We gotta run, Tarun

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previously...

It all happened so fast, that it takes me three minutes to take in.

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DUNCAN POV:

Oh, shit.

Shit, shit shit, shit.

I can hear around two or three, or even four police cars following me. They're making threats to me with these loud-ass fancy speakers, but I can't hear a single threat they're throwing at me. The only things I can hear is my brain telling me to get the hell out, the ringing in my ears, Courtney,  and  the sirens taunting my demise. But I won't do that. I'm too far gone now. There's no time to go back.

 I can hear princess cursing me with everything she's got. 

Oh, well. At least she's so close to me (and not  because she's physically abusing me this time).

COURTNEY POV:

Oh.

My.

God.

This is the most terrifying, exhilarating, crazy, stupid thing I've ever done in my life. I've never been chased by the police. I've never gotten a fine. I've never went to jail. But I guess I will now. I might as well go to a tattoo shop and tatto my whole body, pierce myself everywhere, shave off all my hair and become buffer than Tom Stoltman. I mean, after the current events, there's no way  I'll end up the same person.

Oh, god. I can hear my heart in my head, and I feel as if I'm going to explode.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Why did I even trust this immature neanderthal-looking seventeen year old? 

I shout at Duncan to stop, to slow down, to apologise to the cop, to give in, but he didn't. I mean, I should of expected it. To be honest, why did I ever  think that would work? He's a stubborn monkey.


As I'm cursing him out in every single way I can, I come to the realisation that I am very, veery close to him, and practically squishing onto him; clinging for dear life. 

My face flushes, a warm rush of colour now decorating my freckled face.

Wait, am I seriously blushing over him?

DUNCAN TARUN?

Oh, god. What have I become? What has this ma-delinquent done  to me?

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HELLO MY CHILDREN HOPE U LIKE THE LONGER VER OF THIS ILY U ALL <3


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