Only His Princess Chapter 21
A/N: Okay, so, the whole sex thing was supposed to have happened between chapters 19 & 20. Sorry if no one got it. I probably should have explained that then…I'm sorry…anyways, on to the story!
Bridgette's POV
I noticed that both Courtney and Duncan were missing for the first few moments after everyone had left the chapel, and when they finally re-appeared, they both looked flushed and happy. As much as I wanted to go over and see them, I was in the middle of talking to one of Geoff's annoying family members, and I couldn't just leave.
"Hey, Uncle Doze." Geoff said, coming over to where I was standing and putting an arm around my waist.
"Hey kid." The man across from us said, reaching his hand out to shake Geoff's.
"Uhm, honey, I'll be right back." I said, pulling myself away from Geoff, so that I could go talk to Courtney.
He smiled at me, before then continuing to talk to one of his various uncles', whose name I'd already forgotten, though Geoff had just said it.
"Courtney!" I called, when I got close enough to her, that I was sure she would be able to hear me.
"Bridge!" She cried, running to hug me, "How does it feel to be married?" She asked, after hugging me and pulling me away to look at me at an arms length.
"Amazing." I answered, smiling, I was more than happy to be married to Geoff, and it just seemed like everything was perfect. And then I remembered why I'd come over here.
"So, what's going on with Duncan and you?" I asked while walking her over to the buffet table.
"He wants me to move here to be with him." She said, looking over at him, where he was talking with Connor (A boy he and Geoff had met in Cali), Trent and DJ.
I grabbed her hands, "You're moving out here?" There was a broad smile on my face, I more than excited.
"I think so." She answered, smiling just as big.
We finished getting food, and then sat at the head table talking about all the fun and adventures we were sure we'd have in California together, until the music started playing, and Geoff whisked me away.
Courtney's POV
After Bridgette left to dance with Geoff, I just sat there, smiling and tapping along to the music. Then suddenly a finger tapped me on the shoulder, and I turned, smiling, thinking it was Duncan.
"Hey- oh hi!" I said, staring at a brunette boy that was standing before me.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked, smiling.
"Uhm…well…actually-"I started, until I heard a deep voice I knew by heart.
"Connor, back off. This is Courtney." Duncan said, appearing behind the boy, and coming to sit beside me.
"Oh, damn. I can see why you're so whipped now." The boy said before Duncan growled at him; then he laughed, and scampered off.
"Oh, so you're whipped?" I asked, smiling.
"Yup, there's this girl I met on the beach, and she is amazingly hot…I love making out with her she's-"
"Ugh, you stupid pig, I don't know why you can't just say something nice." I answered, rolling my eyes, before standing up, ready to talk to DJ.
"I don't see why you have to point out every mistake I make, either." He yelled, grumpily getting out of his chair, and walking back to the boy whose name I'd learned was Connor. I sighed; this was never going to work.
"Hey DJ." I said, sighing and leaning in to give him a hug.
"Hey, drama?" He asked, pulling away from me, and rolling his eyes.
"Of course, I wish we could just get along like every other couple seems to, which by the way, how are you and Lashawna?" I asked, smiling because I knew the big lovable teddy bear had been about to propose when I'd left.
"She said no." He answered simply, looking away to look out a window while tears fell from his eyes.
I reached up on my tiptoes to wipe them away, "its okay DJ, any girl would be lucky to have you, you know that right?" I asked, trying to make him feel better.
"She's back with Harold." He answered, looking into my eyes.
"Oh…" I answered, unaware of what to say.
"Yeah, talk about adding insult to injury." He said, just before there was a crash of symbols, and I could hear Duncan's voice coming out of a microphone.
I turned to face the stage, Duncan was playing the guitar and singing, Geoff was on the drums, and Trent was playing the bass guitar, beside Duncan.
Forever the Sickest Kids – She's a lady
I'm in love with a girl I hate
She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me
I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic
A traitor, I'd trade her in a second
She's a backseat driver
A drama provider an instant update of the world
She's a first class liar a constant forgetter
(She's attractive but bitter)
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
If you turn around, turn around, baby don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
Take off your shoes
Come in the room
And baby let's try not to argue
Turn out the lights
Turn on the radio
How can we fight when I'm too busy loving you
I'm too busy loving you
I'm too busy loving you
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
If you turn around turn around baby don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
Here I am
There you go again, again
And we will not ever be eighteen again, again
And I'm worn out of fighting
And every night you leave crying
And I could use some time
And here I am
There you go again (again)
So here I am and I'm dying
And I'm waiting for you, waiting for you
Come back, come back to me
And I'll take you gladly
And I'll take you in again
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
If you turn around turn around baby don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
If you turn around turn around baby don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
She's a lady
And ladies shouldn't be messed with
After singing the song, some other people I didn't know got on the stage, but my eyes were looking all over for Duncan, and I sighed when I couldn't find him. Suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist.
"I love you." The deep, dark, familiar voice said simply.
I turned around, and snuggled into Duncan's chest, "I love you too."
"I'm sorry. I hate fighting with you, I really do. I'm just so used to it…but I hate it, it makes me feel so bad. No one ever makes me feel bad, except you." Duncan spoke, growling out the last part.
"Yeah…well…you make me feel pretty crappy myself." I said, smiling, and holding him tighter to me.
"Yeah, well, just promise that no matter what I say, you'll always remember I love you, please?" He asked, practically pleading.
"It's a promise." I answered kissing him lightly on the lips, before turning back around to face the stage; Duncan's arms around my waist, leaning against him, and the biggest smile upon my face.