Meredith Grey's VIPenis

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Apartment 312. He stood outside the door, picking between his front teeth hoping there was nothing stuck in between his whites. He had already checked his hair from the photo he took of himself with his cell phone. He looked decent enough with his maroon sweater and faded jeans. With on deep breath he brought his hand up to the door and knocked, his other hand holding the flowers he had picked for her, smelling like her soft hair.

Leaning in to put his ear agains the door he heard a low groan and shuffling inside the apartment sounding quite far away. He didn't think that she would open the door for him anytime soon. Brining his hand up he knocked twice as hard, nearly banging violently on the hardwood entrance.

"It's open Aaron, God you are so lazy." she yelled from inside as he chuckled at her annoyed self. Slowly he turned the knob opening the door to her apartment. It was cozy, nothing over done, no pictures of famous babies on the wall or little knitted tea opt holders in sight. Everything was simple, Meredith was a simple girl. So simple one of her legs was dangling at the top of the couch while she was laying down watching The View, giggle as Roseanne inititated a new argument with the View's blonde bitch. Her bright pink underwear showing as sher large night shirt rose up exposing her stomach.

"Did you remember to get my shampoo?" she asked, her eyes still stuck onto the screen.

Walking up closer to her standing behind the couch she smiled at how comfortable and laid back she was, not a care in the world.

"No, but I did get you these." he replied scaring her right off the couch, falling in one big thump. She quickly stood up, angry and shocked, the hair at the back of her head standing up stiff from the position she was laying in.

"What the fuck are you doing here? How did you get in?" she asked, pulling down her shirt to hide her bottomless lowerside. "How do you even know where I live?" she yelled. "Are you a fucking stalker now? Huh, is that it? You fuck a girl, then ask her out, leave her at a bar and come to their home the next day. Get out you old, cockless man!" she screamed throwing pillows at him, not doing much as stood there taking it. Dropping his bag down he also managed to take of his coat tossing it onto a vacant chair nearby.

"Meredith, I know your upset." he tried calming her down, extending his hand with the flowers as some kind of offering, although his body language was timid and quite scared of her. It was as if the exorcist had deviled her pretty body and was ready to kill him. And in the movie, that creature did not like the doctor, at all.

"Upset! Seriously, is that the only word you can think of Doctor?" she screamed grabbing the flower from his hand, stopping her violent motion for just that once second. He took this opportunity to let his words slip in without getting bodily harmed.

"Lavender, they smell like your hair and it made me think of you so I bought them..."

"Roses." she mummbled.

"What?"

"You should have gotten me roses." she stated picking at the flowers in her hand. His face fell. He had gotten the wrong kind, he never knew that she was the roses type kind of girl. "Roses have thorns, much more easier to hurt you." she quickly finished before throwing them across his face, before passing his quickly heading towards her bedroom. She nearly slipped from the slippery hard wood floor. Aaron had put a wood enhancing product onto the floor telling her it would make the richness of deep brown colour show. All it was doing for her know was making it harder for her to run away from Derek, hot on her trail.

Reaching her room she quickly closed the door shut, feeling the hard push against it moments after, Derek struggling to get in.

"Meredith, please let me explain." he groaned, pushing harder against the door. He was going against a tiny panty wearing girl and he still had a hard time.