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CPOV

I ran ... Again.

Right after the kiss we shared, when my head finally caught up with my heart. I panicked. This time it was me. I felt like I shut the door on him, wait correction, I did shut the door on his face. More specifically a bathroom door. Now I know how he felt. It was all just a sudden rush. An overwhelming flow of emotions that I've never experienced before. All I know is that I needed to get away from him and think about what I'm going to do with my job and about what my feelings for him really is.

Is it because the ambiance was there that I felt that I was falling for him? That happens right? You're at a wedding and suddenly your falling in love with a groomsman. I must be crazy.

So here I am, in the ladies room, where I pathetically locked myself in. Thankfully its a single stall bathroom so no one could walk in.

He knocked twice. His soft voice tenderly asking if I was ok. After a few minutes he finally gave up, told me that if I needed anything to come talk to him.

What do I say at this point? Sorry I like you but I'm freaking terrified of this situation. I'll figure this out but definitely not in this bathroom.

I took several deep breaths in order to calm my self down.

Ok .. Ok .. I can do this. Whoo.

Thankfully Tess and Heather aren't on me tonight so I didn't have to worry about them. Thank you Jt and Matthew for the distraction.

With one more deep breath, I slowly turned the lock and peeked my head out from the bathroom door. When I saw that no one was around, I straightened out my dress and took one last glance at the mirror.

Ugh. I looked horrible.

As I step out of the door,

"I was hoping you weren't staying in there all night."

I shrieked and literary jumped out of my skin.

What the ...

I look down and there Vincent is in all his splendor. He had now loosened his tie and draped it over one side of his collar. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone. His hair is messy, like he's been running his fingers through them all night. He is leaned back on the wall with his legs outstretched in front of him. He didn't look up, which I'm thankful for because I don't think I can look him in the eye right now.

"I'm sorry Vincent, I just ... "

"No. Not tonight," he stood up and cupped my cheek and I couldn't help but lean into his hand."Please look at me."I looked into his eyes and he smiled. "There you are. I missed you. Are you staying here tonight?"

I opened my mouth, but no words came out, so I nodded my head yes.

"We will talk tomorrow, its been a long day. Can I walk you to your room?"

"I'd like that."

With that he reached for my hand and intertwined it with his as we headed to the elevator.

As the door opened, we both walked in and I was thankful that there wasn't anyone in it.

By some divine miracle, the world wanted us to be alone.

"What floor?"

"13th"

He smirked. " me too, room number?"

"1304"

"1306" We were right across from each other.

We looked at one another with a surprised look on each of our faces. Then suddenly its like something clicked.

"Tess!" We both say in unison and couldn't help but laugh. Tess had been adamant that she was the one hat was going to book my room and was very persistent that I didn't make any last minute changes to the reservation. Now I know why. Im still conflicted on whether to thank her or hurt her right now.

"Wow. Its funny that we didn't run into each other last night" i m still laughing that my sides hurt.

We finally calmed down as the elevator stops at our floor. As he walk me up to my door, I feel his grip on my hand tighten like he didn't want to let go. I know the feeling, because I felt it to.

I decided to end the silence because I'm the one who is unsure between what it is between us. I needed space, to think, Or so I tell myself that.

"Well this is me." I pointed to the door.

He let go of my hand and gave me a tight yet gentle hug.

"It was nice to see you again, Catherine."

"Yup" I nodded as I slowly tried to back away. "You too Vincent."

I reached in my clutch and I grabbed my room key. I unlocked the door and as soon as he let go of my hand I felt an emptiness in me.

I turned to face him, and he sighed as the lost of contact between us.

"Goodnight Vincent."

He nooded . "Goodnight Catherine."

I gave him one last smile and I closed my door.

It was then that all my emotions got ahold of me and I started to cry, Sobbing really. I dont really even know why. Probably the fact that I denied myself what I really started to feel about him. And how nice and caring he was towards me. I didn't have the energy to go any further so I just backed myself on the door and slid down to the floor. I didn't realize how loud I was until I heard a soft knock on my door.

I held my breathe hoping the silence would make whoever was on the other side leave.

"Catherine, are you ok?"

Of course it was him. Hard to admit, but he was my knight in shining armor.

I grabbed a tissue by the desk close to the door and wiped off my tears.

I opened the door but not enough to let him in.

"Hey, yeah I'm ok ... Just like you said, its been a long day."

"Yeah." I notice him run his fingers in his hair, in what seem like frustration.

I stepped out of my room, and I reached for his face. I cupped the right side of his cheek and I felt him stiffen to my touch. I quickly pulled back my hand.

"I'm sorry."

"No!" He ran his fingers though his hair again almost pulling on them.

"Listen, I need to get this out ... And please don't feel like you have to say anything, just ..."

He blew out a breath, and looked me in my eyes.

" I can't speak for anyone else but for myself but .. see, you get this "feeling" and I don't know how to explain it... But I know it only comes along once or twice in a lifetime if we're lucky. For me its twice, right now and the first time was that day that we spent together. What im sure of is that I don't want to lose you again. I know it might be hard to take in but I atleast wanted you to know. If you tell me I'm alone in this ... I'll move on and I won't bother you again. But if you feel the same, all I ask is that we find out what "this" is and see where it can go."

I gasped.