Karmas POV

"Karma, wait!" The voice called out.

I couldn't do this again, so I ran. Ran until I swore my legs were cooked spaghetti. Finally reaching my intended destination, I hit the ground. Hard, and that's when I lost it. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

'How could I be so stupid? Why couldn't I see this from the beginning?' Shaking my head, my thoughts were quickly interrupted, when I felt a familiar hand touch my chin, gently raising my head till I meet her eyes. God, her eyes. It's so easy to get lost in them.

Just then a loud crack of thunder, brings us back to reality. I hadn't even realized it was pouring. She quickly grabs my hand and we take off towards her house. In Her room I can't help but feel at ease.

"Here." She says softly. "Put these on, you'll feel a lot warmer." I nod, taking the clothes. Turning away, we both quickly change.

"I'll be right back. Want to start up the next episode of Scream?" I nod, and she gives me a half smile, before disappearing.

Moments later Amy comes back with two cups of Hot Chocolate, and a bowl of popcorn. I was afraid she'd end up with one of the two all over her, but she managed to only lose a few pieces of popcorn, easing onto the bed.

Handing me my cup, and pressing play we settled in against the headboard. Laying my head on her shoulder, I couldn't help but smile. Amy is the only person who can make me feel at home. Make me forget about Him.

The episode ends and we sit in silence. "Who do you think the killer is?" I finally ask. Amy sits there, scrunching her face, clearly debating with herself.

Finally, she says "It's really pointless, and honestly hurts my head to try and figure out who it could be. I mean it could literally be any of them. All cliché horror films build up a certain character to make you believe it's them. Then BAM plot twist, it's the second hand characters long lost grandma." I stare at her for a moment, before we bust up laughing. Rolling into her I wrap my arms around her waist, and lay my head on her chest.

"Are you ready to talk about it?" She asks, drawing small patterns on my side. I close my eyes, and let out a sigh. "What's there to talk about? Liam did it again, no surprise there." I say coldly. She shifts her head against mine, and I can feel her jaw clench. "Karms, this is not going to change.. He's cheated on you how many times now?" She starts touching her fingers together counting, but stops when she has no more fingers to count. "I can't even count on one hand how many times."

"Would you like your other hand back?" I say with a smirk.

"Not even then could I count how many times." She says with a smile, I give her a playful nudge. After what seems like an eternity she breaks the silence. "You seem really calm this time. Are you okay?" she asks, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

Taking in a deep breath, I talk. "I broke up with Liam. For the last time." Amy just sits there staring at me. So much love and concern in her eyes. "I can't believe it took me this long to realize, but I finally get it, and now I'm done. I was nothing more than a conquest to him. Getting the "lesbian" to fall for him, and once he did, I wasn't enough to keep him interested." Fighting back my tears, I feel her lean down placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Karms, you will always be more than a stupid conquest. You, Karma Ashcroft are the most beautiful thing inside and out, you'll always be so more than that, and you will always be more than enough to me." She pauses, squeezing me tightly.

"We'll find you your knight in shining armor tomorrow, but right now we should get some rest."

"Goodnight Karma." She says yawning as she shifts down a bit, never letting go. After a few moments her breathing steadies. I pull her in closer.

"I think I already have." I say under my breath.

Listening to the rhythm of her heart, sleep slowly takes over.

Last night's gracefulness did not carry into the morning, as I am woken up by the sound of plates and glassware crashing to the ground.

"Shit.." I hear Amy whisper.

Sitting up, I see a shocked Amy still somehow holding a small vase with a single daisy in it. She smiles, quickly looking down at the floor then back at me "I uhh, made you breakfast." Still holding the flower, I couldn't help myself. "Amy, I know I am being raised by a couple of hippies, and though their choice in food is sometimes questionable. However, I don't think they would agree that a daisy would be an adequate breakfast choice, nor edible." I say with a huge smirk on my face.

Her smile quickly turns into something devilish, as she tosses the vase to the side and pounces on me, pinning my arms by my side between her knees.

"Amy.. Don't you even think about it!" Grinning from ear to ear, she slowly creeps her fingers closer to my ribcage. "AMY! I am serious! You will regret thi–." She starts attacking my sides. "A-AMY.. STOP! Please I'm begging!" I say in between laughs.

I'm laughing so hard, tears start to fall down my cheeks and it's only then when she stops her attack. Still straddling me, she reaches up gently wiping away the tears. Sitting there staring at me with such.. admiration.

"I just don't get it." She says quietly. "Get what?" I ask confused, as she runs her thumb across the edge of my face. "How could you possibly not be enough?" I can't help the smile that breaks.

Freeing my hands, I gently wrap them around her neck, caressing her bottom hairs. I slowly start pulling her closer, eyes moving from her lips, back to her eyes. I can see she's doing the same, our lips were only inches apart when my phone started ringing. Startling us both.

She sighs.. "That better not be Liam." Clearly frustrated she lingers just a bit longer, before quickly getting up, busying herself with the plates and food on the floor. I lay there for a moment irritated at whoever is calling.. 'It better not be Liam fucking Booker' I think to myself.

Letting out a big sigh I roll over grabbing my phone. "It's my mom. I should probably get home, she may think Uncle Sam enlisted me or something crazy." I get up, standing only a foot away, I inch my way up to her ear and whisper "Don't forget, you WILL be regretting that little tickle adventure." Giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, I head out the door.