Fix You part 12

Authors note: Okay, guys, I am SO sorry this chapter is SO late. I really, really am. But… it's finished. This story is finished! Here is the last chapter, enjoy! And please leave a review!

There were a few moments of silence between them, expanding into a thick atmosphere whilst his eyes bored into hers, her impatience growing by the second.

"A reason?" he asked, looking at her intently. "I didn't give you enough of those already?"

Ok, so maybe he hadn't meant for it to come out that way, especially not after the glare he got from her.

He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair, letting it fall to his side before he raised his head to meet her eyes again. "I love you. I am in love with you. What better reason could there be?"

She swallowed thickly, looking down at the floor momentarily before shrugging. "Jake loves me too. What makes this so different?"

"Well…" he started, looking at her helplessly. "Do you love him?"

She frowned at him, cocking her head. "Yes, I told you, I love Jake."

He nodded. "Ok, let me rephrase this then. Do you love him more than me?" he asked back, raising an eyebrow.

Silence. Just that, silence. And then-


"Hey." She spoke, softly, as she closed the door to his dressing room gently behind her.

"Hey!" was Jake's cheerful reply, shifting his gaze from the mirror in front of him towards her face. "Why aren't you dressed? Don't tell me you forgot your own wedding?" he joked, those gorgeous dimples showing as he straitened his black tuxedo jacket.

She gave him a nervous chuckle, crossing her arms on her chest. "Uh, not… not exactly." She clenched her jaw, feeling his eyes on her again.

He frowned, looking at her intently. "Something wrong?"

She dropped her eyes to the floor, not exactly able to face him right now. "Yeah. Yeah, something's wrong."

He continued to look at her, confused, moving so that he was completely facing her. "What happened?"

She raised her eyes to meet him then, willing herself to push those nervous feelings away, but failing miserably. Her throat went somewhat dry, the words wouldn't leave her. She didn't even know what to say, let alone how to say it.

"Do you… do you wanna sit?" she asked, kind of awkwardly, motioning for the couch in the middle of the room.

"No." was his immediate response, taking a few steps towards her. "What happened?" he asked again.

Quiet. Long moments passed by without a word being said until Kono let out an imperceptible sigh and uncrossed her arms, lifting her head to look him in the eyes. Only she didn't say anything.

She didn't need to.

"It's that guy, isn't it?" It wasn't really a question, it was just his way of… confirming it.

"Steve." She nodded. "Yeah."

He couldn't really say he was surprised. I mean, he was surprised, but… he saw the signs. Just chose to ignore them.

"You love him, don't you?" he asked, no longer meeting her gaze, instead staring at his own reflection in the mirror.

"I love you, too." She tried to make it better. She did. She just didn't know how the hell to make this right.

"But you never stopped loving him." He stated.

She looked away from him, suddenly feeling ashamed. Of herself, of her actions, of her choices.


"It's okay, Kono." Jake interrupted her, rubbing a hand across his face. "It was pretty obvious, I just… loved you too much to see it."

She felt a sting of pain in her chest as she heard him. He loved her so much, and she was the one not loving him back. At least, not enough.

"He's gonna take care of you, right?" he asked, turning towards her. "Because if not-"

"He is." She assured him, forcing a smile to break out on her features. "He is."

He smiled back at her, a small smile that had almost nothing but sadness in it. She felt so bad, doing this to him. So incredibly bad. But the worst part was, if she didn't do this, the whole thing might have come out worse.

He nodded once, slightly, before making his way towards her and wrapping his arms around her waist, holding her to him. She was paralyzed for a moment before wrapping her arms around his shoulders and burying her head on his neck, whispering an I'm sorry that she was fairly certain he didn't catch.

His hold tightened on her before he pressed a lingering kiss on her cheek and pulled back a little, smoothing her hair back. "Take care, okay?"

A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth and she nodded, looking him in the eyes. "You too."

He stood looking at her for a few more seconds before removing his arms from around her waist and picking up his wallet from the table in the middle of the room. It was only when he was already at the door that something stopped him, making him turn around and face her again. "Hey, Kono?"

"Yeah?" she asked, turning her body towards him.

"What are we gonna do about them?" he asked, motioning for the people behind the church doors.

Her eyes widened as that particular detail hadn't come to her mind yet. "Oh, crap."

She bit her lip, shaking her head. "I totally forgot about that."

"You're not gonna ask me to do it, right?" she knew he hadn't meant it to come out that way, but still, it felt like he was implying that was just too much bitchiness.

