A/N: Heeyyy Guyss! What's up? Before you start a mob, let me apologize for taking forever and a day to update. I have been extremely busy with school stuff. I am graduating high school this year and I have AP classes (my stupid brain took 3) so I have a lot on my plate. I AM SO SO SO SO Sorry. I promise to try to update more often, not every three months. Thank you for not giving up on me!
Disclaimer: I do not own DP but I do own the new characters and plot.
~~~~~~~~YEAHBOY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chloe POV
Ok I may or may not be avoiding Derek after we ….. After what almost happened. You can't blame me for avoiding him what do you say to your fake husband after you almost do real things. I've been taking shift after shift at the dinner so I wouldn't see Derek much. And I hole myself in my room any time we're in the house at the same time. Thanks to google and its invasion of privacy Derek fans come to the dinner to see his "wife". People actually stated lining up outside the dinner, we have never been busier. I remember a few days ago when I and brad were in the kitchen with a few other staff members and brad said "Damn Chlo, you're a freaking tourist attraction. I should start making people pay extra if they want you as their waitress… can't you guys see it? 20 dollars extra to have the Chloe Souza as your waitress."
And everyone including me laughed because we know some of Derek's nut job fans are willing to do that. Some of his fans actually started sending me fan mail to give to him because they believe it has a better chance of actually getting to Derek through me then if they mail it to his reps.
I know Derek has training till six and it's only 5:30 right now so I have thirty minutes to do what I want down here and go hole myself up in my room. But I've been running around for days I just need to rest so I drop down on one of the chairs around the kitchen island and put my head down just for a few second then lifted it back up. I opened the fridge and grabbed an apple and a bottle of water and headed up to my room.
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My phone's beeped reminding me it was 6:00 and Derek should be home anytime soon so I should probably pretend to sleep now. So I lay my head down and covered myself with the blanket and closed my eyes enacting my fake slumber. Before I could fully pull in the sleep factor someone barged in and I think I know who that someone so I tried very hard to keep my eyes closed and pretended to still be asleep.
"Open your eyes and stop pretending to sleep princess"
I kept my eyes closed and tried to be so very convincing and it was working Thiel I heard Derek's feet move closer to my bed. Oh god.
I felt his hand jab me in where he assumed was my head, but because I am smarter than him, I put a pillow there. Ha! Stupid Derek!
Then he ripped the blanket off me.
"Ahhh! What the hell are you doing?! I could have been naked!" I screamed
"Why would you be naked?" he smirked, "Here I thought you had enough, when in reality you were beginning for more? Would you like me to help you out?"
He crossed his arm, exposing biceps the same biceps that, belonged to the arm that was holding me so close a few days ago the same biceps, that I held tightly when…..
And this is why avoiding Derek works. out of sight and dirty thoughts are out of mind. Derek moved closer towards the bed making me shrink back a bit because of this action Derek's eyes squinted close together as he said:
"Have you been avoiding me princess?" he had a smirk on his face but it didn't reach his eyes. And this is what I was trying to prevent, the questions I didn't want to answer. So I did what I've been doing for the last few days when it came to Derek I walked away quickly so I was basically running away ….again. I fast walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Too bad Derek isn't the type to give up easily so I wasn't shocked when he came downstairs and joined me in the kitchen
"You know if you really wanted to run all you had to do was pick up your car keys and leave." Derek retorts
My eyes darted to the kitchen island where I had left my keys but before I could take Derek's advice and lung for the keys he already had them in his hand spinning them around.
"OK princess this is how things are gonna go ok? We're gonna have a little Q&A so sit down so I can question you properly."
I knew the first question on Derek's list and I really don't want to answer it so I needed to stall.
"Why do you think I would answer any thing you ask me?"
At this point I am hoping my fake bravado would put him off.
"Well princess if you don't answer my questions am going to get that old car of yours totaled."
I gasp
"You wouldn't dare." I hissed
But Derek crossed his arms, making him look more intimidating as he moved closer to me but my stupid feet was frozen to the ground and Derek moved close till we were face to face.
"Try me"
We stood there for like 2 minutes just glaring at each, testing each other. We would have stood there longer if his cell phone hadn't rung. Derek sighed and our freakish eye contact broke. He grabbed the phone out of his back pocket but before he answers his eyes flashed back at me as he said:
"you…stay. There. This isn't over."
