(AN:) Just a quick little idea I had in my head for a while and needed to let go of. I didn't check over this or anything, so if it's confusing I'm sorry about that!

Derriek sighed, driving through the early night alone on the dark street. He just finished a date and this one wasn't like he hoped it would be. After all those days of dreaming on how he was going to treat this new girl he really liked, someone else came and stole her away.

That was life for you.

Instead of going home Derriek decided that he was better off spending the rest of the night alone. It would give him time to clear his mind and try and start new. The only place he thought of that wouldn't make him break down was a cliff he discovered. It was way out of town, but he didn't care. As long as he didn't see anyone for a while Derriek would turn back to normal and move on with life. The cliff had a beautiful ocean view; who wouldn't feel better?

Because it was the part of the town that no one ever comes to since there isn't anything to look at Derriek didn't have to worry about where to part his car. He just parked it right next to the dirt hill. Instead of driving up Derriek decided that maybe he should take the time to walk. It was a beautiful night, so why not?

When turning off his engine, Derriek stood up and took a deep breath in, smelling the salt air faintly. Already a smile grew on his face. Derriek closed his door, locked the car and shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked up.

Since no one knew about this place, Derriek wasn't hoping to see a person for a good two or three hours unless he wanted to go mad. So, obviously, he didn't expect someone already sitting at the edge of the cliff where he was hoping to sit. That, and the person being someone he knew.

Samantha.

Derriek was amazed at how beautiful she looked. She wore a gray dress with purple flowers, black heels because they were resting behind her, and her brown hair was straighten – something rare for Samantha to do because it took too much time.

Derriek was going to leave her alone because she was already lost in her thoughts, but then his feelings changed. Instead of wanting to be alone, the only person he wanted to be with right now was her. The brown skinned man shrugged and slowly walked up behind her.

"Hey," Derriek greeted, having Samantha jump and turn around. "Mind if I join you?"

"Derriek?" Samantha gasped as he took the spot right next to her, dangling his feet over the edge. "What are you doing here? It's only..." she checked her cellphone that was resting in her hands. "7:34!"

"Yeah, I know," Derriek sighed, looking out into the beautiful ocean. "My date ended early as you can tell."

"I didn't go so good?" Samantha predicted, moving a piece of her hair behind her ear, so she could see him clearer. Derriek shook his head. "Tell me what happened?"

"Well, it started off good – Brenda and I were having a great time!" Derriek explained. "But then her ex-boyfriend that always comes back...uh...Scott-"

"You mean Steven?" Samantha asked, her eye brows raised. Since Brenda was a close friend of Samantha's, she knew that Steven was the only person who ever came back.

"Steven," Derriek repeated, "somehow found us and," he air quoted, "confessed his true love for her," he rested his hands back down on his lap, "then ended up proposing."

Samantha gasped. "WHAT?"

"Yeah, Man," Derriek shook his head, "And she said yes. Everyone in the room was cheering and what-not, so I disappeared."

"I'm sorry," Samantha placed a hand on Derriek's arm.

"I guess as long as she's happy," Derriek thought out loud and then chuckled, "Thank God Scott-"

"Steven." Samantha rolled her eyes. It wasn't a hard name to forget.

"Steven wasn't all up on me saying 'Yo don't come near my girl again' or some crap like that." Derriek shook his head and whispered, "I hope I never see her again."

Samantha and Derriek sat there in silence. Derriek took his free hand and held Samantha's.

"Wait," Derriek mumbled, turning his head to look at Samantha, "Why are you here so early too? What happened with you and my friend I hooked you up with?"

Samantha smirked. "There wasn't a date..."

"What'd ya mean?"

Samantha closed her eyes, turn her head to Derriek and then opened her eyes. "He never showed up," Samantha whispered, smiling.

"He stood you up?" Derriek screamed. "Man when I see his face I swear to God I'm going to-"

"It's okay!" Samantha yelled over his voice, squeezing his hand. "It's not like he's the first."

"You mean...?"

"Yeah," Samantha lightly laughed. "It's happened before." She turned to look out at the ocean and shrugged. "Six times in a row, so I'm used to it. He's the seventh!"

"Sam, why are you so happy about that?" Derriek questioned, using a hand to place underneath her chin, so he could turn her face.

Samantha kept her smile on and shrugged again. "Because I guess I know I'm not a person who anyone wants to date. I don't know why I didn't stop when I was stood up the second time, because that's when you know no one wants to date you."

Derriek couldn't believe what he was hearing. Why would she say something negative like that? After all the time she spends helping other people, she never puts herself first. Like with Derriek; Samantha tried so hard to get him and Brenda to go on their first date when Derriek told Sam he liked Brenda. Derriek disagreed to the idea, but when Brenda said yes Samantha was the first one to get excited about it.

When Samantha was trying to help Derriek buy a new outfit they had lunch together and met one of his friends working at the cash register. Sparks flew between Sam and his friend Mark, so he thought why not try and hook them up. They both agreed to the idea, but guess Mark must have chickened out or something stupid along those lines.

When saying Derriek was going to hurt him was an understatement. He was going to do worse. Much, much worse.

Samantha sighed. "I guess you had a crush on the wrong person," she said, not wanting to be quiet. "You'll find your perfect person, I know it."

