DISCLAIMER: Do we really need to go through this…? FINE! BE LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!! :o I don't own any of the TDI characters…nor will I ever…*sigh*
A/N: I really don't know.... it popped into Mr. Brain…well, more like Mr. Voice made it pop into Mr. Brain…and it's 2am right now…yeah…I'm just gonna shut up now owo
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***Gwen's POV***
I sighed, looking at the ground under my feet. Why did I ever let him go? I asked myself, honestly wondering why I let go of the best thing of my life. Sighing, I looked down at the wedding invitation again.
Gwendolyn,
You are invited to indulge yourself in the pleasure of seeing Courtney Sandoval and Duncan Garcia being wed to each other on the evening of December 8, at the time of 6pm. Further instructions of how to get there from your location and where it is being held, will be answered if you please call this number:
(505) 342-3859
Formal wear is advised.
We hope to see you there,
Courtney and Duncan
Every single word just looked at me, mocking me. Just begging for me to do something about it. I crumbled the letter up, and threw as far away from me as possible. I knew it had been 5 years since that stupid show, and Duncan and I (HA!) still kept in contact. We lived pretty close to each other and stayed friends, keeping in close contact, until I moved away when I was 18. I had feelings for him, but was scared to admit it. So I just packed everything up, tied all possible loose ends, and left the stupid, pathetic, small town I was in. I never really forgot about him, and we still talked to each other, but not as much. We were always close, always best friends. I never, ever, expected him to marry her though. His little princess, I thought the words in spite. I hated to admit this, but he was the guy I compared other guys to. Sometimes I wish I never met him, so I could be spared of this pain I was feeling. I just knew I had to go to the damn wedding, but I wasn't sure if I could. I sighed and sucked it up. He'll never love me, those words stung, and I accepted them a long time ago. Just right now, though, I let a few tears shed.
I guess I need to find a suitable dress if I was going to a wedding then.
***Duncan's POV***
I sighed as the house phone rang. It was probably yet another one of Courtney's family members saying that they would just be 'delighted' to attend the wedding. I only proposed to her, cause I knew the one I truly loved was probably never going to love me back. I groaned, realizing I had to pick up the house phone, since princess was out with the wedding planner.
"Hello?" I said, trying my best to be polite over the phone, knowing what Courtney would do if I wasn't.
"Hello?" The voice asked on the other line. My heart skipped a beat. I would know that voice anytime, and anywhere. The voice that took away all of my fears, no, it wasn't the voice in my head. This one was so much better.
"Gwen?" I asked gently, praying to God that she wouldn't hang up when she figured out who this was…besides, she left me alone when I was 18, she could do it again.
"D-Duncan?" She asked, I could hear her voice shaking slightly on the other line. She was obviously not expecting me.
"No, it's Domino's, can I take your order?" I said sarcastically.
"Sure, I'd like a small pepperoni, with some breadsticks," she said, slightly giggling. God, I couldn't tell you how much I missed that laugh.
"No, we're out of that. Are you sure you wouldn't like sausage?" I said, once again remembering how to think dirty. Damn, Courtney really held me back, nowadays.
She laughed all the more harder.
"So, Gwennie, what brings you to call me on this lovely day?" I asked. The day was only lovely now since she called me. I missed her so much. I wondered if she even remembered me.
"Ummm, I was actually calling about the wedding," She said, and my mood completely dropped. Oh, yeah. The wedding.
"What about it?" I asked cautiously, hoping she'd say that she loved me, so I wouldn't have to marry my little princess.
"I'm coming, and I'm curious…what color dress should I wear…?" She stated awkwardly. My heart sank, but I wasn't expecting anything much more than that.
"Awww, Sweetheart," I said, adopting a nickname I made for her a while back. "Just be yourself, wear what you want, and I'll tell the Princess you're coming, okay?" I finished.
"Are you sure…? Cause you know how your 'Princess' can get if something doesn't go the right way…?" She trailed off, suddenly chuckling at a memory.
"Yeah, positive, and what are you laughing about?" I wondered if I could still remember it, after so long of not having her, of having my Gwen.
"Remember when she took you to that dance and tried to get you to dress 'The Perfect Way' in her eyes?" Gwen asked.
I grinned evilly, and laughed. "Oh, hell yeah, that was one of the most miserable nights of my life," I said, remembering that tight suit Courtney stuffed me into, trying to get me to look normal, took out all my piercings, well, you get the point. I sighed in contentment. It felt so good to talk to Gwen again; I missed her so much sometimes it hurt. I wish I could've stopped her from going, maybe then, I could've made her mine…
"I had to put you back to normal again. That took me forever," she said, laughing.
I forced myself to laugh with her. "So, what's up with you? Anything new happening?" I asked as casually as I could.
"Well I actually just got out of college and I'm considering becoming an artist," she said.
An artist, I mused to myself…I knew she would always be one. It just seemed like her.
"What's up with you, besides Courtney?" It was my turn to be questioned.
"Well, I'm kinda getting out of my life of crime now," I was interrupted by Gwen's fake gasp.
"There is no way in hell my juvie friend can just stop crime like that," she said, in sarcastic shock and awe. How much I missed sarcasm, especially from her. I missed everything about her. Just wishing she would somehow, magically end up in my arms would make me one of the happiest people alive.
"Believe it, babe," I said.
"I'm in shock right now," she said softly, while I slightly chuckled.
We continued catching up until, while I was laughing, I heard a car park in the driveway. Courtney, my princess, was back.
"Hey, Gwen, Princess is here," I said hastily.
"Mkay, I get it. I'll see you at the wedding, okay?" She said, realizing what I meant.
"Hell yeah, it was good catching up, too," I said, honestly happy I got to talk to her again.
"Same here, bye!" She said, hoping not to get me in trouble with Courtney.
"Bye," I said and, with that, I hung up.
I spent the rest of the night in torture over my Princess obsessing over wedding plans, just thinking about how badly I wanted to see Gwen, my Sweetheart, again.
***Gwen's POV***
Sighing as the line went dead, I whispered "I love you," and closed my phone. It just felt so…good talking to Duncan again.
Finally at peace for once, forgetting he was about to be married, I managed to fall asleep before my head hit the pillow, just hoping to see him again.
A/N: Not exactly the best thing i've written...and chu already probably knew this...DON'T CALL THE DAMN NUMBER! I TYPED IN RANDOM NUMBERS AND I WOULD NOT LIKE TO BE YELLED AT! thank chu for understanding =3...but it would be nice to satisfy the buttons needs...
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