The Mistakes We've Made
AU. I remembered the first night we spent together. I was crying, and even though I was telling you to go, you held me close. That was the moment I fell in love with you. That was my first mistake. Duncan/Gwen.
Chapter Two: No Longer Right
"Duncan?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. I tried to look eager to see him, to please him, but I think my sigh gave it away.
"Can I come in?" he asked, looking at me expectantly.
No. "... sure."
I stepped aside and he walked in. I closed the door behind him and watched as he walked up the stairs and up to my room without me ever motioning for him to. He must still be in the notion of it from all the nights we spent watching movies. Even so, he had never slept over. My parents thought that was 'crossing the line'.
I followed him up the stairs, quickly turning off the T.V. before I did. When I got up to my room, I leaned against the door-frame and stared at him. He was sitting in my beanbag chair in the corner of my room, a strange look on his face.
"What is it?" I asked, crossing my arms.
He looked at me and said, "Did I say something was wrong?"
I rolled my eyes and walked over to the bed, and sat down, still looking at him. "No, but since you're barely over anymore, and suddenly you show up here, I would suppose so."
He didn't reply, and I didn't care. Staring up at the ceiling, I quietly wondered what he was doing there. He should have been somewhere else - anywhere else! Not there, though. Not with me. Not anymore, at least.
Finally, he spoke. "I think I love her."
I had to refrain from scowling. In a hard voice, I muttered, "Good for you."
"I'm not joking, Gwen," he said, looking at me serious. I never said he was. "I think I really am in love with her."
"Okay?" I sighed, staring at him. What did he want me to do?
"I wanted your... er, say on it," he said slowly.
I blinked. Who is this? The Duncan I knew didn't give a damn about how others saw him. This Duncan was asking for my blessing! What the hell? This is not Duncan; this is his disgusting, scared twin brother.
"Yeah, well, whatever," I muttered, shaking my head.
"You're okay with it?" he asked, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Gross.
"Yeah," I said, rolling my eyes. "Just... get out. I'll see you tomorrow."
He nodded, smiling at me. "Thanks, Gwen. I really appreciate it, you know?"
I don't answer as I close the door on him.
Jogging back upstairs to my room, I watch TV for a while. I can't focus entirely though. How dare he just barge in and proclaim his feelings for another girl? I just... it was weird. He never acted that way before, and then suddenly he's trying to be some Prince Charming he isn't.
He was stupid. I was stupider.
A/N: ... tankoo for the support. Hope you enjoyed. On a side note, I finally finished the plotline... well, almost. My hands got tired though. Anyway, this story will be about twenty-five-ish chapters long, give or take.
... sorry it's so short. Honestly, I am. Hopefully, the next chapter is longer. -.-"