"And what about you?" Derriek asked, his honey colored eyes looked into her brown ones that were filled with hurt, but Samantha wouldn't let her face show it. "I know you want to-"

"I don't want to do anything," Samantha stopped Derriek from saying anything else. "I want to be alone for the rest of my life." She swung her bare feet up and down. "I think I'm just going help other people because their happiness is more important."

"Then your own?" Derriek added in a question.

"Hey, I don't need to be happy," Samantha said that shocked Derriek. "Having millions of people happy is better then just one person."

"But you're a person too," Derriek mentioned, but Sam shook her head. There was something wrong with this girl! "Don't tell me you just plan on being single the rest of your life."

"Maybe they'll come out with another 40-year-old Virgin movie or whatever it was called, but this time staring me!" Samantha laughed and Derriek could hear the hurt in her voice.

"You need to stop doing this to yourself."

"Doing what? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Killing yourself; that's what!"

"Derriek, seriously, leave it alone."

"I'm not going to leave anything alone until you admit you're hurt."

"I'm not hurt. I'm perfectly fine."

"Stop living in that stupid lie."

"Why would I lie?"

"Just give it up!"

"Alright fine!" Samantha screamed, turning her head and having her eyes fill with water. "As long as it makes you happy! Yes, I'm hurt!" she slammed her hands down on her lap repeatedly. "I'm dead on the inside. I want to kill myself. I was about to jump off this cliff before you came!" She slowly started sobbing when hearing herself say that last sentence. "I was ready to leap off! But then you came and I wasn't going to leave you here all alone."

Samantha used one hand to cover her mouth to try and control the tears as her other hand was kept inside of Derriek's. He didn't want to say anything because it was time that Samantha had her chance to say what she was feeling inside of keeping it inside her body. It wasn't healthy and no one should be put in that kind of place where they think that there isn't someone out there that is willing to listen to their problems.

Derriek couldn't believe how broken Samantha was on the inside. It shocked her on how hard she kept herself happy all the time and he understood why she always smiled or laughed – to hide the real pain.

Derriek held Samantha tight, so she wouldn't try and jumping. He brought her onto a hug and Samantha tried to control herself. She tried leaving his grasp, but Derriek wouldn't let go. Soon she just ended up and held onto him.

Samantha knew dating was a waste of time, so why did she try yet again? It was a question not even she knew the answer to. One thing was for sure though; she probably won't try it again.

"Hey, you're right," Derriek whispered, using his hand to wipe the tears away. "We're just chasing the wrong people."

"I know that," Samantha said and sniffed. "We'll find someone for you. Even if we have to try a dating website."

"And that goes to you too," Derriek added. Samantha shook her head and was about to say something, but Derriek stopped her. "Say what you want, but I'm going to find someone for you too."

"You're stupid then," Samantha punched Derriek's arm. "I told you my happiness isn't important."

"It is to me," Derriek admitted, looking right at Samantha. She turned her head to look at him, and saw in his eyes that he was telling the dead on truth. "If you had killed yourself tonight I don't know what I'd do," Derriek took both of Samantha's hands. "Probably would have made a house and lived here forever or something," Derriek joked. At least Samantha smiled a little. "But you didn't and that's all I care about."

Samantha looked out to the ocean as Derriek continued his speech.

"And you will find that special someone too," Derriek added. "You just need to keep looking and keep holding on. You're doing great already."

"Yeah, if you call me crying my heart out two minutes ago 'holding on' then sure," Samantha sarcastically said and Derriek shook his head.

"You get what I mean."

Samantha took a deep breath in and then let it out, thinking for a moment. "Yeah," Samantha whispered, turning her head to look at Derriek's. "I do. And you're right."

"When am I never right?" Derriek asked, smiling and Samantha laughed.

"That's a good question," Samantha agreed.

The two then sat there in silence, enjoying the others company and staring into their eyes before Samantha leaned over and kissed Derriek on his left cheek.

"Thanks," she whispered, "For behind there when I needed someone."

"I'll always be here," Derriek whispered back, squeezing her hand. "And I'll try my best to help."

Samantha nodded her head. "Good."

The two sat in silence again before Derriek made the move this time. He couldn't help himself, but lean over and kiss Samantha. All the years flashed before his eyes from when they were working together to hanging in and out of school. Their friendship had grew strong enough where at the point they even became best friends.

And it didn't matter if she was white and he was black – that was the perfect kind of relationship.

Samantha and Derriek broke apart and Sam placed a hand on his cheek.

"What just happened?" Samantha asked.

"I don't know, but it felt good," Derriek said, grabbing her hand and pulling it off his cheek, so he could kiss her again.

It was so cliché,

but that's how love works.

The two broke apart again, standing up. "Sam, will you go out with me tonight?" Derriek asked.

Samantha picked up her phone off the ground and looked at the time. "Hm, well since it's 8 I guess we could go watch a movie."

"Trust me," Derriek reached down to grab onto her hand. "We'll do more then that. We both deserve it."

Samantha nodded her head in agreement. She strapped on her heels and the two left in Derriek's car. Their perfect night would come true...

but instead of two different people, they would complete it together.

Later on they would learn that Brenda, Mark and Steven knew Derriek and Samantha were right for each other.