NEXT DOOR: courtney and duncan; a love story.

chapter five

It's been exactly one week since I made the deal with Duncan- and it's been two days since my parents pleaded for my forgiveness- bearing gifts they brought from Paris.

As much as it was hard for me (it seriously bruised my pride) I 'forgave' them so Duncan and I's plan will work.

Today he's coming over and debuting his introduction as my 'boyfriend'.

I'm too excited about the look on their faces.

Am I diabolical?

Probably.

But is this the most scheming-plotting-evil fun I've had?

Yes.

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The door bell rings and I rush to answer it since my mum and dad are in the living room.
"Hello." Duncan smirks as I grab his arm and practically drag him up the stairs.

Now that we've reached my room, we go over our plan once more.

And then twice.

And then three times- just in case.

"Okay, show time." I inhale as I consciously pat my black skirt. I catch him looking but I just brush it off. He's gotta get into character regardless.

"Be as sloppy as you can be. " I suggest. "So basically- just be yourself." I add.

Before he can retort, we're already down the stairs and my parents are facing us, with raised eyebrows and judging looks.

"Mom, dad." I inhale as I squeeze his cold hand. "This is my boyfriend, Duncan." I sweetly smile at him and try not to crack up laughing.

This is ridiculous.
But it's sure working.

My parents obviously exchange worried looks as I pretend to be oblivious of their judgement.
"Hi, I'm Duncan." he grins as he extends his hand.

My dad grabs Duncan's hand to shake it, but Duncan pulls him in for a hug. My dad's face is priceless and I almost snicker.

"Okay, now bye!" I smile as I tug Duncan's hand and bring him upstairs.
I collapse onto my made bed.
"We did it!" I smile, adrenaline rushing through my bones.
"That felt... good." I smile. "Who knew revenge was so fun?"

"I did." he grins as he sits next to me.
"So, what's next?"
"You tell me, you're the expert." I shrug.
"I was thinking; formal dinner." Duncan says as he gestures his hands towards the ceiling.

"And then what?"
"Then we just be disgustingly sweet and kind to each other. And also- we make out the entire time."

I raise an eyebrow.
"Make out?! Another attempt to get in pants? I mean come on! Just get over yourself. I'm not doing it you-you absolute ogre! I'm not stupid and I'm ending this deal if I have to lay my hands on your disgustingly un-sanitised ones more than once and-"
"Do you want this to be believable or not?"
I sigh. He's right.
"Fine. But don't overdo it." I glare at him.

"I'll set it up. Does Saturday sound good?" I ask as he nods yes.
My phone buzzes. "Can you get that?" I groan.
"As you wish, Princess." he hands me the phone but quickly pulls it back.
"Hey!" I shout.

"Who's Scott-two-white-hearts?" he wiggles his eyebrows. I feel my cheeks grow hotter.
"No one!" I yell as I reach for my phone but he's too tall and he's waving it in the air to where I can't reach.

"He says 'Hi Courtney! I hope this isn't too forward' -wow this guy's a nerd" he snickers as I roll my eyes and attempt to take my phone back again.

"'Are you free today? We haven't hung out all summer and well, I miss you. Bye, from Scott' why did he sign out with his name?! His contact name is right there." Duncan rolls his eyes but I jump from my bed and successfully retrieve my phone from his hand and make a perfect landing.

I quickly text a response. 'You should come over. I'm free now!'
"Okay, well he's coming over so- leave." I smile as I push him out the door.
"Um- excuse me? I blew off my plans for this. I'm staying. And possibly eating some food." he smirks.

"Plus, I wanna see this Scott guy. He seemed weird as fuck." he laughs.
"Shut up." I groan as he walks back into my room.

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My parents are gone. Off to another business trip. "We can't catch a break." they frown, pretending they feel bad as they leave me.

At least I'm not alone.
I hear a faint knock on the door and I rush to answer it.
I open the door to see my favourite ginger haired guy.
"Scott!" I smile and hug him immediately.
"So that's Scott." Duncan scoffs as I look over my shoulder and roll my eyes at him.

"Don't mind him." I glare at Duncan as I grab Scott's hand and lead him upstairs.

"I'm gonna go get food. Just um- make yourself comfortable." I smile at him.

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duncan's pov
I lay on Courtney's bed. It's annoyingly clean. Disgustingly clean. I don't take off my red converse to piss her off.

"So, Courtney told me." Scott says, scratching his neck.
"Told you what?" I raise my pierced eyebrow.
"About your little deal." he mutters.

"Yeah. Pretty cool, huh?" I smirk.
Messing with this guy's oughta be fun.
"We get to make out just for show." I laugh.
"Have you ever made out with Courtney?" I smile and glare at him.

He huffs and takes two steps closer to me.
And what he does next was definitely unexpected.

He grabs my shirt and pulls me up.
"If you land one hand on her- I-I swear to God!" he shouts quietly.
"I was kidding." I laugh because this dude is surprisingly stronger than I thought.

"Well, I'm not." he glares at me and lets go, letting me fall onto the carpeted floor.
"Don't pull any shit. I'm serious."
"Ouch. My bad, Carrot-Cakes." I put my hands up in surrender as I walk out of her bedroom.

"What did you do?" Courtney growls as I pass her in the hallway.
"Nothin'." I roll my eyes.

This guy's a prick.

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this chapter sucks guys i'm sorry 💔
but the next one is coming soonnnnnnnn
TWILY IS TAKING SOSO LONG IM SO SORRU 😔
anyways byebye