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Meredith

"Meredith! MEREDITH! MEREDITH!" Izzie yelled impatiently from the hallway.

I groaned and rolled over in bed, trying to block out the sound of Izzie's voice. Derek was still snoring lightly next to me, but he also rolled around to once again wrap his arms around me and pull me towards him.

Izzie started banging on the door, "MEREDITH!" she screamed again. I was a little afraid that she might break the door by banging on it so violently.

I sighed, and swung my legs over the side of my bed, but before I could stand up Derek had caught my wrist and pulled me back down. "Stay. Bed," He struggled in his morning daze.

I giggled and let myself drop next to Derek. He quickly took me into his arms again and I buried my face in the crook of his neck.

"Meredith! I don't know what you're doing in there, but I'm coming in anyway!" Izzie said. I heard her hand moving to the doorknob.

"CRAP!" I hissed as I struggled to get out of the tangled sheets, which ended with me falling on the floor with a loud thud. I snorted and tried to get up, throwing the sheets on top of Derek in the process.

He grunted and I heard him swinging around with his arms, probably looking for me. I smiled and grabbed my robe from my chair and started putting it on.

"Meredith?! What's going on in there… I'm coming in…" I heard her turning the doorknob and I practically threw myself on the door.

"NOO!" I yelled as I pressed my entire weight against the door, pushing it closed. "Wait a sec!" I called back at Izzie as I closed my robe decently, before I opened the door to quickly jump into the hallway and close the door behind me again.

"What's going on in there?" Izzie asked immediately. I could already picture her folding her arms over her chest and raising an eyebrow as she impatiently tapped her foot on the floor.

I smiled innocently and wrapped my arms around my own waist and lowered my head. "Nothing," I mumbled, probably not very convincing.

"Yeah, right…" Izzie said. "And that's why you just jumped in the hallway without letting me even catch a glimpse of your room," she added sarcastically.

I looked up, and nodded. "Yeah… That's about right…" I shifted my weight to my other leg and scratched my head.

"Sure, Mer… And I have just grown two uteruses by just standing here, banging on your door,"

I wrinkled with my hands and started fidgeting with my bracelet; a nervous habit I probably had taken over from my mum.

"Okay, okay," I lowered my voice and moved a step closer to Izzie. "There's a boy in my bed," I whispered, as soft as I could.

"Seriously?!" Izzie screamed.

"Ssh, Iz!" I said, my eyes widening.

Izzie giggled. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry,"

I rolled my eyes, but smiled anyway. "It's that guy I met at Joe's," I said. I tried to keep the insane smile that was creeping over my face in control, but it was no use and the corners of my mouth curled up in a wide smile. "He's great," I added, sincerely.

I heard Izzie squealing and I knew she was practically jumping up and down next to me. "I can't believe it!" She exclaimed.

I knew she would be happy for me, because she was always one for my happiness. She had been worried about me from the day we met at the hospital and I know she always wanted me to meet the person that was perfectly right for me. The person that made my head skip a beat whenever I was in a room with him.

"Me neither…" I said shaking my head and wrapping my arms around Izzie to pull her into a friendly hug.

She patted my back and sighed. "So… when do I get to meet this guy?" She asked as she quickly placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it. Before I could do anything to prevent the obvious the door flew open and reached the wall on the other side with a loud bang…

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Derek

I saw Meredith jumping into the hallway, hastily closing the door behind herself. I smiled from my spot on the bed and gently swung my legs over the side of the bed. I started searching for my clothes and I smiled as I was putting them on.

It took me only a moment to spin around when I saw a ray of light though the door from the corner of my eye. The door swung open in a split of a second and revealed a very eager blond girl and a mortified Meredith, her face flushing bright red.

I smiled at the two women in front of me. The blonde nearly jumping up and down from excitement and Meredith looking like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole.

The girl who I assumed was Meredith's friend was standing with her mouth wide open. She only closed it after she took a deep breath and spoke up. "Good catch, Mer," I saw her saying.

I started walking towards them, wrapping my arm around Meredith when I reached her and pulling her closer. She smiled up tome and I felt her body relaxing when she felt my full layer of clothes.

"Hey…" Izzie's mouth moved, her smile still as bright and wide as before.

"Hi." I managed to bring out, pulling Meredith even closer towards me. I saw her smiling at Izzie while Izzie was frowning, probably because of my lack of words. "I'm. Deaf," I tried, hoping she would understand it.

Izzie smiled and nodded. "Okay," She mouthed, exaggerating the movement of her mouth.

