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Chapter 28 uses "Why (Are will still friends?) by 98 degrees.
Chapter 28: Why
"Remember what I said now, Kayla," Ephram said as he walked her to the door. "Nothing has to change between us for Amy's sake," as soon as the words left his lips he knew they sounded cruel and cold.
"As long as you say so," she said lifting herself on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and walking out the door. He lifted his hand to his face, much like he had the day Amy left for the school ski trip. It felt awkward having someone else kiss him now, even if it was just on the cheek. Now that Kayla was gone he felt he should go upstairs and check on Amy, but he decided to let Tommy handle things, he didn't want to make whatever was wrong even worse. He lay down on the couch and, being that it was getting pretty late, drifted off to sleep.
"Um, I've never really had to get anything like this out of my hair before . . . well I had gum in it once, but it wasn't this long, and . . ." Tommy said lifting chunks of her hair awkwardly.
"Well it's only frosting, it should come out, right?" she asked dabbing her now almost tear free eyes.
"Maybe I'll get Ephram's sister or something," he suggested opening the door.
"Don't be ridiculous, she's asleep and if you wake her you'll wake Micah," Amy said trying to separate the strands, looking cross eyed through them to see him. He laughed at this; not because it was funny but because he thought it was adorable.
"O-okay," He stuttered, "Well, why don't you just lean your head over the sink and try that way?" he said turning on the faucet.
"There's NO way my hair is fitting under that faucet. Its way too long," she looked at him with a funny expression. "I'm going to have to use the shower," At this he blushed, and turned away.
"I'll just go . . ." he started.
"I can't do this by myself," she pleaded, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. "I don't see why you're freaking out about it,"
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"We do almost everything that lovers do
And that's why it's hard, just to be friends with you
Every time your heart is broken by the fool
I want you to know that it hurts me too
It's hard to wipe your tears away (tears away)
Knowing that you should be with me
Now tell me why"
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"Well won't Ephram wonder what's taking so long?" he asked trying to get out of it. He wanted to help her so much, and god knows he wanted to see some shower action, but his mind was working hard to overcome the needs of his heart.
"Ephram's with HER, remember?" Amy's eyes grew cold.
"Jealous?" he teased.
"YES!" She admitted, "I'm damn jealous,"
"Oh please, like Ephram could ever love any girl more than he loves you," Tommy said, rolling his eyes. He knew this was true. "Besides, they're friends, like you and I." He hoped, however, that THAT wasn't true. If Kayla felt the same way for Ephram as Tommy did for Amy then there was going to be trouble.
"I don't know . . ." she paused, "but can you please help me with my hair?!" she pleaded.
He stepped over to her and lifted her hair, holding it above her head and a little away from the shower head for now. "Don't worry, I won't bite," she said but to Tommy it sounded a little too seductive. He knew she didn't mean it that way.
"I wish you would," he said in a joking manner, but really meant it. She playfully hit his stomach, and if it weren't for her having hair in her face she may very well have seen him blushing. He turned the knobs of the shower and made sure the temperature was okay before he let it touch her. "I'm used to finding the perfect temperature for Micah," making her smile. There was gentleness in the way he carried himself.
As the water came out in steady chutes, he realized he had to step in there with her to actually help rinse the frosting out. Now, they were fully clothed, this much was true, so it didn't make much sense that Tommy hesitated as he stepped over the side of the tub. Slowly he guided her forward, letting the water meet her hair in powerful showers. Certainly she could've done that much for herself, and really only needed him to help her pull out a little frosting . . . but there was a nurturing side to him that made her feel comfortable in even the oddest and most inappropriate situations. Maybe that was why he was her best friend.
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"Why why are we still friends
When everything says
We should be more than we are
And tell me why every time I find
Someone that I like
We always end up just being friends (Just Being Friends)"
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She held her hands up to her eyes, then removed them and let the water soak her tear stained face. She could feel his caring hand on her back as she stood there helplessly. After a few coats of shampoo and rinses, he was convinced the cake had worked its way out. And although he would've done anything to stay in there with her longer, and have her need him, it just couldn't be.
