I'm in class, staring at the whiteboard. I'm zoned out. I turn around and look at meredith. She looks down. "Babe" I whisper. She looks at me, almost like she's shocked.
"Do you wanna ditch?" I smile. She stares at me for a few more seconds. I get up and grab her hand, pulling her out of the classroom.
"I thought you were mad at me" she says quietly. "What? Why?" I chuckle. "You blocked me" she frowns. "No I didn't" I laugh. She pulls out her phone and shows me my number, where it says that she's blocked.
"Babe, I'm so sorry.. I didn't mean to, I must've pressed the wrong thing earlier" I grab my phone and undo it. "I thought that you were trying to tell me something by doing it" she looks down.
"You're literally my fiance, If I was going to break up with you, I'd do much more than just block you mer" I chuckle.
"Don't make fun of me" she says, looking down at the floor sadly. "Oh, baby I wasn't.. I'm sorry, I wasn't making fun of you!" I hug her. She sniffles quietly.
She pushes me away gently. I sigh as she walks away from me. She goes back into the classroom and sits down at her desk.
I go back in and grab her hand, dragging her back out before the teacher sees us. "Stop" she whines as i pull her down the hallway.
I push her up against the lockers gently and kiss her deeply. She moans softly, wrapping her arms loosely around my neck immediately.
"Will you please forgive me?" I look into her eyes. "N-" I cut her off before she can say no by kissing her again. She grabs my hair in her fists and deepens our kiss.
"Derek" she pouts as I pull away. "You wanna go home?" I ask. She nods. "Can we please just go to the break room and cuddle for a bit? Then we can go to football and cheer practice, then home" she says. I nod.
She holds my hand and I follow her to the break room. She immediately tears up as soon as we sit down. "What's wrong?" I sigh, hugging her tight. "I'm sad" she says tearfully.
"Why? Why are you sad?" I pull away slowly. "I don't know" she sniffles. "You don't know?" I look into her eyes. She shakes her head. "That's okay" I say. I kiss her nose softly. Her bottom lip wobbles.
"Derek" her voice cracks and she hugs me again. "Its okay baby, let it out" I whisper, rubbing her back. She sobs into my shoulder quietly.
"I love you so much" she cries, looking into my eyes. "I love you too" I kiss her softly.
Merediths pov:
I sit up straight as I see cristina walk past the room. I get up and run outside to catch her. "Can you stay with me?" I hold her arm. "Yeah, why?" She asks.
"Derek, I need to speak to Cristina, I'll see you later" I look at him. "Oh, okay baby" he says. I pull her down the hallway, into the toilets.
"My periods late" I whisper. "Youre pregnant!?" She exclaims. "Cristina!" I yell. A girl quickly walks past us, out of the bathroom. I glare at cristina.
"I need to take a test.. I just didn't want to do it alone" I say, grabbing it out of my bag. "Okay" she says.
"Are you okay?" She asks as i stare at it. "I'm scared" I say quietly. She hugs me.
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It's an hour later and I'm stood with the cheer team, waiting for the guys to finish their football game. I'm talking to izzie when I hear a few gasps.
I turn around and gasp myself as I see one of the other guys tackle derek to the floor. He falls hard. I put my hand over my mouth in shock, waiting to see if he's okay or not.
He sits up slowly. Mark runs over to him to check on him. The whistle blows to stop the game, so I run over too.
"Baby oh my god, are you okay?" I kneel down to him, putting my hands on his cheeks. "I'm fine" he tries to get up. "Sit down, idiot!" Mark pulls him back down.
"Don't try and act all big infront of meredith, you're hurt" mark says. He groans. I hug his neck. He wraps his arm loosely around my waist.
"You've been so distracted the whole game, what the hell is up with you?" Jackson asks. I pull away from him slowly. He looks into my eyes.
"I'm sorry" he says. "Der-" I say quietly. I think I know why he's distracted. "Come on, let's get him to a bench so we can check him out" the coach says. The guys help him up. I stand up too.
They sit him on the bottom of the bleachers. He keeps looking at me as they make sure he's okay.
"Have you spoken to Cristina?" I ask. "I've spoken to amber" he says. The girl that walked out of the bathrooms. "You're pregnant?" He asks. Everyone looks at me. I sigh.