Meredith giggled at the sight and I chuckled. We stood there for a while, in an awkward silence, before Izzie offered her hand. "I'm Izzie," She said, less exaggerated.

"Derek," I said as I shook her hand. She pulled her hand back and we lapsed back into silence.

The time seemed to tick by so slowly I got nervous and before I could think about what I was doing I clapped my hands together. "Breakfast?" I asked, hoping it sounded like an actual question.

Meredith looked up to me gratefully and nodded her head, "Sure," She smiled and took my hand.

"I'll help!" Izzie said clapping her hands and by the way Meredith flinched besides me I just knew she had yelled it out. I couldn't believe somebody could be this cheery in the morning.

Meredith turned her body to the staircase and pulled me with her. I held her close as we walked downstairs, scared that she might fall. But I knew that even though she was blind, she'd probably know her way through her house easily now.

I knew the way to the kitchen, but followed Meredith anyway. I saw that she immediately sat down at the kitchen table and turned on the radio. She laid her head on her folded arms on the table, her ear close to the radio.

I turned to Izzie and she pointed to Meredith. "She always does that," She mouthed. "She likes to know the news since she can't read any papers," She clearly wasn't speaking it out loud since Meredith didn't even look up.

I smiled and walked towards the petit girl, listening intensely to the radio with her eyes closed. When I reached her I placed my hands on her shoulder and rubbed them. I leaned into her and kissed her softly on her cheek, before I walked back to the kitchen and started helping Izzie with breakfast.

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Meredith

I sat at the kitchen table, hearing the noises of my roommate and the guy I just slept with making breakfast. After a few minutes I felt somebody sitting next to me and I turned to the person.

"He's hot," She said as she sighed. "A real catch, Mer," She repeated her first reaction to Derek.

"Yeah," I said as I leaned back in my chair and smiled in front of me.

"I'm serious," She said. "He looks… hot…" Izzie said reluctantly, probably scared of my reaction.

But I only smiled and thought back to the first night I met Derek and the way he let me feel his face, so I could remember him. Like I could forgot that deep masculine voice he had.

"I know," I answered as I turned back to Izzie. "I felt his face," I said dreamily.

"I know, but you don't know, like, the colour of his hair, or the colour of his eyes." She said. I could almost see her smiling hesitantly to me as she smoothed out her top.

I returned the smile I imagined her having as I slowly said, "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what colour his hair is, or his eyes. It doesn't matter what he looks like." I paused. "Besides I do know he has curly and really soft hair," I added with a playful grin.

"Aww… That's so cute!" Izzie said softly, very unlike herself.

"What? Cute?" Derek's voice was awfully close to us and my eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment.

"N-no-nothing," I stammered, something I hoped he couldn't notice by reading my lips. "I just- you know… Talking about… st-" I rambled on before he shut me off by kneeling next to me and placing his lips on mine.

When we broke apart he moved away from me and returned with two steaming plates, which he placed under Izzie's and my nose.

"Thanks," I said. "But aren't you going to eat?" I asked unsure of myself. I felt him moving away again and returned after a few seconds.

He cleared his throat and Izzie answered with an, "Oh," she shifted in her seat. "You want me to read it?" She asked puzzled.

"Meredith, I had the greatest time with you and, honestly, I don't want to leave, but I don't want to worry my overprotective roommate (not!). I'd love to see you again soon," Izzie said.

I smiled and I felt Derek's lips pressed against mine again for a brief kiss, before we got interrupted by Izzie.

"Oh! You should come to our movie night tomorrow!" She exclaimed and I felt the piece of paper, where Derek had probably written the message for me on fall into my lap. Izzie had probably thrown it to me in her excitement.

I smiled at Derek and nodded, saying that I'd love him to come.

He made some sort of motion to say that he would come, because Izzie jumped up from her seat and told him how much fun it would be and that she picked out some awesome movies.

I said Derek goodbye with another kiss and stayed in the same position until I heard the front door closing.

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Meredith

I got pulled out of my daze by the door opening and Cristina's voice broke the silence that was comfortably surrounding me the last couple of minutes.

"Who was that?" Cristina asked, getting straight to business. She threw her back down on the seat besides me and leaned on the table.

I smiled and sat up straight. "That was Derek," I said, pretending it was a perfectly normal thing and I turned my body from her to slip of my seat and walk towards the fridge.

"Who's Derek?" she asked as she walked up behind me and grabbed something out of the fridge.

