Chapter 8: Forgiveness

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*Niall’s POV*

I sat on the couch drowning my sorrows in beer and leftovers while I watched TV.  I wasn’t really paying attention to the TV though, I didn’t even know what was on; I think it was some sort of infomercial.  Greg sauntered in from the kitchen and saw me.

“Why are you watching an infomercial for hair removal cream?” he asked as he plopped down on the couch next to me.

“Huh? Oh I wasn’t really paying attention, here you can watch whatever” I said as I threw the remote to him.

“Are you feeling ok? Where’s Kat? She’ll make you better”

“Dunno. We had a fight. She walked out and no one knows where she went.”

“I’m sure if you put your little pity party on pause for a second you’d be able to figure out where she went.”

“Well I figured she went to Harry and Emily’s hotel room but by the time I got there she had already left.”

“Well where would she go around here?” he asked.

“I don’t know.” I replied with attitude.

“Well where did she go when she was ten?”

“Huh?”

“When you were ten, her parents were fighting and she ran away, when they realized she was gone everyone went looking for her but no one could find her and you’re the one that found her. Wherever that was maybe she went there again.”

“Greg I could kiss you right now!”

“Please don’t.”

I dashed out the door and didn’t even bother to grab my keys, I just ran as fast as I could to where I thought she might be.  God I hoped she would be there.  After about a 5 minute run I came across the lake everyone would go to in the summer. I followed the waterfront past the beach and over to the rocks that Kat was fascinated with when we were kids.  When we were really little we would swim in the lake and when she got tired of swimming she would lay out on a particularly big rock and pretend she was a mermaid.  Sure enough there she was sitting on the rocks, close enough to the water to be sprayed by the mist but far enough to not get soaked.

“Room for two?” I asked sheepishly as I approached her.

“Only if one isn’t a giant ass.” She replied clearly still upset with me.

“I figured I could find you here. It’s where you come to think.”

“The water calms me. Clears my mind.”

“Well I’m calm now and I realize that I had no right to demand anything from you and I’m willing to listen to whatever you have to say and I don’t even expect you to tell me what you won’t tell me because it is your life and I trust you to tell me things that I need to know and you don’t have to tell me anything else, especially if it doesn’t concern me and I’m really really sorry for flipping out earlier, I had no right.”

“It’s fine. But can you work on not being so possessive? It just really gets me.”

“I will do my best.”

“But like if we go out and some creepy guy won’t leave me alone then you can totally be as possessive as you want.” She laughed.

“Haha. OK.”

“I applied for a theatre studies program at the London Study Centre. That’s what I wouldn’t tell you.”

“Babe why not that’s exciting!” I said as I wrapped an arm around her.

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