[1] INSTAGRAM | DEREK LUH {COMPLETE}

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FACETIMING

once i heard the ringing on my phone, i instantly knew it was derek.

how'd the hell he got my number? no fucking clue.

as i pick up my phone that was placed down, i see an unknown number pop up. i answer almost immediately.

once it connects, derek's face lights up as he sees mine, making me huff.

"hey, baby-girl."

his voice was scratchier than i thought. he places his phone propped down onto his kitchen counter, looking down at me.

with darker hair than in his photos, pale frosty skin and a strong, sharp jawline, he definitely wasn't photogenic.

"don't call me that," i respond, propping my phone against my pencil case. he smirks as he hears me.

"i'm making grilled cheese right now," he tells me, bending over to get a pan in the cupboards.

he had a big butt.

"um, okay? not like i care," i groan, "you're interrupting me doing my homework."

"i matter more than homework, sweetheart," he looks back at me, his lips curled at the ends. "anyways, now you know that i can cook, you can marry me now."

"no," i roll my eyes.

"ha," he chuckles, "be right back, i need to get the shit from the fridge."

as he got out of the view of the camera, someone else slyly passed infront of the phone, making me cock an eyebrow.

"nate, you woke up," derek's voice chimes. the sound of a handshake was in play as i begun to write down on the piece of paper that my science teacher gave us for homework.

"yeah, man. by the way, you can have stacy. she's a fucking freak in bed-"

"nah. i'm not looking for anybody currently," derek cuts nate off. "actually, i'm looking at someone right now." he tries to whisper as i could still hear him.

is he talking about me?!

then, it was silent for a few seconds as derek comes back into the view of the call. "hey, watcha doin' now, baby?"

"my name's sophie," i correct him, "and i'm still doing my homework."

"well, i wanna talk. i'm not going to cook anymore because nate's ordering take-out," he explains, "oh, yeah. you don't even know nate. nate, c'mere!"

as derek said that nate's footsteps heavily were heard as i could see him now.

nate looked a bit older with plenty of tattoos on his arms, and a bit of stubble on his face. way more tan than derek while his light auburn brown hair up in a small pony. "sophie, is it?"

"uh, yeah," i nod, butterflies approaching my stomach. he was so fucking attractive.

"well, nice to meet you. i've heard plenty about you."

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