

"I try," She put it down on the table. "I have to find my phone in Izzie's room. Help?" She smiled.

"If I have to," He joked as she pulled him down the hall. Derek closed the door behind both of them.

"Speak of the devil," Meredith mumbled as she picked up her phone. A text from Thatcher asking if she got all her work done. With a quick response, Meredith shoved her phone into her pocket and walked up to Derek.

He gently pushed her against the wall and smiled. "Hi."

"Hi," Meredith whispered as her pressed his lips against hers. She reacted by quickly, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning into him. His hands rested on her hips, but were slowly moving up her torso. "We should… probably…-"

"What are you- Okay!" Izzie laughed. "Yeah, bye." She quickly closed the door, but opened it again. "Woo hoo for you two and all, but please… not in my bed."

"Izzie!" Meredith ran a hand through her hair.

"Right, sorry." She closed the door again.

Meredith walked in front of the mirror and fixed her hair. "I'm way to drunk to even think right now."

"Talk tomorrow?" He said and she nodded.

x.x.x

"Someone has some explaining to do," Izzie smirked as she walked into the kitchen where Meredith was attempting to make something. "Please, don't burn my house down."

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes. "Did they leave yet?"

"Yup. Now, shoot."

"I don't even know, Izzie. Yeah, we've made out… one or two times in the past but that was different."

"One or two times?" Izzie raised an eyebrow. "I'm calling bullshit."

"Not the point, Izzie." Meredith sat on the counter. "The point is… my life fucking sucks!"

"Dramatic."

"Grrrr."

"I'm scared?"

"Oh, you should be," Meredith laughed as some smoke started to come out of the microwave. "Shit!"

"No more cooking!"

"Sorry."

x.x.x

Meredith was laying in her bed when her phone started to ring. "How was the race? Did you win me some money," Meredith laughed.

"Of course I did," Derek laughed. "So, I'm on my way back home and my mom made one of her huge dinner's. Want to join?"

"Is Nancy going to be there?"

"She wont say anything, I promise." He told her. "Plus, we can talk about that party last night."

"What time should I be there?"

"Six twenty-ish." He said.

"Okay. See you then."