Chapter 4:
Miguel stood there in the backyard, as he absorbed what had just taken place between
us. The kiss had surprised him, but what grabbed his attention more was the way I had run off
after having seen his reaction. He made his way inside the house.
"Kay!" Miguel said loudly, banging on my bedroom door. He had followed me upstairs
a few minutes after I had run off.
I was still crying and I refused to let him see me like that. Grabbing a tissue, I wiped
away the tears before I let him in.
"We need to talk," he said maturely.
I nodded. I sat on my bed, while he grabbed the chair from my desk and sat down.
"That was quite a surprise back there," he began to say. "I never expected it, Kay.
But you always seem to amaze me, so I shouldn't have been surprised."
I barely made eye contact with him. I listened to his words intently, but wouldn't look
at him.
"Kay look at me," he ordered. "You haven't said anything yet. Talk to me. Like you
used to."
His words just made me cry harder. 'Like you used to.' I could tell he still wanted to be
a friend to me. But I also knew that he wanted nothing more.
"I love you," I mumbled again. I didn't know what else to say.
"Kay, you know I'm with Cha -" he said, exasperated.
"I know," I interrupted before he could finish.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly. I could tell he was uncomfortable.
"For what?" I asked. I sort of knew what the answer was, but I wanted to make sure.
Miguel didn't reply. He seemed lost in thought, like he himself did not even know what
he was sorry for.
"For not loving me?" I blurted out, the sobs escaping my lips.
"Yes, Kay," he said a few moments later. "I'm so sorry." He leaned over and wrapped
me up in a big hug.
I let him hug me back, even though he was the reason why I needed the consolation in
the first place.
We broke away from the hug as I grabbed another tissue and went to my window,
staring outside.
Miguel sat there on my desk chair, not knowing what to say or do. He watched me
intently.
A few minutes later, I turned back to him. "Miguel, I've loved you even before Charity
came into your life. I..." I couldn't continue since a new set of tears flowed down my face.
"Oh, Kay, I'm so sorry," Miguel said, affectionately, getting up and walking over to
where I was sitting on the seat bench by the window. He sat down next to me and took his
hand in mine. "If only I could make you forget about me. Please, Kay. We were only meant to
be friends. That's how we started and that's how we'll end. I love you, Kay, but not in that
way. I'm so sorry." He wiped the tears from my eyes and rained kisses all over my face,
except for the lips (he wouldn't go there) as he tried to make me feel better.
I put my hand up to stop him. If he continued, I would be tempted (more than I already
was) to kiss him hungrily on the mouth. He looked deeply into my eyes, and I could tell he was
hurting to see me upset like this.
"Miguel, kiss me. Just once. The last time. Just to..." Before I could continue,
Miguel's face inched closer to mine, closing the distance between us. As soon as his lips
covered mine, I forgot why I had been upset before. It was as if I was in complete ecstasy,
right there in my room, kissing the man I loved. It was a perfect kiss. One that I wouldn't
forget. One that I would be satisfied with having experienced for the rest of my life, even if I
was never kissed again.
Miguel and I broke away from our wonderful kiss. I couldn't tell what I was feeling
exactly. Maybe closure? That this kiss would suffice for the life I would not end up having
with Miguel? Maybe. Whatever it was, I knew I would remember it for forever.
Miguel stroked my arm and gave me his best smile before walking out of the room. He
probably made his way back to Charity, but it didn't matter. I had just shared a very
memorable liplock with him, one that was going to be remembered for the rest of my life. And
maybe that was enough for me to be happy with.
{a/n: ok, ok, so not all kaguel fans will be happy with this chapter. but it's not over. to anyone who read my other fic "lose control", i want to tell u that its not going to be the same as that. the next chapter is for kaguel and savy fans (indirectly)-- it'll make sense when u read it. oh and one more thing, anyone who loves kaguel please read my fic "Passions Song Fics". Its a collection of song fics for the characters/couples. each chapter is different. if u like kaguel read chp. 4. i love that story and i want feedback on it. so please r/r that.}
Miguel stood there in the backyard, as he absorbed what had just taken place between
us. The kiss had surprised him, but what grabbed his attention more was the way I had run off
after having seen his reaction. He made his way inside the house.
