Love Lies {A Dramatic Gwuncan Love Story}

Chapter Eight: Unexpectedly

Tuesday, January 28th
4:00 P.M. Los Angeles, California

Duncan's POV
        I was sitting on Gwen's couch, Courtney and I were the only ones in the house, but we weren't talking to each other. The wedding started at 6:00 tomorrow. We had to be at the rehearsal tonight, even though the two of us weren't apart of the wedding. I watched Courtney walk out of the room and completely ignore me, as she walked out to our car. We got in a huge fight Sunday night after she saw Gwen and I hug and now she wants to call our wedding off.

        She literally came out of nowhere with this and she's been getting on my nerves so much, I might as well break off the engagement at the point. I understand that might sound extreme, but if you saw the way she was acting, you would be thinking about doing the same. I sat down in the car and started driving, the silence was getting on my nerves so I turned radio on. Courtney immediately turned it off the second I put my hand on the wheel.

"What the hell Courtney?" I asked and she looked at me.

"Tell me you aren't in love with her." Courtney said and I groaned.

She's been saying this nonstop for the past three days. She doesn't anything else...it doesn't matter how many times I say no, she'll just get mad and stop talking. I drove to the beach where the rehearsal was happening and saw everything was getting set up. Courtney got out of the car and walked over to Zoey and I rolled my eyes. I stood there as I waited for something to happen.

Wednesday, January 28th
5:45 P.M. Los Angeles, California

Duncan's POV
       Last night I stayed up with Gwen while she did work. We stayed up till like 3 A.M. just talking and hanging out. When Courtney found out....well, that was her "last straw" and uh...broke off our engagement. I'm not even kidding. She sent an email out to the wedding planners and everyone who was invited telling them that we broke up. Of course all of this went down at 4 A.M. this morning after Gwen fell asleep.

Anyways I was sitting at a table with my family, waiting for the wedding to start. Everyone was aware of the break up, which is probably why they were so quiet. I glanced up from my phone and saw how many celebrities were actually here and I was kind of shocked. Soon 6:00 came upon us and watched as the Bridgette walked down the isle.

     
        After the whole wedding ceremony, I leaned back and sighed. My mother put her hand on my shoulder and I glanced over at her. I tried talking to Courtney, I tried to get through this....but she just wouldn't listen. The two os us were completely done with each other. Soon the wedding reception started and I got up to get some food, but ended up looking out at the ocean as the sun was setting.

   "Hey..." someone said from behind me.

        I glanced back and Gwen was standing there. She had two wind glasses in her hands and I looked at her, then back out at the beach. She handed me a wine glass and I took it. I drank the whole think in on pour and glanced at Gwen.

"Your mom told me about you and Courtney." She said and I shrugged.

"It's whatever" I said and Gwen took a sip of her wine. "Should you be drinking?" I asked and she glanced up at me.

"I'm fine Duncan, we're worried about you right now not me." Gwen said and I laughed a bit.

I just sighed looked out at the sky. Gwen finished her drink and then put it down. Seconds later she kicked her heels off and picked them up. She then took my hand started walking.

"Come on, let me take you somewhere." She said pulling me towards the sand.

I didn't say anything, I just followed behind her as she ran through the sand towards a car. There was driver inside and we got in the back of the car. Gwen told him her address and we were off. I sat in silence as Gwen talked to the driver about something. Soon we arrived at her house and we both walked inside, where I noticed more wine and saw fresh popcorn made, which I guess one of her assistants made. The first thing I did was change and then walked into the kitchen.