I rolled my eyes and replied "Where would I go?"
I dropped my tired body on the one of the kitchen island chairs and I rested my head on the kitchen island itself and closed my eyes as Derek answers his cell phone.
"Hello…..oh hey Dad…. yes she's here… ….ok" Derek clicked something on the phone the Kit's voice comes out loud and clear.
"Ok it's on speaker and Chloe is listening." Derek says with a confused look
"Ok turn on your TV and go to channel 22" kit orders a bit panicky
That worries me a bit because what could possibly cause a men who is a lawyer and has a son who can decapitate you his hands tied behind his back with his eyes closed to panic. Derek hands me the phone and picks up the remote, turns on the TV and switch it form the news channel to channel 22.
"Ummm….. Kit channel 22 is E!" I say into the phone
"Yes Chloe I know. just watch…..you too Derek"
"Ok" Derek says still confused but he does as told and sits next to me. Really close to me actually, a little too close for comfort. Just because were dealing with this kit thing doesn't mean I forgot about what is going on between me and Derek. The little tune that plays every time E! NEWS is about to start played and brought me out of my thoughts. And there on the TV screen was Giuliana rancic and Terrence Jenkins and on the screen behind them (much to my dismay) was the words Amber Denison and behind the words was a split screen on one side the picture Liz and Tori put on twitter of me and Derek on the other side was a stunning picture of someone in a tight silver dress in black stilettoes.
"Ok yesterday our very own Jason Kennedy interviewed the gorgeous Amber Denison.".
The moment the name slipped out of Giuliana's glossy pink lips, my heart dropped to my toes and was slowly sinking into the floor. But that didn't stop Giuliana from talking.
"So Jason interviewed Amber yesterday and asked her the scary questions everyone has been asking. Her responses are shocking, watch it here only on E!" Giuliana says and smile as the screen changes from Giuliana and Terrence to a guy and a stunning girl in tight leather pants and a white lacy top with sleeves. Like I said stunning. Amber and Jason sat there with perfect Hollywood smiles.
"Amber oh gosh it's been too long you look amazing as always how have you been?"
Jason says gushing. Amber's I-am-a-Hollywood-blonde-bombshell smile widened.
"Oh my, Jason it has been too long and thank you, you look fabulous too and I've been great my modeling contract renewed and my grandma turned 83 yesterday so things are pretty well. Thanks for asking."
"That's great for you Amber but now it's time to get real." Jason says, overdramatically
I think I know where this is going.
"So Amber I know you heard about your ex Derek Souza getting married…."Jason stopped to look at Amber's face, waiting for a reaction and he got one. Amber's perfect smile dimed a bit.
After that Jason's smile brightens since he got the reaction he was looking for so he continued with his question.
"…and I'm sorry for putting you on the spot I really do love you but I have to ask this, not only am I curious but it's part of my job so amber what's your opinion on Derek and Chloe's marriage because after it was said that Derek had got married you tweeted and I quote 'He is mine married or not'
Amber smiling just kept diming but she answered
"Oh Jason its ok people warned me that I would be asked that…. But I can never lie to you Jason so instead of saying the sweet cutesy crap I was told, I am saying the truth. I honestly don't think they are in love." I gasped, Derek's eyes widened and on the screen Jason gasped and his eyes widened.
"Oh really? Why would you say that? Everyone thinks they're quite cute." Jason says
"Well i just don't think they're in love. You know that look someone has in their eyes when they're in love? They just don't have that. Derek may have just forced himself into believing they're in love and Chloe saw an opportunity and took it." Amber responses and then she shrugs.
You would think she would have stopped there. But instead she continued and said "Hey you've got to admire a smart opportunist."
"Why would you say Chloe is an opportunist?" Jason asks beaming about the juicy, drama-filled details he is getting.
"From what I've heard about Chloe she's a waitress so how come after she married Derek she was able to buy and wear Sophie Dilonal varsity jacket. I am sorry but I don't think a Sophie D. jacket is possible with a waitress's salary.
Actually It was a gift from my dad, so I didn't exactly buy it but still that hoe.
"Dad?" Derek said smoothly as he turned off the T.V.
"Yes?" Kit answered quietly. I had completely forgotten that he was on the phone.
"I don't think we should react. Just ignore it. If we react to it, we fuel the fire." Derek replied, more to my shocked face than at the phone.
