Head Down

Chapter 38

A/N: AHHHH oh my gosh. I have to tell you guys, this was the hardest chapter ever to write. I'm so sorry for the wait and hope y'all can forgive me for that and the sadness here. Plus, grammar mistakes galore. just saying.

One last chappy after this! *tear*. Anywho tell me what you guys think?! Luv yuh bunches of blueberries.

Also, CourtneyAndrews4 finally has a Wattpad! yay! For those of you haven't read my bio, she's the inspiration for Katie. So barrage her with questions, if you please. You can find her profile in the people I'm Following, she doesn't have any books YET. This chapter is dedicated to her.

Lots of skipping around today, but once again I think it fits the mood of the chapter.

COMMENT? 'Kay? I don't need Votes or Follows, just want to know what you guys want for the resolution, because I have the ending set in my mind and......lets just say I REALLY don't want to be shot by one of you *HINT HINT*.

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KATIE'S POV

I wake up just as I fell asleep, cradled against Nate's chest. His arms under my head and encircling my back, legs entertained with mine, his green eyes lighter than I've ever seen them. Never in my life have I ever been so relaxed, I've been dead tired, struck unconscious, warm, as of now even safe, but never just so....released. My muscles are liquid inside my skin, a flimsy jello encasing the bones that have held me upright all these years. But now I have this wonderful boy as my scaffold.

Flashes of last night flow in and out of my mind, turning my cheeks pink in waves. God that was amazing.

"Hey," he whispers, so many whispers, bushing his nose against mine.

I sigh in response, melting into his deliciously bare chest and closing my eyes. It's weird, I would've thought that letting myself go would be terrifying -at least. That allowing someone to know me in the most intimate way possible would have been a disturbing experience. But it wasn't at all, only...freeing. Easy. Like everything was finally in it's place.

Maybe that's just Nate though.

NATE'S POV

She's smiling. Not her usual breathtaking grin either, but the special smile I've only seen a handful of times. Small and utterly perfect. Just like her.

God, she was perfect. Last night -tonight still, I guess- was perfect. I still can't believe that happened, it was so sudden and out of the blue and yet still right. I'd originally planned that to happen with careful planning, questions, confirmations...special. Not by accident. But honestly, I think this was better. It was the most natural thing in the world and glorious in all of its spontaneity. Katie was worth every single moment I'd waited. Her tiny, tiny body is currently tucked snugly to mine and I don't intend to let her go for the foreseeable future. I just want to lay here, feel her skin against mine, soak in the fact that she is RIGHT here. And that I have the rest of my life to learn everything about her, inside and out. The rest of our lives to make her happy.

"Why are you smiling?" I ask her, my voice sounding loud in the warm tent of blankets over our heads.

"What do you mean?" she asks, incredibly tired. Part of me is proud I've tired her out so, but the rest of me wishes she would sleep.

"You just look happy," I explain, grinning myself down at the girl burying her head in my chest.

"You wonder why?" she asks.

"Always."

Then, "Because everything....lined up."

"What do you mean?" I ask eagerly. This is the first time she's openly explained that smile to me.