Ah! We're getting closer to the end =( this is bittersweet. it's awesome because that means I've officially written three fanfics, but sad because I really liked this one! I got this update up fast, and It's short but very how you guys would describe...'fluffy?" hahaha it's really cute, very mushy. But, it's not over just yet! I hope everyone who is going back to school soon(or whoever is already back) has a great school yeah! new beginnings! New TDWT tonight too , yay! Have a great week! Thanks for adding me to your favorite stories/author alerts, that's socool! and thanks for taking the time to read, and taking the extra time to review! You're all so special *happy face*
Duncan P.O.V
It's two a.m. No, seriously. It's really two o'clock in the fricken' morning, and there is an repetitive banging fist against my door. Dj and Trent are knocked out sleeping, and don't appear to hear anything. I groan aloud, and throw my covers off of me, and walk angrily toward the door.
Whoever is interrupting me while I should be sleeping is seriously going to pay. I'm not even wearing a shirt, just my black sweatpants. Hopefully this guy will get a look at my six pack and get the picture that I could rearrange his face with one punch for waking me.
I swing the door open angrily, and my expression immediately changes and softens when I see who is at the door. It's princess. When she sees me, she swallows, and crosses her arms over the gray sweatshirt on her stomach.
"Hi." I say, closing the door from behind me, and stepping out in the hall.
Princess takes a step back. Her sweatpants were similar to mine, black and long, and had the same white logo in the top corner. Actually, they were the same pair as mine. For some reason I find this more interesting than it actually is. Then again, I remind myself it's two a.m.
"Hi, Duncan." She says slightly above a whisper.
"What are you doing out here? You know how much trouble we could get into if we get…" I stop myself. I'm starting to sound like Courtney. That's a scary thought.
"I know," She says hurriedly. "I just…I had to see you." She swallows, and pushes a strand of hair behind her ear, and looks up from the floor to my face.
"Well, I'm here." I drop my arm. "What is it, babe?"
She looks at me, and her eyes were kind of sparkling. They were the darkest shade of brown I have ever seen, but they were unique that way. Like I would never see anything like that again. "Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking. A lot." She starts off, rubbing her arm. "About us." She adds.
I lean against a wall and wait for her to get everything out in the open. It wouldn't do any good to interrupt her, especially now. She pushes her hair back, and it falls forward again. She taps her foot, I've never seen her like this before.
"Say something!" She barks keeping her voice low for no one else to hear.
"Sorry, I figured you would like to have the floor." I shrug.
"I do! But, you usually interrupt me and stomp all over my sentences. It makes it a lot harder to concentrate when you're quiet." She crosses her arms and faces her back to me. Oookay…this chick has flown off her rocker. Or whatever that expression is.
"Sorry, uh….rah, rah…blah. Okay happy?" I ask carelessly.
"No!" She says stubbornly facing me again.
She studies my face, and I let out an exhausted yawn.
"This was so stupid for me to come here." She mutters, and tries to walk away. I grab her arm gently, and pull her around to face me again.
"You know you can tell me anything." I tell her like I had once before.
"I know," She whispers. "That's the problem."
I repress an annoyed sigh, and just look at her. I let go of her arm, and she instinctively, puts her hand on the spot where my hand had just been. I lean against the wall, and slide down onto the floor.
"Start from the beginning." I instruct. "And work your way up to what you want to tell me. It's almost two thirty in the morning, we have exams in three days, and you're freaking me out."
Courtney nods her head, and sits beside me. She rests her head on my shoulder which feels good for the moment.
"I was having a really bad afternoon after we had that…fight, or whatever." She starts. "I came back to my room and Gwen was there and I totally freaked out on her." She says regretfully.
"What was she doing there?" I interrupt, like she wants.
She shrugs, "I don't know…to hang out with me and Bridgette, I guess." she mumbles. "Then after Gwen left, Bridgette left for work early because I got mad at her too, and she got mad at me for getting mad at her and Gwen." I try and process everything she is telling me.
"Okay, so where do I fit into all of this?" I ask rubbing my eye.