"Man, this sucks," she said laughing as she looked at her soaking clothes. "It sucks even more that there aren't any girl clothes here my size. Delia's WAY too small," She continued wringing out her hair. "I do feel better though, thanks,"
"It was my pleasure," he said once again tipping his invisible hat. It really was his pleasure. She laughed. "You're soaking too. I bet you could borrow some of Ephram's clothes," she suggested not remembering he was living there now and had all his clothes with him.
"Eh, I'll just throw another one of my shirts on later, I'll be here for awhile," he said winking as she blushed because she felt stupid.
Trying to change the subject, she began talking about Micah, "he's been out for awhile, you think he's okay?"
"Oh yes, little boys wear themselves out quite easily," he said laughing. "You'd be surprised," she smiled. "Can I borrow that towel?" he asked referring to the one she had been using to dry her hair.
"It's pretty wet already, won't do much," she handed it to him and he started rubbing it through his hair.
"Damn, my gel," he said giving her a fake pout. She rolled her eyes then smiled.
"Go get that other shirt, that one's really, really, wet,"
"No, how come I get a new shirt and you have to sit around in wet clothes?" he asked honestly. He really WAS a gentleman.
"Because YOU," she said poking him in the chest, "live here now," he smiled. He knew she wasn't trying to tempt him on purpose.
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"I would hate for you to find somebody new
Who you really love, cause it would mean losing you
But am I a fool girl not to say
If I'm always scared I'll lose you anyway
Somehow somewhere I've got to choose (got to choose)
No matter if it's win or lose
Now tell me why"
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Tommy then did something that he most likely would've been better off doing when she wasn't around. He didn't know what came over him, but he suddenly decided it was okay to just take the wet shirt off, and while he had a sleeveless white shirt on under it, it had started to ride up. "Excuse me a minute," he said turning around. Amy felt awkward, even though she'd seen guys without shirts a million times. She hadn't ever seen Tommy. The glimpse she did catch, though, made her jaw drop slightly. She hadn't realized how muscular he was. He pulled the undershirt back down and turned around, his hair sticking up everywhere. "Sorry," he said smiling. She was still looking down.
"Oh it's not a big deal or anything," she said waving the image of him seconds before out of her head. What girl doesn't like to see something like that?
"Well I'm going to get that shirt now . . . I'll tell Ephram you need to borrow some of his clothes, okay?" he said starting to walk out the door.
"Thanks," she said smiling and reaching her now dry hand out to take his in gratitude, "I won't forget this,"
As soon as Tommy left the bathroom he started to breathe again. On the other side of that door was the girl who was unintentionally pulling at his heartstrings as if they were bendable. They weren't, and soon, they would break if he didn't do one of two things: get her out of his head or tell her what he felt.
Ephram was still asleep on the couch when Tommy approached him to tell him what happened and ask him for something for Amy to wear. While Tommy much rather would've let her borrow some of his clothes, a sweatshirt, maybe some pajama pants, he knew that'd be overstepping the boundaries and Ephram had a right to help his own girlfriend out. Yet, Tommy wondered how he could be sound asleep down there when he knew how upset Amy was. It just didn't make sense; in fact the only thing it did make him was angry.
"Hey, Eph, wake up," he said throwing a shoe at him. Ephram stirred; he never could any sleep without someone interrupting or asking him questions.
"Go away," he said.
"No, Amy needs you," he said trying to raise Ephram's awareness.
"What?" he said sitting up now, "Is everything okay? I thought she left,"
"No, look, I had to help her wash the cake out of her hair, that's why I'm wet and she's sitting up there in the bathroom soaking. So could you let her borrow some of your clothes?"
"Oh, god . . . and I was asleep . . ." he said feeling horrible that he wasn't there for her. "Thank you so much for being there," he said looking at Tommy now.
"Yeah, well there's no place else I would've been," he said, still upset that Ephram didn't seem to care that Amy was in such bad shape.
"I'll go get some clothes, you turning in for the night?" Ephram asked him.
"Yeah, where do I sleep?" he asked, realizing no one had told him.
"Well for tonight I'll crash down here since Micah's in my bed. You can sleep on the floor in there if you want, otherwise there's the guest bed. I have to run Amy home still so I probably won't see you 'til the morning," he said walking to his room.
