Reunion || Teddy + Noah
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“No, that’s the point,” she said, still a little surprised he’d thrown forgiveness on the table so quickly, without laying out any sort of condition. “You’re sure you don’t want to yell at me or… or passive aggressively play sad songs… or poke me in the chest or get in my face or tell me I’m a piece of trash or something?” She furrowed her brow slightly, staring at him from across the couch. “Because I hurt you, that’s why. I called you and I broke up with you meaning for it to be a few days or-or a month. I meant for it to be temporary, it wasn’t supposed to last longer than the transplant. And then I got scared and I acted like a coward and I never called you. I hurt you every day–for years–because I let everything matter than what should have, that’s why there would be a catch.”
Noah rubbed his jaw, raising an eyebrow, “Didn’t I do that enough already?” he pointed out. His words had been sharp when they’d first ran into each other, and he’d been certain that they’d hurt her as much as he had been hurting. He didn’t want to be like that, but it had been satisfying, if only for a moment. “Yeah, you hurt me. Is that what you wanna hear? It hurt and it fucking sucked. But I’ve been telling myself for years that I can’t – I can’t love someone who ain’t gonna love me first. Shit if I know, but I’m not...I can’t stop thinking about you.” No matter how many women he got into his bed, it was never the same. There was no love between him and his one night stands. “So there’s no catch.”











