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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?
ꜱᴏɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ
𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 - 𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧
When Mallory Shepherd opened her eyes the next morning, she was once again lying in bed next to a half-naked Alex Karev. The two had drinks the night before and one thing had led to another, and they slept together, again.
As she got up from the bed, trying her best not to wake her sleeping friend, she began to question what they were doing with themselves. She held her head and wrapped herself in the blanket as she walked to the kitchen, the only thing running through her mind was how they were bound to mess up their friendship.
The Shepherd woman stood behind the counter in her kitchen and started her pot of coffee when the door to her apartment swung open and someone rushed inside and shut the door behind them. Her eyes went wide as she ducked behind the counter.
"Mallory? What are you doing?"
"Meredith?" Mallory questioned as she stood back up, still wrapped in the blanket. "What are you doing here?"
"I came by—" started Meredith before she got a full look at her friend. "Why are you wearing a blanket? And your hair is a mess, oh my god—"
Mallory held her finger in the air as she cautioned. "Don't even say it, Meredith."
"You slept with someone?!" she exclaimed, her mouth hanging open. "Who was it? Oh my God, does Alex know?"
The second the words came out of Meredith's mouth, Mallory realized that she didn't know that it was Alex. Her face went blank as she thought of a response and stuttered. "Uh, well, kind of—"
"I cannot believe that you didn't tell me!" Meredith raised her voice, excited for her friend. "I also can't believe that Alex wouldn't have said anything. You have to tell me everything, my life is a mess. So, is he jealous?"
She groaned loudly as she went into the bathroom to put on some clothes. Behind the partially closed door, Mallory's cheeks were bright red as she became flustered trying to hide it from their friend.
"Well, I wouldn't say he's jealous."
With those words, Alex opened the door to Mallory's bedroom, still only in his boxers as he rubbed his eyes. The sight caused Meredith to let out a screech and he quickly slammed the door to the bedroom shut.
"Oh my God," Meredith put her hand over her mouth and turned to Mallory. "You're sleeping with Alex?"
"Yes?" Mallory managed to answer before grabbing onto Meredith's arm and began to beg. "But you can't tell anyone. And I mean anyone, especially Derek. You know how he gets about these things, you saw it yourself."