"He's the guy she slept with yesterday," Izzie said. I heard she had something in her mouth, probably a toothbrush, or something.

She passed me and I smelled peppermint. Definitely a toothbrush…

"Seriously, Mer?!" Cristina asked astonished.

I chuckled and nodded. "Yeah… Is that such a weird thing to happen?" I still tried to be casual and ignore the questions that were hanging in the air.

Cristina snorted. "I hate his hair," she said from the other side of the kitchen. I hadn't noticed her walking away.

I knew what Cristina was doing; she tried to find the negative things about him. She is very overprotective, even though she doesn't know it about herself. She probably didn't want me to have my heart broken or worse. I knew she would never admit that she worried about me. She wasn't that kind of person, and I knew that.

I smiled. "He has beautiful hair…" I said dreamily.

"How could you say, you can't even see it," she snapped back with her mouth full of food.

This time it was Izzie's turn to speak up, "That was mean, Cristina," she said.

"Oh please," Cristina said back. "She has been blind her entire life, are we still not allowed to make jokes about it?"

I raised one eyebrow. "You've been making jokes about it for years, Cris," I said.

"Sure, sure," Cristina said, "I'm just very confused,"

"Aww," I said. I walked towards Cristina and kneeled down besides her too wrap my arms around her neck and pull her in a hug. "Thanks, Cris!" I said. "You love me,"

Cristina tried to get my arms from her and push me back. "Yeah, yeah. I know, I know. You got me weak…" She said.

"No," Izzie said, once again getting in our conversation. "Burke got you weak," she said.

"Yeah." I felt her raising her arm, probably pointing her finger to Izzie. "But don't tell him that," she said at last.

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Derek

The moment I stepped into my apartment, the rain started falling. I sighed out of relieve and threw my coat on a chair. I jumped backwards when Mark suddenly walked out of the kitchen, eating a sandwich.

I groaned and followed Mark, he obviously hadn't seen me and I tapped him on the shoulder. 'Aren't you supposed to be at work?' I asked him, using my hands, as usual.

He shrugged and answered me with his hands for once. Normally he was too lazy and just talked, but he knew I had more trouble reading lips than gestures.

He said there was nothing for him to do, no cases for plastics.

I rolled my eyes. 'Seriously?!' I asked him, frowning.

He nodded and continued eating his sandwich. I knew he was lying, but just rolled my eyes and walked to my bedroom.

Once inside, I glanced to my computer. I was supposed to write today, my book should almost be finished, but I wasn't even near done. And instead of tuning my own thoughts out to start writing, I plopped down on my bed, placed my hands under my head and closed my eyes to let the beautiful thoughts of Meredith in my head.

She had surprised me and made me smile on so many ways, even though we only knew each other for a few days.

She was so smart and sweet… And really good in bed, I added to the list in my head. I couldn't wait to be with her again, to touch her and kiss her. To watch her fall asleep as I drift away too. To listen to her soft and even breathing until she opens her eyes and meets the day. I wish I could say that she was mine, mine forever. But I had no right to claim her, although I really wished I had.

Hopefully I had someday.

My thoughts got interrupted by the door, I felt it opening because of the force it opened with, which I felt in the form of a warm wind, coming over my body.

I didn't open my eyes, though, holding onto the thoughts of Meredith a little while longer. I smiled to myself as I saw her face so clearly in front of me.

It was Mark who pulled the image away from me, shoving me roughly. When I opened my eyes, I saw him frowning.

'What's wrong with you,' I saw him mouthing.

I shrugged and closed my eyes again, replacing my hands under my head. My peace didn't last long, because Mark was shoving me again.

This time, when I opened my eyes, he was grinning, his eyes sparkling. 'It's that girl, isn't it? That's why you were away last night? You fucked her!' he mouthed. I frowned at the last word and almost wanted to say the cheesiest sentence ever; it isn't called 'fucking', but 'making love'. But I decided to pass, since it was Mark I was talking to.

He suddenly started pulling on my arm, lifting me up. He dragged me to the living room and placed me on the couch. He sat down next to me and his eyes turned serious, very out of character, if you asked me. 'Was she any good?' he eventually asked, a sneaky grin slowly appearing on his face again.

I rolled my eyes and stood up. I made a 'fuck you' symbol to him and continued my way out of the room, while my mind was screaming the answer to his question, 'yes, yes, yes!!'

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That was it… Longer chapter than normal, actually.

Derek is struggling to keep Meredith out of his mind and Meredith had to deal with her friends' nosiness.

Next up: The movie night! Aren't you excited?!