I finally thaw out my frozen face and said "Ignore?! Can't you sue her for image defamation or something? Anything to shut her up?"
"Chloe, Derek is right. If we keep the conversation and rumor one-sided and it's just her talking eventually she will be forced to just shut up because no one will want to hear the same story over and over." Kit says
"Another excuse for paparazzi to attack us. Just great." Derek said using his index finger and thumb to rub his eyes
"How long is the eventually we are talking about?" I sighed. But then confusion caused me to ask another question:
"Wait I'm confused aren't celebrities supposed to care about their image or whatever because that interview made her sound like… sorta like a …"
"Bitch? Don't hold back or stop yourself Chloe we're all thinking." Derek says
And I couldn't help the little smile forming on my face. I heard kit sigh as he says:
"Chloe, amber is not the typical celebrity, she's a model her job is to look pretty and wear pretty clothes and walk around all pretty so people want to buy the pretty clothes. And nowadays people want crazy people so what she says on national television doesn't really matter that's probably why her management let her go on the interview they knew she would say something like this, now more shows will want to interview her and more money is pushed in to amber/management's bank account." Kit said with a sigh
"So what are we going to do dad?" Derek asks
"We are…. gonna ignore but not ignore it."
"What?" me and Derek asked at the same time confusion lacing our voices causing kit repeat himself .
"We are gonna ignore but not ignore it as in we are not going to reply to amber or say anything to the media but Derek you and Chloe will spend more time together and be with each other and let the press get there pictures for the public to see, so that means more dates, more outings, more pictures, Derek tomorrow when you go to the gym take Chloe with…"
before Kit could finish his speech my phone begin to ring….loudly (might I add) but it was upstairs so I raced up the stairs with speed I didn't even know I possessed, dash into my room grabbed the phone off the nightstand and ran back down. When I landed back downstairs I used my last bit of energy to look at the screen and read the name that popped up, it was Tori. Right now am so out of breath I can't even tell Derek who's on the phone I just shove it in his free hand and as soon as I do I drop on the couch panting. Derek face mashed into an amused smile as he taped the phone. But before answering Tori he responded to kit saying
"Hold up dad Tori is calling"
"Ok, answer her." Kit says
And Derek sighs out an 'ok' before putting my phone on speaker and saying "Hello"
"Oh it's you…where's Chloe?" Tori asks though the phone
"Well hello sister. How's your day been?" Derek ask with sarcasm dripping from his voice
"Slow your roll asshole and give the phone to Chloe will you? Or is her mouth occupied?." Tori says laughing at her own perverted joke.
I felt my face heat up considering what me and Derek almost did a few days back So I hide my face in my hands. I heard Derek chuckle and reply to Tori.
"I'll give you that one"
"Well thank you, thank you very much. Is her face all red?" I hear Tori ask
But before Derek could answer I got up and pulled the phone out of his hands, Derek rolled his eyes and went back to talking to kit.
"You've seen amber's interview right?" Tori asks
"Yes, I've seen it. Don't worry, kit's already taking care of it .He has a plan and…."
Before I could finish telling Tori that Kit's smart but kinda confusing plan Tori cut me off and said:
"Yeah, Yeah that's important and all but I'm talking about something way more important."
"What could be more important than shutting up Amber?" I ask, now truly confused
I heard Tori sigh through the phone like the answer was right in front of me, and if it is can someone point it out cuz I can't see it.
"Amber is model she is effortlessly gorgeous, and you may be shocked when I say this but you're not ugly. Cute at the most. The only difference between you and her is she know how to use her pretty and you don't."
"Ok so what you're getting at is…." I say, fighting a smile.
"Learn to use your pretty. I mean learn to use your cute too. Duh.."
"Wow, thanks for the boast of self-confidence" I say cutting Tori off but she continued any way
"you're welcome, piece of advice next time you say thank you watch the sarcasm in your voice some people may think you were being sarcastic" Tori shoots back
"And we would not want that to happen" I reply lacing a truck load of sarcasm into my voice
"No we wouldn't now as I was saying the only difference between you and amber is she know how to use her pretty and you don't, but lucky for you have me.."
I cut Tori off again and commented on her statement
"I could find a million things different between me and amber. And Kit wants to talk so I will call you back later."