"Don't worry." She said, eventually. "I know what to do."

He squinted his eyes at her in confusion, but nodded nonetheless, and placed his hand in the door knob. "Bye, Kono."

"Bye." She whispered, waving slightly, watching as the heavy door closed behind him, leaving her alone in the middle of the room.

She sighed, walking over to the couch and collapsing tiredly on it. She didn't even have the energy to think about anything else, she just took her phone out of her pocket and dialed Carla's number.

She picked up after three rings.

"Hey, where are you? Everyone's waiting for you two!"

She would have stifled a laugh at her friend's anxiety if she was even able to smile at the moment.

"Yeah, listen. I'm gonna need you to send them home."

There was a small moment of silence in the other line. "Send home who, exactly?"

"The guests." Kono answered, pursing her lips. "Send them home, please. The wedding is off."

Nothing was heard for a minute on Carla's side, just what Kono could only guess a confused look and wheels turning full speed on her brain.

"I'm proud of you."

This only came a few minutes after Kono had spoken, and it sure did surprise the hell out of her. "You… what?"

"I'm proud of you." Carla repeated, a clear smile gracing her features before she hung up.

This actually caused a smirk to break out on Kono's face. She kind of loved her best friend right now. Leaning back on the couch, her eyes fluttered closed and she let everything that had been bottling up throughout this entire day flow out.

Except… shit.



The key turned in the lock, and Kono pushed the door open, taking one step inside the house and closing the door behind her. Mindless thoughts were running through her head as she took unsecure steps down the hallway, turning left and heading to what she distinctively remembered was his large living room.

Sure enough, there he was, sitting on the couch, the TV on, some afternoon show filling the silence in the room. He didn't seem to be paying much attention to it, though. He was leaning against the back of the couch, nervousness literally radiating out of him.


He was on his feet in less than a second at the sound of her voice. He took her in, much like he hadn't seen her in days, when in reality, he saw her just an hour ago. Didn't matter, the unease he had been since he hadn't gotten home and had been waiting for her to return made it feel like years had flown by, not hours, not days. Years.

"You came." He spoke, but really, it sounded more like a confused statement than a relieved one.

She nodded, almost shyly, and took a few steps towards him, her eyes wandering through the walls and the decoration on his living room. Although there really wasn't one, it was still him, the white walls with certificates and awards, the huge oak table in the middle, the three beige leather sofas directed towards the TV. Her eyes flew back to him and she shook her head to keep those thoughts away, instead rummaging through her left pocket. She clutched the key in one hand, extending it to him. "Thanks for the key."

He moved towards her until they were almost face to face, a serious look in his eyes. "Keep it."

She frowned. "Steve-"

"Keep it." He repeated. "I want you to keep it."

She sighed, shaking her head and putting the key back in her pocket. "Ok, thanks."

"What did you say to Jake?"

No beating around the bush? Really?

"I said what I had to say." She retorted, swallowing thickly. "You wanna know what he said to me?"

Steve didn't say anything, just stood there, waiting for her to speak.

"That it was obvious. He was just hoping that it wasn't true. That I wasn't in love with you." She said, and man did it kill her to say it. She was in love with him.

That… that just changes everything. I mean, if she had been in love with him for all this time, why had she accepted Jake's proposal? Why had she said yes? Was it really just to get over Steve? Was she really that bad of a person?

"Did he leave?" Steve asked, looking at her intently.

"Yeah. He did."

He let go of a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He was gone. Jake was gone.

"So…" she started again, getting his attention. "Where do we go from here?"

There was a tense atmosphere surrounding them, you could actually see it. The waiting, the nervousness, the longing, the uncertainty.

"Well…" he said, and that was the first time in months that she actually saw a true smile on his lips. "I'm guessing I owe you a date."

She wanted to laugh at that. She really, really did.

"Lots of them." She corrected, her hand grabbing his, interlacing their fingers together.

They smiled at each other, an unspoken understanding between them. He nodded, looking deep into her beautiful brown eyes.

"We'll make it work."

Authors note: So? What did you think? Did you like it, hate it? Make sure you let me know!

Thank you so much for sticking with me, and thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed this story so far! Special thanks to Tiana-P, I love you girl! And finally, I have to send a big thank you to malfoycats, her comment on Mixed Feelings was what got me to write this story in the first place. Anyway, thanks so much to all of you, and I hope to see you all in my next stories!