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"Oh my God," I gasped, my breath getting all caught up in my throat and I coughed so loudly Duncan was patting my back. "What's he doing here?" He asked, when it was obvious I didn't know.
Trent was in front of my door, knocking to an empty house. "Should I…?" I wonder quietly, mostly to myself. "Hell no! Let's drive around until he leaves." He starts to pull out of park, but I stop him.
"I'm going to go see what he wants." I unclip my seat belt and start to open the door.
"Dead man walking!" Duncan chuckles as I shut the door.
I flick him off as he speeds away, and turn to Trent but realize he was already staring at me.
"Oh Gwen, hey." He grinned at me, and I returned it with a weak smile.
"Hey, Trent." I call shakily, and start walking toward him. Once we are in hugging distance, Trent grabs me and embraces me in most awkward and tight hug I have ever experienced. "I miss yah, Gwen. I want you back." I stare at his dark eyes, wondering how to get out of this one.
"I don't think so Trent…" I begin to say, and watch as his shoulder droop massively. "I just don't want a relationship right now." I lie; I have woken up in cold sweat the past three nights after having amazing dreams consisting of cuddling and sex, but I never see his face…
"Yeah, I get it." Trent cracks his neck, and we stand in silence for what I would say was decades.
"Can I come in, though?" Trent motions at the door, and while my brain is racking up reasons why he can't come inside, I hear myself answer with a quiet 'yes'. I take my key and unlock the door, and we shuffle inside. The house has heated to warm 83, so I click the down button on the A.C button quickly. I see Trent has made himself comfortable on the couch, so I join him.
"Would you have sex with me?" Trent muttered.
"I thought you didn't want to have sex?" I raise my eyebrows at him, a smirk forming on my lips.
"You know I do, Gwen. I just want to save myself. But you look damn good right now and I'm not going to lie, my hormones are winning the battle." I let out a quick and loud laugh before composing myself.
"Sorry Trent, but I want to save myself too." I lie again, once more recalling the wild dreams.
"How much do you hate me, Gwen? Just tell me." I roll my eyes at his frowning face.
"You think I hate you because I won't sleep with you?" I scoff, and he shrugs.
"I bet if Duncan asked you would." I am standing now, pointing to the door.
"Get the fuck out of my house, Trent." He starts to get up, and I find myself hitting and pushing him closer to the door.
"Ow, Gwen! Stop!" He takes my hands in his, and looks into my eyes. "You know what?" I murmur. "What?" He whispers. "I do wish you were Duncan." And with that, I throw him out on my house and lock the door behind him. I hear him curse and kick the door, but I simply clap my hands together and search my kitchen for any kind of chocolate.
Later Duncan calls, but I ignore it. I'm not in the mood for any boys, even him. I groan at the clock, seeing it's almost midnight and I was going to want to kill myself when I have to wake up for school in five hours. I am laying in bed, perfectly warm and half asleep when I hear something hit my window. I hear it again and again, until it gets so irritating I push back the red curtains and look. In my backyard, his red converse and white teeth shining in the moonlight, is Duncan.
I pull up my window and hear him shout, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" Instead of waiting for me to respond, he begins scaling the tree that just happened to grow right in front of my window. "Hey, cutie. Mind if I sleep here?" His green hair slides on the window, but other than that he has made a completely perfect landing into my room.
"Only if you take off your shoes, and you're out by the time I wake up for school."
Duncan nods, and we both know I was going to say yes either way. His skin is freezing, and I shiver when his arm touches mine when we are both settled in my bed.
"Cold?" Duncan grins, and I roll my eyes and try to turn over, but he grabs me and pulls me into his personal bubble. "I need a cuddle buddy, okay? Just play along." Duncan mutters in my ear, and I pull back just enough to look at his face. His blue eyes are darkened, and his green hair flops to the side.
"What happened?" I say, laying my head on his chest. "Need a hug, is all. A long hug." I can hear the smile in Duncan's voice, but decide it's better not to even think about it.
"Trent came over asking for sex." I mutter, and immediately the Duncan I know has returned.
He's laughing hysterically, coughing in between to ask for details. "He asked if I would have sex with him, and I kicked him out." I try to sit up, but Duncan pulls me back down. "Oh man, that's classic." His chest still rumbles under my head with laughter. "Trent's a fucking moron."
I hear him sigh, and his laughter eventually turns to heavy breathing and I am wondering if he's sleeping. I whisper his name quietly, and he doesn't respond.
I play my breathing so it's like Duncan's, and listen to it while I quietly fall asleep, all the while in his arms.
