A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. It was a little bit more fluffy and a little less serious. Shout out to MEGA DUNCNEY FAN for reviewing both chapters. You're legitimately awesome. And MeAndYouForeverBaby reviewed this i fangirled like no other because I happen to love her stories :D Anyway, Enjoy c:
Disclaimer: I do not own TDI or its characters. If I did, Duncan and Courtney would absolutely get back together. Its a shame, really.
Duncan Pov
"Hey princess," I started. Soon enough, she'd agree. I just have to wear down her shell. Well, I did it once, I can do it again. Hopefully.
"What do you want, Duncan? I am trying to work." Courtney looked annoyed. It looked really good on her, unlike most girls.
"I was just wondering.." I smirked. "How was the kiss?"
She had this panicked look on her face. "I-I um.. Shut up, Ogre!" her face flushed a rosy red on her caramel skin. This was going to be too fun.
Courtney Pov
"Don't you have anything better to do then stay her and bother me all day?" I pressed. Like really. There must be somewhere he can be annoying somewhere else? It was three in the afternoon. Ugh, and my shift doesn't end until six.
"I would.. But, messing with you is so much more fun, darling." Duncan flashed that stupid smirk across his face once again.
To be completely honest, I didn't mind him entertaining me during work. It gave me something to do. I minded him building up my feelings for him and then it not meaning anything to him. I didn't want to be just another girl. I wanted to mean something to him. More than anything. I hated that he brought out this side of me. The side that wanted someone to hold on to for a long while. That needed someone. He broke all of my walls down, and then left. I did not want to endure the pain again. And I can't believe I'm saying this, but I did kinda miss him flirting with me. Will I tell him that? Hell no.
"I see. Well. Please explain this to me," I started with a sigh. "Why do you spend all this time upsetting me, when you have a girlfriend? What disgusting pleasure does it give you to watch me lash out on you?" I raise an eyebrow at the delinquent.
He grinned like a little kid on Christmas. Fucking weirdo. "You see Princess; Along with the fact that if I egg you on enough, you are a ticking time bomb, you happen to look extremely hot when you're pissed."
I flushed a deep red for the second time today. "You have a girlfriend.." I trailed of through clenched teeth.
"Not anymore," he stated nonchalantly. I stared at him with disbelief. "What?" He acts like it's nothing.
"I can't believe you," I practically yell. "You're trying to get me back." I breathe, trying to calm down.
"Yeah, I am. I am trying to make my stupid mistake better, and you're not making it any easier," he looked down at his signature red converse high tops.
"If we are going to make this work, I need you to promise me something," I can't believe I am doing this. That delinquent is no good for me. But… I think I am going to screw that and go for it anyway. I will probably end up hating myself, but oh well. "Promise me that this actually means something to you. I don't want to be just another girl. I want it to matter." I looked down to the glass counter.
Duncan laid his hand on mine. "Look at me." He ordered. "I promise you I will not break your heart again. If you just please don't try to change me. This is who I am. I don't intend on changing. Not even for you."
I gaze into his piercing teal eyes. "I promise." I whispered.
"So can we start over?" Duncan breathed. He smiled at me. Not a smirk this time, but a real smile.
"Yeah," I said softly. "I think I'd like that." I smiled back at him. His beautiful teal eyes gleamed. This is what I missed.
I stood on my tip toes and pressed my lips softly onto his. It felt similar to what I had felt that first time on the island. Slow, soft perfection. Our first had been short. I had meant it to be. I was so unsure. It was for the same reason that it took so long for me to decide I liked him. I was scared. Not only of getting hurt, but opening up to another person. I had never done that before Duncan. I built these walls so damn high and he had been the first to want to see what was behind them.
I had seen parts of him, too. The ones that no one else had. Underneath the "bad-ass" exterior, he was kind of a sweetheart. He didn't want anyone to know that of course. I felt bad for trying to change things about him. I pulled away from our embrace and looked up at his pierced face. He always had this attractive quality to him since the first day we met.
To tell you the truth I loved the love/hate thing we had. He made life much more interesting. You never get tired of it.
Yeah, since I had met Duncan, things have definitely changed. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Thats the end :) I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I loved writing it.
