Something new I thought of... Though the characters in my original weren't Derek and Casey. I thought it would have been a good idea if I made it Derek and Casey. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

Scooping out another spoonful of Lucky Charms, Derek plopped down on his bed. He heard faint grunting and moaning from his room mate's room and he rolled his eyes.

Now you would think that Derek would be the one who was grunting rhythmically with female moans. But not this time, no, this time, he was stuck with home work from the internship he took for an independent film industry. He had to think of at least five new ideas for a show that they could build off of and so far, he had nothing. Every idea he came up with reminded him of his past and the mistake that cost him the one person he cared about. And he knew if he used those, it would interfere with his work and he didn't want that at all.

He rolled his eyes yet again as the clock along with a few frames on his wall began to rattle from what could only be the force of his friends thrusting.

Finally, giving up, he finished his cereal; he grabbed his jacket and left his apartment. He knew exactly where he was going even though the one person he didn't really want to see would most likely be there. He didn't care that she was going to be there, but at the same time, he did care. He didn't want to see her but that was his favorite place to be when he wanted to get away but he was stuck with it.

--

There she was. The one who got away, or the one who he threw away as he liked to put it. Every time he went there, he would always ask himself why he didn't run after her as she was leaving his apartment after catching him with her best friend. It was the only unanswered question in his mind because everything else he thought of, he had an explanation.

When Derek walked into the sports bar, he spotted some of his other friends and he smirked.

"Yo, Rock!" He shouted.

"Derek, you decided to come after all," his raven haired friend said to him.

"Yeah, I needed a break,"

Derek looked around the room, casually looked around and spotted her. She didn't look at him at all. He was brought out of his thoughts by his friend handing him a shot.

--

"Derek!" A female voice called to him. Well, it was more slurred but it was still a call out to him. He turned and looked, it was Casey. "Hey,"

"Hey," he slurred out.

"Listen, I think we should hang out more," she said louder than needed.

"I've wanted to call you but I pussy out about it,"

"Why?"

"I have no idea,"

Hell, he may be drunk, but it was still awkward talking to her again after he practically ripped out her heard and stomped on it.

"Let's go to my place," she suggested, drunkenly, after awhile of awkwardly standing around.

He nodded.

--

They stumbled into her apartment, tugging at each other's clothes. Once inside, he pressed her up against the door, making it slam shut. He took her lips in a rough kiss, trailing it down to her neck, nipping at her soft skin. She moaned against him. Casey started grinding her hips against his and he groaned into her neck making her shiver. And what seemed like an eternity, they finally stumbled into her bedroom and plopped down on the bed. Casey removed her short while Derek struggled to remove his and when he got it off, she was only in her underwear and bra.

He couldn't help but gawk at her beauty. Even though he had seen her completely naked before about over a dozen times. And being as drunk as he was, he still managed to step out of his jeans before he climbed on top of her. She giggled and it rang through his head like a long lost melody and he kissed her deeply.

And the night progressed.

--

The next morning, he woke up with a groan. When he eyes opened, he realized that he wasn't in his room. He continued to look around and saw a picture of Casey and he jumped out of her bed. He rushed around and quickly pulled on his jeans. After stepping into his shoe in the process of putting on his shirt, the door opened and Casey was standing there.

"You need to leave,"

"Already gone," he said before putting on his leather jacket and walking out.

And as he was leaving, he missed Casey sinking to the floor in her room and the picture of the two of them whey they were something.

When he got outside he was already on the phone with his room mate to pick him up.

"I'll tell you about it when you get here," Derek snapped, then closed his phone.

He sighed and sat down on the bench outside the complex. He sat cross legged and clutched his head.

He was stuck.

He hated that he hooked up with Casey but then he was happy he did. It was like he was in a heavenly hell. And as he was waiting for Sam, his mind drifted back to how it started and the night he lost it all.

He met her in the middle of his sophomore year. When she walked into the halls, completely lost, he couldn't help but think she looked really cute. And it was the first girl he couldn't go up to because he was lost for words. So he didn't actually speak to her until the beginning of junior year. And it was only because she was sitting in front of him and he didn't have a pencil. And after class, when he saw her at her locker, he tried giving it back to her, using it as an excuse to talk to her.

"Hey," he said when he got to her locker.

