I Love You
A Duncan and Gwen FanFic (Part 8)
Gwen's POV
I stood there with my mouth hanging open in shock. I mean, it wasn't that I was surprised. Duncan had just made out with me in the supply closet only a few minutes ago, but to announce on television that he wanted to ask me out was just, you know, shocking! I felt like all eyes were on me and this point. The TDA Aftermath had turned from a ridiculous Behind the Scenes sketch, to a cheap Matchmaker show. I took deep breath and opened my mouth,
"Actually, I would be glad to go on a date with Duncan, you know, if he wins and all." I gave one of those shy, Hollywood smiles.
I looked down into my lap and avoided all eye contact, especially Trent's and Duncan's, but I felt each gaze like laser pointer.
"Interesting, Gwen" Bridgette mentioned, but then instantly turned to the next finalist for their opinion.
I looked up and glanced at Duncan. He was looking directly at me with those bright eyes of his. I let out a small sigh. I had definitely fallen for him.
They quickly interviewed Heather and Courtney. Courtney was going to "donate to charity" if she won. While Heather would buy her own spa and, of course, get a new wig. Interviews went by quickly and soon enough they were calling for a commercial break. I scooted from my chair the second the buzzer rang and jogged for the snack table. Owen appeared beside me with a dinner plate and started to put boat loads of food on it.
"Gwen, I think it would cool if you and Duncan dated." I looked up at him with a questioning look. "No, really, you two would be a cute couple." He snickered as he picked up a handful of chips.
"Sure Owen," I said with a sarcastic tone while reaching for a piece of fruit.
"I'm not kidding! I saw you guys before! You looked soooo happy!" I could already feel my face turn tomato red remembering the closet incident.
"Owen, what are you talking about?" I muttered. I tried to deny it but turned and bumped right into Courtney.
"Yes, Owen. Please explain." She growled.
Owen then looked at her; his smile disappeared when she came into his view. "Oh, nothing, Courtney," He said and walked away with his plate full of food. But even from far away, you could still hear his laughter.
"So, Goth Girl, what were you doing with Duncan earlier?" Her hands were firmly placed on her hips and her eyes were narrowed into a glare. I shook off my embarrassment and gracefully stepped around her.
"Nothing, Courtney, nothing to worry about…" I said over my shoulder before taking a bite of the watermelon.
"TEN MINUTES PEOPLE!!!" I heard a crew member shout. I was closer to the stage now when I heard a voice,
"Hey you," The voice said softly, luring me away from my focus. I spun around to see Duncan only inches away. His eyes looked deep in lust before he suddenly kissed me.
"Watch it, mister, you haven't won yet," I pushed him away gently and let myself breathe. Yep, I was in love with him, alright.
My knees had gone weak so I had to reach out to grab his arm for support.
I then heard Duncan's low voice close to my ear, "I knew you were falling from the start." He kissed my ear softly then, very faintly, I heard him chuckle.
"Stop it; you know your ex could kill me if she saw us?"
"Yea, but she already is." I looked in the direction his eyes were pointing. I could just tell by his expression; he was annoyed. I glanced at Courtney and saw her cringe slightly when Duncan kissed me again.
"Stop it," I said playfully before holding off Duncan once more.
"FIVE MINUTES!!!!!!!" Another crew member shouted.
"We gotta go," I whispered to him.
"Yea, yea," He said. Rolling his eyes, and then shushing me with another kiss.
"Ok, that's it. I'll be right back." I slid away from his reach and headed for the bathroom.
I pushed through the door into the ladies room to find Beth and Lindsay talking,
"…I know there was a lot of pressure on her. On public television she had to accept a date from Duncan." Beth whispered.
"Yea, Dylan is a bit too scary for me," Lindsay said loudly before smearing pink lip gloss on her lips.
"Well I'm in love with my boyfriend, Brady," I hear Beth sigh dreamily, "He's all mine!" I watched her from a distance pull out a picture of him. I snickered.
"But I wonder what will happen if Donald wins though, will she really go out with him?" Lindsay, for once, had a point. But I guess it all depended whether Duncan won.
