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"Duncan, I'm pulling up to your house right now."
"You're here sooner than I thought you would be."
"I left an hour ago!"
"I'll meet you outside. Ma's going insane. Dad's... He's trying to keep her calm. You know how she gets. 'Oh, my baby's going to prom! He's growing up so much!'"
Courtney giggled at Duncan's impression of his Mom. "Look, I'll talk to you when I get to your house, okay?"
"Alrighty."
She was driving to his house, and was going to be his prom date that night. She immediately said "yes" to his prom invitation - she was going to invite him to her prom that day herself. She was glad their proms weren't the same day, or during the same weekend; it gave them time to think about how they were going to look for each prom.
Well, it gave her time to think about how she'd look for each prom.
When she told him she was going to buy two dresses, he told her he was probably going to wear the same thing. He wasn't going to spend unnecessary money on two different tuxedos.
Courtney pulled onto his street and, after driving almost all the way down the street, finally found his house. She parked in front of it and wasn't surprised to find Duncan sitting on his front steps, watching her car pull up. She turned off her car and grabbed her purse before stepping out of the car.
Duncan watched his girlfriend step out of her car. He couldn't help but marvel at how amazing she looked. She wore an almost knee-length dress, one with a bodice that was pink and filled with sparkles and sequins, and the fabric underneath went from white to light pink and became darker until it turned into dark park. The shoes, which were three-and-a-half, were also light pink, and a set of rhinestones on the bottom strap.
He kept smiling at her as she approached his house. She stopped at his steps and asked, "Aren't you going to get up?"
He shrugged. "When I'm done staring at you, probably."
She rolled her eyes, though he smirked at the blush that instantly emerged on her cheeks. She then asked, "Shall we head inside?"
He shrugged and stood up. He jogged down the few steps and stood in front of her. He placed his hands on her waist and murmured, "You look beautiful, you know that?"
She smiled and looked down, shrugging. "I guess... Now that I think about it, my dress it a bit short, and it's different colors..."
He chuckled. "Now's not the time to freak out, darling." He lifted his hand and used a finger to tilt her chin up. He saw her eyes stay downcast temporarily before looking up at him. He gave her a small, genuine smile and told her, "I'm serious. You look beautiful." He carelessly shrugged before adding, "Take it as it is, babe. You know I'm rare with my serious compliments."
She rolled her eyes, though a genuine smile lay on her face. "Thank you, Duncan. You don't look half-bad yourself."
He rolled his eyes in return. "Thanks, sweetheart. I say you look beautiful, you call me half-decent..."
She gaped at him and lightly smacked his arm. "You know what I meant!" she snapped.
He chuckled and leaned forward, lightly pecking her on the lips. "You know I'm just messing with you," he murmured against her lips.
She returned the small kiss. "As usual," she murmured in return. "Let's go inside."
"Yeah, I still hear Ma screamin'," he muttered, grabbing her hand and leading her up the stairs.
As soon as the couple entered the house, they were bombarded by his Mom. She was taking picture after picture after picture of the couple, who were a bit uncomfortable with the sudden confrontation. Duncan's Dad stayed in another part of the room, sending apologetic glances to the couple as they were placed in different positions and different parts of the room for the various pictures.
"Ma!" Duncan snapped after what seemed like what was the hundredth photo taken.
"Yes?" his Mom calmly, and sweetly, asked.
"I think you took plenty of pictures," Duncan slowly said. "You've got enough for the family and Courtney's family..."
"Oh, maybe I should take a few more," Duncan's Mom started. "Courtney's parents aren't here-"
"No!" Duncan immediately said. He let out a breath before saying, "I mean... I'll be going to Courtney's prom next week. We'll have more pictures then."
"How will I be able to take pictures then?" his Mom asked.
"I'm sure Courtney's parents are able to use a camera," Duncan muttered.
"I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind taking a few pictures to send to you," Courtney explained.
