Requested by Crixtine!
I know it gets a little off track at the end but oh well, let me know what you think!
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Chloe felt her cheeks heat up and her heart beat faster, only unlike the other times, it wasn't out of embarrassment. She eyed down the girls that swarmed around her boyfriend, Derek Souza and his adoptive brother, Simon Bae. Derek didn't seem too fazed by the fit, curvy, pretty girls that stood around him; his brother on the other hand was enjoying the female attention, giving them his underwear-incinerating grin and chatting away.
Aunt Lauren and Kit had taken everybody shopping and allowed them to split up. The adults had gone into Target to look for some portable kitchen appliances and left the teenagers to go shopping for clothes and other necessities. Chloe's definition of shopping was not standing and watching her boyfriend being undressed by the eyes of some horny teenaged girls.
Jealous? Deny it as much as she wants, Chloe Saunders was jealous. She had never had a boyfriend before so everything was still new to her even after a year of dating Derek. It wasn't as if Derek was flirting back like his brother – he was leaning against the wall of the food court with his mouth pressed into a firm line, not even saying a word. The girls chatted with him, trying to get his attention, but all he would do is grunt, nod or shake his head in a 'no'. Unfortunately, his reactions encouraged the girls to chat more in attempt to get a word out of him.
Should I sic a zombie on them? Or get Tori to send a knockback spell their way? Chloe thought to herself.
She didn't like the fact that older, prettier, curvier girls were ogling her boyfriend. The tallest girl of them all laid a hand on Derek's arm and looked up at him. She was at least 5"8 tall and had curly, dark brown hair that framed her face perfectly. Her curves were obvious under her well-fitted clothes and her natural tanned skin practically glowed. Chloe couldn't help but compare herself to the girl. Her curves were only just starting to come out and her boobs were growing, but that didn't make her feel any better. She had grown a few inches over the year but her skin was so pale she looked almost dead. No pun intended. Her black hair didn't do her any justice either. She looked like the stereotypical necromancer that she was.
There was no denying that the girls were visually violating Derek because he was good looking. Ever since his full change into a werewolf, his skin had begun to improve dramatically. It took a while but after a few months his acne completely disappeared and his hair became thick and glossy and not oily like it was when Chloe first met him in Lyle house. He finally started to wear clothes that fit him instead of the baggy sweaters and pants. Unfortunately, this gave the girls more to stare at. His muscles bulged perfectly out of his shirt and Chloe was usually okay with that when nameless girls weren't around.
Of course Derek didn't care for the random girls. His brother on the other hand was receiving the female attention that he had missed so very much and had the usual girl-reeling grin on his face. Of course Simon was attractive with his almond shaped eyes and high cheekbones. His hair was naturally blonde – courtesy of his Swedish mother. One of the shorter girls touched a layer of his hair.
"Is this like, natural?" She giggled and flirted. Her shoulders were pressed forward to reveal more cleavage than she even had. Blonde curls spilled down her bare shoulders, frizzled and dry from too much peroxide and heat.
Simon nodded, grin widening.
"You want me to throw a knockback spell at the tall one?" Tori asked as she approached Chloe.
"If we weren't in public…" She trailed off.
"Just go up there and get your man." She instructed and screwed up her nose. "I don't think she could show any more breast if she tried…" Tori shot a glare at her, the girl being oblivious to Tori's dirty looks.
"And look like a possessive bitch in the process? I think I'll pass." Of course Chloe trusted Derek. He had – awkwardly - discussed mates with her after Kit bought the subject up and she knew that he would never go off with another girl, but that didn't help the feeling that boiled in Chloe's stomach, waiting to explode. "I trust him."
"But not the one practically hanging off his di-"
Chloe held up a hand to cut Tori off.
"You're jealous, aren't you?" The witch teased.
"I am not jealous." Chloe denied.
"Oh hush you. It's obvious. If you were a fire half-demon, you would have incinerated the bitch by now!"
It was true. Out of all the supernatural races, Chloe had to be the weak necromancer. If she had Liz's abilities, she could throw a table at the girl's head with her mind, or send a knockback spell her way if she was a witch like Tori. But of course, she was the one who could raise the dead. No spells, no telepathic abilities, just the inconvenience of waking up at four in the morning to a zombie scratching at her window after a bad dream.