"ONE MINUTE TILL WE'RE BACK ON, TAKE THE STAGE!" I backed out of the bathroom into the deserted hall and walked towards the set. But coincidently, come upon Trent.
"Hey Gwen," He said. I watched him run his hand through his hair.
"Oh, hi Trent," I said sheepishly while trying to avoid eye contact, but it was impossible. I looked into his eyes and saw his facial expression. He looked hurt, embarrassed, and annoyed. I had just accepted a date on television while sitting next to my ex. To tell you the truth, I felt bad.
"So… you might be Duncan's girl," He said shamefully.
"Well you never know, he could lose or whatever."
"But he's Duncan, he probably will win."
"Would you be mad?" I looked him straight in the eye.
He cowered a bit. "No, I just think he's trouble."
"3…2…1… AND WE'RE ON!" I looked at Trent. His face became expressionless when he grabbed my wrist. He then dragged me behind stage. And I saw the faint light as we approached the opposite wing of the set. But before pushing me onstage, he swiftly kissed me on the mouth. At that moment I forgot what I missed about Trent. His kisses, his touch, his songs, his voice, but then I was led onto the stage and placed back in my seat. I was flustered and taken out of focus, until I heard Bridgette's voice and realized where I was.
"And we're back!" Bridgette exclaimed while cheers and whistles echoed.
"We know you're all wondering who will win, right?" Geoff said as he placed his arm across Bridgette's shoulders.
"So now let's find out! You, the audience, can choose who will win! Just take out your voting remote and pick!"
"You can pick my man, Duncan here," Geoff nodded to Duncan who gave a weak smile to the screaming crowd, "Heather or," Under his breath he coughed out Courtney's name. Courtney crossed her arms across her chest and rolled her eyes.
"Vote! And in the mean time, let's watch a clip of this entire season!" Images appeared on the large screen above us. The video was about 10 minutes and finally when it finished everyone clapped and screamed. I watched Chris walk on stage with an envelope. He was wearing his cheesy blue tux and was followed by Chief in his ugly pink strapless dress and heals while holding the final Gilded Chris award. The audience laughed at him and I heard him mutter something about how he wasn't getting paid enough.
"The name I call will be the winner of the huge amount of prize money, ten-thousand dollars!" He slowly opened the envelope and pulled out a small card. "And the winner is…"
I crossed my fingers and my toes. Duncan, Duncan, Duncan…
"Courtney!" The smile widened on Courtney's face. "No, just kidding. Duncan! You're the winner!" He was completely stunned. I jumped up and ran over to him. I pulled him up from his seat on the couch and dragged him beside Chris. He then wrapped his arm around me and smiled when two interns walked on stage with a jumbo sized check. Confetti covered the stage and Chris shouted over the noise,
"There you have it! The winner! Join us next season!" Then the camera man followed him stomping off stage with cell phone in hand. But in an overview shot, I bet you could see Duncan and me, kissing front and center surrounded by confetti and chaos. What a happy ending.
Trent's POV
I stood in the wings and watched them. They stood there, all happy and rich. I fingered the nine thin bands I had around each of my fingers, except one. Wow, I can't believe we're actually over. I mean, we were over weeks ago, but now with Duncan in the picture it was official. I remember only an hour ago when I saw him in the men's room with his hair messed up and her lipstick smudged on the side of his mouth. She was definitely over me by now. I stepped back and found my stuff in the break room. I grabbed my jacket and headed for the parking lot. The double doors swung open and the cool breeze hit me. I walked over to my car and fell into the driver's seat. In the backseat was my guitar. I had written her a song. I had wrote her a song because I still loved her and the only reason she wasn't mine was because I had gotten the wrong advice and made a major mistake. Now I sat there reading what I wrote to her:
Don't go away; I still need you here beside me.
I need your touch; I need your voice to get me through each day.
Can't you see you're the only one I love?
Why can't you see it?
I stopped reading. I was killing myself here. I geared into reverse and pulled out of the parking lot with her song sitting there beside me.
One week later…
Duncan's POV
"Ok so, Duncan, if you won what would you do with the money?"
