Duncan left the second Courtney did. She stepped off in her boots and wiped the tears that butted out of her so unexpectedly. When Duncan got into that yellow taxi, she secretly wished he didn't. She thought he would fight for her, at least.
2 MONTHS LATER
He sat on his couch picking at the thread that sprouted out from the fabric. The only movie he has ever loved played on his television, The Breakfast Club. It has been two months since Duncan has seen Courtney. After the whole scene they caused, he was positive she held a special place in her heart for him.
That place was hatred.
She looked at him with those dark eyes and completely rejected him. It has happened before, but it felt real now. It felt like it was finally over.
The microwave beeped in the kitchen and Duncan stands up to take out his TV dinner. He hasn't cooked a meal in his life. Well, at least not correctly.
He scratched the back of his neck and placed the tray of food on the counter. Duncan patted his bare chest and pajama pants to feel for his phone, but it wasn't found until he heard it vibrate on the marble countertop.
While reaching for the black iPhone, Duncan saw he got a text from an unknown number.
"Hey...Is this Duncan" is what it read.
"yeah who is this?"
"..." The person was typing.
"It's Courtney."
Duncan's heart stopped and he froze in his place. He immediately ran to his couch and flopped himself down. He started typing.
"oh hey court, how are you"
He took a deep breath. Was that subtle?
"Not so good."
Duncan's face dropped as he started to type his response, until a call entered. He quickly answers.
"Hello?" A small voice whispers through the phone.
"Hey," Duncan smiles to himself and clears his throat, "are you okay?"
"Um..." Courtney sighs, "I don't really know. Duncan, I know this is weird because of what happened last time but..."
"Yeah?"
"Can I come over? I need someone to talk to and you're the first person I thought of."
"Y-yeah for sure. Do you want me to text you the address or—"
His voice was interrupted by the doorbell being rung.
"Hey, hold on a sec there's someone at the door." Duncan mumbles and rolls his eyes.
He cracks open the door and his eyes widen when he sees Courtney standing there at his doorstep with her phone resting on the palm of her hand. Her nose is red due to the coldness of the winter and her beanie is pulled over her bangs, making them get in her eyes.
"Hi." She gives him a small smile.
"Hey." He chuckles lightly.
They sat on the couch in silence. Courtney had removed all her winter gear and laid them on Duncan's dinner table; something he never used.
Her hair was longer which accented her cheekbones more. Duncan could stare at her all day, she's just as beautiful as ever.
A/N: HEY GUYS IM SORRY FOR THIS SUPER DUPER (LATE) SHORT CHAPTER. :( IVE BEEN SO BUSY WITH MY AP CLASSES AND I LOST MY LAPTOP AT A BUS STOP. (shoot me now)
I've been trying to update somehow but I found out how to update on my phone, so excuse any spelling and/or grammar errors! I just bought a new laptop as well so get ready for more updates! I'm excited for this, wbu?