She sighed and touched Tori's arm, leading her away from the food court. "Come on, let's go shopping. I want to get some new hair dye."
"About time." Tori said, glancing at Chloe from the side, examining the regrowth in her roots.
Chloe and Tori had become good friends ever since their last battle with the Edison Group. Of course when Chloe first arrived at Lyle House, Tori absolutely resented her for her stutter, child-like figure and the fact that Simon had taken an interest in her. It wasn't as if that mattered in the present though. Chloe had overcome her stutter and it only showed when she was overly nervous. Her figure had only just started to fill out but she still had a long way to go. The 'thing' she had with Simon, well Tori eventually got over that- especially when she found out that Simon was her half-brother. Chloe could vaguely recall Tori screaming and vomiting in a trash can after Kit told her because she had hooked up with Simon just a week before she found out.
What really bought the girls close together was the death of Tori's mother. As much as she protested that she didn't care and claimed that her mum was an 'evil, vindictive bitch', Tori still cried over it and Chloe was always there to comfort her.
'You're too nice.' Tori would always tell her. She understood that her feelings of resentment towards Chloe were irrational and she couldn't help but feel as if she had to make it up to her.
The two girls walked out of hearing range of Derek and looked for a pharmacy that sold hair dye. "You should get something that isn't black this time." Tori pointed at Chloe's hair.
Ever since Derek had picked out the black hair dye, Chloe had absolutely hated it but learned to live with it. She needed to look different and that was what the black did.
"I guess it's time for a change." She replied.
They found the hair care isle in a Priceline pharmacy and looked for something different.
"Red?" Tori asked and held up a box with a picture of a girl on the front. Her hair was a vibrant red that would stand out no matter where you go. Except maybe a circus.
"I don't want to draw any attention to myself. That's a bit too red." Chloe plucked the box out of her friend's hands and put it back on the shelf.
"How about strawberry blonde?"
Chloe gave the witch a funny look. "I'm trying to look different. That's my natural colour."
Tori mumbled an apology and picked up another box. "How about this?" She handed the box to her friend.
On the front there was a picture of a woman with glossy, brown waves. It was perfect. The brown wasn't too dark and it claimed to add 'highlights and lowlights' to make it look natural.
"Good enough for me." Chloe said and went to the checkout to pay for it. The cashier looked Chloe up and down with a scowl as if she had been shoplifting. She ignored the dirty looks and paid for her item, putting it in her bag.
It was a deal that the teenagers would meet back at the food court before twelve o'clock so they headed back to where they last saw the boys. It wasn't hard to find them because they were in the exact same spot as before, with the same crowd of girls swarming around them.
If Chloe were a cartoon, steam would be billowing out of her ears. She watched the same tall girl from before lay a hand on Derek's arm and smile widely up at him. He flinched at her touch and moved his arm away, which made Chloe want to dance with joy. His eyes scanned the food court and widened when he saw Chloe.
'Help me.' He mouthed to her.
The tall, dark hair girl whipped her head around and laid eyes on Chloe. A scowl painted her face as she looked Chloe up and down.
Tori whispered something in her ear, encouraging her to go up to her boyfriend. Yeah, as if she could just push her way through the crowd of girls that have flocked around her boyfriend. They were all taller than her and would probably knock her on her butt.
Chloe didn't do anything; she just turned around to talk to Tori and sighed.
"Okay, I admit it. I'm jealous." She whispered so Derek wouldn't hear and slumped against her friend. "I trust him, but I'm jealous."
"Hey, I would be too. I mean, look at those girls! They couldn't show more skin if they tried!" Chloe groaned at Tori's observation. "Look, Derek is with you. It's not like some high school crush; you know that, you're practically mated for life so you have nothing to worry about."
"But they're perfect!" Chloe groaned again as they sat down at a table. "They have curves, good hair, they probably have great personalities and most of all, they're pretty. They have everything I don't!"
"Quit your whining and take a good look at yourself. I mean, the hair does nothing for you but I'm sure your new colour will get Fido drooling. You're growing and you're getting curves and boobs finally so don't even sweat it. Derek obviously likes your personality; he's with you, isn't he?" She counted with her fingers at each point.