"Ugh, this is what happens when I try to help people. Ugh whatever." She says then hangs up
Derek raised an eye brow as he said "Dad hung up minuets ago"
"Oh feel free to call Tori back and listen to her tell about every single type of make-up brush and what it's for."
Derek's faced changed into a mask of horror as he said
"As tempting as that sounds I think I'll pass."
I walked back to the couch and crashed on it. But that only showed me how tired I was and how much this day had worn me out. When I plan on fully avoiding Derek this happens.
Story of my life as Mrs Souza.
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"I can't believe I am doing this."
Derek was dragging me to the gym with him because we needed more "sightings" as a couple Kit said. But a part of me is glad to be away from the house because Derek is getting very touchy and I think he is only doing it because he thinks it's hilarious when I jump after he randomly walks by and smacks me in the ass.
Derek pulls into the parking lot the gym and the sign says N.Y. Fitness. And the minute my feet hits the ground I can already imagine the Lunk heads grunting as they lifted they weights and did everything to call any female attention to their monster muscles and nasty looking vines. I hated gyms for the same reason, I hate sport games; they are filled with cocky people who think they are simply the shit because they can lift a few weights. I watched Derek open the back door of the car and grab our gym bags. He tossed me the hideous gym bag he bought for me while he was out. The bag was hot pink with the words "Princess" engraved in glitter on top of a Nike logo. When I saw him, I flat out laughed and said you don't know me at all. He laughed and said exactly. That's when I realized he knew I would hate the bag but he bought it because my reaction was, once again, priceless.
He grabbed my hand and half dragged me towards the doors. We entered and the receptionist looked up, only to realize its Derek motherf'n Souza, so she quickly fixed herself before she addressed him.
"Welcome Mr. Souza, we missed you last week." She said flashing bright white teeth
Did she miss him? Or did the gym?
"Yeah, I was busy." He responded, and then pointed to me
"This is—"
"Mrs. Chloe Souza, welcome to our gym." she cut him off
Then Derek hauled me the elevator that took us down till we reached an room that look like a private gym but was not. It had a wrestling ring in the middle of the room. We stepped in then I see my favorite people:
Lunk heads.
There weren't a lot but it was enough to make me feel tiny next to their huge body masses. Derek finally let go of my hand and I watched him walk towards a guy who was talking to two people as they sparred in the ring. I quickly catch up to him before the lunk heads eat me alive.
As we reached the man, I recognized him. He was Derek's head trainer that I met as his last match. I watch them as they greeted each other causally.
"Hey Chloe, what brings you to our side of town?" Andrew asked, clearly amused by the disgust on my face as I watched the grunting lift their weights and battle their punching bags.
"He did, apparently I have, and I quote "noodle" arms."
"And you do. Do you think you can defend yourself from the press with those tiny arms? I bet even the light from the flash of the cameras could break them."
"I can defend myself just fine." I retort
"Last two times I have had to save you prove otherwise."
I punched him in the chest and ended up hurting my hands when he didn't even flinch at my attempt to hurt him. He laughed loudly, "See? You just prove my point that those sticks will do nothing."
Andrew laughed, and said "Alright enough bickering children, I know a way to make everyone happy."
You can get me a speedy and clean divorce?
No?
Then I am not happy.
Andrew asked Derek to warm up with pushups. Then Derek tries to coax me into doing it with him, he failed horribly. Then he offered to let me sit on his back to prove just how weightless I was. I took the offer simply because I have always wanted to do that but I never went to the gym so it never happened.
I sat on Derek's back and began counting each push, Derek didn't even grunt like the other Lunk heads. He simply did the pushups as I counted, then he turned his body side way which caused me to fall off his back and on my ass. And he just simply laughed, and said
"Come on, you seriously should have seen that coming."
I was just about to attempt to kick him when he grabbed my leg and yanked me like I was a rag doll. The he used my stomach as a pillow. I don't know which is worse the fact that he just yanked me with one hand or the fact that I was his pillow.
I tried to push him off but he wouldn't budge. Then suddenly he flipped and he was literally on top of me, except I couldn't feel any of his weight. His hands were on either side of my head, and my legs were in between his. I was trapped, all he would basically need to do was move his hands and he would come crashing down on me.
I glared at him then look up and around for Andrew but he was nowhere to be found
As I was about to look back at Derek's face, his lips came crashing down on mine. I stopped, everything stopped in my head. I started kissing him back but then began to remember that he was an asswipe, I struggled against the kiss..
