This is P!nk's song- 'Please don't leave me'. Yeah, I thought it fit Duncan and Courtney's relationship, so you know… another one-shot was born! Read it, love it, do all that good crap!
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Please Don't Leave Me
Da
da da da, da da da da
Da da da, da da
Da da da, da da
"You stupid pig!"
"Princess!"
Everything was so messed up. Courtney was getting mad, I was being playful, it all equaled disaster. I hadn't meant to get her all worked up, but it hadn't been all my fault. She just got upset way too easily.
When I came into our room, a pillow was thrown at me. "God, I hate you!"
I rolled my eyes. It wasn't the first time I had heard this. "Maybe I hate you too, ever thought about that? Maybe I'm tired of you insulting me every freaking day!"
I
don't know if I can yell any louder
how many times have I've
kicked you outta here?
Or said something insulting?
Da da da,
da da
Courtney lifted the pillow off her face. "You brother me each day of the week- insults are my defenses."
I sighed. "Well, I can't talk to you until your defenses back down a little."
I left the room, leaving her to think about it.
I
can be so mean when I wanna be
I am capable of really anything
I
can cut you into pieces
But my heart is broken
Da da da, da da
Wait, I thought. He left the room.
I lifted the pillow off my head, gazing around the room. Was he really mad? I didn't mean it. I didn't hate him, not really.
"Duncan?" I whispered, and I felt guilt come around me instantly. I was so mean to him sometimes. I don't know why either, I just was. I hugged my arms around my legs, sitting there, too quiet to be comfortable, and too mad at myself to be anything else.
Please
don't leave me
Please don't leave me
I always say how I don't
need you
But it's always gonna come right back to this
Please,
don't leave me
I don't mean it.
I just get frustrated with him. Not really with him, more with myself.
I mean, why can't I just take his stupid jokes? It's something I'll never know.
I always say that I don't need him, that I'm independent and that he doesn't matter to me. The truth about it is that's it's a huge lie that has gone on forever, and I think he's finally gotten tired of it.
How
did I become so obnoxious?
What is it with you that makes me act
like this?
I've never been this nasty
Da da da, da da
Sometimes, I sit and wonder what makes Courtney act the way she does. Was it like that before I came around? Did she hate so much, or was it just me?
I have a feeling it's me. Since no one ever teased her, due to the fact she could possibly rip them to shreds, she has been adjusting to the change. Maybe, or possibly I am just stupid and frustrating. People had always found me a bit over the top at times, but Courtney had always over-reacted about it.
…Or had she?
Can't
you tell that this is all just a contest?
The one that wins will
be the one that hits the hardest
But baby I don't mean it
I
mean it, I promise
Da da da, da da
It's not that I liked being mad at Duncan. It just seemed like instinct to do so.
Maybe he got mad at me. Maybe sometimes he was frustrated with me and how I could be so rude and mean to him. Was he?
His words before floated around in my head. "Maybe I hate you too, ever thought about that? Maybe I'm tired of you insulting me every freaking day!"
I sighed, feeling so incredibly stupid. Of course he was mad. Nobody who is happy yells like that. I should know- I yell like that all the time.
Please
don't leave me
Oh please don't leave me
I always say how I
don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back to
this
Please, don't leave me
What I had said to Courtney before leaving the room made me queasy. Maybe I hate you too, ever thought about that? That wasn't good- what if she took it to heart? I didn't hate her!
I loved her.
I loved the way she got mad, and the way she always scrunched up her nose and how her freckles lit up her face when it went a bright red. I loved how she tried to act so perfect by shouting out everything bad about someone else, and she always tried to hide the fact she liked me. I love the way she blushed bright red, and how her chocolate skin got goose bumps whenever she was nervous.
I didn't hate her. She might not have known that though.
I
forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me
I cannot
be without, you're my perfect little punching bag
And I need you,
I'm sorry
Da da da, da da
I guess sometimes I just forgot to tell Duncan how much I loved him. That between the loud shouts and angry names, I loved him, too much for words to explain. I guess sometimes I just need him to remember that.
That through all those hard times when we get mad, for him to know I still love him. That I still love him, and always will.
I forgot to tell him a lot.
Da
da da da, da da da da
Da da da, da da
Please, please don't
leave me
(Da da da, da da)
I guess that sometimes I just forgot to tell Courtney there was a reason that I teased her. It's just the fact that I love her, and that she still is that carefree girl I stole peanut butter and jelly with on Total Drama Island, somewhere under those lairs. I love my girl who refused to let me have the last word, the one who saw my nicer side and said 'Your secret's safe with me'.
I don't mean to. I just expect her to know. If I didn't love her, would I always want to be by her? Always want to get closer to her, to talk to her about stupid and random things, just to hear her voice?
I expect a lot out of her, being so smart and all.
Baby
please don't leave me
(Da da da, da da)
No, don't leave
me
Please don't leave me no no no
I saw her sitting in the room, holding something in her hands. "What do you got there?" I asked, as she turned her head fast to look at me.
"This guy I loved gave it to me." She pulled out a tiny wooden skull.
I smiled, and a tear came to her eye. "I don't hate you Duncan." She gulped, holding back a cry. "And I don't want you to hate me."
I sighed. I knew I shouldn't have said that. Now I had my Princess crying. I hugged her tightly. "I don't hate you. I love you."
Through a chocked sob, she responded. "I love you too."
You
say I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back
It's
gonna come right back to this
Please, don't leave me
I couldn't help but take his face in my hands and kiss him. His eye lids did exactly what they had on the island- flew open, but then calmly closed.
I didn't forget this time.
I don't think he forgot either.
Please
don't leave me, oh no no no.
I always say how I don't need you
But
it's always gonna come right back to this
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Aww… so corny! Don't you love it! …Or not?
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