*Niall's POV*

I hung up the phone and stared at it for a little while. Kitty hadn't said what she wanted to talk about but she hadn't sounded very enthusiastic. My guess was she didn't really want to talk. I made my back to the guys who were all waiting for me in the living room.

"How'd it go?" Louis asked when I gave him back his phone

"I'm not sure" I said genuinely confused.

"What did she say?" Harry asked

"That she wanted to talk…"

Kitty hadn't really said much besides that. She had sounded strange over the phone but then again she had been acting strange most of yesterday too. We set our meeting for a few days from now so we could talk. Hopefully that would clear up whatever was worrying her. It was worrying me too. Kitty wasn't the type to take things so seriously but she had been over the phone.

I worried and kept worrying until the day came that I meet her. The lads had to remind me several times to calm down. But it wasn't that easy. I had decided to go alone to talk to Kitty. Harry and Zayn had wanted to hide out in the car in case I needed anything but I was sure they just wanted to pretend to be spies. It did sound like fun but I told them no. She had wanted to have a talk, just the two of us. Alone…

When my driver stopped in front of Kitty's house she was waiting with the door open and a distant look on her face. She snapped back when she heard the car door slam and I rushed inside before anyone could see us. She closed the door and turned back to me.

She was wearing some baggy gray sweats, an oversized Guns N' Roses t-shirt and mismatched socks. Her hair was in a very messy bun at the top of her head with several strands coming down, out of place. It was so messy and so lazy that her mum would have flipped to see her like this in front of guests. And yet she looked beautiful. I loved how even with something that was nowhere near fitted she was breathtaking.

"Hey" she said with a small and slightly nervous looking smile

"Hi…"

"Umm, do you want something to eat?"

"Yeah, I'd love to"

We went into her kitchen and she served us some of her left overs. They were delicious of course. Since Jenna used to be a chef she knew how to cook well and had passed on her skills to Kitty. I had always loved going to visit their house as the place always smelled of something wonderful. She fed us desert too. I take it she was trying to stall from whatever she had called me here for. If it were to have been something simple she would've just said it over the phone. She was doing a good job of distracting me though; I was too busy eating to say anything. But I was still worried for her and she was scaring me.

Once we finished she asked me to wait in the living room while she cleaned up the table. I did. I went to the living room and sat on her couch. My mind began to wonder and I stared at my feet until she walked into the room. I had spaced out. She was rubbing off on me.

"Done?" I asked her

"Yeah" she sighed and sat next to me. She sat farther than I would've liked and it made me a little sad. We were quiet. Neither of us had anything to say I guess. She was reluctant to tell me what she wanted to tell me and I had no idea of what to tell her. Finally she gave a big sigh. "I'm sorry"

"Sorry for what?"

"I wanted to tell you… I wanted to say – But I can't – I just – Ugh!" She put her face in her hands sounding exhausted. I scoot closer to her, careful not to get too close.

"Are you okay, Kitty?"

"No… Not yet at least." She looked up at me. Her face was tired and she had a sad look in her eyes. I didn't like seeing her like this. I scooted even closer to her and and put my arm around her. She went a little stiff at first but relaxed and rested her head on my shoulder. I put my head on hers.

"What's wrong?"

"I wanted to tell you something" she said, not going on.

"What?"

"Not now…" She hugged me around my waist. She was so close I could hear both our hearts beating. They were almost in sync. Both were beating fast and loud but probably for different reasons. It was my turn to sigh. We heard a phone ring and Kitty reached for it, leaving my grasp.

"Darn it, Lexi!" she exclaimed under her breath. She had gotten a text from her. I smiled as she pursed her lips and typed quickly to reply.

"What did she do now?" She looked up again and smiled a little

"She just reminded me that I have to tell you something"

"If you don't want to we can talk some other day…" I said holding my arms out hoping she would go back to where she had been. She smiled again and rested her head on my shoulder but didn't hug me. I could wait. And as long as I got to be with her like this I didn't care how long I had to wait. I didn't like seeing her worried or sad I just wanted to hold her in my arms and never let her go. Unfortunately she had other plans. She sat up fast and faced me, moving farther away on the couch.

"No, no, I should get this out now or I never will… I need to talk to you about us and… and our relationship." She went quiet at the last word

"Okay…" I said and went quiet too. Could she… could she possibly like me too? I held my breath hoping that was the reason she had called me. That maybe, finally, I would get to be with Kitty as I have wanted to be for so many years.

"Alright… What I wanted to say…." She sighed. But before she could go on the door rang.

"I'll be right back" she said looking a tad relieved and walked towards the door. I sat quietly as her footsteps made their way across the ground; her socks swished against the hardwood floors. I took a second to look around the room. This place reminded me of their home back in Mullingar. I smiled

I heard the door open and a guy's voice speaking to her. My smile faded. Quickly, I looked over to see Kitty leaning against the threshold blocking my sight. But I didn't need to see the figure outside to know who it was, I recognized the voice. That voice that I had learned to hate. It was annoyingly endearing to her just as it had always been. It sickened me

"Hi, Kitty" he said and I caught a hint of his smile as he leaned towards her.

"Cody?"