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Previously…

"No Katara I don't see. What do you want to tell me?" I squinted more leaning in slowly. Another pause on her side of the camera. The next words shocked me.

"I-I love you Aang."

And with that the call hung up.

~Aang POV~

She- she loves me? All of a sudden my brain flashed backed. The park, kindergarten, the sandbox, the play dates even Sokka's teasing. My hands went up to my head as I knelt down and violently clutched it. The walls got blurry and the mural of the arrow seemed to be turning around. I felt nauseous and slumped down against my bed. Then, all of a sudden it stopped. As if it never happened. The nausea just flew away like a bird. The pounding ache in my head vanished. I thought I was absolutely crazy. I was having five second headaches and nausea. Maybe I needed to tell Gyatso. No. Doing that would mean having to reveal everything to him and that just couldn't happen. I sat down and drank a glass of water. I took deep breathes and calmed down. Confusion had settled itself in my brain and overtaken my thoughts. The quickly abandoned biology homework sat astray on my desk. I sat on my bed with my head between my knees my hands resting on top. I shook my head continually. All that was running in my head was the conversation that we had not even ten minutes ago. The three words she said seemed as if they were on replay. I heard them again and again. Way too many times to be able to count. I was stuck in my own world. I shook vigorously deciding if I should tell Gyatso or not.

~Katara POV~

The call went dead and all that was running through my head was excitement, love, shock and determination. I was living in the moment spinning around my room. The dark and light blue wall swirled into one big blue with specks of white from the furniture. Then I stopped feeling giddy and dizzy. I just had to tell somebody. Then, I remembered Aang's reaction. It was just a cold, stone, completely emotionless face. His grey eyes that are usually filed with laughter were then dull as a slate. The sudden realization popped into my mind and I figured out that he probably wasn't jumping around in his room. He was shocked. And confused. I suddenly felt like I had shattered his heart. I dove back to my desk and grabbed my Itouch off its dock. I quickly typed in the passcode, my heart racing. I told Siri to call Aang and for once she listened. As it rang in my hollow room I suddenly felt more alone than ever. This wasn't true though. My dad was downstairs watching his cop shows and I could hear the police sirens. Sokka was next door playing video games with the sound pretty high. Banishing the thoughts from my mind I called Aang again and again. Almost twenty times. Finally around the twenty-fifth time he picked up. His face was cold as stone and his grey eyes were darker than the night sky. He sat there motionless for two minutes and did nothing. Just stare at me with motionless eyes. Then nodded his head twice and hung up. But before he did I saw tears of frustration start to leak out from the corners of his cloudy eyes. Then I realized, it was my heart that felt so empty.