Can't Say Why I Love You


Chapter Seventeen


That evening when the doorbell rang at A.J.'s house, he woke up from a nap to find himself on the couch in front of the blaring TV with an open bag of chips laying on his chest. A.J. sighed and got to his feet. Ever since Katie had rejected him, he had only felt like lying around and doing nothing. He walked into the front room and opened the door to immediately be greeted by someone throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him.

His first thought was that it was a fan, but then he thought that he recognized the kiss as one of Katie's. He opened his eyes and, seeing that he was right, pushed her away. "Katie, what the hell are you doing?" He paused when he saw what she was wearing. A black body-hugging dress with a low neck and a high hem. A.J. swallowed hard, suppressing a groan.

"I brought you dinner," she said, handing him a McDonald's bag.

He took it and smiled slightly before he got a hold of himself and frowned again. "Thank you, but why did you kiss me? I told you the no feelings, no commitment thing doesn't work for me."

Katie took the bag back and set it down on the floor before putting her hands on his chest. "You were right, A.J."

"I was right? About what?"

"About you and me," Katie murmured, walking forward until he was pushed up against a wall. "A.J., if we were together it could—no, it would be amazing. I'm sorry that I rejected you, but I was confused about what I wanted, and about my feelings for you...I interpreted them as lust when they were really so much more." She kissed him again, and he waited longer this time before pulling away.

"So you're saying that—"

"Yes, I want a relationship, A.J. I want to be with you always," she breathed. "I'm so sorry for—"

"No." He put a finger to her lips. "Don't be sorry, baby. It's not your fault," he reassured her.

"But I hurt you. And I never ever want to do that again," she said, touching his cheek softly.

"Then you don't have to," he whispered, pulling her body close to his so that her cheek was pressed up against his chest.

They both sighed in unison and then laughed as he held her there. Then their eyes both fell on the kitchen table. Katie looked up at A.J. just as he looked down at her.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" A.J. asked.

Katie smiled mischievously and shrugged.

He grabbed her hand and started to run towards the table, yanking her forward and forcing her to run after him. She laughed as he pushed everything on the cluttered tabletop to the floor and then swung her up onto it. He climbed up on top of her and the two of them started to kiss. Katie groaned and put a restraining hand on his chest as he started to take off his shirt. "Wait a second, A.J."

"What? You don't want to..."

She laughed. "No, I want to, but this table hurts my back," she pouted.

He grinned and pulled her up into a sitting position. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he started to carry her upstairs.

"What are you doing?" he mumbled as she unhooked her bra underneath her shirt.

"Pull," she said, handing him the strap.

"Huh?"

"Pull."

He did, and groaned when it came off in his hands. He quickened his pace and soon reached the bedroom. As he was laying her down on the bed, he paused for a second.

"What is it, baby?" Katie asked.

"I don't know if we should," he said hesitantly. "I really care about you and I don't want to mess up what we have..."

Katie kissed him. "Believe me, A.J., this isn't going to mess anything up," she murmured, sliding his shirt up over his head.

He smiled and kissed her again. Then he pulled away again.

"What is it now?" Katie asked impatiently.

A.J. laughed. "This is going to sound really corny, but...I just figured out what your eyes remind me of."

"What?" she asked, touching his cheek.

"The stars. They're so beautiful and peaceful, and they kind of twinkle when you laugh..." A.J. trailed off and grinned sheepishly. "Hey, I told you it was corny."

She laughed and started to kiss him again.

* * *

Kevin sighed impatiently and knocked on the door for the third time. Where was A.J.? They were supposed to be having dinner together... He gave up, finally reaching for the doorknob, and was surprised to find it unlocked. Kevin frowned as he went into the house. Even A.J. usually had enough sense to keep his door locked. No one knew when fans or some sick person would try to come by.

As Kevin walked through the front room, he nearly tripped over something made of paper. He knelt down and saw that it was a McDonald's bag. Okay, not too uncommon for A.J. McLean...wait, it was a full McDonald's bag. Untouched, in fact. Kevin raised one eyebrow. When his favorite food was concerned, A.J. could never resist it. Something strange was definitely going on.

"Bone?!" Kevin yelled. He listened for an answer and received none. "A.J.?!" Still no answer. "Alexander McLean?! Are you in here?!" Silence. Kevin thought hard. Maybe he had decided to take a nap or something and had lost track of the time. That must be it, he thought, heading towards the stairs.

* * *

Katie groaned when A.J. got off of her once again. "What now?"

"Did you hear something?" he asked suspiciously. "I could've sworn that I heard someone call my name."

"That was me, dumbass," she shot back.

He grinned. "No, I mean it..." He put his finger to her lips and the two of them were silent for a moment. They didn't hear anything.

"It was nothing, Bone," Katie convinced him, getting on top of him and kissing him again.

* * *

Kevin was climbing the stairs to A.J.'s room when something white on the floor caught his eye. When he picked it up, he burst out laughing. It was a bra. So that's what was keeping A.J. so busy. Kevin smiled slyly as he kept on climbing the stairs, dying to know who the lucky lady was. "A.J.?" he called again. "A.J., are you there?"


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