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Katara POV

I had to tell them.

No, I couldn't.

Yes, I could.

I finally knew a fraction of how Zuko felt, constantly battling with himself.

It was horrible, it felt like there was part of you missing. Because you were fighting yourself- you knew you were going to lose.

There was nothing you could do about it.

It was tearing my soul apart.

This was what I wanted.

I wanted this, I wanted to make Zuko fall in love with me and set me free.

To Aang and Sokka.

I succeeded.

I won.

Trust me, a stupid, idiotic excuse for a girl- to fall for the man I was trying to fool.

When in reality- I wasn't fooling anyone.

I only fooled myself.

'Katara...I'm worried about you.' Aang came and sat next to me, the fire was roaring away.

'You won't eat...when you sleep- you moan and you cry. It's like he touched you...he...made a mark on you...It's like you can't forget him.' Aang tried to say in the nicest way he could.

I nodded glumly, if only he knew how much those words were true.

I couldn't forget him.

Not when he made me feel so alive.

So...fiery- it was like the effect he had on me- I had on him.

He made me passionate, he made me strong and feisty.

I made him calm, I made him relax and think things through logically.

We were good together.

We were good for each other.

We were made for one another.

'Katara?' Aang asked,I turned my attention to him- it wasn't fair.

No matter how bad they'd react- it wasn't fair to keep hurting them like this.

They had to know.

I took a deep breath.

'I can't forget him...I can't, Aang.'

'I know.' He squeezed my hand sympathetically.

'I'd kill him if I could..' He gritted his teeth in anger.

I gasped in alarm- did he have any idea how much that would hurt me? Kill me inside?

Of course he didn't. He didn't know yet.

'You don't understand...-'

''- I know, katara. I wish I did. I wish I understood- so that I could be stronger for you. So I could protect you better.' Aang sighed, always making me squirm with guilt.

He was so good.

I didn't deserve him as a friend, I didn't deserve Sokka as a brother- I certainly didn't deserve Zuko- who's heart I'd mercilessly shattered.

'I can't forget him- because I love him!' I cried, my head falling into my lap, from shame and sorrow.

'WHAT?' Aang yelled, leaping up and staring at me as if he didn't recognize me.

'You love him?' He asked in astonishment.

Well done, Genius.

I nodded, deciding a softer approach would be more successful- and less painful.

'I do...He's different...he's warm and vulnerable...he needs me- and I need him...' I looked my friend in the eye.

Aang looked as if he were about to cry, his face had gone pale and white.

His eyes swam with tears, I felt my heart wrench. Different to the way it would with Zuko- but Aang was like my little brother.

I couldn't bear to see him hurt.

'I need you.' He whispered softly before snatching his glider and zooming away.

Dear Spirits- what have I done?