"A+" I tell Duncan proudly, "D-" he says proudly, "Four to one" I smile. He rolls his eyes, "How about... who's more dominant in bed" I grab the guitar from Trent and ram it between Duncan's legs. I give it back to him and walk away.
Duncan's P.O.V
As I get up from my knees, I notice Trent smiling as Courtney walks away with Gwen. I start getting really jealous, "Hey, Courtney's mine" I stab Trent with my finger, "Relax bro. I have all eyes on Gwen" Cody then smirks at me, "Court will never get you back" he spits, "Really?" I ask stepping forward, "Duncan!" I run to where I hear Bridgette's voice. She then slaps me, "What the hell?" "What did you do to Courtney? She just started to cry and you know she isn't the cry type" I start getting worried. Courtney isn't the type to cry at... just about anything, she's only been prideful, angry, and happy. She's not the sensitive type of person, hell, she hates crying period. "Where is she?" "In the unisex bathroom" I run to the unisex bathroom that's upstairs. I hear whimpers coming from the door, "Court?" "W-What?" She asks, "Can I-" "No! Go away!" I open the door and see Courtney. My Courtney. Red puffy eyes, at such a weak state, "What's wrong?" "Non of your business!" "Court..." I wipe tears from her eyes, "What's wrong?" "I'm leaving the school" she admits.
Courtney's P.O.V
"But... you can't just leave" he says, "It's not my choice" I say, "I'm not eighteen yet" Duncan looks so heartbroken, "You can't leave! I can't have someone I love more than anything just leave me!" He yells. We both look at each other, "Did you-" "NO" His face turns bright red, "You love me?" He mumbles something, "What?" I ask, "I love you so much" I smile and gently bring his face to mine, god I missed the taste of him, like.. peppermint in a way. I pull away and a pout comes across his face, but then a smile, "I love you princess" "I wanna be with you again" I confess. Duncan kisses my forehead, "When you turn eighteen, you're a legal adult, then you could decide if you wanna stay" "At 12 tonight, you could rip the paper." The bell rings, "Come on, let's go to my house" He drags me out of the bathroom and to my locker. I grab my bag and let Duncan drag me to his car, "I brought my car" I lie, I went with Bridgette. Duncan, knows when I lie, "You went with Malibu." We drive to his house, "I still have the tattoo we got" I confess, "Same" We go to his house and he takes me to his own apartment, for a nineteen almost twenty year old DUNCAN, he's clean as hell! "Wait... I have something" He basically runs to his room. I hear a buzzing, "Dunkie... if you are doing what I think you're doing-" He comes with tattoo supplies. Before I know it, I'm on the carpeted floor, getting ready for a tattoo, "Ready?" He asks. I nod and look away from my forearm; The needle jabs my skin, "Stop moving" Duncan says irritated, "It hurts" I complain. He rolls his eyes and focuses on my arm, "You alright?" He asks, "Yeah, it's not hurting anymore" After two hours, he stops. Then he wraps my wrist with cloth gently, "Give me your other wrist" I groan before switching wrists. I get used to the feeling of the needle, it just feels like a bee sting being dragged across your arm. After an hour, he finishes my second tattoo. "Done" I unwrap my first tattoo that's on my right wrist.
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I smile and give him a quick kiss before unwrapping my second tattoo that's on my left wrist.
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"I don't get it" I say. Duncan smiles and puts up his right wrist
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"Aw" I hug Duncan, "I did it yesterday" he smiles. ______________________________________
"Court! It's 11:59" I quickly put on my heels. I grab Duncan's arm and we practically run to my car. I drive to my old house and bang on the door. My older brother Carlos groans, "What?" "I'm eighteen, I don't have to move" "But-" "I'm a legal adult" "Fine, now go back, you have school at wawanakwa high" I smile and wrap my arms around Duncan's neck.
A.N: sorry for this maybe cringy one shot. See ya!