"Hi, Derek, right?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "I just wanted to give this back to you,"

"Don't you think you'll need it for the rest of your classes?" She asked with a slight chuckle.

He hadn't thought of that.

"Right," he said awkwardly, "I just used it as an excuse to talk to you."

"Why?" She asked him.

"Because I think-"

"Derek!" A voice shouted.

"I think that-"

"Derek!" They shouted again.

"I'm talking!" He shouted to them. He looked back at Casey with a sheepish grin, "Sorry."

"It's okay, you were saying?"

"Oh, I think that you're absolutely gorgeous." He admitted.

And he wasn't lying. From the first time he saw her, looking awkward with her bangs in her face, to now, with her more shapely body and her long waves, she looked amazing to him.

"Really?" She asked with slightly wide eyes and a small smile on her face.

"Yeah,"

"Thank you,"

Derek heard his friend again and he rolled his eyes.

"I'll see you around."

And after hearing that out of his mouth, they started hanging out a lot. He became really close really fast and they both liked that. And while Derek flirted with her occasionally, he knew he had to keep it to a minimum because he had the feeling that she only wanted to be friends. Until one night when she came over to help him study for a math test.

"X equals…109?" Derek guessed.

"Yes!"

Derek stood from his desk chair and did a small celebration dance that resembled his goal scoring celebration dance for when he played hockey.

"And the crowd goes wild! Not only am I king on hockey, I am king of math,"

Casey giggled and shook her head.

"I suck at math," he admitted, "so me getting that answer right on the first try, good for me."

"You're cute," she blurted out to him.

Derek froze and then feeling a sudden burst of encouragement, he leaned forward and kissed her. He heard her gasp and then felt her push him away.

"Derek,"

"Sorry, I thought…never mind."

He could have slapped himself for doing something so stupid. Derek looked away from her and back at his work, shaking his head slightly.

"Derek," she said getting off his bed. She walked over to him and stood next to him. "Don't shy away from me,"

"I'm not," he insisted, "I shouldn't have done that."

"What if I told you that I wanted you to do it?"

Derek looked up at her and stood up. He cupped the side of her neck and he kissed her, but this time, she didn't push him away.

And that was when they started dating.

They were the couple that everyone hated because they were so happy together. If they fought, which was usually over stupid things, they made up instantly realizing how stupid it was. They were the perfect couple.

--

Casey ran from his mailbox to the front door right as Edwin was walking out.

"Hey Casey,"

"Hey Edwin, I checked your mail, is Derek awake yet?"

"Casey, it's summer, he sleeps all day,"

"Oh yeah,"

"Well, the doors open, you can let yourself in."

And without a word, Edwin walked down the steps to his friends car and left. Casey shook her head and walked in.

His house was empty meaning that she could have some alone time with him. But she had to give Derek his mail anyways. He got a letter from the University of Toronto and it was a big envelope. And she knew what was in it too. She had already been accepted to Toronto and was waiting on Derek to get his acceptance letter.

She raced up to his room and opened his door. She had to stop and look at how cute Derek looked sleeping. He looked so much like a little kid. Arms above his head, his hair messy than usual from sleep. Then, not being able to keep it to herself, she jumped on his bed, straddling him instantly. He woke with a start and a slight scream making his girlfriend giggle.

"You have mail," was the first thing she said to him.

"What time is it?"

"Three," she said quickly, "now open your mail."

Derek sat up making Casey move back a little so he could sit up right and he grabbed the mail. He sorted through the letters, tossing the ones on the floor that didn't have his name on it. When he got to the envelope with the U of T on it, he froze and looked at Casey.

"You know what the big ones mean," she said biting her bottom lip.

Derek looked back on the envelope and then at Casey again.

"Open it," she urged him.

And that was he needed to rip it open and pull out the papers.

After reading the first few lines, and looked back at Casey again.

"I got in,"

Casey squealed and hugged him tightly. He dropped the papers and hugged her back. She leaned back a little and he kissed her.

"This is so great," Casey gushed, "you, me, in Toronto. We could get a place together."

"Not have to worry about anyone walking in on us," Derek smirked.

"Or interrupting us,"

"We could walk around naked," he smirked and Casey giggled.

He kissed her once again and broke it.

