8th World Wonder

17.

"Get over what?"

"That whole, I don't date, thing. It's crap and you know it."

"No it isn't." Meredith groaned.

"Why don't you date then?"

"Because I decided not to buy into that stuff."

"Why?"

"Because it's crap."

"You need to get over that, Meredith. Are you just going to be alone for the rest of your life while everybody around you...pairs off?"

"If that is what it comes to then yes." Meredith shrugged, before replying again. "Derek is great and kissing him is....it's good but the point is...I can't do anything more."

"He's a good guy."

"I know but...."

"Give him a chance. Go out with him. Once."

"Once?"

"Once or twice. Get to know him."

"That's a date."

"One date isn't going to kill you."

"Addison...."

"One date. Derek...he'll take good care of you. And if he doesn't, you can call me with some code word like in high school."

"Code word?" Meredith looked at her out of confusion.

"Yeah. You call me and say...the food is great...or something like that, and that means, this date sucks and I come get you."

"Oh...you're really expecting me to agree to this?" Meredith bit her lip, "Addison..."

"You have to grow up, Meredith." Addison groaned. "Be an adult. Go out to dinner with him. One, its a free meal and two, I can almost guarantee you'll have a good time."

"And what if he gets the wrong idea?"

"I'll talk to him."

"Addison, if I do this...go out on one date and one date only...I'm not doing it again."

"What if you realize that you like him?"

"Then I will never forgive you." She whispered.

"I think you already like him." Addison added.

"No I don't." Meredith insisted, her eyes turning red as she sat up quickly.

"If you didn't, you wouldn't keep kissing him."

"No I don't." Meredith shook her head. "Becky probably needs more training."

"Stop trying to change the subject." Addison almost yelled.

"Addison!"

"What? I'm your friend and I want you to be happy and don't tell me you are"

"Okay...one date...but after this...butt out." Meredith replied, crossing her arms.

"You're really doing it?" Addison grinned.

"Only if you'll shut up." Meredith groaned.

"I can't promise that, especially if things go well."

"One date."

"Fine." Addison said, trying to contain a smile.

"And I'm not wearing high heels." Meredith groaned, looking down at her feet.

"Can I help you pick out your outfit?"

"No."

"Why not?" She pouted.

"It's bad you already know guilting me into things works, so I'm not letting you pick out my clothes." Meredith groaned, taking her heels off. "And I hate you a little. My feet hurt."

"Sorry. It's part of being a professional woman." Addison laughed. "And I am helping you choose your outfit."

"No you bought me a gift card to a store with only high heels, you're fault."Meredith replied, rubbing her feet. "And I can pick out my own stuff."

"Please?" Addison begged, making a face. "I'll be good."

"No, I'm already doing this stupid date to make you happy." Meredith groaned.

"Fine." She laughed. "Go back to work. I'll call Derek."

"Wait wait wait....."

"What?"

"Let me handle the Derek thing, I don't need you to set up dates." Meredith replied.

"You so like him." Addison grinned.

"Addison stop." Meredith groaned, grabbing her stuff. "I'm going to go help Becky."

"Fine. Call Derek on your lunch break!" Addison called as Meredith left the office.

"I'll handle it!" She couldn't believe this. Her damn friend had a way of cracking her that she should of expected because Addison knew Meredith hated feeling guilty. Any of her close friends new they could get stuff from her if they made her feel bad enough. But she was going to get to know Derek, just a little through one date. One. Not two, not three, just one because she couldn't do more than that. Derek liked her, he barely knew her and somehow was eager to learn about her, talk to her and make her feel wanted which she should love except she was having throuble dealing with it. So she would go find him, not call him, but go see him and tell him she was interested in that date. Just once.