Saturday night fever part 2.

Looky here, what have we found? Part 2!

Gwen's P.O.V

He had to be joking, please God let him be joking. I lifted my face to look at his, I studied him, and to my horror I realised he wasn't kidding.

I leapt out of his grasp and fled towards the bathroom, I could here Duncan's footsteps behind me. I realised that it was stupid of me to go into the bathrooms, Duncan had no problem with walking in and getting me, he's a rule breaker after all.

I reached the bathroom and walked over to the sinks. I always disliked the female bathrooms, too white and pink, too stereotypical. I looked in the mirror, I was panting from the run, my hair slightly askew.

How did I get into this position? I was right, my life is like a horror movie. I wanted a simple life, find a guy, do fun things (I won't go into what those things are), watch horror movies, collect DNA from dead people, hell maybe raise a couple of twisted kids, but never until a few weeks ago had I thought of Duncan as more than my best friend. God I wanted him to be more. Oh the horror!

I heard something from outside the door, I figured it was Duncan so I dashed into one of the cubicles, shutting and locking the door behind me.

"I know you're in here sweetheart." Duncan's voice echoed through the room.

I stayed silent.

"You know I can pick any of these locks and only one door is locked." His voice was closer.

Still I stayed silent.

I heard the lock rattling, I was trapped. The door swung open and there stood Duncan, arms folded and a triumphant smirk on his face. I tried to make a run for it, but Duncan grabbed me and held me close.

"Now are you going to tell me, what just happened? Because I'm not too sure myself." Duncan whispered.

"I just went to the bathroom and you chased me." I half lied.

"I know you better than that." He said.

I started to wiggle out of his grasp and I was almost free, when he spun me around and pinned me against the wall of the cubicle.

"You think you can escape me?" Duncan laughed. Horror movie, horror movie.

"It was worth a shot." I tried to shrug, but my arms were pinned down.

"And the bathroom too. Tut-tut-tut, such an obvious place to hide, I thought you knew better." Duncan shook his head.

"Why are you doing this?"

"To get answers."

"Right, and Duncan always uses force."

"It would have been simpler if you hadn't run away."

"Fine, not the best decision I've ever made. So sue me."

"My girlfriends a lawyer." Those words stung, girlfriend, what the hell was I doing?

"Let go Duncan." I warned.

"No."

"I'll hurt you."

"I taught you everything you know."

"Let go."

"No."

"Now!"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I have to do this first."

"Do what?"

"This."

Before I knew it his lips have covered mine. All I can say is I've never been kissed with such passion or force before.

His grip softening a bit on my arms. I had half a mind to escape, but I couldn't, it was too, too, good? I was right, this is a horror movie, but with a twist of romance. I can't believe I'm even thinking about this stuff.

His kisses became hungrier, as did mine. I gripped at his faux-hawk, gently tugging it. The sensation was electric, everything I had dreamed of in a kiss was what Duncan had, I needed more. Though lack of air became a problem, we were both forced to pull back. As if we were facing what we had just done in a single look.

He teal eyes were clouded with lust, his hair ruffled, his face slightly tinged with pink and his breaths were laboured. Soon after what felt like hours of staring, we came to realise what we had just done.

I ran from him, my arms flying out of his grip. I didn't here him following me, I just ran. Like I always do.

Duncan's P.O.V

Shit, what have I done?

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