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.Derek.

It's been three days since she has talked to me. I guess I screwed up pretty bad. I didn't know Casey has waited for me that long. I don't even know what love is! I'm Derek Venturi, I've never had a relationship for more than a month, except Kendra. And even that was on and off. I don't know what Casey expects. I google the definition of love.

tenderness, fondness, predilection, warmth, passion, adoration.

I stared at the definition. I felt that toward Casey. I could tell her anything, I always wanted to touch her. I felt comfortable around her. I loved her. Didn't I?

.General.

Derek opened her door and went to Casey's. He knocked softly.

"Who is it?" She asked, her voice muffled by the door.

"Derek. How about you let me in."

"How about fuck off." She said, sighing. Derek let his head drop and hit the door.

"Casey please."

"Nope."

"Please."

"Nope."

"Casey." She swung the door open.

"What?"

"I love you."

"Sorry, I didn't hear that. I don't listen to bullshit." She slammed the door in his face. He sighed. He opened the door and walked over to her. She turned around. "Get out." He grabbed the back of her head and crashed his lips against hers. She kissed him back for a moment, then pulled away. "I said leave." She let her fingers linger on her lips.

"I can tell you anything. I always want to be touching you. You drive me crazy, Casey. I want to kiss you and never stop. I. Love. You." He said, taking her hand. She didn't pull away.

"Derek, I love you. I always have. But I just feel like I'm a toy to you." She sniffled, and Derek noticed she was crying.

"Your not! If you were a toy I would have fucked you in that store. Instead of waiting to make love to you." He stroked her face with his thumb. "I love you." She teared up again.

"I love you, too, Derek."