One Last Kiss

|Chapter 19|

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When I woke up the next morning I felt something poking into my back. I was confused at first before my eyes widened. "Derek!" I gasped as I moved away from his embrace.

"What?" he groaned, rubbing his face with his hands before burying his face in the pillow.

I started hitting his back, his nude back, repeatedly. "You're boner idiot!"

His laughter was evident even with his face buried in a pillow. I swung my leg over so I was straddling his back. There was no way I was going to sit on his butt-that thing could blow any minute. I started tickling his sides of his stomach which I've come to know were his tickle stops. His legs started flailing as he kept asking me to stop. I refused though and kept going. I yelped when Derek flipped us over so he was on top of me. Although his body was slightly crushing me it didn't hurt-that much.

"I can't breathe," I said, although I could breathe just fine. Derek didn't make any sudden movements to move so I had to take things into my hands. Literally. My arms came around his torso and slowly ran their way up his chest. My fingers dipped when they ran around his muscled stomach. "Derek, get off please."

He listened-for once. He got to his knees and turned around. Derek straddled my hips and looked down at me with lust filled eyes. I smiled sweetly before pushing him off me.

"Do you want to hang out with Taylor today? I was thinking we could go to the park again," Derek said.

"I'd love that," I said.

After we were both changed, Derek just put the clothes he had form yesterday back on, Derek waited patiently for me as I straightened my hair. He sat on the edge of my bed, watching me curiously. I tried my best to ignore him, but it was impossible. Derek started making random, obnoxious noises with his mouth. I glared at him through the mirror, but he kept going. I sighed loudly and unplugged the straightener.

"There I'm done," I said. "Happy?"

"Yes!"

I rolled my eyes, "Don't be such a drama queen you girl."

"Would a girl have this?" Derek said as he undid his jean button.

"Stop!" I exclaim.

Derek started laughing, "Let's go." He walked out of my room like he wasn't about to flash me his attached carry on. Then my eyes widened. I ran after Derek hoping my parents didn't see him yet. When I reached him my arm shot out and I took hold of his arm. "I know I have muscles Anna, but your groping is getting out of hand."

I glared at him. "No idiot. My parents don't know you're here. You should go out the-."

"Derek," my dad said, walking from the kitchen. "When did you get here?"

Busted, I thought immediately. "About an hour ago," I said, trying to keep a straight face. "We're going to the park today."

My dad eyed us suspiciously. "Alright, have fun."