"Kay!" Miguel said loudly, banging on my bedroom door. He had followed me upstairs
a few minutes after I had run off.
I was still crying and I refused to let him see me like that. Grabbing a tissue, I wiped
away the tears before I let him in.
"We need to talk," he said maturely.
I nodded. I sat on my bed, while he grabbed the chair from my desk and sat down.
"That was quite a surprise back there," he began to say. "I never expected it, Kay.
But you always seem to amaze me, so I shouldn't have been surprised."
I barely made eye contact with him. I listened to his words intently, but wouldn't look
at him.
"Kay look at me," he ordered. "You haven't said anything yet. Talk to me. Like you
used to."
His words just made me cry harder. 'Like you used to.' I could tell he still wanted to be
a friend to me. But I also knew that he wanted nothing more.
"I love you," I mumbled again. I didn't know what else to say.
"Kay, you know I'm with Cha -" he said, exasperated.
"I know," I interrupted before he could finish.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly. I could tell he was uncomfortable.
"For what?" I asked. I sort of knew what the answer was, but I wanted to make sure.
Miguel didn't reply. He seemed lost in thought, like he himself did not even know what
he was sorry for.
"For not loving me?" I blurted out, the sobs escaping my lips.
"Yes, Kay," he said a few moments later. "I'm so sorry." He leaned over and wrapped
me up in a big hug.
I let him hug me back, even though he was the reason why I needed the consolation in
the first place.
We broke away from the hug as I grabbed another tissue and went to my window,
staring outside.
Miguel sat there on my desk chair, not knowing what to say or do. He watched me
intently.
A few minutes later, I turned back to him. "Miguel, I've loved you even before Charity
came into your life. I..." I couldn't continue since a new set of tears flowed down my face.
"Oh, Kay, I'm so sorry," Miguel said, affectionately, getting up and walking over to
where I was sitting on the seat bench by the window. He sat down next to me and took his
hand in mine. "If only I could make you forget about me. Please, Kay. We were only meant to
be friends. That's how we started and that's how we'll end. I love you, Kay, but not in that
way. I'm so sorry." He wiped the tears from my eyes and rained kisses all over my face,
except for the lips (he wouldn't go there) as he tried to make me feel better.
I put my hand up to stop him. If he continued, I would be tempted (more than I already
was) to kiss him hungrily on the mouth. He looked deeply into my eyes, and I could tell he was
hurting to see me upset like this.
"Miguel, kiss me. Just once. The last time. Just to..." Before I could continue,
Miguel's face inched closer to mine, closing the distance between us. As soon as his lips
covered mine, I forgot why I had been upset before. It was as if I was in complete ecstasy,
right there in my room, kissing the man I loved. It was a perfect kiss. One that I wouldn't
forget. One that I would be satisfied with having experienced for the rest of my life, even if I
was never kissed again.
Miguel and I broke away from our wonderful kiss. I couldn't tell what I was feeling
exactly. Maybe closure? That this kiss would suffice for the life I would not end up having
with Miguel? Maybe. Whatever it was, I knew I would remember it for forever.
Miguel stroked my arm and gave me his best smile before walking out of the room. He
probably made his way back to Charity, but it didn't matter. I had just shared a very
memorable liplock with him, one that was going to be remembered for the rest of my life. And
maybe that was enough for me to be happy with.
{a/n: ok, ok, so not all kaguel fans will be happy with this chapter. but it's not over. to anyone who read my other fic "lose control", i want to tell u that its not going to be the same as that. the next chapter is for kaguel and savy fans (indirectly)-- it'll make sense when u read it. oh and one more thing, anyone who loves kaguel please read my fic "Passions Song Fics". Its a collection of song fics for the characters/couples. each chapter is different. if u like kaguel read chp. 4. i love that story and i want feedback on it. so please r/r that.}