Hey guys! I've already planned out how the rest of this is gonna go, however, I'm not sure if I should have a Karmy endgame or not. SO, you should all leave me what you'd prefer in the reviews/comments section. Of course the decision is ultimately up to me, but I'd love ya'lls input. Thank you for reading! xx

Karma's POV

I scrambled through my closet, looking for anything that's skimpy, short, and sexy. I settle for a solid, tight blouse and a pair of very fitting jeans. Tonight was another of Shane's parties, and of course, Amy and I are invited. We're together now, officially. No confusion, no thoughts left unspoken, no excuses for why I just kissed her, nothing complicated, and it is beyond amazing. Everything was so much better with Amy; just imagine doing everything best friend do, but add holding hands, hugging, cuddling, and kissing. Lots and lots of kissing. But of course, there was still the problem of not telling her what happened with me and Liam. I don't see the point in telling her; it was a mistake on my part, and all it will do is upset Amy. What she doesn't know, won't kill her.

I snuggle halfway into my jeans when my phone rings. I hop over to it, clutching the top of my pants. I answer in a huff, without really looking at the screen, "Hello?"

"Hey." It's Amy, and I can tell by her tone that she's smiling, I'm already smiling from hearing her voice on the other line.

"Hi," I answer back with a steadier breath, and resume putting on my jeans. I get them on, completely on this time.

"What are you doing?" There's something in her voice, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

"I'm just getting ready," I answer back as I walk around the room, looking for that blouse I picked out earlier.

I hear her cute laugh before she responds. "Really? Doesn't sound like you're just getting ready," she puts an emphasis on 'just getting ready.'

I'm smiling again. "What does it sound like I'm doing then?" I know what she's going to say, and it must've been my heavy breathing.

"Something dirty," she says. I feel my face turn hot at the mere thought of it. There's a pause between us, I'm incapable of responding. "Do you need any help?" her voice is soft, but almost husky, and I don't know exactly when Amy had become so forward and aggressive, but I love it, honestly.

"Actually, yes. I can't find my blouse." I know having Amy "help" me would probably only cause more clothes to fall off my body, but I didn't care.

She responds quickly, "Good because I'm outside your house, and I'm coming in." Then a click, and within the minute, there's a knock at the door of my room.

"Come in," I say in a loud, almost shaky voice. I'm standing in the middle of my room, in nothing but a bra, underwear, and jeans. Amy opens the door and steps inside before closing it behind her. I see her eyes move around my body as I take in her gaze, and the way her chambray shirt is rolled up at the sleeves, how it's buttoned down just right, and how I want it on the floor of my room.

I'm very sorry that this is so short, but I promise I will update this tomorrow (Monday basically) I had to cut it off at some point because I also want time to work on and publish the second part of my other story (which ya'll can also check out, it's called Grins) tonight but please leave your thoughts on what might happen in the next chapter, or on if you think this should be Karmy endgame or not. Thank you! xx