Okay so this is a One-Shot of AU Kataang memories going along with the song Last Kiss by Taylor Swift. Starting as a One-Shot, maybe it will become a book of before/after the One-Shot if you request. Sort of sad…that's your warning. Please review, giving advice, commenting, or even just saying hi. I love to hear your cyber-voices speak to me! Katara's POV! Love you all!

I do not own ATLA or the song Last Kiss by Taylor Swift.

I still remember the look on your face lit through the darkness at 1:58.

The words that you whispered, for just us to know,

You told me you loved me, so why did you go…

Away.

Away….

I remember Aang and I that morning. It was 1:52 when he dropped me off at my house…I kind of was a little late home from Suki's party. Okay, almost two hours late. Aang and I sat on my porch for a few minutes, silent. I looked at him and smiled. "Thank you," I mumbled.

He walked over to me and I stood up. I got on my tip-toes and kissed him. He didn't break apart, and we just stood there like that for a minute. I broke the kiss, and looked down at my watch. 1:58. I sighed.

"I love you," he said, with a look of sadness on his face.

"I love you too, good night, Aang." I say, ignoring the look on his face. He nods and heads off. I haven't seen him to this day, four years later. I'm now a senior in college; I last saw him senior year of high school. I wipe away tears at the memory. If he loved me…why'd he leave? Did he ever love me….?

I do recall now, the smell of the rain.

Fresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane.

That July 9th, the beat of your heart it jumps through your shirt I can still feel your arms.

Now I'll go sit on the floor wearin' your clothes.

All that I know is I don't know how to be somethin' you miss….

Never thought we'd have a last kiss.

Never imagined we'd end like this.

Your name forever the name on my lips.

I think of a happier memory from before:

I was exiting the plane that brought me from Myrtle Beach back to Seattle; my family was visiting my cousins. Aang was waiting right there, in the pouring rain…for me. I dropped my bags and ran to him. He picked me up bridal style and spun around with me still in his arms.

I began to laugh. He silenced me with a kiss. My parents had seen the whole thing, as well as my brother. My mother started crying at the picture; it was like we were in one of her Lifetime Movie Network movies. Sokka looked grossed out and my father rolled his eyes.

Now, here I am. Pathetic little Katara in her little one bedroom apartment right off campus. I still have one of Aang's favorite night-shirts. I wear it every night to bed. I accidentally wore it to class once. I wonder if he knows I still love him, and that I always will…

I do remember the swing of your step.

The life of the party; you're showing off again!

And I roll my eyes and then you pull me in,

I'm not much for dancin' but for you I did.

My mind races back to what happened at Suki's party.

I was watching Aang show off to some guys…I forget how, but it was amusing. Suki knew all the right music to play at just the right time. As soon as we walked away from the guys, we sat on the couch in her living room, alone in there; everyone was in the basement.

The music was loud enough to hear even with the door closed. It came on to my favorite slow song, which is country. It's called Enchanted, and it's by Taylor Swift. Aang stood up, and grabbed my hand gently. I smiled and rolled my eyes. I got up, and we danced along.

Now…it hurts to remember that stuff…

Because I love your handshake meetin' my father.

I love how you walk with your hands in your pocket.

How you kiss me when I was in the middle of sayin' somethin'.

There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions.

And I'll go sit on the floor wearin' your clothes.

All that I know is I don't know how to be somethin' you miss…

Never thought we'd have a last kiss.

Never imagined we'd end like this.

Your name forever the name on my lips.

I remember when he met my father when he was a freshman in high school and I was a sophomore; how nervous he was. I also remember how he would cut me off while I was talking…but the way he did it, I didn't mind.

So now, here I am, sitting on the floor in my hallway, thinking of you, Aang. Why did you leave and never even call. If you wanted to rip my heart out, you could've at least told me to my face! (A/N Mai moment, there!)

So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep.

And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe.

And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are…

Hope it's nice where you are.

And I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day,

And something reminds you, you wish you had stayed.

You can plan for a change in weather and town, but I never planned on you changin' your mind.

I bring out my phone. Toph is, last I heard, with Aang in Coventry, England for the end of the school year. Apparently they went to college there this semester. Right now, in their time, it would be ten in the morning, on a Saturday. I dial her number.

Ring, ring, rin-"Hello?" she asks.

"Toph, its Katara."

"KAT! Oh my God, it's been way to long since we've seen each other, what's up?" Toph asks, excited.

I sigh. "How's Aang?"

She's silent for a moment. "You mean he still hasn't called you?" she asks quietly.

I say no quietly. "He hasn't talked to me in four years."

She sighs louder than I did. "He's fine. Hey, I have to go; Aang needs my help with something. I-*sigh*I'll talk to you later. Sorry Kat, see you in a semester."

The line goes dead. Tears run down my cheek freely again. I look over to the coffee table. My-and Aang's, seeing as he was my date-senior (and junior) prom picture was there. Me and Aang. Aang and I. Happy…

So I'll go sit on the floor wearin' your clothes.

All that I know is I don't know how to be somethin' you miss…

Never thought we'd have a last kiss.

Never imagined we'd end like this.

Your name forever the name on my lips…

Just like our last kiss.

Forever the name on my lips.

Forever the name on my lips.

Just like our last…

I hear a knock on my door. I slowly walk to it, wipe my eyes, and open the door. For a second, I thought I saw him. But no, it was just my brother visiting again. He's been worried about me lately, I couldn't blame him.

"Hey Sokka," I say in a monotone voice, like Mai's.

"Katara…you need to get over this. It's been over four years." He sighs.

"I'm sorry…I just…can't. I've known him all my life! I was there the day he was born! Well, I was only a bit older than him, so I can't remember it that well…but that's not the point!"

Sokka shakes his head then sits down next to me. I look at him, and begin to cry again. I lean against my big brother, and he wraps his arms around me in an attempt to make me feel better. I know I have my brother to rely on.

Aang, wherever you may be in England, whatever you're doing…remember that I love you.

Please review! If you want me to turn this into a story, I will. I'll leave it on In-Progress until you guys decide or I do. Please suggest ways for my writing to be better! I know, I'm not the best grammacist (that's what I call a grammar-whiz), but I try. Anthing like Lifetime Movie Network or Enchanted by Taylor Swift that i mentioned, I do not own that either!