Writing that short Appaxaang drabble got me into the Aangst! Mood, so here is songfic about aang's true feeling about Zutara, cuz unluckily for him he isn't a shipper of my fandom lol. The song is You could be happy, by snow patrol

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar or the song "You could be happy"

You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go

Part of me always held on to the possibility that Katara would leave Zuko and love me as much as I loved her. I constantly lied to myself, always thinking that he didn't care and cherish her as much as I would, but every time I saw the smiles and glances I knew it was true even though I didn't want to believe it.

And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played on lips 'till it's madness in my head

When Zuko and his uncle joined group I noticed a change in her, and in Zuko as well. Everyone, except for Sokka, could tell that they liked each other… a lot. Even though it was obvious, deep down I held on to Katara, and I wasn't letting go anytime soon. All of my worst fears came true when I followed Zuko and Katara into the forest one fateful night.

"I should have known you would have followed me." Katara said

"When else would I have gotten you away from your brother and the Avatar?" Zuko whispered seductively, pining Katara to a nearby tree

"You naughty boy!" Katara teased

After that I had seen enough, and early the next morning I confronted Katara about it while the rest of the group was sleeping.

"Why do you and Zuko go off at night, it's not like you're going to spar when you should be asleep." I said angrily

"What do you mean; we uh don't do anything at night except for sleep! What were you doing spying anyways! You, you creep!" Katara yelled, succeeding in waking everyone up.

"What did you say to her!?" Zuko yelled running into the forest after her.

Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur

The next few days were very uncomfortable, Katara wouldn't talk to me no matter how much I apologized. After nearly a week of silence Katara finally started speaking to me again.

"Aang I'm really sorry, but you can't help who you fall in love with. I'm really sorry." She said sadly


Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door

Sometimes I would wonder if I had just let Zuko die at the north pole, maybe Katara would have fallen in love with me. Everything I had done in the short time we had known each other was for her, had she really blind or were the feelings really unrequited? Every moment I would ponder the what if's; what if she never met Zuko, or what if I had tried harder? But it would never change the cold hard truth, and I really wished I could have changed reality.


You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far

Even if she would never love me as more than a brother or friend, I still cared for her deeply. I slowly came to the realization that her happiness was more important than my own. Katara had changed my life and just meeting her had made me the happiest kid on earth.


Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true

Certain days when I saw her smile at me or laugh at my jokes, the one part of my heart dormant for so long would come out only to be broken by the many hugs and kisses Zuko would give her.


Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do

When Katara told me that Zuko had proposed to her and she showed me the beautiful purple necklace he had made, I wanted to ask her if she was really going to be happy as his wife. Would she ever regret it? Of course not I told myself, they're perfect for each other and their marriage is going to me a long and happy one. Why couldn't I be the one who carved that stone?

More than anything I want to see you go
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

When I laid the final deadly blow on Ozai, I was just an empty shell of my former self. I turned my head to see Katara kneeling over a very battered Zuko and a sick part of me was jealous of him, but all of those twisted feelings were subsided when I felt Toph's small hand grab my own.