"Yeah, okay. Goodnight,"
Ephram grabbed one of his long sleeved shirts and pajama pants and brought them into the bathroom. Amy was turned around and must've thought it was Tommy because she asked him if everything went alright with Ephram.
"I AM Ephram," he said laughing and she spun around to fall into his arms.
"I'm so sorry I was sleeping . . . I should've been the one to help you."
"You had to help Kayla, I understand," she lied. He knew she wasn't telling the truth.
"Still, you are my top priority," he said kissing her nose, "And I love you. Now put these on and I'll take you home before your Dad becomes even more alarmed."
When she was dressed and ready to go she went into Ephram's room to see Micah one more time before she left. He had been sleeping for 8 hours now and was still completely out of it. She gave him a kiss on the forehead, wishing she could live at Ephram's house too now. "Goodnight, sweetheart," she whispered.
And while Ephram was grabbing his keys and his jacket to take her home, she walked down the stairs to find Tommy fast asleep on the couch. She supposed hadn't made it up to Ephram's room without laying down. She sat on the couch next to him, finding it amazing that he and Micah looked the same way when they were asleep. She touched his cheek and said, "Happy Birthday," He didn't move and pretended to be asleep just so he could have this moment. "I'm sorry I didn't have time to get you a present, although, I don't know what you would've wanted anyway," she said getting up and taking Ephram's hand as they walked out the door and onto the freshly blanketed snow.
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"I don't wanna be like your brother
I don't wanna be your best friend
I only wanna be your lover
When will this end
If I told you that I wanna be in your life
Then you could be the woman in mine"
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Tommy sat up and watched out the fogged over window, barely being able to make out Amy's figure getting into Ephram's car. "You," he said moved upstairs to sleep on the floor next to his son.
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"Why why are we still friends
When everything says
We should be more than we are
And tell me why every time I find
Someone that I like
We always end up just being friends (Just Being Friends)
Why why are we still friends
When everything says
We should be more than we are
And tell me why every time I find
Someone that I like
We always end up just being friends (Just Being Friends)"
Chapter 28 uses "Why (Are will still friends?) by 98 degrees.
Chapter 28: Why
"Remember what I said now, Kayla," Ephram said as he walked her to the door. "Nothing has to change between us for Amy's sake," as soon as the words left his lips he knew they sounded cruel and cold.
"As long as you say so," she said lifting herself on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and walking out the door. He lifted his hand to his face, much like he had the day Amy left for the school ski trip. It felt awkward having someone else kiss him now, even if it was just on the cheek. Now that Kayla was gone he felt he should go upstairs and check on Amy, but he decided to let Tommy handle things, he didn't want to make whatever was wrong even worse. He lay down on the couch and, being that it was getting pretty late, drifted off to sleep.
"Um, I've never really had to get anything like this out of my hair before . . . well I had gum in it once, but it wasn't this long, and . . ." Tommy said lifting chunks of her hair awkwardly.
"Well it's only frosting, it should come out, right?" she asked dabbing her now almost tear free eyes.
"Maybe I'll get Ephram's sister or something," he suggested opening the door.
"Don't be ridiculous, she's asleep and if you wake her you'll wake Micah," Amy said trying to separate the strands, looking cross eyed through them to see him. He laughed at this; not because it was funny but because he thought it was adorable.
"O-okay," He stuttered, "Well, why don't you just lean your head over the sink and try that way?" he said turning on the faucet.
"There's NO way my hair is fitting under that faucet. Its way too long," she looked at him with a funny expression. "I'm going to have to use the shower," At this he blushed, and turned away.
"I'll just go . . ." he started.
"I can't do this by myself," she pleaded, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. "I don't see why you're freaking out about it,"
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"We do almost everything that lovers do
And that's why it's hard, just to be friends with you
Every time your heart is broken by the fool
I want you to know that it hurts me too
It's hard to wipe your tears away (tears away)
Knowing that you should be with me
Now tell me why"
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"Well won't Ephram wonder what's taking so long?" he asked trying to get out of it. He wanted to help her so much, and god knows he wanted to see some shower action, but his mind was working hard to overcome the needs of his heart.
