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Derek's Birthday

"He was a fucking pig!", I exclaimed from the kitchen, "he was fat, and was into students."

"Maybe he just likes the uniform—not you know necessarily a student?" he insisted as he went through my closet.

"Well I may or may not have taken my cousins' daughter to tour the school where he works, and I may have seen that the honor roll student is a girl named Amelia Smith," I raised my eyebrows seeing as he threw some of my clothes on to the bed.

"You know...no matter how much you beg I'm not sleeping with you," my lips curled into a smile, he turned laughing mockingly.

"That's not why I am choosing an outfit for you," he leaned over to whisper near my ear as he grabbed my waist, "It's you who will be begging,"

His smirked as I pushed him off, "I'm hosting a birthday party. For you know my birthday-which you never bothered to ask me for,"

I laid on my bed, "How old are you? 13, who has birthday parties at our age,"

He jumped to the bed pressing his body against mine, "I'm young at heart, AND it's basically a bunch of my guys and I getting wasted," his eyes moving to my lips.

This is the side of him that I liked the careless & intensive attitude, it certainly made me want to jump his bones. For some reason, I now saw him in a new light, not the same one as I did when we first met. Back when we were at the beginning of the internship program, we were all assigned cubicle buddies. He didn't wait to introduce himself, he simply came up to me and began speaking as if I was a friend of his. It made me believe that he was insincere that he was one of those goody two shoes in the office despite his very pleasant appearance. If it hadn't been for his off-putting personality, I may have wanted to have sex with him that very same day. He always wore a suit at the workplace but the few times we had gatherings outside of work he dressed like a biker; leather jacket, t-shirt, dark jeans etc. etc. I hadn't bothered on getting to know him all that much, other women in the office were always throwing themselves at them. Like I said, he is very pleasant looking. I heard rumors in the office about him on a regular basis, some tried to convince me to get intel of his personal life. I never played into their games told them if they wanted something to get it themselves, I was called a bitch for that. Some rumors were just plain lies, other's where questionable. However, it seemed like we were close friends now, I just couldn't wrap my mind on to why.

He smelled soapy & clean, "What does that have to do with you raiding my closet", I asked.

"Cause you're coming with me of course, and I need you looking gorgeous," his eyes still studying my face

"I always look gorgeous," I winked at him. I thought about asking him, why did he want to hang out with a slut like me. I never once have lied to him about the things going on in my life so it wasn't as if he wasn't aware. One of the main reasons I didn't have friends was because many are quick to judge when it comes to women like 'me' sleeping around.

"True-but still I feel that as my birthday gift from you, I should get to decide what you wear," he stood up, his body no longer on top of mine.

"I mean if it makes you happy," I shook my head, I noticed I had a text from Adler saying he needed the night off today; therefore, there would be no assignments for tonight.

"Look at that, I suppose my night is free after all!" I exclaimed.

We ordered pizza as he got ready for his night, he made several calls to some of his friends and some other people. I was surprised that he was still in my apartment given everything, but I really did enjoy having him here.