Careful, you're in public. A place where everyone has phones that have cameras.
After he finally let go of me while he was laughing. I jumped up and asked for his keys.
"Why? Running away from your husband?"
"Ugh, Derek, you just violated me with you face, what more could you want? I have to drop the storyline off at Telco. Also you're the one who forced this job on me. " I say after we reach the safety of Andrew's empty office.
He reaches into the gym bag and grabs the keys and I was about to snatch them from his hands when he pulled them back from me.
"Derek, just give me the damned keys."
"This.." He said waving the keys "Is the 2014 Toyota Supra, 109 horse power, engine developed specifically for speed and speed only. Do not total my car with your horrible driving skills."
"I'm sorry but I don't speak car. I only understood the last part of what you said. And I have great driving skills." I say as I snatch the keys from his giant hands
"Or maybe I might accidentally drive into a tree. Who knows?" I say as I grabbed the ugly pink bag and turn around to leave.
"Sure, I'll walk you out." He said
But all I heard is You break car. Derek Break you.
As I pushed open the front door, we were bombarded by press. I curse whoever tip them off that we were here. I quickly look around for Derek just as I felt a hand around my waist pulling me towards the car as I tried to ignore the BS the photographers were saying.
"Hey, Souza. Taking her to the gym with you? Didn't you used to do that with Amber? Do you do that to all your girlfriends? Since you're his wife Chloe how does that make you feel?"
"Souza, long time. How's it going? Tell your wife to give me a pretty little smile. Front page worthy."
"Firming up that ass Chloe? Have you seen Amber interview?"
Somehow I got to the car, the driver's side was already opened for me. I quickly got in, Derek leaned his head into the car, and whispered
"They are probably going to follow you, don't speed too much. When you get to Telco go through the back. The code for the gate is 1212." He kissed my head then closed the door. He went back into the gym, walking as if 15 people weren't taking pictures of him. He wasn't fazed by it.
As I began to pull out of the parking lot, they began to run to their cars. I pulled on to the street and they were behind me.
This should be fun.
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"She thinks she is the shit doesn't she?" Tori said, yelling to the T.V….again
"Yeah I am pretty sure she is. I mean the millions she is ge.."
"Dammit Chloe! Have some confidence, you're supposed to say 'she is not the shit, unless you mean the one that exits your ass'. That's what you're supposed to say!"
"I'm not going to pretend I can compete with her. For God's sake, she is a Victoria's secret angel!"
"She called you a gold-digger! And she called your marriage a sham."
"Well my marriage is sham and she called me and opportunist, a smart one."
I am not defending Amber but I don't need Tori starting a twitter beef with her either so yeah.
"I am going to slap some confidence into you." Tori took two steps towards me as I took four steps backward.
"For some reason, I could see Amber coming out of a hole and saying 'Now could you repeat that into this camera?'" Simon said as he munches on what he calls 'knockoff' junk food.
"Anyways Derek, you need to decide which ones we are going to respond to." Kit says as he chucks a bag of what seems to be letters at Derek.
"Why can't we do what we did the last time? It made everyone's life easier." Derek said as he glared at the bag he placed on the table.
"It made your life easier, you weren't the one who had to deal with all those emails and phones calls about whether you got the invites or not."
"Invites? What invites?" I asked
"The many, many events that Derek is invited to every year but he shoots them down every year. Rejecting them backfires because that just makes them want him even more." Liz answered
I laughed and said "So Derek doesn't want to put out?"
"You should be the last one criticizing me about putting out Princess." Derek replys
I could feel my face turning red as I glared at Derek's smirking face.
"Come on Derek let her have one burn, this is getting pathetic." Tori says as she gives me a fake a sympathetic look
And I did the most mature thing I could think of at the moment, I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Maybe you and Chloe should just go to one of those things. Like free press and stuff." Liz said
"Yeah that's a great idea while I'm at it, I should get back together with Amber." Derek retorted sarcastically
"No Derek, that's actually not a bad idea. I mean it would work out perfectly, Chloe and Amber meet face to face without any direct drama coming from either side, the press will eat it up. And it would make it look like Chloe is changing Derek for the better, I mean that would do some good with the image issues."