Duncan's Mom pondered there for a few moments before shrugging. "All right then," she finally said. She smiled at the couple and said, "You two look so adorable. Don't you two do anything you'd be ashamed of." She looked at her son, narrowing her eyes. She mouthed, 'I'm talking about you in particular'.
Duncan gaped at his Mom while Courtney stifled her giggles. "Thanks, Ma," he muttered, narrowing his eyes at her.
"Anytime," his Mom said, smiling as she patted his shoulder. "Now, go on. And call us if you're going to be extremely late."
"You think they'll stop staring soon?"
"Doubt it. They kinda know we're dating..."
"Does the whole school know?"
"Uh, yes. Our show was quite popular... Don't tell me the kids at your school don't know we go out."
Courtney sighed, resting her forehead on his chest. "I guess they do," she murmured. "You're never there, though, and nobody really talks about us..."
"That is true..." Duncan murmured. "Well, you're never here, either, but... Well, the kids here never talked about us until the other day... 'Ooh, are you going to take Courtney to the prom?' or 'Do you and Courtney still go out? I bet you two don't.' I know half the kids here are 'friends' with me on Facebook, so I know they've seen pictures of us together..."
Courtney giggled at his mild outburst. "It's okay," she muttered. "So, what do you want to do after this?"
"I'm hungry," he said. "I could use some real food. What about you? What do you want to do?"
"Going out sounds fine," she muttered before letting out a yawn.
He smiled, kissing the top of her head. "Tired?"
"Just a little bit. What are you hungry for?"
After a moment's silence, he responded, "Breakfast sounds good..."
"Mm, pancakes..."
"Nah, French toast or waffles..."
"If we go out for breakfast, I'm getting pancakes."
"And I'm getting eggs with whatever the hell I order, okay?"
"I don't care what you get..." she groaned, burying her head in his chest.
"You know, I bet Ma's willing to cook us up some food... Or, at least for me, if you're not too hungry..."
"This is your night," Courtney said, looking up at him. "We'll do whatever you want."
"Let's just order some takeout," he immediately said. "I just remembered Ma and Pa may be working tonight. Um... Oh, then we can go to my house and just hang out there." He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Honestly, I'd rather be there than here, anyway."
"Prom isn't all that fun," she softly agreed.
"Did you go last year?" When she shook her head, he asked, "Why?"
"I had nobody to go with..." She looked up at him and shrugged. "I would have invited you, but..."
"We weren't exactly talking all too much then." He shrugged before adding, "I didn't go, either. Not because I had no one to go with... I've never been interested in prom."
"Yet you're going to two this year?"
"Ma suggested I go to at least one of my own, and you invited me to yours, so..." He shrugged once more. "It's all good, though. You're fun to be around." He chuckled when she pinched his arm. "They have to do all this Senior-y stuff, so we'll wait until that's finished, and we'll abandon this sinking ship, 'kay?"
She giggled, shaking her head. "Sounds like a plan."
After the few slow dance songs were played, the two of them exited the dance floor. They sat down near the back of the room. They sat there for a few minutes, talking about anything that popped in their minds. They sat there, holding hands the entire time. Each of their touches was almost intoxicating to the other. While Courtney was one to give her friends and family hugs, it felt different hugging and holding onto Duncan; in a way, his touch was more special than others. Duncan wasn't one to really touch anyone in any kind of way. He rarely gave anyone any kind of hug; he was much more of a high-five-ing person. It was different with Courtney, because he could hold her all day long.
"Do your parents ever patrol the school?" Courtney suddenly asked.
"They have... two or three times," Duncan said. "Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just thinking about how they're police officers... Didn't you once say everyone in your family is a police officer?"
He chuckled. "I think I did, back for the show. I exaggerated a bit there. Obviously Nonna isn't a police officer, but Nonno was... Um... Obviously, my younger cousins aren't, but some definitely want to be..." He shrugged, leaning back in his chair. "It's good and bad to know all the police officers both here in town and some other places. The ones here in Hamilton and Toronto, and I think some other towns, know about all my crimes, so if they see me... Yeah, they'll say 'hello' and such, but they'll keep that extra eye on me, y'know? The ones I know in Italy don't know of any of that... Well, they think I got into some petty fights. They don't know about all the trips to juvie and that one visit to jail..."