"Maybe he'd like me more if-"
"I'm not having that, Chloe Saunders!" Tori growled. "Just go and talk to him." She encouraged.
"I'll let him have his fun." She grunted. It wasn't as if he was actively flirting back – he didn't even seem to be enjoying the company of the girls.
"He's obviously not having any fun, but suit yourself."
Of course Derek was looking bored, but it didn't stop Chloe from the feeling in her stomach that made her want to incinerate the girls with her eyes. She knew him well enough that he wouldn't flirt back or give any of the girls the wrong idea but she still felt jealous.
For the rest of the shopping trip, Chloe sat at a table and dwelled on her relationship. She loved Derek and he loved her, of course. She wasn't even having regrets about being with him, but she just wished that she could be better for her boyfriend somehow. In some way, she wanted to stand out. Not in the way how her hair was black and dull, but in a way that – as Tori would put it – would make Fido drool.
Tori snapped her out of her daze and waved a shopping bag in front of her face. "I got you some stuff." Since when did Tori leave?
"Thanks, Tori." Chloe looked into the large bag that was handed to her and froze. "I know I said I needed new underwear, but really Tori?"
"Do you want to get Derek's attention or what?" Tori said. "I got you some more clothes too." She handed over another bag.
New sweaters, check. New jeans, check. Not a bad selection either. She was half expecting something revealing from Tori but thankfully nothing of the sort was there.
Aunt Lauren and Kit came into view and Chloe saw Derek dash out from the crowd of girls, trying to drag Simon behind him. Simon was more reluctant to leave of course – he had missed female attention. Derek dashed to Chloe's side and she had to clamp her lips together to keep from saying anything about his 'shopping trip'.
The group left the mall, Simon saying goodbye to the girls and Derek ignoring them. Simon whinged about not being able to give the cute one his number because they were still technically on the run and couldn't afford to give out any traceable details.
The gang reached their safe house that they had taken residence in for the past five months. It was practically in the middle of nowhere and was quite large. They didn't share it with any other super naturals so they had all the space to themselves. After moving from hotel room to hotel room Kit finally decided that it was time to find something more permanent. It didn't mean that they were going to stay there for longer than two years – the Cabals were still going to be behind them – but he knew that they had time to sit back and relax a little.
The girls hauled their items to their bedrooms. Chloe left hers on her bed to go and talk to Tori in her room. She found the young witch hunched over multiple shopping bags and taking a new hair straightener out of its package.
"Did you really need that?" Chloe asked with a sigh. Tori hadn't changed all that much over the course of a year. She still loved shopping and fashion and scrutinizing outfits was still a hobby – a rather painful one.
"It was ten dollars." She shrugged. "Have you talked to Fido yet?"
"His name is Derek." Chloe felt her cheeks quickly heat up. "Nope."
"You should talk to him. I think he's having withdrawal symptoms." Tori said as she examined her new hair straightener, snapping it shut and then opening the plates again.
"Why?" Chloe huffed.
"He was practically sulking in the car! Didn't you notice? After he tried to talk to you, you completely blew him off and went straight for the back seat."
Chloe froze. She didn't even notice Derek trying to talk to her. Putting her head in her hands, she groaned. "I'm the worst girlfriend ever."
"No you're not. Just go and talk to him."
Chloe fell onto the bed face first. "Too gutless." She mumbled into the pillow.
Tori sighed. "I'm not having any of this. Go to your room." She shoved Chloe off the bed. "Let me unpack. Shoo!" She made a shooing motion with her hands to add effect.
Chloe, feeling more bummed out than ever, grumbled then slammed the door behind her and retreated into her own room. Thanks Tori she thought.
Tori, stunned by Chloe's reaction, crept out her room and past the grumpy necromancer's, straight to Derek's. Knocking lightly on the door, she waited for the sulking boy to come out to talk.
"What do you want?" He scowled. No, Derek and Tori didn't talk all that much.
"For you to talk to Chloe." Tori crossed her arms. "She's being a grump. I don't like it when she's like this."
"It's not like she wants to talk to me." He grumbled.
"She does. What happened in the parking lot earlier, she was… look, don't you dare tell her that I told you this but she was upset. I know being mated means you're bound together for life, blah blah blah, but that doesn't stop your girlfriend from being jealous."
