You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don't notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you're about to ask a question but you think anything you're about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don't even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

'I'll be there...'

'You'll be there...?' Amy responds to my text almost right away, like she usually does.

'I'll be there in 10.' I clarify my response simply because she asked, something else she usually does I suppose.

'See you soon,'

I know I told her 10 minutes but I doubt she'll notice if I take a little bit longer, I'm pretty sure she usually doesn't. Perfection takes time after all, it would be a crime to rush.

"Say it," Amy says without looking up from the book she is reading.

"Say what?" I ask, pretending not to know what she is talking about.

"Whatever it is that you have been trying to say for the last 10 minutes," Amy replies but continues to read.

"But it'll make me sound silly," I admit and she puts her book down to look at me.

"Karma, when have I ever cared if you sound silly?" Amy asks and I can't help but acknowledge that she has a point.

I sigh because I know she's right and rather quietly I ask the question that's been on my mind, "You love me right? Like love, love? This whole relationship isn't just some one sided thing you are doing just because you feel bad right?"

"You were right, that is silly. Of course I love you, idiot. How could I not?" Amy's tone is so certain I sink back down in relief.

"Okay good, I was just checking,"

"Is that seriously what you've been worried about?" Amy asks incredulously and I give her a sheepish nod.

"Karms, you are doing it again," Amy's mumbled words pull my eyes from the stars on her ceiling and I look at her.

"I'm not doing anything," I respond and she smiles, her eyes still closed with her arm resting over them.

"You are humming again, you always do that when it's quiet," Amy replies matter-of-factly.

"I don't like quiet," I say quietly, completely juxtaposing myself.

"I know, but sleeping is generally easier when it's quiet, which is something I would quite like to be doing right now,"

"Sorry," I mumble but instead of responding Amy pulls me into her arms and kisses the top of my head.

"Sleep Karma," Amy breathes into my hair and I settle closer to her and close my eyes.

"Practicing for autographs again, Karms?" Amy asks after setting her stuff on the lunch table and taking a seat beside me.

"You know it, can't disappoint my future fans now can I?" I respond with a cheeky smile and lean in to place a kiss on her lips.

A series of whoops and cheers sound from a nearby group of passer bys and Amy laughs before responding, "I think you have quite a few of those already,"

"Must be my amazing personality," I respond in confidence.

"Or your amazing boobs," Amy winks at me, or tries to; she's never quite been able to master the art of seductive eye movements.

I whack her lightly on the arm and return to my scribbling in my notebook while Amy happily munches away at her lunch.

"For the tenth time, I didn't steal your shoes Lauren," Amy sighs in exasperation.

"It had to have been you, who else would steal them?" Lauren's voice is muffled from her location beneath the bed.

"I dunno, I think Bruce could totally rock heels," Amy replies and I fight hard to hide my giggles.

Lauren shoots her a glare and I'm a little bit worried for Amy's safety because Lauren is within reaching distance of the softball bat that Amy keeps under her bed. Lauren huffs after a second and moves her search from under Amy's bed to her closet. There are probably a half a dozen jokes I could make right now but I stay silent, I can't say the same for Amy though.

"Listen Lauren, if this is your way and reaching and saying that you are ready, you can come out of the closet. You are in a safe space and Karma and I will support you in your decision," Amy mocks in a slow tone. Lauren's hand emerges and gives give the finger, this time I can't hold the laughter in and Amy joins me pretty quickly.

"Uh, hey Lauren?" I compose myself enough to call out to her as I look into the bathroom.

"What?!" Lauren asks, her voice clearly displaying her annoyance.

"Are the shoes you are talking about black with tassels?"

"Yes, why?"

"They um, they are sitting in your corner of the bathroom," I point out and Amy looks over in surprise and amusement as Lauren storms over.

"I know this was your doing," Lauren seethes and gives Amy another look before grabbing her 'missing' boots and slamming her door in true Lauren Cooper fashion.

"You did do that didn't you?" I ask as we both look at the now closed door.

"Of course I did," Amy replies with a grin.

"You can't help but stir her up can you?"

"What? She stole my last donut; I had to get her back somehow. You know what they say, revenge is a bitch and so is Lauren." Amy looks pretty proud of herself and I roll my eyes at her before heading back into her room.

"Come on, loser,"

Hey guys, this one is a little bit short, and it's been a little while but oh well, it's an update. Not much else to say really. Anywho, enjoy. -Zahli