"What do you mean she was just standing at your door crying?" I was yelling at Louis over the phone. "Then when you turned around she was gone? Louis that makes no sense."
"I know. We were pulling up, Harry spotted her, I saw her after a minute. We got out of the car, and I ran up to her, I asked her why she was at my house but she didn't answer me. Then I noticed she was crying, I asked her what was wrong, but still no answer. I was unlocking the door...." It didn't sound like he was going to finish.
"When you turned around, she was gone." I said, as calmly as I could. This was kinda freaking me out. Why in the world would Kaitlyn leave Niall, go to Louis' house, and then just disappear like that? Where was she? Where was Niall? Louis interrupted my thoughts.
"Yes. She had disappeared into thin air Liam. Harry didn't see her go anywhere, and of course I didn't. Maybe she wasn't even there." Louis was probably pacing back and forth in his living room. I was doing the same. I heard a knock at our door.
"Hold on a sec Lou, someone is here." I kept the phone to my head, Louis was talking, but I wasn't answering him.
".... Why would someone be there so late?...." That is a good point. Why is someone here so late? I opened the door to first see Kaitlyn, then Kayla next to her, then Niall behind them.
"Hang up the phone now. We have to talk." Kayla said.
"Louis, I've got to go." I said about to hang up, but he started talking.
"What why?" He seemed hysterical.
"It's complicated. Get some rest, I'll call you in the morning." Then I hung up before he could say anything else. "What are you doing here?" I asked Kayla, as all three of them sat on the couch. I couldn't sit, so I was pacing back and forth in front of them.
"I needed to talk to you about yesterday, but on my way here I bumped into Niall who was searching for Kaitlyn. When we found Kaitlyn, we were going to take her home before we came here but she said no. We asked why, she wouldn't tell us though. So we just decided to all come back here." Kayla finished, almost out of breath.
"Where did you find her?" I was hoping she'd say somewhere near Louis' house.
"I don't know, maybe ten minutes away from Louis' house." She was looking at Niall to make sure she had the time correct. "I can only estimate that because I was driving by there to make sure the rest of you were home."
"So you could come talk to me. I don't understand why you would want to spend the last night we're going to be in town with me, and not Lou?" I had to get it out of her. I had seen it in her eyes yesterday afternoon, but I wanted to hear her say it.
"Liam it's a little complicated. I came to talk to you about some important things, but now we have bigger problems on our hands. It can wait." She looked up, and her eyes met mine. I saw it again. She flashed me a smile and quickly looked away.
"I was at Louis' house before you two found me." Kaitlyn spoke, out of the blue.So she was there, but why? I'm sure everyone was thinking the same thing.
"Why in the world did you go there?" Niall looked like he was about to go nuts.
"It's the only place I knew to go." She looked over at him. I looked at Kayla, she was already looking at me. As soon as I caught her she looked away. I watched her for another minute, thinking of yesterday, or by now the day before. I decided to listen to the conversation again, since I couldn't get her to look at me again. "That house, we sold it to Louis. It was our house, well until two years ago." Kaitlyn was looking at the ground, tears starting to form in her eyes again.
"I get it Kaitlyn. We'll leave you two alone." Kayla patted her back, then walked over to me. "Out." She shooed me outside the apartment. "Give me one moment then we have to talk." She took out her phone then walked down the hall a bit. I watched her, with her back to me, talking on her iPhone. When she hung up, turned around, and headed back this way, I tried to act like I wasn't watching her.
"What was that about?" I asked as she got to me.
"Not what, but who. It was Louis. I told him the story. What's up with your staring spells?" She looked up after putting her phone in her pocket.
"What do you mean? I haven't been staring." She just rolled her eyes. "What did you want to talk about?" I propped up against the wall. I was exhausted, but if she wanted to talk I would listen.
"What do you think I want to talk about? I want to talk about when you came to my house and told me to skip plans with my boyfriend to spend the time with you. Liam, what the hell is going on? We can hang out being friends just fine. When I tell Louis about our past relationship, you act awkward at first, then you want me to come back to you somehow." She was looking me straight in the eyes. I had never seen her more serious than she was now. Not even the night we broke up.
"To be honest, I don't really know." I pushed off the wall with my back and walked forward a little bit. "I thought all my feelings for you were gone. Those two years, before I saw you again, after we broke up were really hard." I stopped and looked at her. She knew I was going to continue so she didn't talk. She was just leaning on the wall, with her arms crossed, her head faced towards the floor. "Then Louis came in one day. He said he wanted to introduce his girlfriend to everyone. 'I will be right back, I've got to go get her.' Everyone was chatting about what she would look like, and act like. He stepped in first, you behind him. 'This is Kayla.' I can remember I had the biggest smile on my face, and it faded the second I saw you." I had my back to her, so I turned to look at her. She had been right behind me. She came as close as she could without us touching. "What are you doing?" I started to shake my head at the ground.
"When did you know you still had feelings for me?" I noticed in her voice she had been crying. I looked up, but couldn't see it on her face.
"The day you walked into that room, I realized that I never truly lost them. They were just faded, hidden by everything else that was going on in my life. I thought about you everyday, but suddenly the feelings that came with it started to fade because I couldn't remember them anymore. They weren't fresh in my memory anymore. The more time I spend with you, the more they come back. I've missed them." I wasn't even trying to control my words anymore. She wanted to know, I was going to tell her. "I can't help it, I think I still love you." She looked surprised by my words. She wasn't looking at me, but she stood right in front of me.
"That day, the second I stepped into the room, I could smell a familiar cologne. I couldn't exactly put my finger on it though. I was looking around the room as he introduced me to everyone." She sat on the floor, right where she was, continuing on with her story. "I looked back once, then I looked back twice, and even a third time to make sure I wasn't just dreaming again. When I knew you were for real I got a tight knot in my throat, I wanted to turn around and walk away forever."
"But you didn't." I was going to sit with her, but I couldn't sit down again. I kept them still, but I could not sit.
"Something held me there in place, telling me not to go." She was looking up at me from the ground crying, but smiling. "I stayed, but I told no one because if I did, then this is what it would turn into. A disaster." She flew her head back to lay down, but instead hit her head on the wall. She sat up rubbing her head. Then out of nowhere she started to laugh. I was glad because I wanted to laugh too. "Like I said... A disaster."