Amy's P.O.V:

We finished fishing after our sixth catch. I never really realized how sweet Sam really is. He really surprised me today, in a good way. When he put his arm around me I felt butterflies, but then again it's like that whenever I look at Ricky, or when I see Damon's sexy smirk, or when Jackson stares into my eyes.

I'm so completely confused by these guys. They're all so nice and sweet and I can't decide who I like the best. I really don't want to lead them on, but it's only been two days and I've fallen for every single one of them. Then again right now I'm with Sam. I'm having fun, I like being with him and being close to him makes me feel good, and so I guess I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

When he puts his arm over my shoulder and pulls me close I let him, because over these two weeks I know at times I'll have to reject him. If he tries to hold my hand, or kiss me I know I'll have to say no because I haven't decided yet, but right now I let him hold me close. But, I'm kind of nervous about the other guy's reactions.

We get to camp and everything goes silent. There's tension in the air as the group of guys stare at us. I take a deep breath and walk forward with Sam, sitting on the only free log. I try avoiding their stares by looking at the ground but I feel their eyes following my every move. I lean into Sam subconsciously, out of nerves and embarrassment. The guy's stares nearly have me quivering. Sam must feel my nervousness because he finally breaks the silence. "Hey guys, we got some fish. We'll have to cook them tonight so they don't go bad so I hope you're hungry." I look up to the others faces. They've finally snapped out of it. "I'll go skin them. You guys come up with some way to cook them on." Sam says getting up. I look at him in shock and fear. He's practically throwing me to the sharks. He gives me a small smile and mouths talk to them. I give him a small nod and take a deep breath, looking at the guys.

Of course when I look back at them, they're all staring. I clear my throat and look at them knowing I look like a scared little puppy, but I can't help it. "So, do you guys have anything we can cook the fish on?" I hear my voice shake but decide to ignore it.

Damon just nods and makes his way over to his bag. He pulls out one of those racks that sit above the fire. When he comes back over he sits beside me and lets his arm drape over my shoulder. When did he get so confident with making moves?

I see Ricky scowl but then quickly replaces it with a smile and faces me. "So Amy, I was wondering if you wanted to take a walk with me later?" He raises his eyebrows expectantly. I would feel weird saying yes right after what happened with Sam, and not to mention with Damon's arm around me but he looks so excited.

I decide to give him a half-answer. "Um, maybe. I'm really tired so maybe we could do it tomorrow?" He nods, still smiling.

Before the silence lingers Jackson suddenly jumps into the conversation, which is pretty out of character. "Hey Amy, do you think you could sing tonight? You were amazing last night!"

I blush and shake my head. "Maybe tomorrow. As I said, I'm tired." He nods understandingly.

I feel Damon pull me a bit closer. All this attention is making me nervous and fidgety. I'm not used to it and right now I feel almost claustrophobic. "I'm going to go see if Sam needs any help!" I say getting up quickly. The guys all nod, but I notice their small frowns. I don't have time to feel bad because I'm practically running to Sam.

Sam's P.O.V:

I hear footsteps quickly making their way toward me. I know it is Amy because of how light the footsteps sound hitting the ground. I turn towards her smiling, but it quickly turns into a frown when I see the look on her face. She looks stressed and upset. "What's the matter Amy?" I say concerned.

She sits close, and keeps her voice low, but I can still hear how upset she is. "I don't know what's going on!" She sighs frustrated. "Damon put his arm around me," She pauses at my scowl and gives me a small smile. I quickly return it so she'd continue with the story. "And then Ricky is asking me to go walk with him, and Jackson's asking me to sing and Damon's pulling me closer and it's just too much."

I look at her sympathetically. "It's just because everyone's crazy about you Amy." I say honestly and look at the ground, nervous and blushing. "You're making all the guys here fall for you." I chuckle a little. "It hasn't even been a week and you've got four guys all over you. Every guy here just wants you to choose them."

When I look back towards her I realized I said too much. She has tears in her eyes and she looks ever more confused then when she came to me. "But I can't choose!" She yells upset and a tear runs down her cheek. She runs away before I can say anything else. I watch her go out into the forest, debating if I should follow her or give her some time to herself. Ricky makes the decision for me when he runs after her. I decide to let him talk to her.

Ricky's P.O.V:

I knew we overwhelmed her. As soon as she got up I saw the look of confusion in her eyes. She couldn't hide how upset she looked. She ran to Sam, not a big surprise after earlier today. Suddenly I hear her yell, "But I can't choose!" and she runs off. I guess Sam knew what we were up to, and sadly so does Amy. I know I should give her time to herself, but its dark and she's alone out in the forest. I quickly run after her before the other guys have a chance to. I need to find her.

Amy's P.O.V:

I just keep running through the trees, barely able to see through the trees because of my tears. I knew the guys were making moves but Sam saying it out loud made it real. I don't want to choose, because choosing means that someone or in this case three someone's will get hurt. I don't want to hurt anyone.

