Chapter Thirteen: Let's dream
Nat's gaze was blank as I let the tears itching to pour from my dry eyes erupted. Then, he literally slid down the hand railing, and stopped in front of me, taking out my ear buds slowly. He heard the song and smirked. I know he'd get kick out of it but I was so helpless at the moment, I just collapsed into him.
Now his gaze was completely shocked. I just sobbed. Slowly, and robotically he wrapped his arms around me, and held me gently. "Kat, what the hell?" he muttered with a quizzical stare.
"You were right, Nat. You were right. Everything you said. The sidewalk, the whole thing with Him taking your words, you were right about it all. I shouldn't have gone for Dayton. I shouldn't have fallen for his stupid blond hair and love for video games!" I bawled.
Nat bit his lip, and pulled my chin up to look at him. "Kat, shh… Just take a deep breath," he whispered. I stopped making weird noises in my throat and looked at him with watery eyes. "I can't say that I'll make things better," he continued. I nodded. Yeah, no one could really make it better right then, unless he kissed me or something.
"Because I don't really… know what to do," he whispered. "I wanted to be your friend. I still do. You do know we can be friends right? We don't have to have this stupid love hate relationship like it seems we're having." I gave a watery snort of laughter. I couldn't have described our 'relationship' better. Well, it could be consider a lame soap opera's idea of a Buffy/Spike relationship from Buffy the vampire Slayer without the gross fan fiction.
"Nat, I really feel bad for all that I've done to you," I whispered. "I'm really sorry."
"I probably deserved some of it," he chortled. "Like… um… the first slap. Yeah. Not the punch though." He shook his head, and let go of me. I looked at the ground slowly for a moment, not sure what to do or say.
Nat solved that for me. "Maybe we could be… more…" I gazed up at him, an eyebrow raised. Shaking my head, I stepped forward and kissed him lightly.
"You want to be more?" I asked lightly.
"Nope," Nat said, crossing his arms. His eyes and voice told me he was kidding. "You kiss terribly, not to mention ruin a moment by pulling away too soon."
We laughed together and walked inside the building, talking about trying out for Rent together one day.
We could dream couldn't we?
Author's note: This, I am coughhappycough to say is the final chapter. Yes, this is how it ends. Thank you for all of your reviews and please, if someone would give me an over all story review, that'd be helpful. I'll be posting more of Melancholy now, and I am starting to write a story... However, it's not a soild idea.