Terror
I've always been terrified of her. Let's face it, she's scary. With her bossy attitude, her cutthroat competitive side, and her explosive temper she could bring the strongest man to his knees. The fact that she's completely gorgeous adds on to that.
Unfortunately, I'm in love with her. I don't know why, but I am. It's the reason I hate Duncan so much. It's also the reason why I got her voted off in Total Drama Action. I couldn't bear to see that nube Duncan be with her. This only made my situation with her worse. She hates me. But no matter how hard I try, I can't hate her back.
What I'm trying to do now is stupid. Going into the dragon's layer when it's in fire mode? What kind of a warlock would do that? But I can't help it. When I saw her crying because Duncan Mc Jerk Face broke her heart and was an ass to her to top it off, I felt my heart break a little. I need to do something.
Outside her door I fiddled with my hair and the flowers in my hand. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.
"What do you want!" A muffled female voice screamed through door.
"Courtney?" I gulped, "It's Harold."
I heard her messing with the lock and soon the door opened a crack. "What?"
"To talk?" I said though it came out sounding more like a question than a statement.
The door swung open revealing the object of my affections. She looked like a ghost of her former self. Her clear onyx eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, and her straight chocolate hair frizzing and wild.
"Come in." Her voice was raspy.
She stepped aside to let me in. I surveyed the room and found it to resemble Courtney's current state. Messy and sad. I noticed a smashed picture frame in the corner that held a photo of her and Duncan. Oh god, Courtney.
I thrust the flowers towards her awkwardly. "Here."
She raised her eyebrows in confusion and looked at me quizzically. "That's – sweet? Why?
"Because-" I took a deep breath and braced for impact, "Because Duncan is an idiot. An 'I walk in on orks when they're plotting' idiot. Because you're amazing Courtney, and you deserve better than him. You're smart, independent, talented, and completely beautiful inside and out. Because I like you Courtney, I like you a lot."
I waited for her to hit me, to yell. But she didn't. Rather, I found her leaning towards me.
I'm afraid.
I'm really scared.
I'm terrified.
I'm kissing her.
For a moment, everything was perfect. Unfortunately, she pulled away eventually.
"Was that all you wanted to talk to me about?" She sounded calm now, even happy.
"You scare me."
"I love you too."
AN:
Me: I lurv this couple. Crack fanon week bitches. Enjoy it. ENJOY!