"Ephram's with HER, remember?" Amy's eyes grew cold.
"Jealous?" he teased.
"YES!" She admitted, "I'm damn jealous,"
"Oh please, like Ephram could ever love any girl more than he loves you," Tommy said, rolling his eyes. He knew this was true. "Besides, they're friends, like you and I." He hoped, however, that THAT wasn't true. If Kayla felt the same way for Ephram as Tommy did for Amy then there was going to be trouble.
"I don't know . . ." she paused, "but can you please help me with my hair?!" she pleaded.
He stepped over to her and lifted her hair, holding it above her head and a little away from the shower head for now. "Don't worry, I won't bite," she said but to Tommy it sounded a little too seductive. He knew she didn't mean it that way.
"I wish you would," he said in a joking manner, but really meant it. She playfully hit his stomach, and if it weren't for her having hair in her face she may very well have seen him blushing. He turned the knobs of the shower and made sure the temperature was okay before he let it touch her. "I'm used to finding the perfect temperature for Micah," making her smile. There was gentleness in the way he carried himself.
As the water came out in steady chutes, he realized he had to step in there with her to actually help rinse the frosting out. Now, they were fully clothed, this much was true, so it didn't make much sense that Tommy hesitated as he stepped over the side of the tub. Slowly he guided her forward, letting the water meet her hair in powerful showers. Certainly she could've done that much for herself, and really only needed him to help her pull out a little frosting . . . but there was a nurturing side to him that made her feel comfortable in even the oddest and most inappropriate situations. Maybe that was why he was her best friend.
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"Why why are we still friends
When everything says
We should be more than we are
And tell me why every time I find
Someone that I like
We always end up just being friends (Just Being Friends)"
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She held her hands up to her eyes, then removed them and let the water soak her tear stained face. She could feel his caring hand on her back as she stood there helplessly. After a few coats of shampoo and rinses, he was convinced the cake had worked its way out. And although he would've done anything to stay in there with her longer, and have her need him, it just couldn't be.
"Man, this sucks," she said laughing as she looked at her soaking clothes. "It sucks even more that there aren't any girl clothes here my size. Delia's WAY too small," She continued wringing out her hair. "I do feel better though, thanks,"
"It was my pleasure," he said once again tipping his invisible hat. It really was his pleasure. She laughed. "You're soaking too. I bet you could borrow some of Ephram's clothes," she suggested not remembering he was living there now and had all his clothes with him.
"Eh, I'll just throw another one of my shirts on later, I'll be here for awhile," he said winking as she blushed because she felt stupid.
Trying to change the subject, she began talking about Micah, "he's been out for awhile, you think he's okay?"
"Oh yes, little boys wear themselves out quite easily," he said laughing. "You'd be surprised," she smiled. "Can I borrow that towel?" he asked referring to the one she had been using to dry her hair.
"It's pretty wet already, won't do much," she handed it to him and he started rubbing it through his hair.
"Damn, my gel," he said giving her a fake pout. She rolled her eyes then smiled.
"Go get that other shirt, that one's really, really, wet,"
"No, how come I get a new shirt and you have to sit around in wet clothes?" he asked honestly. He really WAS a gentleman.
"Because YOU," she said poking him in the chest, "live here now," he smiled. He knew she wasn't trying to tempt him on purpose.
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"I would hate for you to find somebody new
Who you really love, cause it would mean losing you
But am I a fool girl not to say
If I'm always scared I'll lose you anyway
Somehow somewhere I've got to choose (got to choose)
No matter if it's win or lose
Now tell me why"
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Tommy then did something that he most likely would've been better off doing when she wasn't around. He didn't know what came over him, but he suddenly decided it was okay to just take the wet shirt off, and while he had a sleeveless white shirt on under it, it had started to ride up. "Excuse me a minute," he said turning around. Amy felt awkward, even though she'd seen guys without shirts a million times. She hadn't ever seen Tommy. The glimpse she did catch, though, made her jaw drop slightly. She hadn't realized how muscular he was. He pulled the undershirt back down and turned around, his hair sticking up everywhere. "Sorry," he said smiling. She was still looking down.
