(sorry, i forgot to post a AN for this story and fix some stufff) Welcome to my second story on FF, this story is, well lets just say it was a old movie idea i had on file, we were going to film this movie, we had actors, cameras, places here...but it just didn't happen. So, i made it a Avatar Fan Fiction instead, so hope you like it :D

He sat smoking his cigarette outside on the deck. As a puff of smoke crawls out of his lips, a girl sits down beside him.

"Is this what you've become?" She asks, not even making eye contact and lights a cigarette herself, "A shell of your old self that even I can't even recognize you anymore?"

He looked at her as he knocked off ashes from his cigarette, "You didn't have to come over if you didn't want to."

She took a deep drag from her cigarette, "You know," she blew out the smoke, "I thought with these 'meetings' we have been having, there would actually be something between you and me," she paused and looked off, "but now I know I was wrong."

He took another drag, "If you're looking for something here, you're not going to find it, I'm not the commitment kind of guy."

She took another drag and let the smoke curl from her lips, "you can't just say you can't commit because the last girl you loved is-"

"Don't even begin," he cut her off, "I don't need to hear about my life from you."

He turned away from her and took another puff. She stood up and threw away her cigarette, "You can't keep running away from the past Aang, you won't find an end to your pain through me." She walked off of the deck and into his house, slamming the front door as she left. He threw his cigarette away, zoning out and looking into the sky.

"You know," he jumped at the sound of the voice, but relaxed when he saw the brunette girl sitting next to him, "She is right." She sat next to him, enjoying the weather.

"I don't need both of you telling me anything," Aang said as he sank down in his chair.

"You can't keep blaming yourself for the accident Aang," the girl said as she put her hand on his shoulder.

"I don't blame myself, you know that Katara," he looked up at her.

"So then why are you going down this destructive path?" She asked as Aang went back to staring at the sky.

ONE YEAR AGO

Aang sat in the driver's side of the car while Zuko sat in the passenger seat. It was raining pretty hard, so Aang decided he would be nice enough to give everyone from the party a ride home. It was almost midnight when Aang broke the silence in the car

"Hey," Aang said getting Zuko's attention, "Is she still asleep?" he looked back into the back seat.

"Yeah, she's completely out for the night man," they both laughed. There is silence in the car as Aang continued to drive.

"Hey man, I need to ask you something," Zuko broke the silence this time.

"What's up?" Aang asks, not even looking away from the road, he leaned his head against his arm that was propped up against the window

"Do you like her?" he asks as he points into the back seat.

Aang was silent; he didn't want to necessarily tell him that he was in love with her, "What do you- HOLY SHI…" Aang looked back at the road to see bright lights and crashes into another car.

Aang was driving once again, with Katara in the back seat. Like usual when Aang drives now, he was silent and never took his eyes off the road. Katara decided to speak up, "I'm guessing that's the last time you saw him?" she asked.

"Pretty much, after we woke up in the hospital I told him I never want to see him again for distracting me from the road and crashing," Aang told her as he continued driving.

"If you blame him, then why act this way Aang?" she asked resting her head on the passenger side seat.

"Because I hurt her…" Aang drifted off with a hurt look.

"She would forgive you if she saw you again," she told him.

"I just can't see her again…" he trailed off again, "Wait, why are you in the back seat?"

"I don't know," she sat back; "It's just more comfortable back here." The car pulled up to a two story brown house. He parked in the drive way and unbuckled himself. He turned towards Katara.

"You want to come in?" He asked as he started opening the door.

"Umm," she started, "No, I'll just stay in here."

"I'm probably going to be in here awhile, you sure?" He asks again.

"It's okay, just go," Katara told him, "I'll just listen to some music." She put her headphones in her ears as he shut the door.

Aang walked up the path to the house and knocked on the door. He pulled his jacket closer to himself as a cold wind blew at him. The door opened and a man stood there.

"How ya doing today Aang?" Sokka let him into the house, he patted him on the back as he walking through the door way. Aang rubbed his arms and blew his breathe into his cupped hands.

"Cold as hell, how about you?" Aang asked, taking his coat off and enjoying the heat in the house.

"Pretty well, Yue and Suki have decided instead of fighting over me, I'm both their boyfriends now. Suki gets me Monday through Thursday afternoon. Yue gets me Thursday afternoon to Sunday." Sokka proudly announced.

Aang smiled softly, "Well aren't you a lucky man, Sokka."

"Yeah, pretty much," Sokka grinned, "Well enough about me, let's get things started." Sokka sat in an arm chair and let Aang sit across from him. Sokka stoked his mini beard, "Are we here to talk about 'her' again?"

Aang sighed, "Yeah, I still miss her…"

Sokka shifted in his chair, "Aang, you need to go see her, I know she still would want you to visit her."