"I love you," he murmured against her lips

She looked back at him and he nodded. That was the first time he said that to her and he thought it was the perfect timing. She kissed him softly and broke it.

"I love you too,"

Derek kissed her again and their afternoon progressed where Casey gave herself to Derek for the first time.

--

And the second year of college at Toronto, he lost it all.

There was a party that Derek had gone to. He was supposed to meet Casey there but she called him to tell him she was going to be late and to go on without her. So he went. And he started drinking, thinking that he could get away with having a few before Casey arrived.

Well, that didn't happen.

He ran into an old friend he used to date. They started talking and she led him to a room, stating that she wanted to talk to him without the noise.

"So, how are you and Casey?" She asked him.

"Great,"

"You know, I bet you anything I can do things to you that she can't." She said as she straddled him

Meanwhile, Casey had just walked into the party and looked around for Derek. When she couldn't find him, she asked and was informed that he had gone upstairs. Her stomach did a weird flippy thing and she felt a little nervous. But she pushed it aside because Derek loved her and she knew he would never do anything to hurt.

And boy was she dumb to think that for almost two and a half years because when she got to the first room, she walked in on her boyfriend, half naked with some blonde bimbo, straddling him.

She gasped and Derek looked.

"Casey,"

Casey shook her head as the tears fell from her eyes and she ran out of the party while Derek pushed the blond off of him. He put his shirt back on and raced after her. He caught her at her car, trying to find her keys.

"Casey, wait, let me explain…"

"Explain what?" She asked him with tears streaming down her face. "I can't believe you did this to me, after everything we had,"

"Still have," he corrected her.

"No," she shook her head, "we don't have anything anymore,"

"What?"

"I want you gone,"

"Casey…"

"No Derek, we're done."

--

The days that followed was of him gathering up his things, packing, and moving into Sam's spare bedroom. It took a total of three days for Derek to pack and it was completely awkward.

The weeks that followed, he found out that Casey had moved in with a friend and was trying to move on with her life. He also found out that she tried dating but nothing too serious. Derek on the other hand didn't date. Hell, he didn't even try to move on because he didn't want to move on. He was still in love with her and he would continue to be in love with her until the end of time.

And here he was. Sitting outside of his ex-girlfriends apartment after hooking up with her. He was in his last year of college and was still hung up on her. Sure he hooked up from time to time but he was still hung up on her and the fact that he slept with her made the entire situation worse than it already was.

Suddenly, there was a loud honk and he saw Sam. Derek said nothing as he got into his truck and drove away. It was when they got home, Sam started asking questions.

"So why were you in front of Casey's apartment? You hook up with Amy?"

"Nope, I hooked up with Casey,"

There was a long pause before he said anything. It was almost like Sam had to register what Derek had actually said to him.

"Casey? Like 'Oh Casey please take me back', Casey?"

"Yep,"

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Sam asked, punching Derek in the arm.

"Okay, ow! And I have no idea what I was thinking. I mean she looked so hot and she was the one who invited me to go over there."

"An you said yes?"

"I was drunk!" He defended.

"Even when I get drunk I don't do things that stupid."

Derek groaned and shook his head.

"Dude, did you wrap it at least?" Sam asked him.

"Casey's always been on that birth control shit."

Sam sighed, "I need a beer."

"It's one," Derek informed him.

"It's five o'clock somewhere," Sam muttered. "What are you gonna do?"

"Nothing," Derek said to him, "me and Case are over and it doesn't matter what I want because lord knows that I want her back but she'd never let it happen."

"You never know,"

"Yes I do."

--

"You hooked up with Derek?" Casey's room mate, Amy asked.

"Yeah," Casey confessed, shamefully.

"You hooked up with Derek?" She asked Casey again, still not quite grasping the whole thing.

"I know! I feel like slut."

"Well, what are you gonna do?"

"Nothing, Derek and I are completely done, that was a one time thing."

"You sure?" Amy asked.

"I'm sure," she said nodding her head firmly.

"Right," Amy said, not believing a word out of her friend's mouth. "I'm off to class, see you later."

And the Casey was left in her thoughts. She was sure that she was over Derek. Wasn't she?

If you hadn't caught on yet, George and Nora aren't married in this one. I have a plan for them later. And the title might change, I'm not sure yet.