Remember for me

Chapter thirteen:

A/n- chapter thirteen as part of my first double update!

"Sounds like a lovely double date" Zola laughs

"Mark sounds like a decent guy" Bailey comments.

Meredith smiles "Mark was a really good guy, he just wasn't Derek"

"Mom, tell us the rest of the story!" Lexie asks. Meredith smiles, and starts the story again.

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Meredith's POV:

I was at home after our double date, which really was a double disaster. Addison threw gin and tonic at Mark, I laughed and Derek tried not to laugh.

I stared up at the ceiling, thinking.

I liked Mark, I really did, but I loved Derek. And he was married. Which meant there was no reason for me not to keep dating Mark. He's a great guy, and he's hot. Not to mention he's a plastic surgeon. Him being that smart is only a bonus.

I rolled over, sighing as I tried to get comfortable. It wasn't too late, but I had nothing else to do. So, I went to bed. But I couldn't sleep.

When did Derek and I last kiss? I think when we were together and happy. When was our last kiss?

Somehow, I knew I wouldn't be able to move on unless I knew the answer to this question. I needed to know when our last happy kiss was before I could kiss Mark. Because Mark was too nice of a guy for me to be thinking of Derek while I'm kissing him.

"Mer" Izzie said quietly, as she opened my bedroom door a crack "you have a visitor"

I sighed, and stood up. I was wearing a while tank top and baggy plaid pj pants. My hair was in a messy ponytail and I looked awful. I looked tired, but then again, what surgeon didn't?

I trudged my way downstairs, expecting Mark or Christina. But I was met with Derek standing in the porch.

"Hey" I say lightly, as I lean against a wall. "What are you doing here?"

"Meredith, I was just wondering something" Derek said hesitantly "you aren't dating Mark to get a rise out of me and Addie, are you?"

I smile, thinking that getting a rise out of the worlds happiest couple (note the sarcasm) was just a bonus of dating a super hot plastic surgeon with a sense of humour and a great attitude.

"I actually happen to like Mark. He's a funny, smart, nice guy" I tell Derek. I try not to notice Derek's obviously distress over my complimenting Mark. But honestly, it's hard not to. His shoulders slump and his eyes lose their sparkle, like me dating Mark for revenge was what he was hoping for.

"Okay. I'm sorry to have bothered you" he turns to leave, but I stop him.

"Derek, I have to know. I can't remember our last kiss" I say "I'm trying to remember, but for the life of me, I can't"

He smiles, small and slow, before turning around to face me. "It was in the morning. I was running late for surgery, and you'd just gotten a shower. You were wearing that ratty little Dartmouth sweater you look so good in, with the holes in the back of the neck. Your hair smelled like some sort of flower. You put your hand in my chest, and lightly kissed me. Like it was something we'd be doing for the rest of our lives"

"Lavender" I say, as he looks at me in confusion.

"What?"

"My hair smelled like lavender, from my conditioner" I inform him.

He smiles, and nods his head "lavender" he slowly repeats, before looking at me one last time and leaving.

Lavender.

Mark's POV:

I knew I shouldn't have been at Addie's hotel. I should've left her alone, I should've just stopped my car and went back to my hotel.

But I needed to know something, something I didn't know if Addison remembered. I remembered vaguely, and I knew if she remembered too then there was hope for us. After all, you don't remember things like that unless you care.

If she didn't remember, I'd leave. I'd continue my relationship with Meredith and I'd never look back.

She answered the door on the second knock, nearly shutting it just seeing me there.

"Adds, just wait. I just want to ask you something" I plead, hoping she'll just let me talk to her.

She is hesitant, but she lets me in.

"Do you remember the last time we kissed?" I ask her.

"Mark..." She shakes her head "no, I don't" her red hair is falling messily in her face, and even wearing yoga pants and a baggy t-shirt, not a speck of make up in sight, she looked gorgeous.

I smile softly, knowing I'm going to be walking away from her forever.

"It was the day before you left for Seattle. You didn't tell me you were leaving, so we both seemed to be in good spirits" I say "we were at my apartment, watching dumb 'ole movies. We both had the day off, but it was raining too hard to do anything fun. So, we stayed in. We were both wearing grey sweats and a random t-shirt, and your hair was pulled back in a messy braid. Your feet were stuffed into those ugly neon orange and yellow knit socks that I'd always hated" I smiled, thinking of those socks "we watched a few scary movies, but mostly comedies. I think we even watched the notebook at your request. Anyway, halfway through a movie, about 9 o clock, I got a page for a burn victim. I leaned down to where you were on my couch, and I kissed you softly before I left. Not only was that our last kiss, but it was the last time I saw you in New York"

Before I can look at her, I turn and I walk away. I vow to never look back, and always look forward.

Because going back is usually how accidents happen.

A/n- I loved the Mark POV on his and Addisons last kiss. I thought it was cute and romantic. Meredith and Derek is cute too.

Thanks for reading, vote and comment please!

~Daisy