Hey guys!
Sorry for the wait, I was having trouble deciding on what to do.
I toyed with the idea of another overprotective relative, but then I threw it away.
Then I thought of a guy who Courtney would be forced to date, because her family owed a debt to another family.
THEN I dreamed up another stalker guy, who tries to kidnap her.
I got rid of them all and made up a new one, and here it is!
Oh yeah for those of you who are wondering who Lilypop15 is, she is my friend who has been reading this.
She doesn't have an account on this site, it's from another site.
Okay, I've been rambling too long, so here is the next chapter of,

What's love got to do with it?

Chapter Six: Of Cotton Candy and Marriage

Disclaimer: The day I own TDI will be the day that I actually like Gwen. So... not happening

I was floating.

Floating in fluffy clouds that seemed to be made of cotton candy. I tried to taste them, but my hand went right through, as if it wasn't even there. An Illusion.

I looked around, trying to discern where I was. I saw nothing except for the fluffy clouds of sugar. Then, I heard a noise to my right. I spun quickly around to face whatever it was and saw Duncan, I was too surprised at seeing him that I did not stop to think about why he was there in the first place. He turned around and started to walk away swiftly, obviously I took after him. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't seem to catch up to him.

All of a sudden, he stopped, turned around to look at me, and opened his mouth as if to say something...

"BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZP"

"AGH!" I woke up with a start at the obnoxiously loud beeping. I growled and threw it across the room, shattering it on the opposite wall. Then I suddenly realized, I was in my room. I pondered my memories of last night and came up with nothing of coming home. As I pondered this, I heard some light clapping coming from one side of my room. I looked over with dread, and sure enough, there was Duncan.

"Well, well, well, Princess. I didn't know you had such a good throwing arm." He said to me, lightly leaping down off of the dresser he was perched on.

"How did you get in here? Why are you here? What happened last night. Why do I have such an atrocious headache?" I pelted him with questions, holding my head. I really did have a horrible headache.

"Okay, in that order; Your window, I brought you home last night, you got drunk, danced dirty, and tried to make out with at least seventeen different boys, all hormone crazed teenagers, and I already answered your last question." Duncan grinned as he said all of these, I, meanwhile, was appalled, I did all that? Wow, I must have been really drunk last night.

"Is that all? Are you sure I didn't do anything else last night?" I was probing him for answers, making sure that I was still innocent.

"Weeeell, you did almost strip down in the club, but I saved you just in the nick of time. That's when you passed out on me." Duncan was smirking the whole time, and he sure had a reason to. Now he could blackmail me! If anyone from school saw what happened last night, my reputation would be ruined! I'd never get into Harvard!

I groaned and held my head tightly, it fet as though my brain was being turned to mush! I tried to stand up but fell down on the bed, Duncans' eyes softened and he pushed me back down.

"You need rest right now, moving around won't help one bit. By the way, I wanted to ask you something." Duncan shifted his weight nervously, I didn't know he could get nervous, "Courtney, will you g-" just before he could finish his sentence, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching my door.

"Go." I hissed at him, I didn't need to tell him twice. As soon as he had heard the footsteps, he was gone. Dang, he was good. The door swung open and there stood Chad, looking around my room. He seemed to be looking for something... or someone.

"I thought I heard voices in here, guess I was wrong." Chad said, scanning every inch of the room for something out of place, "I meant it yesterday, Court. I don't want you seeing that Duncan kid. Besides, you'll forget about him anyway, when you get married of course."

My jaw dropped open, I couldn't believe it. What does he mean 'married', "what do you mean by that? I'm not getting married." I sat stiffly up and Chad walked over to my bed and sat down next to me.

"Didn't Mother and Father tell you? You're going to marry a young man who is the heir to a large fortune. Mother and Father owe a large debt to his family, but their son has taken a fancy to you. He convinced his parents to say that instead of paying the debt, they could give your hand in marriage to him." I sat quietly as Chad explained it all. I couldn't believe it, I didn't even know the guy and I was expected to marry him?! This is insane!

Why the heck am I getting married off?! I WANNA MARRY DUNCAN, NOT SOME SPOILED, RICH KID!

Whoa, calm down. I am appalled at this too, but we must take the logical course of action and out think them.

WHO CARES ABOUT THINKING?! I'M GONNA BUST THEIR HEADS OPEN!

...Wow, I never knew I could be so...violent.

Well if someone gets us mad, I usually take control and kill them.

WHAT?!

Not literally, anyway, Chad is concerned about you. You should probably answer him.

Dangit! Okay, meeting adjourned! Haha, I've always wanted to say that!

Chad?

Oh yeah, I forgot.

And you're supposed to be the more logical one.

Pfft, whatever.

I snapped back to reality with a look of pure shock on my face, "I don't want to get married. Getting married is something I don't want to do with someone I've never even met." I told him softly, I didn't even know this guy and I already hated him.

"Well don't talk to me about it, talk to Mother and Father." Chad said, shrugging as he got up and walkd away. Oh yeah, it was Saturday, wait... WHY THE HECK WAS MY ALARM SET ON A SATURDAY?!

I got up grumbling and prepared myself for the day, as soon as I was ready, I marched downstairs right to my Mother and Father.