"J-jealous?" Derek exclaimed. He definitely hadn't pinned Chloe for the jealous type. She knew that he loved her so why would she be jealous? Despite being with Chloe for almost a year, Derek still knew absolutely nothing about dating and girls.
"You didn't hear it from me." Tori warned. "Go and talk to her. I'm not used to seeing the girl slam things." She turned and walked down the hall to her own room.
Chloe slamming things? Derek snorted. Chloe was the most gentle-
His thoughts were cut off by a slam which happened to come from Chloe's room.
Here goes nothing.
Chloe felt furious. She tried to find comfort in her only girlfriend to get kicked out of the room. She had upset her boyfriend without even realising or trying and worst of all, she felt awful about herself. The girl slammed the door shut as she walked out of the bedroom of her best friend and found her own room.
She grabbed the bags that were thrown all over her bed and chucked them on the floor messily. All she wanted to do was sulk and feel sorry for herself, but she wasn't that kind of person. She wanted to get her anger out.
But most of all, she wanted to talk to Derek.
Derek; the name that still made her heart race a thousand miles per second. All she wanted to do was talk to him and tell him that she was sorry.
She hated upsetting Derek.
Chloe slumped down on her bed to wallow in self-pity when a soft knock at her door caught her attention. The door creaked open when she didn't answer and Derek stepped in, closing the door behind him.
Chloe didn't say anything as he made his way over to her bed and sat down; she just looked down at the pretty green bed cover that reminded her so much of Derek's eyes. Eventually she gave in to the reminder and looked up at him. He was waiting patiently for her to direct her attention to him and grabbed her hand as soon as she looked up.
"What's wrong?" He looked straight into her eyes as she asked. Derek knew it was the only way that he was going to get anything out of her.
"Who said anything was wrong?" Chloe averted her gaze to the side and Derek instantly picked up on it.
"Chloe…" Derek warned.
She sighed. "Do you think I'm good enough for you?" The girl rushed out. She instantly wanted to take it back.
Derek couldn't believe his ears; even with his super wolfie senses he still somehow thought that they were defying him. He started to sputter out a reply but he couldn't get his words together. "Chloe… what are you… how…-"
"Don't worry about it." Chloe grumbled, cutting him off.
"No, don't give me that." Derek put his hand under her chin. "You're absolutely perfect, Chloe Saunders." He kissed her left cheek. "I can't believe you would ask that." Then the right. "I love absolutely everything about you." He planted a kiss on her forehead. "Don't you ever doubt that." And with that, he bought his lips firmly to his girlfriend's in a short kiss. "Why do you ask?" He looked at her with concerned eyes.
She shrugged. "Just wondering." But when she met his eyes, she knew that there was no way to change the topic. With a sigh she ran a hand through her hair. "Those girls at the mall…" She paused, thinking her words though carefully. "They were just… so perfect looking."
Derek snorted a laugh and tried to hide it with a cough. "Chloe, those were possibly the most annoying girls that I've ever come across."
"Simon didn't seem to mind them."
"Simon's lonely. He'll bask in any female attention he can get lately." He waved a hand as if it wasn't important. "But me, I have you. I get all of the attention I want from you and you don't need to be jealous of those girls."
"Who said anything about me being jealous?" Chloe pointed and narrowed her eyes.
Derek visibly stiffened and paled. "Uh… just a guess…" He stumbled for words.
"What did Tori tell you?" She asked, her tone dangerous.
"Nothing." The werewolf's voice cracked.
"She told you!" Chloe shrieked and huffed as she crossed her arms.
Derek grabbed her hands and uncrossed them. "Don't worry about it." He rubbed circles on the back of her hands to calm his fuming girlfriend. "You don't have to be jealous. You're the only girl I'm ever going to want. The ones at the mall? Forget them?"
"But look at me!" She complained. "I'm never going to look like them! I still look like a child for God's sake!"
Derek's cheeks reddened when he thought of how much she had filled out in the year that they had been together. The girl could still make him blush just by him thinking about her.
"Derek Souza, are you blushing?" The little necromancer asked.
"No… no. I uh… I was just thinking about…" He sighed. "I don't think you look like a child." He mumbled.
