One More Mistake

Chapter 4.

Katherine’s POV:

            I enjoy the kiss for a moment, which may be one moment too long. I jerk back and look into Harry’s green eyes, and he seems almost as confused as I am. All I can think to do is stand up and start to walk away. He grabs my arm.

            “Wait, don’t go! I-I don’t know why I did that, I just—,” I don’t let him finish, because I pull my arm away with more force than I probably intended and walk out of the store.

            And then I just keep going down the sidewalk. I don’t even know where I’m going, I just want to get away from there, from him.

Harry’s POV:

            That wasn’t what I was hoping for. When I realized I just couldn’t help myself, and I kissed her, I was expecting her to smile and kiss me back with a loving look in her eyes, but no, she didn’t look at me like that at all. She looked at me liked she was shocked and confused, and she got up and left. I don’t know what makes me chase after her, but I do. I run down the sidewalk, calling her name, and she finally turns around. When I catch up to her, she crosses her arms and just stands there.

            I stammer for a second, trying to think of what to say. I end up looking like an idiot, just muttering parts of words, and then she leans in just as quickly as I had minutes before and kisses me. Even though I’m taken by surprise, I don’t pull away. Only seconds later does she break away and look up at me nervously.

            “We have a lot of talking to do, don’t we?” she says.

Katherine’s POV:

            Harry nods his head in agreement, and without saying another word, he takes my hand and leads me back to the car.

            “What was that all about?” he asks as soon as we get in.

            “I don’t know, you kissed me first,” I say.

            “Well that…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so forward. I just couldn’t help it I guess. I’ve been trying to tell you about my feelings ever since we met, but you didn’t seem interested, so I had to find out for myself,” he replies.

            “But this doesn’t make any sense. You’re…you! And I don’t fit in,” I say.

            “Katherine, have you ever taken a look in the mirror? You’re beautiful, okay? And maybe if you felt the same way I did, could you just let me know? I’m a little confused.”

            This whole time, I’ve been staring at my feet, too nervous to look up. But now that I have no idea what to say, I look to Harry for help, for some sort of explanation. Instead, he just smiles.

            “Well we have the whole night to talk if you want. Insomnia, remember?” he says.

            These last few words give me confidence. A hope that maybe we’d get things figured out. And then, just as I think I’m fine, I start to break from the inside out. Just the emotional stress of the situation takes its toll on me as I try to fight back the tears. But I can’t, so I just bury my face in my hands and do what I’m used to doing. Crying. But not bawling. It was more of a silent sob. Except this time, I’m not alone in my room. Someone’s beside me, and I can only hope that he’ll understand.

            I feel a hand on my back, rubbing it softly. I look up, tears blurring my vision.

            “Shhh. Hey, I know how you feel. Just please don’t cry,” Harry says in a comforting tone.