"What makes you so sure Amber will be there?" Liz asks while I stare at the ceiling for a few seconds
"Amber is predictable, she will likely go for something to do with kids, probably kids with some type of disease or something to do with women. She had this feminism phase she is still not over. I'll figure it out, I have connections." Kit smiled at his not-so-wonderful idea
"Why would me and Derek intruding on her spotlight be a good idea?" I asked as I could already imagine how this would play out. Amber sees Derek and she starts a fight that I lose horribly then her and Derek get back together.
Not that I care if they do but..still
"Because You're calling her out indirectly by going out together and going to such a major place together." Liz bounced up excitedly, I could see the gears in her head moving, thinking of dresses, shoes, makeup…oh god.
"I still haven't agreed to going to any charity event. I don't like them as I have said before multiple times." Derek finally spoke up
"Why don't you like them?" I blurted out
"They are fake, most of the money they raise goes towards throwing huge parties and paying their staff. Not helping the people they claim." He said a bit loudly. He was getting angry. Great. Just Great.
"You have a point but that's not all charities." I point out
"I am not going. End of discussion." He gets up and starts to leave the room
When Tori says
"Does anyone else feel the sexual tension in here? Chloe, have you been doing your job?"
I glare at her then Kit says,
"I'll talk to him. He'll go, he usually listens as hard headed as he may seem."
I look over at Liz who was beaming at me now that she has another chance to play dress up with me. I look at Tori and she is just smirking her face away. This should be fun.
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"Chloe! Quit wiggling! That's not going to make this any faster." Liz said as she yanked a dress around my neck forcefully. I struggled the dress was too tight and for the first time in my life my boobs were too big for something.
"Liz, that one is too tight, it's for flat chested people and surprisingly she isn't flat chested." Tori said as she picked up a green one-strapped dress from the God knows how many dresses she had spread on my room. I refused to buy a dress because I thought it was pointless since I probably only going to wear it once. So Liz and Tori decided to bring their best overly expensive dresses to find one that would look and I quote "sexy but sophisticated/make Amber cry".
I tried on that one and apparently it didn't look right. It was too southern belle according to Tori who promptly blamed me for being too small in size.
Then finally Liz found a royal blue strapless dress that according to her looked like it was made for me. Then they got to screwing around with my hair, they even argued over which hair style balanced the sexy and sophisticated. They went from big curls that wouldn't stay too long with my hair to straight then back to curls again. Eventually they decided on long curls that would stay pretty well as long as I don't touch it too much and it is held by pins. Liz worked on my hair while Tori started with caking my face with makeup. She didn't forget to scream at me for pouting or for you know breathing.
I heard my phone ring and Liz looked at for me since Tori forbids me from moving an inch, she told me it was my aunt so I told her let it go to voice mail because Aunt Lauren making me feel guilty for making a life decision by myself is starting to piss off.
After about 35 minutes of hair curling, face painting, and pin jabbing I was finally done and Liz put my pumps in front of me and I looked down at them and immediately got a vision of me falling on my face at the Event. Great. Just Fantastic.
"Okay Chloe, Derek's down stairs and he is getting impatient as usual so you need to get down there." Liz said as she helped me put the death traps on my feet.
"Remember everything we said. Always smile and make it look like you love Derek, whisper in his ear if you want to say something to him personally, hold his hand, and just the normal couple stuff." Tori ordered
"Also don't kiss when all attention is on you, it will look like you're showing off." Liz handed me a small hand bag that would probably only fit my phone which is supposed to be on silent the entire time.
"Also when you see Amber just simply smile and say Hi. Nothing more. Remember you're the mature one here." Tori said as she and Liz pushed me out of my room.
I descended from the stairs and Derek was in a stunning suit. I just realized I had never seen him with anything but his facial reconstruction uniform on.
"Wow. You look awesome." Simon said giving me a Simon Bae smile.
"Thank you." I said as I reach out to take Derek outstretched hand.
He didn't say anything..Ouch.
"Well since you're finally done, we're leaving now." Derek announced as we walked toward the garage.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Simon called after us laughing
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If someone had told me two months ago that I would be going to a celebrity charity even I would have probably laughed nervously and quickly walked away because they are obviously crazy. While we were in the car, Derek warned me about Amber, saying I should avoid her at all cost. She is nuts and will do just about anything that gets her want she wants. He also talked about the press saying, they are different at events, they want that powerful, funny, or embarrassing picture and they can't touch me here or get too close.