"Is your bruise finally healing?" she asked. She wrapped her arm around his torso and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Yeah, thank God," he muttered, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "Thank you for taking me to the hospital the other day, by the way."
"You're welcome."
"Will all Seniors now come to the stage for the annual Senior Walk..."
"'Senior Walk'?" Courtney asked, smirking at her boyfriend.
Duncan rolled his eyes. "We just walk on the stage... Obviously it's for Seniors..."
"You better get up there," she said, patting his back. He chuckled and quickly stood up and walked over to the stage. She watched him, smiling in amusement. She knew they didn't have this thing at her school, and she had never heard of it before, so she was excited to see all what happened. She soon realized it was literally just a walk for seniors - everyone clapped and cheered as the seniors walked across the stage. She expected Duncan to get the same adequate amount of claps and cheers as most people, but she was wrong. Duncan got a huge amount of cheers. She rolled her eyes, already knowing the cheering would give his ego an even bigger boost. She smiled when their eyes locked, and laughed when she realized he was enjoying the attention.
She couldn't help but beam at her boyfriend as he walked over to her after the walk was over. He raised an eyebrow and said, "What are you so happy about?"
"I'm just proud of you, that's all."
He looked down and smiled. He suddenly felt shy, almost uncomfortable. It wasn't too common for anyone to say that to him, and even rarer for him to say that to anyone. He had heard that phrase from his Ma a few times, especially over the past year. His Nonna liked to say that to him every once in a while, but she said that to everyone. His friends and some of his cousins had said that to him, only as an accomplishment because of being able to date Courtney as long as they had been. He looked up and saw that Courtney was genuinely smiling at him. "Thanks," he softly said, smiling at her.
"You ready to abandon this sinking ship?" she teased, giggling as she held out her hand to him.
He laughed and grabbed her hand. "Way to steal my phrase, babe."
"So..."
Courtney tiredly looked up at her boyfriend as he stroked her hair. "Yeah?" she whispered.
"Thanks for coming with me tonight."
She smiled, her eyes slowly blinking in tiredness. "You're very welcome."
"And, um... Thanks for being here for me, y'know... Especially when I went to jail..."
She turned onto her side and sat up slightly. "You don't need to thank me for that," she quietly said. "It's..." She grabbed onto his hand. She shut her eyes and took a few deep breaths. "I love you too much to watch you crash and burn. Not that you were doing that, but..." She shrugged, opening her eyes. "It seems like I'm one of the few people that's really looking out for you, Duncan."
"Same with you," he muttered. "With the whole..." He pursed his lips, trying to figure out how to phrase himself correctly. "It seems like we're one of the few people in each of our lives looking out for each other."
"We need each other," she softly said. "You need me to keep you out of trouble... for the most part..."
"You need me to keep you from going clinically insane..."
She rolled her eyes, smirking. "That is true," she muttered. She then yawned; she used her hand to cover her mouth as she let out a big yawn. She then fell back against his pillows and muttered, "Goodnight, Duncan..."
He smiled and laid his head down. He wrapped his arm around her waist lightly and quietly said, "Goodnight, Courtney. I love you."
Just as he thought she had fallen asleep and didn't hear him, she surprised him by whispering, "I love you, too."
A/N: Not exactly my longest chapter, but still sweet nonetheless. I find it funny, and strange, how I can plan way ahead for my stories, yet I can't seem to conjure up ideas for a current timeline! I wanted to write about Duncan's prom, but I'm not too sure anymore... I wanted to write about that next and then write about their graduation's, but I'm thinking of skipping to the graduations. What do you all think? What should I do? Also, thank you for the reviews! Keep them coming! And remember to read and review the sequel as well!