Love is war ~ styles

Chapter 13

Kate's POV

My eyes hooked on this beautiful blonde. It was like I was replaying the first time I have ever seen him before. "Oh my god" I whisper to myself.

I guess I thought he would be miserable or something. I just wasn't expecting him to be so perfect. He was better than ever. I was happy for him.

"Kate" He stood, smile and all.

"Niall" I restricted myself from saying 'Babe' like we usually say.

"Please, sit" He motioned for me to sit beside him.

Since it was just coffee, I just wore the same I had been wearing, I can tell that he did the same.

"So how are you? now?" He added his words together slowly, leaning forward, resting his forearm on the table.

"Uhm- Fine. Great actually" He stares at me intently. "What about you? You must be excited for the tour in a couple days"

"Yeah, Yeah I'm great. It's kind of nerve racking you know?" His smiled never faded.

Of course I don't know what hes talking about. I've been been on tour, forced to sing in front of millions of people.

I nodded my head, pretending to relate.

"I'm sorry that was stupid. I'm just really nervous I'm going to mess up everything again" His arms collapse onto his lap, and body shifts towards me. His hands gently grab mine. The sense of his cold hands send a shiver up my spine. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry in person. I'm sorry for being so stupid. I wasn't thinking. I would never, ever hurt you in anyway possible-" His speech begins to attract stares.

"Too late" I quietly whisper so only us can hear.

He licks his lips before going on. "I'm just sorry, Kate'' He ignores what I say. His stares were real, I could see tears starting in his eyes.

That's when I realize that he actually cares. I've spent so long mopeing about how i've been hurt, when I just make these things happen. It was my fault. I could have had this cute relationship that i've always wanted if I wasn't so stupid.

The warmth of my hand caress his cheek. "Babe" I say so apologeticly. "I'm sorry. I should be the one apologizing. Not you. I'm so sorry" I finally say. And it felt right.

Maybe this is going to be the fairytale ending. Maybe I will be that princess, and he shall be my prince.

I stare at his tempting lips. He notices. Our lips fit like that perfect puzzle piece. I missed this. I missed us. He pulls back. I looked in his deep blue eyes.

In the corner of my eyes I spot something odd.

And just when I thought nothing could ruin this moment...