Thank You

36

A/N: Is this another twist or are we sorting things out? ;)

Kirstie doesn't know what to say.
     "I'm disgusting I know, I'm sorry," Avi stands up and walks to the bathroom and looks himself in there.
     Kirstie glances up at the bathroom door, down at her hands then back up before she gets up. "Avi open the door," she leans against the frame, just in case he did open the door, but he doesn't. She sighs, "Please Avi, I'm not disgusted, I even have a couple of statistics for you," she rings her hands as she waits for his reply.
     "I can hear you through the door," he says and she can hear him slide to the floor so she does the same.
     "So did you get it from Aleen then?" She asks.
     "Yeah, I mean at least I think it was her."
     "This the kind of thing usually more avoidable if you stick by the phrase 'no glove, no love'."
     "Yeah except you can catch herpes from just kissing."
     "Yeah I know," she sighs. "Come on this is stupid, talking through the door, come out and talk."
     "You never told me the statistics," he avoids her request.
     "Nope, you're right, I didn't. I mean it's only one statistic really, but it's a good one."
     "How's it good when it's about an STI. One might I add that is never going to go away!"
     "Now while that's true and very unfortunate, it's manageable, it's not going to kill you."
     "Yeah but I want kids one day, no one's gonna have a baby with a guy with herpes, it requires unprotected sex, his head bangs against the bathroom door, frightening Kirstie.
     "The way I see it Avi is that if someone chooses to spend the rest of their life with the same person, and that person they choose has herpes then it's not going to be the end of the world if they catch it too."
     "What's the statistic?" Kirstie can hear the tears in his voice, she just wants to hug him.
     "One in six Americans have herpes."
     "How is that in anyway good?"
     "It makes us feel less alone."
     "Why do you even know that?"
     "Because I looked it up."
     "What? When you thought I had it the first time?" He scoffed.
     "No," she speaks quietly, "When I contracted it."
     Avi is quiet for too long for too long, it makes Kirstie nervous, is this how he felt when she went quiet after he told her?
     "Avi," she whispers right against the door. "Even if the circumstances weren't as they are, I would have had babies with you," a couple of tears roll down her cheeks; she doesn't like the idea of him ignoring her. She lets out a sob then almost immediately hears the click of the lock.
     The door opens carefully in case she's leaning on it. "Please don't cry Kirstie," Avi pulls her into his arms.
     "I can't stop, I thought for a moment there you hated me," she sobs.
     "Why would I hate you?" He squeezes her tighter.
     "Because I didn't tell you sooner and I'm such an asshole that I didn't even think about it when I went to kiss you, that I could have just passed it on like that," she tries to get an arm free to wipe away her tears.
     "I was gonna say it was completely your choice to tell me or not but then yeah, the almost kiss, that's only fair to tell me."
     "I'm sorry," she cries, "I didn't think of it because it's far less contagious, but I'm so, so sorry," tears are streaming down her face.
     "You don't have to be sorry Kirst, I played fast and the loose for so long with protection that I should really have something far worse. But I wouldn't have cared if I caught it from you," he tries to give her a warm smile, but it's hard because she's still crying. "Aww come on Kirst, you know I hate it when you cry," he pretend pouts, lifting her chin so she could see him.
     "You cried first, it's your fault."
     "But I've stopped so you have to too," he smiles more genuinely now.
     "Don't tell me what I have to do," she pouts, but sounds more like the Kirstie he knows, and 100 per cent feels that way about, although to be fair he 100 per cent feels that way about every side of her.
     "Do we need to kiss to make the tears stop?"
      She sniffs and a smile starts to creep onto her face, "I 100 per cent think that'll work." She leant back though, "But first, if you do in fact have herpes, why did you so adamantly deny it to Scott? You were really upset when he thought that you did."
     "Well you just hit the nail on the head didn't you, I was upset because he thought that I did, but I hadn't told him that I did. You can only ever truly believe something about someone if they've told you themselves. It just hurt me that he assumed, it didn't matter that it was the truth," he sighs.
     Kirstie nods, "That makes sense." She smiles again and leans in to press her lips to his in the long awaited passionate kiss.

A/N: Things are certainly looking up :D

So was that too twisty or are you guys liking the direction?

Hannah :)