Chapter Fourteen

Will walked in to their local pub, taking a seat at the bar. "Whiskey, thanks." He ordered.

The barmaid grabbed a glass pouring a small amount in to it, setting it down in front of Will. "What's the matter with you? You don't usually start coming in here until after the sun actually comes down."

"I'm fine, I just need a drink." Will replied, god did he need a drink it wasn't everyday that someone told him that they loved him. He honestly didn't know what he was supposed to do now. Usually he had an idea of what would have been appropriate to do. But all the rules had been thrown away at the minute.

"You and your friends have been coming in here and I've been serving you lot for long enough to know that none of you ever come in for a drink before ten at night especially not whiskey."

"Well, today's not exactly normal."

"What's the matter then?"

"Catilyn…She just…She said something and I'm not quiet sure how to react."

"Well, I'm not a mind reader."

"She said, she loves me."

"Well, it's about time."

"You knew?"

"Sweetheart, Anyone with a bit of empathy and intuition can tell how that girl feels if they look hard enough."

"It's really that obvious? Then why didn't I see it?"

"Because, when it comes to Catilyn unfortunately you don't look deep enough."

"Maybe I should start."

"Yeah, you probably should. What happened with Catilyn anyway?"

"She told me and…I came here."

"You just walked away from her? Will I hate to be hard on you but someone needs to be. You left that poor girl without saying anything because you couldn't handle it? If you don't return her feelings, fine. You can't help that but for goodness sake don't leave her there to cry to herself wondering if she's completely lost you."

"How do you know?" Will asked.

"James Howard, My best friend. I feel in love with him when I was 16, I told him and he didn't feel the same."

"And now?"

"I was bridesmaid at his wedding last year."

"Really?"

"Yeah, we're as close as ever. I was just glad I hadn't lost him. Do what you need to, but for god's sake don't make her wait."

Will knocked back what remained of his whiskey, getting up from his seat. "Thanks Emma."

"Anytime." She shrugged.

Will walked back to the house, letting himself in he walked up stairs, knocking on Catilyn's bedroom door.

Catilyn sighed as she heard the knock on the door, she'd told John Paul and Craig that she would be okay, she just needed a bit of alone time. She went to her bedroom door, peaking as she started pulling open the door. "Guys I told you I'm…" Catilyn trailed off staring. "Will" She spoke, almost whispering.

"Look Will I'm sorry I just..."

Will stepped forward pulling Catilyn to him. "Shut up." He told her, with a smile before slamming his lips to hers.

To Be Continued

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