not good enough

chapter 3

Derek's pov:
I have been looking for meredith everywhere. I checked class, the cafeteria and outside but nothing.

I stop walking down the hallway when I see her pressed against the wall, making out with a guy. I walk over to them.

"Get lost" I push him away from her. He looks back at her smiling as he walks away. "Hey! He was a good kisser" she says.

"I don't give a crap" I say. "Do you want to make out with me?" She asks. I don't say anything. She smiles, pulling me close.

Does she really want to make out with me? She holds my hands, putting them on her waist. I lean down, kissing her.

She runs her fingers through my hair. I grab her waist, gently pulling her body against mine as our tongues touch, dancing slowly with eachother.

She moans quietly. "Oh, wow" she breathes against my lips. I smile against her lips, putting my hands on her neck.

I pull away as I notice her freeze. I look at her. She's looking at something. I look behind me.

"Oh" I whisper as I see josh walking behind me to his next class. I pull away from her. I step back. She looks at me. I shake my head and walk away.

Merediths pov:
"Derek" I walk after him. I stop as he walks into the bathroom, slamming the door in my face behind him.

I sigh, opening it and following him. "Derek don't be mad" I say. "You just made out with me to make Joshua jealous!" He yells.

"Well you got rid of the last guy!" I yell. He looks at me. "Oh, derek don't do that.. I feel really bad, I'm sorry" I say as I see the tears in his eyes.

"This.. this is why I stopped talking to you in the first place" He says. "What?" I say.

"You didn't even notice either, did you!? I stopped texting you, stopped calling and stopped hanging out with you at lunch.. and you didn't even fucking notice that I was mad at you!" He yells.

"I-I thought that we just.. drifted apart.. you were mad at me?" I ask. "Yes!" He says.

"For what?" I ask. "You're a terrible friend.. you forgot my birthday, you never texted me first, I always had to text you and ask if you wanted to hang out.. all you do is talk and think about yourself!" He says.

"Derek" I say. "I fucking hate you!" He yells. I tear up instantly. "But-" he puts his hands on my jaw. "God, I love you.. I love you more than anything.. and its infuriating" he whispers.

I look into his eyes. Both of us are breathing heavily. "I'm sorry derek" I say tearfully.

"Its not your fault if you don't feel that way-" he says. "No, I'm sorry about being such a terrible friend" I say. He looks down.

"I promise I'll be better.. you're my best friend derek and I don't want you out of my life ever again" I say. "Me either" he whispers. I hug him tight.

"I wish I felt like-" I whisper. "Please don't" he whispers. "Okay" I whisper. "I don't want to talk about it again" he says. "Okay" I say.

I pull away slowly. I kiss his lips. "Last one.. for good luck" I whisper. "For good luck" he smiles small. "You wanna go? We can walk home together" I hold his hand. "Okay" he says. We leave.