The Duncney Fanclub
But they're just friends, right? In fact, rumor has it, they hate each other!
Duncan was tired. His eye lids were glued shut as he casually leaned his head against the wall of the dressing room. Late nights were nothing for him, early morning were like venturing to another planet.
Heather had told him- as she soaked his bed with ice water- about the last minute interview she'd managed to get him. It was a press job, keeping everyone happy with Duncan's scandals. She'd told him exactly what to do and what to say when on the show, all of which Duncan was not going to remember.
He'd never had much luck with interviews. It wasn't that he was bad at them, it was that people had a way of twisting his words to fill in the gossip.
Duncan was dreading it.
He tried to cast his mind back to the night before, a small smile playing on his lips at the thought of Courtney screaming at him on the highway, going way over the speed limit. He did it for the adrenaline, but the look on Courtney's face was priceless.
"This is ridiculous," she snapped at him, her hands gripping the bottom of the passenger seat. "I don't want to die with you behind the wheel." Duncan simply laughed, pressing his foot down further. He could hear Courtney whimpering, her knuckles turning white.
"Cheer up, Princess." She scowled at him. "I'll have you know it only took her three attempts to get my license, and I've only ever crashed twice-"
"WHAT?!"
"Kidding, kidding!" He joked, laughing lightly. Courtney reached over and punched his shoulder.
"Duncan, wake up!" Heather hissed in his ear. He jolted backwards, stumbling over his own feet. His back hit the wall which helped steady him. Duncan glared at his publicist, who was matching the look. "You're on set in five for the live taping so you better pull it together, or so help me God this will be the end of you!"
Duncan continued to glare at Heather. It wasn't the first time she'd used the threat, she was getting as tired of him as he was with her.
The two made their way out of the dressing room and down the interlocked, winding hallways towards Studio 5. The interviewer greeted them, politely shaking Duncan's hand, but he took no note of her name. They both took their respected seats, and Heather was still glaring at Duncan from over the interviewer's shoulder. He knew it was on his head if he messed up (again), but he was at a point in his work-based relationship with Heather that he knew messing up was no big deal. He didn't care, she would yell at him, they would move on until next time.
"Hello, hello, and welcome back to the show!" The interview smiled happily at the camera placed directly in front of her. "You may have already noticed, but I am now joined by Hollywood's very own bad boy, Duncan Evans!" The live audience went crazy, screaming and shouting his name. Duncan smiled back at them, sending a wink at one of the girls the front row. "Yes, yes, we're very excited to have him here," she turned to face Duncan in her seat. "We're very excited to have you here."
"I'm very excited to be here," he lied. He wanted to be back in bed, letting the thumping hangover pass by.
"Now, it's been a while since you were attached to any projects, movies or otherwise."
"Yeah," he replied thoughtfully. "I've been taking a bit of an acting break since Reach finished, and I'm not attached to anything at the moment, but you never know," Duncan shrugged, sending the audience into a wave of anticipated whispers.
Reach was Duncan's big break out. It was a sci-fi Trilogy based on a popular book series that he had never read. The first movie had been so popular, that the next two had been filmed back-to-back, with the press for the final movie finishing around four months previously. Most of the cast had gone straight into other projects, but not Duncan. He had built himself a new reputation throughout the final press tour, and was enjoying the attention too much to stop and focus on working.
"Of course, just because we haven't heard any movie news, doesn't mean you haven't been able to keep out of the public eye." Duncan's smile became more forced. "You've been known for your antics since it was announced you had been cast in Reach, but recently you've had a bit of different news." The interview's face lit up as the elusive picture of Duncan, the mysterious girl and the 'love letter' showed up on the screen behind them.
"Oh, that," he chuckled. "That's Courtney," he told her casually.
"Courtney, huh?"
Duncan was staring at the picture. He hadn't had a good look at it before, with Heather's lecturing and Courtney's blaming, he hadn't had much time to study it. It was a really well placed photo, almost like it was posed. Courtney was leaning into his slightly, both had their hands on one side of the letter. He couldn't see his own face too well, but the bright green Mohawk gave it away. Courtney's face was on display, she had a shy smile on her face, which Duncan's couldn't quite place in his memory of the moment. Either way, anyone who knew Courtney could tell who it was. No wonder she was so angry with him.
"Yeah, Courtney."
"You name-dropped me," she complained later. Duncan was smirking from behind his sunglasses. He was starting to notice the way the seven little freckles across her nose became more apparent when she was angry. "I thought we agreed there was to be no name dropping!"
"Things change," he shrugged it off like it was no big deal. Courtney's freckles flared, which meant she disagreed. "Would you chill, Princess. So they know your name now, they would have found out anyway. Just wait until those pictures from last night get out, that's when you have to start worrying. Duncan could see Courtney cringe.
"I'm not a big drinker," the young girl insisted. Duncan rolled his eyes and gave her the glass anyway.
"Lighten up, Princess. Live a little." Courtney looked down at the glass with disgust, and Duncan couldn't help but smirk in triumph. She didn't ask what it was, but downed it in one. He got her another and another, to the same effect. It wasn't long until she was dancing around the floor, pulling him with her.
Courtney let out a sigh, throwing herself down on the sofa by his feet. "I don't want to talk about that," she grumbled.
They sat in silence for a while, Courtney apparently lost in her thoughts, Duncan scrolling through his Twitter feed. They hadn't turned the television set on today. Duncan didn't want to see interview and Courtney had watched it live. As soon as he'd got home after it, she was already there, waiting at the kitchen table, engrossed in a conversation with his Manager. It was a strange sight to see: Noah not on the phone, Courtney not looking like her head was about to explode.
"So why haven't you started something new since Reach?" Duncan raised his eyebrows at her, dropping his phone onto his lap. "You avoided the question during the interview."
He didn't have a straight answer to give her, or at least one that was Courtney-approved. So he shrugged.
"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I just haven't found the right one yet." It was half-honest, at least. He mostly threw out the scripts Noah gave to him to read over.
Courtney seemed to accept it and was quiet again. It was still an uncomfortable silence between them. They didn't really know each other that well. They weren't all that interested in getting to know each other. Last night seemed like a one-off occasion to Duncan, Courtney was not going to let loose like that again.
A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
I haven't written anything for Halloween...Oh well, just be glad I wrote this XD
I'm in work right now, 3 and a half hours alone in the office and this is the result. I was gonna drag it out a bit longer, but it was all pretty pointless so I kept it shorter.
Hope everyone is having a great Halloween, I do love Halloween...sadly don't get to do much this year :(
Also, just a quick note to let you know updates over the next month may be random and late and not what I said it will be, if I do update at all because NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow so all my writing energy is going on that. Apologies in advance.
Thanks for reading, please review (:
Love, ChloeRhiannonX