"You sound just like-" Aang cut off. He spaced off for a second.

"Like who Aang?" Sokka questioned.

"No one, just you sound like everyone else," Aang replied. He thought everyone sounded like a broken record about it.

Sokka rested his elbows on his knees, "That's because everyone thinks you need to see her. What if I went with you Aang? Would you be more comfortable going with someone?"

"You guys have tried this before, if I needed to go with someone else, I would have already had someone come with me," Aang sunk a little lower in his chair.

Sokka stood up, "Aang, we are going to see her, right now!"

"We are not!" Aang yelled as he also stood up to meet Sokka's glare.

"You will never be happy if you don't see her again!" Sokka pushed Aang's shoulder.

Aang pushed back, "I'd rather be unhappy then deal with it!"

"She loves you Aang!" Sokka ending the fight, making Aang's face drop.

"She…she what?" Aang still stunned by his statement, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Sokka sat back down, "Because she didn't want me to tell you, it was a secret, but you just refused to see her."

"Fine." Aang muttered as he sat back down.

"What?" Sokka asked leaning in closer to Aang. He shifted in his seat and leaned over to Sokka.

"Fine, I'll go see her," Aang stood up and put on his jacket.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Sokka asked standing up and following him to the door.

"Sure, but take your car, I'm going to stop over at the flower shop. I'll see you there," Aang walked out of the house and into his car. He started it up and pulled out as he saw Sokka lock up his house.

"Where we going Aang?" Katara asked as she took out her ear buds and stretching from her nap.

"I'm going to the hospital," Aang said, focusing on the road.

Katara gasped, "Why? Are you hurt?" She looked him over from the backseat.

"No…I'm going to see her…" Aang replied, still regretting that he is going there.

"Wow, you going to be okay?" She asked.

Aang sighed, "No, but Sokka is making me go."

Katara was taken by surprise, "Sokka got you to go? Whoa, that's a surprise, how did he get you to go?"

Aang was silent for a little bit, "He told me she loves me." Katara's eyes went wide, but didn't speak a word for the rest of the ride. He parked in the hospital parking lot, not even asking if she wanted to go up with him; she knew he wanted to go by himself. He grabbed the fire lilies and got out.

He walked in and saw Sokka waiting for him, "What room is she in?"

"Room 309, it's going to be on the third floor." Sokka said, he placed a hand on Aang's shoulder, "Do you want to do this alone?" He nodded and got in an open elevator then pressed 3. As the doors closed, Sokka gave him a nod and started walking towards a seat. As the elevator climbed towards the third floor, Aang's nerves were finally at their ends; his heart was pounding so loud it would have shaken the whole elevator. The door finally opened and Aang took a deep breath. He walked out of the elevator, flowers in hand, and slowly walked down the hall. 301, 302, 303, Aang's hands started to sweat, 304, 305, 306, he stopped. He wanted to turn back so bad now; he thought if he walked in there, he wouldn't ever forgive himself to see what he did to her. A tear slowly crawled down his cheek, as he walked closer to her room, 307…308… and there it was. 309. It had been a year, he needed to do this. He walked into the room and saw her laying there. He walked to the side of her bed and put the flowers in a vase by her bedside. He pulled a chair next to her bed and sat. Aang held her hand in his and cried. It was his fault that she was laying her, in the hospital. He looked at her through the tears, her eyes closed as she breathed in and out slowly.

She was in a coma still; she apparently slipped into it after the crash. Aang and Zuko were able to get away with only some injures. Aang got a broken arm, Zuko a broken leg, and both of them got burned from the fire that started from the crash. Zuko got burned on his face and Aang on his back. Even though she was still in the hospital, Aang walked away with most of the pain, he carried the weight of guilt. He dropped his head as he cried even harder, tears starting to fall to the floor. Sokka finally came to the doorway; he stood there and watched Aang.

"You know she would forgive you if she wasn't in the coma," Sokka said breaking the silence.

Aang looked up and wiped his tears, "I hope..." Aang held her hand a little tighter, "How much of a chance does she have to come out of it?"

"They're pretty slim Aang," Sokka pulled up a chair next to him, "Maybe finally having you here could bring her out of it…"

Aang sighed, "I need to tell her my feelings and beg for her forgiveness." He stood up and leaned over her. He kissed her forehead and hugged her. "I'm so sorry Katara."

So for the people i confused (I know there is one because they reviewed before i actually remembered i need to put this part in) Katara is in a coma because of the car crash, Aang feels so lonely without her, his mind makes a fake Katara that is in his mind. If you reread it, you'll understand why Katara did what she did. So review or PM if you have questions or wanna tell me how you feel about it.

-Remember you will love you foREVer, SubDelBub