A/N: My first song fic. Hope ya like! Courtney's pov bout 5 years after TDI or so.
Disclaimer: I don't own TDI, nor do I own the fantabulous song I'm Not Over by Carolina Liar. I also don't own Taylor Lautner's and Randy Orton's last names.
Here I was, lying on my bed listening to the radio. Another Friday night, and I had no dates, parties, or any social event for that matter. Bridgette had invited me to go to the club with her and Geoff, but I always feel like I'm a third wheel. Bridgette's tried to convince me that it would be fun, and that I needed to stop moping around. Duncan wasn't coming back. He had disappeared five months ago, and hasn't been seen since. Coming back to reality, I heard the song on the radio. Irony.
What a waste of time
the thought
crossed my mind
that I never missed a beat
can't explain the
who or what I was
trying to believe
what would you do
what would you do
do you know
I
once had a grip on everything
it feels better to let go
Why would Duncan leave like that? We were supposed to have gotten married three weeks ago. I was supposed to be Mrs. Duncan Lautner. He had told me he loved me. Was I just some toy to him? Something to play with til' a better one came along?
I'm not over
I'm not over you
just yet
can not hide it
your not that easy to forget
I'm
not over
I needed to stop thinking about him. He wasn't here and I was. I keep telling myself to move on, I just don't think I can. What!?! Me, Courtney Orton, thinking I couldn't get over some boy? There were thousands more out there. I need a better attitude about this. So he was gone, that freed me up for better things in life.
Never took the chance
could
have jumped the fence
but was scared of my own 2 feet
could
have crossed the line
it was black and white
no contrast to
be seen
what would you do
what would you do
do you know
was
it all a joke
never had control
im not better on my own
Still, maybe he was coming back. He probably had something to take care of. Or maybe he got lost. We had just moved to this neighborhood two weeks before he left. Who was I kidding? Duncan was a guy not a dog. Get over it Courtney.
I'm not over
I'm not over you
just yet
can not hide it
your not that easy to forget
I'm
not over
What a waste of time
the thought crossed my mind
cant explian this thing or what I mean
I'm trying to let go
That was it. I'm going to call Bridgette and tell her I'm coming to the club. Hes not going to stop me, no one is. I'm independent, I, Courtney Orton, need no guy. Not like those girls who follow there guys around, drooling. I picked up the phone and called Bridgette. "Courtney!" I heard her shiek over the loud music in the background. "Bridgette, I'm coming." Then I hung up.
I'm not over
I'm not over you
just yet
can not hide it
your not that easy to forget
I'm
not over
I'm not over
I'm not over you just
yet
can not hide it
your not that easy to forget
I'm not
over
After I got back from the club I climbed into my bed and just layed there, thinking. The club had been fun. I had forgotten about him completely. Well until now. Closing my eyes, I tried to forget him. Then I heard the door close. Opening my eyes and sitting up, I couldn't believe what I saw. "Princess, what took you so long? Don't tell me you moved on already? My dad died had to go take care of his funeral. Sorry had no time for goodbyes." I just sat there staring at him, with my mouth open. After a few minutes I got up, ran over to him, and hugged him. Screw moving on.
I'm not over
A/N: Sorry, not my best. I think, personally I don't think any of my writing is good, but whatevs. Tell me if it made no sense. Please review. L8er G8er!