Love is war ~ styles

Chapter 32

Author's note:

So to make this a lot less confusing and make a lot more sense: The tilted font is a flashback, and the regular font is current time. Also, I am sorry for the lack of posting. I feel like I say that a lot more often now, but every time I read back these chapters, I'm always just not pleased with how they turned out. I can pretty much say that I don't like how this story is turning out. This was not my original story line, it turned out way differently than I had thought, there is not much more I can really add to make the story more interesting, because a lot of people had stopped reading and it is really frustrating. But I will do all I can to make the story more alive and keep going. I have already started on a new fanfiction and I really do like how it has started! I just hope it doesnt turn up in the trash. Anyway, If there is anything I can do to better the story than please let me know in the comments, I don't care if it is something little or big, I would LOVE to receive any type of comment(: (Except hate, of course).

Happy reading

Kate's POV

That whole night I laid in bed thinking, remembering stupid things that we have don't even before we were a couple, and we just had a thing, I guess. I miss it wildly. We were the definition of teenage adolescents.

I remembered the first week of summer, a smile was pasted on my fave, it almost hurt to try and remove it.

I pulled in blanket closer towards my face, the fire was not hot enough to bare the cold LA nights. I was surrounded by a couple of good people with some beers in hand, a massive fire, and a comforting beach ahead of us. It was so hard to focus on one subject, we were all mumbling and reminiscing on the old pass while Niall and I were sitting rather close to each and looking dead in front of each other.

"If you could have anything in the entire world what would it be?" My smirk showing the small indents in the corner of my mouth.

He licked his lips flirtatiously "I think I've already done it all basically, but if I had to say something I would want to settle down and have little Niall's running around" he brought the rim of the beer bottle closer to his mouth. "How about yourself?"

"I would say the same thing" I crossed my legs while saying so.

Even in the dim lighting, with the fire showing barely half his face, I thought he was perfect and beautiful. But I would never stand beside his standards, I was just another girl in his eyes.

Niall moved his legs on the opposite sides on me, resting his arms on his knees. I moved in a little closer, but no one yet noticing. We were both waiting for someone to say something to fill the semi empty void, but we were still enjoying each others company.

"I think you're mad cute" his words made my stomach flop, but in a good way.

"Is that you or the alcohol talking" I sounding vaguely sarcastic, but I was actually curious as to how many drink he has had.

He chuckled so slightly. His laugh was the thing that echoed my mine for another empty void. "I really want to kiss you right now"

And by that time my heart was pounding, getting a little lightheaded, but I tried to play it cool.

"What's stopping you?"

My words caused him to lean his body in closer. I thought he was going towards my mouth but my ear instead. "Do you want to go on a walk?" He pulled back and added a subtle wink.

I nodded.

We walk for so long but we could still see the huge fire still lit. Niall rested he hands in his jean pockets. He offered me his black varsity jacket before we started walk, it rested on my shoulders whilst I crossed my arms trying to keep warm. We talked about basically everything, there was no subject untouched. He suddenly stopped in a clear area and turned to me.

"This entire night I found it really hard not to kiss you" he looked at the ground beneath us.

"What's stopping you?" I asked again.

I should have known at the time but I was so clueless.

"I can't exactly say but someone by the fire would be very mad if I did" his smile turned to a frown.

"But he's not you"

He took a little step closer, the gap between us was closed. I didn't know if it was Niall or the beer making these choices, but I didn't question it, he had half a beer.

His hands slid down my back, bringing me in closer, I cupped his smooth, freshly shaved baby face with my hands.

"I've been waiting to do this for so fucking long Kate"

His forehead rested on mine, our lips shaking. He hesitated. He brushed his lips against mine, but kissed me back right away.

And that was it.

After that one night he didn't even mention it again, not even once. I was disappointed, I always get my hopes u and then get crushed in the end, I can't help but think like that.

A loud ringing intruded my thoughts. Liam. I ran towards my phone with a plastered smile on my face.

"Hey bro" I picked up the phone not a second ring later.

"Hey little one, How are ya?" His voice was mushed with cars passing and people talking.

"I'm great, where are you now?" I fall onto the couch, collecting myself and sitting cross legged, draping the navy blanket over my botttom half.

"I am in times square at the moment, it is quite busy, but the rest of the boys are here" I tried to ignore the seless information.

"Sweet"

"Hey Kate?" I could hear he stopped mid tracks. He took the silence as a response. "Can you please talk to Harry or Niall or something, they are both super depressing and sitting around and be lame. I want to ask but I couldn't find the correct time"

I shut my eyes longer. ''Li, you know I tried"

"So try again" He quickly said abruptly.

"Fine, whatever, I guess so"

After that I hung up. Not a thought about what I said or what I had promised to do. But I always kept my promises no matter how big.