She paused and listed her head off of my shoulder. "I realized I was still mad with you, so I made a list-
"Like you always do." I mention. She smiles a little and nods her head. "What was the list about?" I ask.
"I was sort of…contemplating whether we should be together or not." She says quietly, suddenly interested with her fingers.
"Oh."
"But then the list came down to six and six…and to be honest I could have added more to one side than the other, but I left it even." She tells me, "and so then I took a walk, down to that psychic we went to earlier. Do you remember?" She looks at me, tired, exhausted, and worried.
"Uh…vaguely." I shrug.
"So I went to this psychic to see if we were….well you know." She shrugs, playing with the hem of her sweatshirt.
"No, I don't know." I shake my head. Now I have a headache from all of this talking and sleep exhaustion.
"To see if we're…compatible." She explains.
"Compatible?"
"Yes." She nods her head sure of herself. "No." She changes her answer.
"No?" I raise my eyebrow.
"I wanted to see if we were meant to be. Like if this relationship was worth it."
Wow. Okay. Now there is a huge rock settling inside of my stomach. It feels like the rock is doing back flips and nail grinders against my stomach because I feel like I'm about to vomit. But, I'm not going to. The rock stops flipping, and I look at Courtney who is staring at me expectantly.
"And what did you find out?" I ask her.
"It is."
The back of my head leans against the wall, and I roll my eyes to look at Princess. She's hunched over, and leaning forward. She's waiting for me to say something, I can tell because she has that same expectant expression she wears when we argue.
"Tell me something I don't know." I nudge her in the side, and she exhales a huge breath.
"I'm pretty happy to hear that, Duncan." She says quietly.
"But, since when do you buy into this psychic mumbo jumbo?" I scratch my neck, and drop my hand.
"I don't, well I do now." She wrapped her fingers around mine, and leaned against me again. "I guess I'm sorry for overreacting and going all psycho on your earlier today." She says.
Wow, Princess apologizing. Where's my video camera?
I smirk, "What?" She asks defensively.
"Nothing, it's just you admitting you're wrong? Kind of mind blowing." I shrug.
She rolls her eyes annoyed. "Well don't expect it to happen again." She warns.
I laugh and shake my head, "I don't." She smiles too. "So where do we go from here?" I ask her.
I wait but she doesn't say anything. I wait some more. "Court?" I turn my head to see her sleeping. Her head leaned against my shoulder, her brown hair messily around her face, and on my shoulder.
I smirk, it's kind of cute, actually. But, she doesn't need to know that. I wince, unsure of how to move her without waking her. But I have to somehow, I can't carry her all the way across campus without someone noticing us.
I use my hand to pinch her arm, and her eyes snapped open. "Ow!" She squeaked, and leaned off of me. She rubbed her arm and furrowed her brow.
"Duncan! You know I'm very sensitive there." She chastised me, and I smirked.
I stood up, and reached my hand out for her to take. She grabbed it and stood up along with me.
"I guess I was more exhausted than I thought." She admitted sheepishly.
"Guess so." I smile lazily.
She yawns while stretching her arms, which is kind of cute. I wrap my arm around her shoulders. "Come on, let me walk you back to your dorm. We can talk more tomorrow…or later today." She smiles, and wraps herself closer to me, which feels really nice.
"I think we did enough talking for one week." Courtney laughs lightly.
"Nah, I think I want to get another apology out of you. This time I'll bring my tape recorder."
"Have you been working out?" She asks, looking at my abs.
"Nah, not gonna work this time, Princess. Don't try to soften me up." I smile again. "But, shameless flattery does work a little." I say as an afterthought.
"Well, what if I kiss you?" She puts a hand on my stomach, and smiles. She leans in as I lean down and our lips met in the middle.
I could feel her smiling against my lips as she wrapped her arms around me. We both pulled apart, she bit her lip and started walking toward the door. I smile and caught up with her, wrapping my arm around her shoulder again and walked her back to her dorm.
See? Fluffy and cute XD Have a great week everyone, thanks again for reading and reviewing. This story would have gone no where without you guys. It would have been saved as a document file on my laptop forever titled as 'Idk' - seriously that's what it was called at first haha! Thanks again, love you guys!