And When The Tables Are Turned... |Derek Venturi| Chapter One

"Casey, where did you run off to this afternoon? You left Kendra, me and Derek here so that Kendra could freak on me?!" I demanded the moment I saw Casey walk in the door.

"Well, I just thought that Kendra and Derek had alot to discuss. I didn't want to get involved, so--" Casey started,

"And you think I did?" I asked her.

"Look, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean for you to get involved, either. Are you okay, did she say anything to you?" Casey said.

"More than alot." I told her.

Casey hugged me. "I'm really sorry. But I promise, Kendra's out of Derek's life for good. It seems like he's got someone else now.." Casey said.

I smiled. "What do you mean by that?"

"You haven't noticed? Derek hasn't been on a date since you've gotten here, and the phone has been less occupied." Casey said.

"He's got you, trust me. And I don't know how you did it, but he's happy with just you, too." Casey said.

I smiled slightly. "Yeah, I guess he is."

Casey smiled back at me. "Where is Derek, anyway?"

"Oh, I think he's in bed, actually. He went a few minutes before you walked in, and I told him that I was going to wait up for you." I said.

"Aw, thanks. But, you can go to bed now, I think I'm gonna head there myself." Casey said.

I smiled at her. "Thanks."

I headed up the stairs and into Derek's room.

"Hey." I heard Derek say immediately.

"Hey," I said softly.

"Will you sleep in my bed with me tonight?" Derek asked.

I gave him a confused look.

"I like it better when you're laying next to me." He said.

I smiled lightly, then Derek moved over and I got into bed with him.

We were both as close as possible, facing eachother, just laying there silently for a while.

Derek sighed softly after a while.

"I just really want you to know and understand that I do care about you. No matter what Kendra or Casey say. And I do really, really like you, alot." Derek said.

I smiled at him. "I really like you, too."

Derek smiled at me, then went in to kiss me.

He kissed me softly and quickly, but that wasn't good enough for me at that moment.

Just as he went to pull away, I grabbed back onto his head and kissed him more passionately.

He placed his one hand on my lower back and kissed me with the same amount of passion.

Whenever I kissed Derek, I got urges that I never even knew I had, it was kind of frightening.

Soon enough, our tongues were coliding in eachother's mouths, us enjoying every minute of it.

Then, before I knew it, Derek shifted, and was now on top of me.

Our motions began to get slower, the two of us still kissing passionately.

Derek broke free, out of breath and leaned over and pulled open the drawer of his nighttable.

He put that one little item beside us, and our actions controlled our minds, soon enough.

This, I felt, I owed him.