We were there now. Derek and I came out as Derek chucked his keys at the Valet and led me towards the flashing camera. My heart is pounding and I think I am getting dizzy.
These shoes are not for dizzy people! You will break your ass in front of people with violating cameras!
But Derek didn't stop walking so I tighten my hands around his.
For more stability,
Yeah that's it. Stability.
We stepped right in front of the cameras, which were taking a picture of someone before. They all turned to us. Then began flashes. But this time the press wasn't yelling vile things at me. They were actually yelling smile and you look beautiful. Apparently, there are different types of press, the ones that stalk you to places and the ones at events that compliment you.
Just walk and smile, I kept repeating that in my head. We walked to the center and stopped smiled and posed for about 3 minutes and changed again. I was genuinely smiling now because I haven't fallen on my face or pass out in Derek's arms in public.
Then I turn to my left and I see about three Photographers taking a picture of guess who?
The one and only Amber Denison.
She looked even better in person than she did on t.v. and those magazines.
Well Kit's plan worked because it seemed the whole place got silent for a second as if everyone was waiting for a cat fight.
She turned and our eyes met and we stood there for a good 30 seconds, just staring at each other. I swallowed and tried not to look like I am about to puke because that what I feel like doing.
She then smirked at me and turned away. I looked at Derek to see if he had caught any of that. He did. He leaned down and said "Like I said in the car, she will try to intimidate you without coming near you or at least too close."
I nodded and continued to smile as the pictures were done, Derek maneuvered us into the beautiful place where the event was about to begin. He whispered "You did great." And I smiled another genuine smile
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I walked into to my room and stood in front of the mirror, my eyes were just waking up from the nap I had in the car. The dress was definitely beautiful.
I reached for the zipper and tugged but it wouldn't bug. I tugged once again, nothing. Shit, Liz had zipped the dress earlier. How in the hell was I supposed to get this off now? My only option was
Derek
I took of my heels and walked barefoot to Derek's room. I stood in front of the door with my hands raised to knock.
I could sleep in this five thousand dollar dress, can't I? I mean there is really no need to disturb Derek, right?
Yeah there isn't, but when Tori murders you for this dress tomorrow morning, then you'll need him save you.
I knocked on the door, no answer. I knocked again , nothing
Was he asleep? Derek does not fall asleep that fast.
Or maybe he is in the shower...NO! NO! I will not imagine Derek in the shower! No! Absolutely not!
"Why are you talking to yourself at my door?"
I looked up to see Derek in sweat pants and zero shirt on with water dripping from his hair as he tried to dry it with a towel. And my eyes betrayed me once again as they traveled up and down Derek's body.
"Uh…Uh… I-I-I n-n-need h-h-help with m-my urmm….." I couldn't remember what I came for.
"With your what?" He said as he turned around and walked into the room. I followed without thinking.
"My dress!" I said as I quickly remembered what I came to his room for.
He raised an eye brow, "What do you want me to do to your dress? Take it off?"
I forced my eyes to stay on his body..I mean face. I meant face. Dammit face face face face.
"Uh..no, just pull the zipper down so I can get out of it." I was starting to get my thoughts back.
I turned my back to him and pulled my hair to the front so he could see the unnecessarily long zipper. He walked closer to me and he reached for the zipper and started pulling it down, way too slowly
Would he just pull the damn thing down already?
"Why are you pulling it down so slowly?" I asked impatiently
"I am trying to give you time to realize how incredibly suggestive this is. You're taking way longer than I expected."
"Suggestive? How in the hell is this sugges…." And the thoughts of last time came floating back
"Ahh! You pervert!" I screamed
"How am I the pervert? You're in my room, you asked for my help. You obviously came for something."
"I simply asked you to remove the dress!"
"Remove the dress?" He raised an eyes brow
"I meant the zipper! The damned zipper!" I screamed
"But you just said dress. You know what? Fine, fine. Turn around so I can do it and you can get out." He compromised
I glared at him as my heart raced from yelling and thinking about bad, bad things. I turned around and let him finish undoing the zipper. He was about half way down around. The zipper reached pretty low down my back. Oh God. He pulled the zipper some more, then he looked up and said "Nice bra. Lace. For some reason, I expected Hello Kitty bras from you."
