Still Unexpected

Chapter Fifteen

Katrina's P.O.V

When PJ had stopped the hug I felt tears in my eyes suddenly and I didn't want to let go, so I carried on hugging him. We held each other for a good few minutes.

 "Please..." he had whispered, I had no idea what he meant.

When we stopped we talked about how all this came about and what it was all about. PJ said that apparently she'd been trying to get in contact with him for a few months but had no success, she even commented on the odd video in hopes her name would catch his eye, but it didn't. Eventually she bumped into a mutual friend who gave her his details and she'd been texting him for a few days about her situation and although he tried to say he really couldn't - in the end he gave in and went to see her. He then felt really bad about not telling me that he thought he should carry on with the secret, hoping it might go away. But this Natasha was manipulative and forceful about her situation that PJ couldn't let it alone. She kept him late that one night when she brought up that he should get back together with her which led to an argument. She stormed off to bed. It was too late for him to go back so he slept on her sofa. She pushed the discussion this morning and PJ was confused as to what to do. Apparently, although still with an argumentative streak she had become a more caring woman, who wanted the best for her child. I could see in PJ's eyes that he was drawn back to her, and although he wanted to get back with me he knows our relationship hasn't been going anywhere. He wishes it never came up, and especially when focus should be on Dan and Phil.

Tears had stung in my eyes because I knew that he was going to be gone from me in a blink.

Daisy came back unannounced and he explained the simplistics of the situation. I knew Daisy was being a good friend but I didn't want her to fight my battles and although craving a bit of alone time to think, I let her coerce me into watching Doctor Who.

The last episode's credits began to roll and I yawn, followed by Daisy. I'm glad to get some sleep.

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I wake up, I'm feeling refreshed and ready to let the day roll on. Hopefully I won't have to face the PJ situation today, I'm tired of hearing about it.

After a long relaxing shower, I slide into a blue dress and make my way to fix up some breakfast. I feel like strawberries. Literally, I'm covered in tiny green seeds. Only joking. But we don't have any in so I settle for a bowl of the "Special K: red berries" instead.

I get bored of the taste halfway through, Daisy emerges from her room. By her non-sleepiness I assume she's been up a while. She runs a hand through her hair before making a drink.

 "How are you feeling?" she asks.

 "I'm good, and you?"

 "Yeah," she nods.

She fixes herself breakfast and we chat about the wedding. She hasn't bought a dress yet, if she's wearing one.

 After volunteering, I go downstairs to collect our mail, sadly no news of weddings will be there to greet me. Just as bunch of bills and local take away menus.

I skim through them as I slowly turn, absolutely nothing of interest.

 "Morning, missy."

I jump slightly, not hearing anyone else here with me or expecting someone to show up. I take my eyes of the mail and see Fionn standing standing in front of me. I smile brightly, it's always wonderful to see him.

 "I thought you were busy reigning over Yorkshire?" I ask.

 "Ah, well, the king had to come back to his palace. Not to mention it's my birthday. Told you I'd be back," he replies, winking at me.

I almost forgot.

 "You just wanted a present, be honest," I tease.

 "You got me, " he holds his hands up. "I made plans to meet up with some friends later today, anyway."

I nod, "So when shall I drop by your gift? It's nothing big."

 "Come anytime, but not now because I still need to eat breakfast," he laughs.

I tell him okay. I wonder if Daisy wants to deliver her card with me. I don't even know our plan for today, we hadn't discussed that.

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Daisy asks me if I want to go to the shops with her to pick up some things but I tell her no as I don't want to miss Fionn, he can't head out yet. I refresh my Tumblr dash and scroll down, just before I see that Daisy has been reblogging gifs of Chris. I want to laugh because it's so weird that they're dating, how she was such fans of these boys and now they're apart of our lives. It's so strange yet we don't give it a second thought. We've come a long way from our little trip to Comic Con.

I give the clock on my laptop a quick glance and decide I'd drop by to Fionn now, I hope he hasn't been alone this birthday so far. I know he went to spend it with his family but it wasn't over his actual birth date.

I close my laptop and head downstairs, I knock on his door. I bet he's gone out already...

Nothing.

Nothing.

 "Katrina, hello." He's opened the door.

I go inside, it's quiet. I hold up the present and wait for him to shut the door and come over. I smile nervously, he's not going to like it. I hand it to him and lean on the back of the sofa. He's not going to like it, he's not going to like it, oh God what am I thinking?

He carefully unwraps it, he's one of those people who likes to save wrapping paper I see...oh no, he's ripped it. Fionn laughs gently and looks up to me.

 "Thank you." He takes it out of the wrapper completely to show it to me, even though I bought it.

 "You're welcome..."

 "We'll have to watch that together," he nods. "A gift you can share."

I smile and give him the card, which he reads and laughs at because it's one of those ones that have puns on the front.

He sticks it on his table, by the DVD and wrapping paper.

 "Can I get you a drink?"

 "No, I'm alright," I say. "Anyway, I thought you were going out soon?"

 "Ah, right you are."

Fionn looks at me and scratches the back of his neck, going into the kitchen anyway. He comes back out and looks at me.

 "Um. Well, thank you for the gifts." He steps closer to me with arm out stretched, he's giving me a hand shake?

He stops.

 "You're welcome," I say again.

Then he smiles at me and brings a hand to push some hair from my face, I can't help but blush. He cups my face in his hands and suddenly he's kissing me. My heart is thudding in my chest and I kiss him back, bringing my arms around his neck.

I.

An image of PJ flashes in my mind and I try and find a way to stop, but the thing is, I don't want to. I slowly pull away and he leans his head into the crook of my neck.

 "I'm so sorry," he whispers. "I shouldn't have..."

He steps away from me and I tell him it's okay but he says I should probably go so I do.

I'm not telling anyone about this.