med school roommates

chapter 53

I wake up in the morning next to derek. I roll over to face him. He's still asleep. I sit up slowly, groaning quietly as I try to wake myself up. I rub my eyes and take my hair out of its plait.

I get out of bed. I get changed into a dress and brush through my hair. I grab my purse and phone.

I look at derek who's still asleep. I walk over to him. I bend down to his level. "I'm going to the shop baby, I'll be back in a bit" I whisper, pecking his lips softly. I look at him.

"Also.. can I drive your motorbike?" I whisper. He doesn't open his eyes. "Okay thanks.. I'll see you soon.. I love you" I grin, standing up. I grab the keys and helmet and go outside.

He's been teaching me how to ride it for the past few weeks. I'm actually really good apparently. I haven't got a licence or anything but he's okay with me riding it.

I put on the helmet and get on. I drive to the shop. I grab all of the stuff we need and go to the register. The girl starts scanning the items.

"Could I interest you in any sweets or chocolates for 10% off?" She asks, pointing Infont on her.

I look at them. There's some old sweets that our mom's used to get me and derek when we were kids. I grab a few and put them on the till.

"What bike you got?" She asks, looking at the helmet. "No idea.. its my boyfriends" I chuckle. "He let's you drive it? I could only be so lucky.. my boyfriend protects his like a golden egg" she says. I giggle.

"I bought him in for his birthday so he kinda has to.. also, I didn't ask him.. well, I did but he was kinda.. asleep" I say. She laughs.

"Ballsy" she says. I giggle, nodding. She passes me my bags. "Thankyou" I pay and take them. I drive back home.

I put the bags down and go into our room. He's not there. "Der?" I look around the room. I furrow my brows. I hear something fall onto the floor. I run into the bathroom.

Derek is hyperventilating, leaning against the wall. I rush over to him, putting my hands on his arms. "Here.. Down" I say. He slides down the wall. I crouch infront of him.

"Its okay.. you're okay" I put my hands on his cheeks. He's still breathing heavily. "Breathe, baby.. breathe" I stroke his cheeks with my thumbs.

His breathing levels out slightly. He closes his eyes. "You're okay" I whisper, resting my forehead against his. He finally calms down.

He opens his eyes, looking at me. I pull away slowly. He pulls me into his arms. I climb onto his lap, wrapping my arms around him.

I kiss his cheek. I run my fingers through his hair as he rests his head on my chest. "You okay?" I twirl his curls around my fingers. "I'm okay" he whispers. "You're okay" I whisper, kissing his head.

We pull away slowly. We look into eachothers eyes. I wipe his tears gently with my thumbs. I kiss his lips. "What happened?" I ask. "She showed up here" he says. My stomach drops.

"What?" I ask. "There was a knock at the door and I went and answered it and she was stood there" he says.

"How did she get our address?" I ask. "I don't know" he says. "You didn't tell her?" I ask. "Of course not.. I've not spoken to her" he says.

"I wasn't accusing you.. its just weird" I say. "I know" he says. "What did she say?" I ask. "I opened the door and when I saw her there I just shut it quickly and locked it.. she kept knocking but I walked away and.. yeah" he mumbles.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't here, der" I say. "Its okay.. I'm okay.. it was just a shock" he says. "Is that your first panic attack?" I ask. "Yeah" he says.

He used to have them when he was a teenager and I was the only person who seemed to calm him down, other than his mom.

"I don't want to start having them again" he says, his voice shaky. "Why don't you talk to dr wyatt about it?" I suggest. He nods. "Hey.." I gently stroke his hip with my thumb. He looks at me.

"You wanna see what I got from the shop for you?" I smile. He nods. "Come on" I get up, holding his hands. He stands up. I entwine our fingers. We walk to the kitchen.

He sits at the counter. I go to the bags. I walk up behind him. I wrap my arms around his neck, dangling the bag of sweets infront of his face. I grin as he gasps, taking them.

He opens them, eating a load, making me giggle. He turns his chair around. I step between his legs. He brings a few up to my lips. I grin, eating them.

He puts his hands on my hips. I pick up a few more, feeding them to him. He eats them. "Good?" I smile, kissing his cheek. He nods. I wrap my arms around his waist. He kisses me deeply.

We pull away slowly. I bury my face into the crease of his neck. He hugs me tight. We relax in eachothers arms. We pull away slowly.

"I know you don't want to tell anyone.. but if she shows up here again.. we have to go to the police, der.. she's- she seems.. insane, I dont want her to hurt you" I say softly.

"I know.. and I definitely don't want her to go near you" he strokes my cheeks with his thumbs. I smile small.

"You are the strongest person I know" I hold his face in my hands, looking into his eyes. He smiles.

"You're the reason I'm strong.. you give me a reason to wake up in the morning.. just to see your eyes sparkle and your beautiful smile and infectious giggle" he says.

I smile, my eyes sparkling. I wrap my arms around his neck. "I love you so much" I say. "I love you so much too" he smiles. I kiss him deeply.