"I guess I would use the money to get out of Juvi."
"That's all?"
"And I would ask Gwen to go on a date with me."
I paused the recording and got up off the couch in my new apartment. Walking into the hallway, I studied my reflection in the mirror. I had slightly trimmed my neon green mohawk and had went out and bought a shirt and tie. Tonight was the big night.
*Ring!*
I jumped and ran to the phone, "Yello," I said.
"Oh hey Duncan, it's me Gwen, I was wondering where I can meet you tonight."
"No, no don't worry about it. I'll pick you up. Actually, I'm leaving right now."
"Oh, ok. See you in a few."
"Yep," I hung up the phone. I grabbed my keys then jogged to the building's garage and unlocked my new ride. It was a monstrous, shiny, black Chevy. I hopped into the driver's seat and put the key in the ignition.
After leaving the Aftermath set last Thursday with Gwen, I immediately went to pay my bail money. I then went back to her place to "celebrate" while her parents and siblings were in Vancouver for the weekend. All I had to do was buy a case of beer and a pack of condoms and I was in. Damn she's an amazing kisser. So Friday morning I left her house with hopes for plans tonight. You're probably wondering how I got the apartment. Well, just walk into a realtor's office with a wad of cash in hand. They'll give you a pretty good selection of places to choose from. I picked the one closest to Gwen's, Of course… and moved in right away. I didn't have much to unpack. I had a few boxes from my dad's house and a box or two from my mom's. With my parents divorced and being sent to Juvi, my belongings had been scattered. Most of the stuff was old clothes that didn't fit me anymore. But the rest of the stuff was just junk.
Anyway, I finally pulled up in front of Gwen's house. Shutting my car door behind me, I walked across their lawn towards the front door. I rang the doorbell once and stepped back, placing my hands in my jean pockets. Gwen's father opened the door,
"Hi, is Gwen home?" I asked.
"Who are you?" Her father said gruffly.
"I'm- " I started to say, but I was cut off.
"Dad, this is Duncan, we're gonna have dinner together tonight and be back by eleven, okay?" I watched her slide past her dad in the doorway and stand beside me on the steps.
"Eleven?" Her father questioned.
"Dad, it's a date." She muttered softly.
The guy turned to me, "No funny business, you hear?"
I straightened, "No Sir." I said clearly.
"Good."
"Great." Gwen sighed. She turned to me, "I just need to get my stuff, and I'll be back in like two seconds." She squeezed my hand and disappeared back inside.
"So what's the plan?" Her father asked me.
"I'm taking her to this Italian restaurant that just opened in town, then we're gonna see this new movie." I said to him while shoving my hands back in my pockets.
He eyed me, "She said your name was Duncan?"
Yes- " I stuttered.
"I don't like your hair."
"Oh," I was cut off again,
"Are those piercings?"
"Yes Sir," I said.
"Can they be removed?"
"Uh, no sir, I don't plan to take them out."
"Interesting…"
Thankfully Gwen reappeared in the doorway with a jacket and her purse. She looked up at her dad, "I'm going Dad, okay?"
"See you at eleven." He said.
We walked back across the lawn to my car. I held the door open for her and watched her hop into the seat. After shutting her door I went around and slid into the driver's seat and took off down the road.
"So where are we going?" She asked me.
"Since this is the official date I promised you, we'll go to this new restaurant my buddy just opened downtown. Then see this newly released movie called Smashed,"
"Where I'm buying the popcorn," She added.
"Yes. Then if there's time, back to my place?"
"If there's time," She answered.
"Is your dad always like that?" I asked.
"Most of the time, he was friendlier to Trent. But he'll just have to get used to you." She assured me and gave me a peck on the cheek.
"I think it was the hair," I said.
"Might have been, you never know." She shrugged.
We pulled into the available parking space and walked inside. The entire place smelled of garlic bread. And once we were placed at a booth by the window I spotted him. I waved,
"Who are you waving at?" Gwen asked.
"It's my buddy Garry. He owns this place. So if we're lucky I can maybe get a discount." I waved again at him. When he spotted us his face lit up and he walked over.