"Oh it's not a big deal or anything," she said waving the image of him seconds before out of her head. What girl doesn't like to see something like that?
"Well I'm going to get that shirt now . . . I'll tell Ephram you need to borrow some of his clothes, okay?" he said starting to walk out the door.
"Thanks," she said smiling and reaching her now dry hand out to take his in gratitude, "I won't forget this,"
As soon as Tommy left the bathroom he started to breathe again. On the other side of that door was the girl who was unintentionally pulling at his heartstrings as if they were bendable. They weren't, and soon, they would break if he didn't do one of two things: get her out of his head or tell her what he felt.
Ephram was still asleep on the couch when Tommy approached him to tell him what happened and ask him for something for Amy to wear. While Tommy much rather would've let her borrow some of his clothes, a sweatshirt, maybe some pajama pants, he knew that'd be overstepping the boundaries and Ephram had a right to help his own girlfriend out. Yet, Tommy wondered how he could be sound asleep down there when he knew how upset Amy was. It just didn't make sense; in fact the only thing it did make him was angry.
"Hey, Eph, wake up," he said throwing a shoe at him. Ephram stirred; he never could any sleep without someone interrupting or asking him questions.
"Go away," he said.
"No, Amy needs you," he said trying to raise Ephram's awareness.
"What?" he said sitting up now, "Is everything okay? I thought she left,"
"No, look, I had to help her wash the cake out of her hair, that's why I'm wet and she's sitting up there in the bathroom soaking. So could you let her borrow some of your clothes?"
"Oh, god . . . and I was asleep . . ." he said feeling horrible that he wasn't there for her. "Thank you so much for being there," he said looking at Tommy now.
"Yeah, well there's no place else I would've been," he said, still upset that Ephram didn't seem to care that Amy was in such bad shape.
"I'll go get some clothes, you turning in for the night?" Ephram asked him.
"Yeah, where do I sleep?" he asked, realizing no one had told him.
"Well for tonight I'll crash down here since Micah's in my bed. You can sleep on the floor in there if you want, otherwise there's the guest bed. I have to run Amy home still so I probably won't see you 'til the morning," he said walking to his room.
"Yeah, okay. Goodnight,"
Ephram grabbed one of his long sleeved shirts and pajama pants and brought them into the bathroom. Amy was turned around and must've thought it was Tommy because she asked him if everything went alright with Ephram.
"I AM Ephram," he said laughing and she spun around to fall into his arms.
"I'm so sorry I was sleeping . . . I should've been the one to help you."
"You had to help Kayla, I understand," she lied. He knew she wasn't telling the truth.
"Still, you are my top priority," he said kissing her nose, "And I love you. Now put these on and I'll take you home before your Dad becomes even more alarmed."
When she was dressed and ready to go she went into Ephram's room to see Micah one more time before she left. He had been sleeping for 8 hours now and was still completely out of it. She gave him a kiss on the forehead, wishing she could live at Ephram's house too now. "Goodnight, sweetheart," she whispered.
And while Ephram was grabbing his keys and his jacket to take her home, she walked down the stairs to find Tommy fast asleep on the couch. She supposed hadn't made it up to Ephram's room without laying down. She sat on the couch next to him, finding it amazing that he and Micah looked the same way when they were asleep. She touched his cheek and said, "Happy Birthday," He didn't move and pretended to be asleep just so he could have this moment. "I'm sorry I didn't have time to get you a present, although, I don't know what you would've wanted anyway," she said getting up and taking Ephram's hand as they walked out the door and onto the freshly blanketed snow.
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"I don't wanna be like your brother
I don't wanna be your best friend
I only wanna be your lover
When will this end
If I told you that I wanna be in your life
Then you could be the woman in mine"
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Tommy sat up and watched out the fogged over window, barely being able to make out Amy's figure getting into Ephram's car. "You," he said moved upstairs to sleep on the floor next to his son.
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"Why why are we still friends
When everything says
We should be more than we are
And tell me why every time I find
Someone that I like
We always end up just being friends (Just Being Friends)
Why why are we still friends
When everything says
We should be more than we are
And tell me why every time I find
Someone that I like
We always end up just being friends (Just Being Friends)"