"Hahaha..not, shut up and finish what you're doing." I said, wishing he would quit this little game already.
He pulled it all the way down, the dress expose the top of my underwear and I just realized it.
The suddenly Derek was pulling the Dress towards the floor. I turned to fight it off but it was useless, the strapless gown hit the ground and I was in underwear and a lace bra in front of Derek who was just smiling at me like I was the one who just stripped myself.
I decided that if I gave him the reaction he wanted he would enjoy this so I decided to play it cool.
"Are you happy now? I'm half naked. Is that all you wanted to see?" I said, hoping my false I-don't-care attitude would ward him off.
"That's not all I would like to see…" He smirked as he grabbed a blanket from a bed and chucked it at me.
"I don't want your stupid blanket. I am leaving." I said turning red.
"Not you're not. You're going to stay in here and watch a movie with me."
What the hell?
"Why in the hell would I do that? I just spent my evening stuck with you."
"Because I said so. Now sit." He said as he sat on the bed and grabbed the remote.
"No..I am leaving." I said as I ran towards the door but he was faster than me. I screamed as Derek grabbed me and let us fall on the bed. My body that was now wrapped in his stupid blanket was laying in surprise on top of him.
"You were saying?" He said. His eyes were sparkling, he was having fun doing this to me. Just Great.
"I don't want to watch a movie."
"Fine, what do you want to watch?"
"I don't want to watch anything!"
"Fine, there are other things we can do" He said smirking in that way that made him look super confident. And hot
NO! HE IS NOT HOT!
"Its Okay Princess, we'll watch a Disney movie if you would like."
"Why in the hell would I want to watch a Disney movie? They lack plot and the characters lack personality" I was enraged now, it was one thing to trap me in your room, it is another to accuse of watching Disney movies.
"I don't know. I just thought it would go well with your Hello kitty bra and underwear."
"Hahaha! Hilarious!" I glared
"Oh come on, we need to spend some quality time together."
I was on the bed now. I looked at the proximity from the door to the bed and it was a long shot for me get there and not have him drag me back.
"I'll just drag you back, even if you are kicking and screaming." He said calmly
I glared at him and did something really stupid. I tried to climb over him. But he grabbed my waist and stopped me. If I tried to use my hands to fight him, the blanket would come off and then I would have added two new weapons to his arsenal.
"Going somewhere?"
"Just let me go! I will call the cops on you!" I screamed to no avail
"Quit screaming, sheesh. You sound like a five year old who just got her candy taken away from her."
Then he grabbed my hands, I tried to pull against him but that didn't end well considering his strength. He laughed when I finally just gave up and let him take my hands.
Then the blanket slipped off my shoulder, exposing my lace bra.
Why do bad things always happen to me?
Derek just looks at my chest and then at me then he smirks.
"Well then. I thought you said I should leave you alone. Yet you let the blanket slip so it could show your breast?"
"I didn't let anything slip, you grabbed my hands which were holding the blanket." I said furiously right now. I was sitting in a very incriminating position once again.
"Mhhm, interesting."
Then I suddenly felt his lips on my chest. I froze for a second because I am pretty sure my lungs closed. He did it again, he kissed my chest again. This time he went a little lower, right on top of my left breast, I stood there in shock. Then he did it again expect it was my right breast this time, but he didn't take his lips off. He put my hands around his neck, and pulled me closer even though he was now sitting up.
Then he looked up at me and smiled. His emerald eyes, glowing, then he leaned up and kissed me. I didn't stop him, I don't know why but I didn't. And before I could think about how he trapped me in here and tried to force me to watch a movie with him, my lips were moving against his.
We were kissing, again. Without any cameras. Without any other people. So the why?
Because he is horny and you're the closest thing to humpable that he can find.
We kept kissing, I pulled my hands through his hair and I felt his hands well everywhere. I couldn't breath but I couldn't stop. I couldn't stop when he pushed me on the bed and got on top of me. I couldn't stop when my eyes started to roll. I couldn't stop when his lips were at the base of my throat. I couldn't stop when I saw my bra hit the couch across the room and I caught a glimpse of five thousand dollar dress on the floor. I couldn't stop when my lips was against his again. I couldn't stop when everything else came off both of us and there was nothing between us now.
I couldn't stop when he started.
A/N: So What do you think? Review! Review! Review! Also thanks again for not giving up babes! Ily guys!