"Okay, you have some explaining to do. First off; Why the heck am I getting married?! And second off; I am extremely appalled and hurt that you agreed to this without my consent. Doesn't my opinion have any worth? After all, it is my life." I snapped at them, I was extremely angry and I wanted answers, NOW!

"Courtney, honey. We decided this would be for your best interests anyway, after all, he is smart, handsome, rich, powerful, and he is a lawyer. He's everything you've always wanted in a man, we thought that you would be happy." Mother just sat there calmly, as if I wasn't as angry as a herd of rhinos, which I was. I was stunned momentarily by her answer. She was right, all those things were what I had always looked for in a man. Chad of course was still angry about yesterday, so he decided to pitch in.

"Oh, she doesn't want to marry him because she already has a delinquent boyfriend." He sneered at me, I was rather nervous now. I looked over at my father to gauge his reaction, "you know that delinquent kid who lives across the street, that's who she's dating. The one with the idiotic green Mohawk." Chad spit the last word out as if it was poison. My father was shocked.

"You mean to tell me, that my Courtney, my precious little angel, is going out with that-that-that thing?!" My father was disgusted and appalled, I was offended.

"His name is Duncan daddy, and I actually like him. If I do marry anybody one day, it's going to be him. Now, if you'll excuse me, I am going back up to my room." I turned on my heel and sprinted back to my room, I heard my dad call out behind me but I ignored him. I ran up to my room, locked the door, and started packing. A pair of strong arms grabbed my own arms, I looked up and smiled involuntarily.

"Stalker much?" I asked him, grinning in spite of myself.

"Maybe, is it such a crime that I care? Anyway, just what do you think you're doing?" He turned me around so that I could see his face, his beautiful teal eyes were full of confusion.

"I'm running away. I'm not going to just sit around and get married off to someone that I don't even know." I said, my voice cracking up just a bit. Duncan looked into my eyes for a few seconds, then he released me and started to help me pack.

"I'm not going to let someone else get their greedy hands on my Princess, I'll die before that happens." I was surprised at Duncan's words, but touched that he cared so much about me. We finished packing and I quickly wrote a note to my parents, it said;

Dear Mother and Father,

I am running away from home because you say that I cannot be with the one I love the most.

It hurts me to do this, but I will not just sit around and be married off to someone when my heart already belongs to another.

Don't tell the police, please. I don't want Duncan to go to jail.

And I know what you're thinking, Duncan hasn't kidnapped me, okay? I am perfectly safe.

I didn't want to do this, but I must.

Love,
Courtney.

I put the letter where it would be seen, grabbed some money, and headed over to the window. Duncan helped me down and out through it, and we crept though the alley to his garage, there we got on his motorcycle and we started speeding away. Away from imprisonment. Away from my old life. Away from my parents.

And towards my future with Duncan.

I know what you guys are thinking, that this is over.

Noah: YES! FREEDOM!

Courtney: YES! NO PSYCHO KILLER!

Duncan: YES! NO MORE AUTHORS NOTES!

Me: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on there. I'm not done.

Everyone but me: *stops partying* WHAT?!

Me: Yep! This story is way too fun, so I'm either going to make a new story, or continue this one.

Courtney: Will me and Duncan still be in it?

Me: It depends, you see. I'm going to let my reviewers decide. I am going to put up a poll and let people vote on it until July 10th. You guys only have two days to vote, so help me decide. Do you want this story to continue, or do you want me to make a new one? If you decide to make a new one, I'll keep posting up polls to help me decide what you guys want.

Eva: Your story sucked. I doubt anyone will vote.

Me: *eye twitch*

Noah: Um, Eva? You should probably run now...

Eva: Why? She's just a scrawny little weakling...

Me:... WITH A CHAINSAW! No wait... my chainsaw isn't painful enough... I KNOW! *runs to closet full of weapons*

Noah: Where did that come from?

Gwen: Who knows.

Owen: Me like beans.

Me: FOUND IT! Oh and Owen? Here ya go. *tosses Owen a can of beans*

Owen: YES! THANK YOU! *Runs off happily*

Me: And as for you... wait, where did she go?

Gwen: She ran off as soon as she saw the closet.

Me: How did SHE get in here? Oh well, you'll do. *aims flamethrower at Gwen* DIE BOYFRIEND STEALER!

Gwen: *runs away screaming like a little girl*

Me: TAKE THAT!

Heather: Weird goth girl deserved it.

Trent: GWEN! *takes off running after Gwen*

Cody: GWEN! *takes off after Gwen too*

Izzy: YAY! A MANHUNT! *runs off after Cody*

Everyone: ...

Me: Ummmm, anyways. Vote!

Heather: Or she'll come after you with her flamethrower.

Beth: Why do YOU get to do the flamethrower bit?

Heather: Because Luna actually LIKES me.

Me: I do.

Noah: ... You do realize that everyone that was on the island hates her? And most of the people reading this?

Me: And? I bet Heather has a horrible past, that's why she was so mean. Because she was frightened.

Heather: I AM NOT SCARED OF ANYTHING!

Duncan: *comes out with his psycho killer with a hook costume on* Oh really?

Everyone except me and Duncan: *screams like little girls*

Me and Duncan: Oh man that was gold!

Courtney: That was mean Duncan!

Ezekial: Reevuw and Voote, eh?