my teacher

chapter 12

I'm watching tv in the living room when I hear a knock at my door. I go and open it. "Derek.. I told you we can't-" I say. "You wanna hang out?" I ask.

"No" I say. "Please" he says. "Derek I mean it.. no.. I can't be around you" I say. "Meredith" he says. I look into his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I put my hand on his neck, stroking his jaw with my thumb. "Nothing" he says. "Hey, tell me" I step closer. "I'm just having a bad day and want to hang out with you" he says.

I sigh. "Come in" I say. "No, it's fine" he walks away. "Derek, don't you dare" I pull him inside. I whine quietly as he kisses me unexpectedly.

"Derek" I breathe against his lips, putting my hands on his cheeks. I stumble back into the wall.

I push him away. I look down, trying to catch my breath. "This is exactly why I didn't want to hang out" I say. "I'm sorry" he says.

"I'm sorry" he leads me to the living room. He kisses my cheek. I smile, shaking my head. We sit on the couch.

"Do you want to watch TV?" I turn it back on. He nods. I get comfortable again, laying on the couch. "Come here" I hold my arms open. He smiles, laying between my legs with his head on my chest.

I run my fingers through his hair. I kiss his head. "What's wrong?" I scratch his scalp gently. He moans quietly. I smile.

"I'm stressed" he says. "About?" I ask. "My dad wants to set me up.. on a date.. with his friends daughter" he says. I pull my hands away from him.

"I'm not going" he pulls my hands back into his hair. I scratch his scalp again gently. "I just want you" he whispers, running his hand up my shirt.

"You should go on the date derek" I say. "No" he says. "Yes" I say. He sighs. "Shh.. just listen.. I want you" he runs his hand up my thigh, kissing my neck.

"So bad" be whispers in my ear. I grab his waist, pulling his body weight on mine, wanting him closer as I kiss him passionately.

I grab his shirt, pulling it over his head. I toss it aside. I sit up slightly so he can pull my shirt off, dropping it to the floor.

I close my eyes, my back arching as he kisses down my chest. "Come here" I pull him back up. He kisses me hungrly. I moan against his lips, reaching down to his belt.

"I have Tequila!" I pull away quickly as I hear cristina walk in. She gasps as she sees us. He climbs off of me quickly, pulling on his shirt.

"Cristina I wasn't expecting you until later" I grab my shirt. "You're having sex with teenagers now!?" She says. "He's 18" I say.

"And I'm not having sex with him" I say. "Right" she scoffs. "I'm not! It was just once.. or um.." I say. "16 times" he whispers. I glare at him. "I'm gonna go" he stands up.

"I didn't sleep with him until he was 18.. I'm not a pervert" I say. She raises her brow. "Shut up!" I say. She chuckles.

"Get out of here shepherd.. the grown ups need to talk" she says. "Fine" he says. "Bye" I say. He smiles at me before walking away.

"Hey, tell me how the date goes!" I yell. "Fine!" He yells, opening the front door, closing it again as he leaves. Cristina sits next to me on the couch so we can talk.