We meet again.

Chapter 8

After that "joy-ride" of hell given by Duncan, we finally reached his place.

Huge, gray, modern apartments. Color scheme of gray and white stones on top of each other showed the exterior of the building.

Finally, he slowed down before we went over the speed bump. I sighed in relief that I wasn't going to see the gates of heaven today, but overall, I had fun.

I definitely am not gonna let him know that.

Duncan parks in an empty space near no other car, which surprises me. Due to Duncan's lack of responsibility and care of others property. Or maybe he did it for another cause.

I guess we'll never know.

I waited till he turned off the car and opened his door to exit, when we bumped into each other near the apartment door. But this time, we didn't play dumb.

"Hey sweetheart! Are you half blind? Or you can't resist colliding your body with mine."

My eyes widened and I was thinking if he had actually said that. I looked back at him and I could see he was shocked too.

"Oh shit, I ain't mean it like that."

Laughter came out of my mouth, and it was loud.

Then he started laughing.

We were both laughing.

Just like old times.

It felt magical.

I then looked up, finishing off laughing, catching someone looking outside their window. And they did not look happy.

I reacted fast and grabbed Duncan's hand, opened the door, and asked him what floor he was on.

"Are you trying to take me to my house?"

"Shut up and tell me what floor."

"Three."

We both enter the elevator, which you can see the outside from, and I press three..

The elevator was awfully slow, not to mention, I have a huge fear of elevators. Like, if it breaks mid-ride? Or what if it falls down?

My legs started to tremble, along with my arms. I gulped and stared straight out the door. I didn't want to spend another second in this prison.

I felt Duncan's teal eyes looking at me. I gulped once again. I knew he knew I was nervous as fuck even though I tired not to show it.

Suddenly, I felt his hand grab onto mine. Automatically, everything stopped.

"Scared?"

I nodded slightly. My lips starting to shake.

I saw his smirk fade away. He looked genuinely concerned, but he didn't say anything.

Is it bad I wanted him to?

Duncan's POV:

God damn duncan what the fuck are you doing?

The girls clearly in fear, maybe you're holding her hand but can't you reassure her or something?
You acted like a pussy, you promised nothing would happen to her!

And nothing is gonna happen to her. I swore on my life.

But the way Courtney was looking, it looked like she didn't trust that.

I held her hand tighter, not like, romantically or anything. Just to help her calm down.

A small smile appeared on her face. My heart skipped a beat.

Duncan. No.

She's only spending like 6 hours at your house, and she'll be sleeping.

No feelings.

After this, you'll probably never see again.

Which is good.

Right?

Courtneys POV:

Once the elevator door finally opened, I rushed out like it was gonna drop, not realizing i was still holding Duncan's hand, dragging it along with me.

Even when I noticed, I didn't let go. I couldn't.

I felt safe.

A/N- GUYS ItS LIKE ALMOST 10 IMA UPLOAD TMR LYY