Chloe shrugged, oblivious to her boyfriend's thoughts. "Maybe with a new hair colour I'll look my age."
"No I mean…" He paused and shook his head with red cheeks. "Forget it."
Chloe instantly caught on to what he was trying to say. "No, tell me." She said with a smirk that he couldn't see as he looked down at the floor.
"You just… look different now."
Derek groaned in frustration and threw his head back. "Don't make me say it." He ran his hands over his face, trying to calm his embarrassment. Despite being together for almost a year, he still felt awkward talking to Chloe about such topics. Sure, they had done stuff but they never really talked about it. "You've… you've had your growth spurt."
"I'm taller?" She asked with fake enthusiasm, trying to get her boyfriend to spit it out.
"You know what I'm talking about." He mumbled to his shoes.
"Yeah, I just wanted you to say it." She grabbed his hand and grinned when he looked up. He smirked – the same smirk that made her knees weak. Thankfully, she was safely seated on her bed and wasn't prone to her legs giving way. Chloe sighed. "I'm sorry." She looked down at their hands.
"For what?" Derek asked.
"Being jealous. Accidentally ignoring you." A sigh. "I just want to be a good girlfriend."
"You're an amazing girlfriend." He mumbled as he nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent. She sighed in content at his display of affection and put her hand at the base of his neck. As she twisted his hair with her fingers, he planted a soft kiss on her collarbone, making her shudder. The girl craned her neck and bought her lips down to his temple.
They sat for a while, basking in each other's affection until Derek pulled away. Chloe let out a whimper as the warmth from her boyfriend left her when he moved. Derek, hearing her cry of protest, picked her up and set her towards the pillows on her bed and curled up beside her.
"So were you really jealous?" He asked, widening his eyes.
Chloe playfully hit his arm and huddled closer to him. "Jealous is such a strong word…" She trailed off.
"So that's a yes?" He teased.
The girl buried her head in her boyfriend's chest. "Yes." She mumbled and felt Derek's chest vibrate with a chuckle. She knew that there was nothing for her to be jealous of – she was the only girl that Derek wanted and after thinking about and admitting it, she felt ridiculous. "I guess it kind of seems stupid now, huh?"
"Not at all." He kissed her hair. "I think it's cute."
Cute. She rolled her eyes at the name that had haunted her for years.
Derek broke the short-lived silence. "Chloe?" She looked up at her boyfriend and he quickly pecked her on the lips. "I love you." He grinned.
She smiled back at him. "I love you too." She said and bought her lips down to his in a heated kiss. Derek rested his hands on her hips as she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. The couple pulled away, both sucking in the breath that they both desperately needed. They stayed equally close though, with Chloe curled into Derek's side with his arms around her.
"You know we can't stay like this all day, right?" She said eventually.
"You're right." He sighed. "So, what'd you end up getting from the mall?" He asked as he picked up one of the bags from the floor.
"Just some clothes and hair dye."
Derek peeked in the bag and looked up disbelievingly. "Anything else?"
Chloe was confused at first, of course, until Derek pulled out one of the items in the bag. It revealed to be red and lacy.
"I'm going to kill Tori." Chloe muttered, knowing her boyfriend could hear her easily. He threw the flimsy piece of material back in the bag and smirked when he faced her.
"You know, as much as I hate being under the same roof as her, she's not all that bad. Maybe you should let her shop for you more often." He said with a wink that made Chloe's cheeks heat up.
"She did most of my shopping for me, actually." She grabbed the bag out of Derek's hands. "Not all of the stuff she got me was so… revealing. It's just underwear so it's not like anybody sees it." She shrugged as if it was no big deal, but the ghost of a blush lurked on her face.
"Except for me." He placed a hand on her hips and threw the bag of new underwear on the floor.
"Yes, except for you." She confirmed and pecked him on the lips.
"Remind me to thank Tori." He mumbled before bringing his lips back to hers.
"So here the instructions say that this has to go on dry hair. Now sit." Tori instructed.
"This better work, I'm sick of dying my hair so much." Chloe whined.
"A colour like this won't show off your roots too much, so you'll be saving a bit of money and you won't be dying it as often." Tori consoled. "It won't make you look so sickly pale either."
"Let's hope not." Chloe mumbled. "So what, you pour this stuff into this," She held up two bottles and made gestures to show what she was talking about, "and just shake it up?"
