I'm impatient so here is chapter number two!

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"Oh my god," I whisper.

Standing before me with a shocked look on his face to match mine is Aang. My breath catches in my throat as I eye him up and down. He's much more handsome than I remembered. Nice muscular build, finely chiseled features, and gorgeous grey eyes make him the ideal guy. Our eyes lock and I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. Luckily, Aang speaks instead.

"Katara?"

"Who else?" I say with a shiver.

"Oh crap," he says. "You're probably freezing, come on in."

I nod and he opens the door wider to let me in. As I walk by him, my arm accidentally brushes against his and I feel that same spark I felt all those years ago. Shuddering, I quickly walk into his living room and sit on the couch near the fire. He shuts the door and takes a seat on the couch across from me.

"Can I get you anything to drink?"

"What do you have?"

"Hot chocolate?" He smiles.

I nod with a smile and he walks out of the room. As soon as he's gone I take my time to look around his living room. Dark brown hardwood floors, cozy living room set, and pictures everywhere. All in all it had a very warm feeling about it. I walk up to the mantel and look at the pictures that adorn it. Most of them are of us and all of our friends from our childhood, but a couple were of just the two of us. I laugh softly as I look at a picture of Aang and I at the fair with an angry looking Sokka in the background.

"Sokka was so mad that day." I jump as I realize Aang is standing next to me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's alright." I smile softly as he hands me a cup of hot chocolate. "Thanks."

"No problem." he smiles and turns back to the photos.

I do the same and laugh loudly as I pick up one of the pictures. "I can't believe you still have this picture."

He laughs his soft chuckle. "Come on, you know that was a fun day."

"Sure, perhaps before I was rushed to the emergency room," I scoff.

"I'm sure Sokka didn't know the cake had almonds in it," he says.

I smile. "Fine, minus the allergic reaction, it was a pretty good birthday."

Placing the photo back on the mantel, I moved to sit on the couch. Aang remained by the fire, watching me as the two of us sipped our hot chocolate. An awkward silence falls between us as I look anywhere else, but at him.

"What are you doing here?" He blurts out unexpectedly.

I jump and turn to him. He blushes bright red. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sound so rude."

"No, it's fine," I say. "My car broke down in front of your house on my way to my Dad's place."

"Oh," he says softly. "I didn't know you were coming to town."

"Yeah, I came home for Christmas."

"So that's why your Dad and Sokka have been planning that huge party," he notes.

"I'm guessing so."

After that another awkward silence falls between us and I can't help, but feel sad that things are like this between the two of us. We were best friends once. We were in love once. What happened to us?

"I don't know," Aang whispers.

"Did I really just say that out loud?"

He smiles. "Yep."

I blush bright red and look up at him. Now that I get a good look at him, I realize that he has changed in more ways than in just a physical sense. His whole demeanor seems different. He looks sort or sad and lonely. Did I do that to him? I catch my reflection in the mirror to his left and notice that my expression matches his. I knew that I had missed him terribly, but when did I get this saddened look in my eyes.

The night you left him.

A tear threatens to escape my eye, but I turn my head and wipe it away before he can see it. The tension in the room is thick and unbearable. I turn to him, but my phone rings before I have a chance to say anything. Grabbing my purse from my side, I dig through it and find my phone just in time.

"Hello."

"Where are you Katara?" Asks my very worried father.

"Dad, relax," I say. "I'm fine."

"Good, but that doesn't answer my question," he chides.

"Um," I drag out. "Hold on."

"Where's your bathroom?" I ask Aang, who is still standing by the fire.

He smiles. "Down the hall, last door on your left."

"Thanks." I smile back and walk briskly to the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

"Katara?"

"I'm here Dad," I reply.

"Where is here?" He asks.

"Um," I start awkwardly. "I'm at Aang's house."

With my eyes clenched shut, I wait for him to react, but he doesn't. "Dad?" I say, slowly opening my eyes.

"I'm still here," he says. "Why are you at Aang's?"

"Because my rental car broke down in front of his house and I really didn't feel like freezing to death."

"Oh," he simply says. "Alright then, as long as you're alright."

"Wait," I say. "You're not going to try to talk me into getting back together with him."

"That's your choice, dear," he says softly.

I am shocked silent. Ever since I left four years ago, my Dad and Sokka both have tried everything in their power to get me to come back home and be with Aang, but I wouldn't budge. It's not like I haven't missed Aang these past few years or that I don't want to be with him. The real reason I've been as stubborn as I have is because I'm scared. What if he's moved on? What if he doesn't feel the same? Gah, I feel like I'm back in high school.

I sigh. "Thanks Dad."

"No problem," he says. "I want you to stay there until this blizzard clears up."

"Yes sir," I say teasingly.

We say our goodbyes and I walk back into the living room. Aang is on the couch, watching the TV he must have turned on while I was gone.

"Meteorologist suggest for all citizens in the counties listed below to stay indoors at all times," the women on the TV says. "It is said that the storm should die down by tomorrow morning, but roads will not be cleared for the next few days."

Aang looks back at me and smiles. "Looks like we're snowed in."

I smile back and look at my feet on the outside, but on the inside I'm freaking out. I can barely stay in the same room with Aang for more than a few minutes without my heart pounding wildly in my chest. How can I possibly last a few days with him, completely alone? His gaze bores into me when I look back up at him. Blushing brightly, I turn away quickly.

This definitely won't be easy.

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Sorry for the crappy ending. I know you guys are all wondering why Katara and Aang broke up, but don't worry it will be explained soon. Reviews are greatly appreciated.