Here We Go Again (Two Others, mkay? :D )

Alora smiled, yawning as she slowly opened her eyes. At first she had no idea where she was. "De... Deryk. Where am I? Is the movie over yet?" Then it hit her. DUH! But then again, she'd never been inside his house before... IF it was his house.

Brittany blushed with a smile. "Well, that's pretty much totally what I like to hear kinda sorta... Not too much pampering, mkay? I don't want to have to get used to it or anything..."

Deryk looked up at her. "You're at my house. You passed out at the beginning of the movie and I brought you home," he yawned.

Justin smiled and kissed her. "Honey, with me, you will be the most pampered girl in the nation."

Brittany blushed, smiling as she pulled her knees up some. "Well thank-you love. I never really ever expected to be pampered before..."

Alora smiled softly. "I remember the movies..." She kissed his hand, watching him with intent eyes.

Justin smiled and kissed her cheek. "Well, expect it now," he chuckled.

"It was only one," he corrected her, looking into her eyes and wondering if she'd really meant to kiss him or if it was an accident.

Alora sat up and looked around a little closer at her surroundings for a moment. It didn't seem too bad in here at all. "You know, I just realized, you've never brought me here before" she said aloud in thought. All those years they had been friends, he had always gone to her house, not the other way around.

Deryk watched her. "I didn't want to piss Justin off," he mumbled. "I didn't want you to be mad at me if I beat him up," he admitted.

"Oh I see.." she said with a slow smile. "Soo... whatchya wanna do now?" She was slightly at a loss in his room, since it wasn't like she had walked in or somethin. She just woke up there. But hey, she could use it to her advantage.

Deryk shrugged, getting up and sitting on the edge of his bed. "Dunno. Whatever you wanna do, I guess. Are you hurting? Need some advil?"

She thought for a moment, assessing her injuries. She was still sore, but that sleep did her alot of good. She could deal with the pain she still had. "No, I don't think I need any Advil at the moment. As for what I want to do..." She let her words trail off. She normally wasn't the forward type, so it was hard to get anything going for her. But she figured if couldn't figure anything else out, she'd have to just try something.

Deryk looked at her curiously. "I have to go to the bathroom. 'Scuse me," he said and got up, walking out of his bedroom into the hallway, turning into the bathroom.

"Um, okay..." she said, watching him walk out. What had she done wrong? Did she say something to offend him? Does he really just gotta go? She kinda shrugged, deciding to not let it bother her, and stood. She walked around his room, studying little things here and there.

He really did just have to go to the bathroom. He'd drunken a lot of soda before the movie. He walked back in a minute later after flushing the toilet, watching her poke around his room. "It's not the cleanest or best organized room, is it," he asked, smiling.

Alora turned around and smiled. "Not really, but it's better than some. Then again, some times being clean and organized just isn't any fun." she said, letting her fingertips linger on his dresser where she had just been looking at some of the stuff laying around it.

He chuckled. "I'm glad you don't think too badly of my room," he grinned. "You thirsty? I got tea downstairs."

"Yeah, I'm pretty thirsty" she said with a nod, thinking about how parched her mouth felt at the moment. "I'll go with you to get it" she offered. She would offer to get it herself if she knew even where the kitchen was, but she was afraid she'd never find her way back.

"Yeah, sure," Deryk smiled and led her downstairs to the kitchen. He got a cup out of the cabinet and put some ice in it, then filled it with water. "Here you go," he smiled, handing the cup to her.

"Thanks" she said before taking a deep drink of it. She watched him from the corner of her eye and set the cup down on the corner. She turned back around and glanced around at the surroundings.

Deryk sighed, sitting on his counter. "Hungry? Or are you still full from lunch," he asked.

"I'm fine in the way of hunger" she said, sitting next to him and hesitantly putting her hand next to his. She let one of her fingers caress his hand. "But if you're hungry, I could wait while you eat"

He looked down at her hand, and back up at her. "No, I'm not hungry. Just trying to be hospitable," he explained. Slowly, he moved his hand so he was holding hers, his hand on bottom faced up to wrap around her fingers.

Brittany blushed, rolling her eyes. "Fiiiiine. Well, I won't expect it for tooooo long, okay babe?"

Alora smiled and turned her head away, mainly to hide her blush. She actually really like him, and it shocked her, though she didn't know why it should.

Justin chuckled and kissed her softly. "I love you."

Deryk jumped down, looking up at her. "You're blushing," he chuckled, smiling. God, she was so damn cute! He kept a hold of her hand. "So, what do you want to do? I can order pay per view, if you want, since we missed that movie. Or we could go do something," he shrugged. "Whatever you want."

"Um" she said aloud in thought. She wasn't sure. She jumped off the counter to land in front of him, keeping her hand in his. "Pay per view would be good. I don't remembeer much of the other movie, so I'm sure we didn't miss much" she said, trying to sound nonchalant. She almost didn't know how to act around him now, since she wasn't used to conciously liking him.

Deryk smiled sheepishly, seeing her feel a little nervous and hesitant. "Alright," he smiled and led her to his living room, grabbing the remote and flopping down on the couch, turning the TV on.

Brittany chuckled, kissing back. "I love you too... Now the time needs to hurry up and pass so I can get out of here. Hospitals freak me out."

Alora sat next to him, a bit close but not strangely close. Though she wan't sure what strangely close would be. Maybe if she actually sat on him, that would be strangely close. She laughed aloud, not meaning to. She couldn't hold in the picture in her head for some reason. She couldn't imagine his reaction.