"Absolutely." Tori said. "I'll be back, and please try to not get the dye on the floor." She left Chloe in the bathroom to mix the two liquids together.
It's a simple task, Chloe. You can do this. She thought to herself as she unscrewed the cap of the small, metallic blue bottle and discarded it. Tipping it upside down, she poured the caramel coloured liquid into the clear bottle that was filled with some kind of chemical that burnt her nose. Once all of the liquid was drained, she placed the nozzle on the clear bottle and shook it up, being careful to block the tip at the end with her finger to prevent hair dye flying all over the bathroom walls.
Once she was convinced that she had shaken it enough, she looked at the liquid that had turned a dark brown.
Oh no. It's going to be way too dark! She thought and groaned at her stupid decision. It wasn't as if she could put it off for longer; her strawberry blonde roots had started to peek out and created a noticeable contrast against the rest of her hair that was an ugly, black-grey colour. Realizing this, she pointed the nozzle down and squeezed the bottle to cover her roots. Once she was one with them, she moved on to the rest of her hair and hoped that the caramel colour would overpower the dull, disgusting colour that she had sported for too long.
Once her hair was fully covered she discarded the bottle along with the protection gloves and the box. The dye as it sat in her hair looked still too dark, but she knew it couldn't be as bad as the black.
"How did it go?" Tori asked through the door.
"Not too bad." Chloe went to open the door to talk to Tori's face. "Maybe it will turn out darker than it looked on the box." She said with a frown.
"Don't worry about it. Hair dye looks darker when it's in the hair, but once you wash it out it will look completely different. The black hair dye looked blue when you put it in last, and your hair definitely didn't turn out blue." Tori ranted.
Chloe realised that she was right and relaxed a little. She took Tori's advice and let the hair dye stay in her hair for half an hour before washing it out.
Once she got a good look at herself in the mirror, she was ecstatic with the results and went to find Tori.
"Don't get too excited. Dry it first! It doesn't stay true to its colour when it's wet."
Chloe rolled her eyes and mumbled something unintelligible, cursing Tori for her lack of enthusiasm but followed her orders.
She watched as her hair dried under the blow drier and grinned at how it turned out. It was a mix of caramel and a medium brown, but it suited her perfectly. It was refreshing after seeing the black, dead mop of hair on her head for so long. Her hair finally looked shiny and healthy, a look that she missed.
"You look stunning." Tori said, eyes wide with shock once Chloe revealed her new colour. "Why didn't we settle on that colour sooner? I hope you kept the box to know what to look for next time."
"I'll dig it out of the trash later." She shrugged and fiddled with a strand. "I can't see myself going back to that God awful black again. Hopefully I can keep this colour."
"I can't see why not." Tori smiled at her friend. "Go and show Fido. Like I said, he'll be drooling." She pushed Chloe out of the bathroom and in the direction of Derek's room.
Chloe rolled her eyes at her friend as she made her way to her boyfriend's room. She knocked twice on the door, and when there was no reply, cracked it open. Derek was hunched over his desk with a book in his hands but put it down when Chloe's scent drifted towards his nose.
"Guess who?" She said, even though she knew he had already caught a whiff of her scent.
"Simon." He said sarcastically and spun around in his chair, but froze once he saw Chloe's new hair colour.
"Yes? No?" She ran her fingers through her hair, seeking Derek's approval.
"Hell yes." He shot up out of his seat and in no time was in front of her with his hands on her hips. "You look gorgeous."
"T-thank you." She blushed and snaked her arms around her boyfriend's neck.
He sat down on the bed and pulled her into him as he rested back against the headboard. With her almost sitting on him, she bought her lips down to meet his in a kiss. It soon became more heated and he fisted the hem of her shirt. He snaked his hands under it and rested them on her hips as he rubbed small circles with his thumb. Chloe's hands were rested at the nape of his neck, every now and then she would tug lightly at his hair and it would make him growl into the kiss.
It eventually turned lazy as they caught their breath with Chloe leaning into him, nuzzling into his neck where she usually took comfort.
"Now that you've modelled your new hair to me, how about the underwear?" He whispered into her ear.
"I'm going to kill Tori." She grumbled.
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