"Hey Duncan. I'm surprised to see you here. Thought you'd still be in Juvi or something," He chuckled a bit.
"Nope, I won a game show, received ten-thousand dollars and paid the bail money."
"I see you got a girlfriend too." He nodded at Gwen.
"Oh, yea, Garry, this is my girlfriend Gwen." He shook her hand.
"You're one lucky lady, Duncan may be all hardcore and tough on the outside, but he's definitely a charmer." He winked at her. He pulled out a small notepad. "So what can I get you two?"
Gwen picked up her menu, "I'll have a Caesar salad with diet coke." She said and handed over her menu to Garry.
"And I'll have whatever the special is with a Pepsi. Surprise me, dude." I watched him write it down then handed him my menu.
"I'll be back in a few minutes with your drinks."
After he was gone Gwen turned to me, "Surprise me? What if he gives you something gross?"
"I don't mind, why not try something new?" I said. Gwen nodded.
All in all, the first part of the date went well. Food was great. I ended up getting fettuccini alfredo which was basically pasta with cheese sauce, which I got all over myself the instant I tried to eat it. Gwen laughed the entire time and she almost had diet coke come out her nose. We pulled into the movie theater and saw Smashed. Gwen did buy the popcorn. But the entire movie was devoted to killing other people with guns, getting drunk and lengthened car chases. Gwen fell asleep on my shoulder towards the end so I had to wake her up once the credits started rolling. We got back into the Chevy at 10pm. We had an hour back at my place, which was where the fun began.
I flipped on the lights and walked into the open living room. Gwen sat herself down on the couch and shrugged out of her jacket.
"It's funny; I've never been in your apartment before." She said to me while glancing around.
"Would you want a tour?" I asked her.
"Sure." She stood up and fell into step beside me.
"Well here's the living room, and there's the kitchen," I pointed out the open areas of my apartment. I led her down the narrowed hallway. "Over here we have the bathroom. And here, we have the bedroom."
I swung open the door to my bedroom slowly. When you looked at my room you wouldn't think I lived there. An unmade bed, a small pile of dirty clothes behind the door, closed closet doors, and an alarm clock on my nightstand was all you could see. I watched her walk inside the room and sit down on my bed. I walked over and stood in front of her. First she looked up at me. Then she stood up and reached for my tie and started to loosen the knot. Once my tie was off she was unbuttoning my dress shirt. I caught her hand. She dropped it and let me take her shirt off her head. Her short, dyed hair frizzed but fell back into place. We stood there, wasting time until I made the first move. My hand cupped under her chin and I brought her face towards mine. With our eyes closed we found each other. Softly and slowly, I caressed her in kisses. The already unmade bed was convenient when I pushed her back onto the bed.
***
Gwen's POV
In the silence, I heard the faintest noise.
*Ring*
*Ring*
*Ring*
I opened my eyes and focused on the bright red numbers.
10:50pm
I jolted awake, "Duncan, you gotta get up. I'm gonna miss my curfew." I shook him awake but he tightened his grip around my bare hips. I quickly covered myself and found my clothes on the floor beside the bed. I threw on my bra, shirt, linguine, and slipped back on my skirt.
"Duncan, you have to get up." I poked his arm and sighed when all he did was roll over.
I sat back down on the bed, with my clothes on, and lay back down beside him. I started to kiss him. After a minute or two, his eyes fluttered open.
"What time is it?" He asked groggily.
"My curfew, get up." I pulled away quickly before he could bring me closer under the covers.
He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Looking at the clock, he jumped. "Get your jacket, I'll be out in a minute."
I left his room and he was finding his clothes in the dark.
I grabbed my jacket and picked up the keys to the Chevy.
"Duncan hurry up!" I shouted down the hall.
He appeared with his hair completely ruffed up and he was knotting his tie. "Let's go," He said.
10:55pm
By the skin of our teeth we pulled into my driveway at exactly eleven.
"Goodnight Gwen," He told me.
"'Night Duncan,"
"I love you." And he gave me the softest, sweetest kiss I've ever gotten.
"I love you too." I unlocked the door and stepped out of his warm reach.
I love you.
The End.
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