After running for a few minutes my lungs feel like they're on fire. I sit down against a tree and just let the tears fall. It's been less that two days and these guys have made me feel so special, like nothing I've ever felt.

I hear branches breaking. Someone's running towards me and fast. "Amy!" I hear somewhere close.

I sniff, and call out as loud as I can "Over here!" I hear the pounding of feet slow and I see a figure walking towards me. I can just barely make out the face. Ricky. "Amy?" He asks, breathing heavy.

I give a small, weak laugh. "No, it's just some other girl crying in the woods."

Ricky's P.O.V:

Amy has wrapped herself up so tight she looks small and vulnerable. "Amy?" I ask stupidly. I know it's her but she's so different from the other times I've seen her. She's been happy, and nervous and stubborn but never this sad and vulnerable looking. She looks so breakable.

She gives a small, broken laugh. "No, it's just some other girl crying in the woods." And with that I sit beside her and pull her into me. Her voice just sounds so broken and hurt I can't stand it. I've never been able to watch girls cry. I've ran if I had the chance, but I know I can't run away now, not when I'm part of the reason for her tears.

"Shh, Amy, its okay." I try to soothe her and it seems to work because her sobs have turned to small sniffs.

"I don't want to choose." She says, looking up at me. She sounds so broken, I just forget about Damon, and Jackson and Sam and just focus on her.

"You don't have to." I whisper back. She nods and curls into my side. I notice now she's shivering. "We have to get back though Amy. It's freezing." She nods into my chest, and I wish we could stay here. I wish I could keep her here, wrapped in my arms but it's getting really dark and soon we won't be able to find out way back. I get up, pulling her up with me.

I pull off my hoodie and pull it over her head. She sticks her arms through and looks up at me. "Thank you." She says quietly. I wipe the tears off her cheek, not trying to make a move, but just trying to make her feel better.

She's looking up at me, her eyes are big and she looks so exposed. She leans towards me and I really don't want to take advantage of her but I can't help myself. I meet her halfway and our lips touch. It's soft and sweet at first, but quickly fills with passion. Right now she need's me and I think I need her. She might wake up in the morning thinking it was a mistake but right now I can't help but give in to what she wants. Her fingers grab my hair as she pulls herself closer, and my hands are on her waist, pulling her to me. I feel her tears flowing onto my lips and I want to know why she's crying, but right now she's morphed herself to me. She's trying to get closer but it's not possible. I'm her comfort and she's holding on as tight as she can. Finally she pulls away and collapses into my arms.

"Amy," I say quietly, holding her to me. "Just let me know how you feel tomorrow. If you want, we can say it never happened." She nods and moves so she's beside me, but never breaks contact with my skin. She wraps one arm around my back and I pull her close as we make our way back to camp.

When we get close she pulls on my arm. I stop and look down at her. "How do I look?" She asks seriously.

"I'm sorry Ames, but you look like you've just been crying in the woods." I give her a small smile and she returns it. She sighs and pulls up the hood on my sweater. It covers most her face and I laugh. I can just make out a small smile under the hood.

She grabs my hand and I lead her to the tent while the other guys watch. She sits down and pulls back the hood. I'm glad to see she's smiling a little now. "You look sexy in that hood!" I say smirking.

"Wow, it's good to know I look sexy when most of my face is covered." She says rolling her eyes, but I can see the smirk playing on her lips.

"Ames, you look sexy in whatever you wear." I say shaking my head. I don't see how she doesn't see it.

She blushes but answers with a quick remark. "I bet you won't say that after two weeks in the forest! No hair straightener, no body wash or shampoo?" she gives me my own smirk.

I laugh at her attempt. "I bet I will!"

She rolls her eyes, but then looks at me with wide eyes when we hear a pair of footsteps coming towards us. "Hey guys, I have some fish if you want it." I hear Sam say quietly.

"Come on in Sam." I say. I know he made his move on Amy, but I feel bad. He isn't the one who scared her off, but I bet he blames himself, the guilt's probably eating away at him. The zipper goes and he pops his head in. He hands a plate to me and quickly gets out before I can say anything. The zipper goes up quickly.

I hand the plate to Amy. She accepts and we eat and talk about nothing until all the fish is gone. She yawns and rubs at her eyes. "Tired?" I say laughing. She nods and crawls into her sleeping bag. I turn off the lantern and crawl into mine, which is in the middle, right between Amy and Damon. I face her and she faces me.

"Ricky?" she whispers quietly.

"Yeah?" I whisper back.

"I don't think I'll be able to forget." These words surprise me, but I smile because she doesn't sound sad about it.

"Me neither Ames." I answer.

I hear the crinkling of the sleeping bag and feel her arms wrap around my waist. I know she hasn't chosen me yet, she might not choose at all, but I'll do anything for her, and if she just want me to hold her, that's what I'll do.

So! This is my first big Amy&Ricky Chapter? What did you guys think! Please review on how you thought it was! Thanks to Dez2sweet and kimboxox for all the great reviews!