Hello friends. I'm sorry this update is super late. I've been busy with work, and with my other fic. Word of advice; don't start a fanfiction if you haven't finished one that you're working on. It's hard, for me anyways. Maybe ya'll are super human and can do it. Anyways, thank you for voting!

Amy's POV

I push myself through the waves of drunk people, not bothering to look back and see if Karma is following me. Right now, I don't care about Karma. She lied to me, and I feel sick to my stomach for putting my hands and lips where Liam's hands and lips have already been. This is so typical of her; keeping things from me to cover for herself. Karma is so selfish, and I feel fucking stupid for thinking otherwise. I really should just go back and hit her, right in the mouth. Right in that beautiful goddamn mouth, because she fucking deserves it, and because she won't be kissing anybody else if she's left with a busted lip.

My burning hand is reaching for the front door when I feel a sharp tug on my elbow. I turn around, my eyes are stinging, they feel dry but I know once I'm out of this house they'll be soaking with tears. I turn around and my eyes are met with Alex's hazel eyes; those eyes that I've gotten to know so well. They're soft and honest, and it's what I need right now.

"Hey." I can barely hear her voice over the loud noises, but I read her moving lips, and now they're holding a tiny smile.

I try to reciprocate the smile, but I can't. "Hi," I say back, releasing the lump that hadn't left my throat. The grip she had on my elbow has moved down to my wrist. My skin is already boiling from the anger I'm feeling, and her touch is only making it warmer.

Without saying another word, she directs me outside, her hand still grasping my wrist, and I follow behind her. It feels nice outside, the night breeze airs out my tension, and helps my body return to a normal temperature.

"Were you about to leave?" she asks. She's facing me, and her eyebrows crease in confusion. She's let go of her hand on my wrist.

I nod. I'm afraid to open my mouth and say anything, because I know my words will come out weak and short.

"Where's Karma?" Hearing her name makes me want to throw up.

"Inside," I reply softly before clearing my throat. My nerves are out of whack right now, I'm trying to hold myself together but that's hard to do when your ex-girlfriend is right in front of you after your current girlfriend just told you she messed around with the person you despise. It doesn't help that she predicted all of this either, it makes me feel even more stupid.

Alex looks even more confused now. "Were you going to leave without her?"

I nod.

She steps a little closer to me. "Why? Is everything okay?" I'm surprised she's asking me that, considering my eyes are bloodshot and my breath is dripping with alcohol. I figured she could very clearly see that nothing is okay right now.

I shrug, and stare down at my feet. I don't want to talk about what happened, I don't want to talk about Karma, I don't want to be at this ridiculous party, I don't want to be standing so close and looking so pathetic in front of Alex, I just want to go home and wash away all of tonight with some much needed sleep.

She takes another step towards me, and my eyes move back up to her face. She really is beautiful. "Do you wanna talk about it?" her hand is on my wrist again. Her voice is filled with genuine concern, and her eyes are showing me the same.

I shake my head, "I just want to go home." I finally mustered up the guts to open my mouth and let some words fall out. My voice isn't as shaky as I thought it would be, but it's raspy, mostly because I'm tired as hell and still fighting the tears.

"Let me take you home." I shake my head again. As much as I appreciate her being with me right now, I, more than anything, want to be alone. "Amy, I know you've been drinking. You're not okay to drive." I stay quiet, I guess she can smell the alcohol and see the red lines in my eyes. "Just give me your keys and I'll drive to your house."

"How are you supposed to get home?"

A tiny, cute smile sits on her lips. "I'll just walk, it's not like I haven't done it before."

I shake my head repeatedly, for the third time. "No, no, no, you can't do that, it's late." This girl is kinda crazy; she could get raped or kidnapped and for what? Just so I can get home okay? I don't deserve this, I hurt her but here she is, like nothing happened. Why did I chose Karma again? Alex is so beautiful, inside and out.

She laughs softly at my response, which makes me smile. "I don't live that far from you, Amy. I think I can manage."

Karma's POV

I brush off the last tears that are sitting on my cheeks and move to the mirror. I looked really good earlier and now I look like a slobbery mess. I rip off some toilet paper and clean up my mascara and eyeliner as best as I can before leaving the restroom. Of course I find Liam leaning against the wall in front of the door, waiting for me, I assume.

"I thought you and Amy were over, Karma," he says, leaning off the wall and stepping towards me. Great, now I have to deal with this when I should be looking for Amy, who I hope hasn't actually left.

"I never really said we were." I keep my response short, hoping this conversation doesn't drag out because hurting Liam's feelings is really the last thing I care about.

"You didn't have to, it was kinda obvious to me that you guys were over when you had your tongue all over mine the other day, but then I walk in on you doing the same thing with her." His eyes are sternly looking back into mine, and his tone is cold, but I can tell he's hurting.

I sigh, "Look, I'm sorry if I led you on, but I was confused."

He scoffs, "Confused about what? Be honest, I know you want me, and I want you. You can stop faking everything with Amy. There's no crowd to lie for." He's closer to me now, and I'm irritated by his response.

I frown at him, "I'm not faking anything anymore. And if you want me to really be honest, I only talk to you when I need to stop thinking about Amy, but I'm done doing that, and if I've faked anything, it was my feelings for you." I turn around and begin to walk away, but he stops me, tugging callously at my arm with his disgustingly big hand.

My face is near his, our noses are practically touching, and his grip is hurting me. "I fucking love you, Karma," he says through his teeth, and I can smell the beer in his breath.

"Let go of me." I roughly shake my arm out of his hand and push him away, not thinking twice about what he had just said. I don't care for his love, it isn't honest and true, I want Amy's. And with that, I turn around and head for the front door.

I open it and step outside. There are a few people standing, I let my eyes scan the perimeter of Shane's front lawn before zeroing in on Amy's body. She's talking to someone, I'm not close enough to hear what's being said, and whoever she's talking to is shorter than her because I can't make out who it is. It isn't Shane, he and Amy are about the same height. It must be Alex. I rush to Amy, tapping her on the shoulder. She turns around and as soon as she sees it's me, she makes a face showing her obvious displeasure. I try to brush it off, and let my eyes move past her, and just as I knew it, Alex is standing before us. She didn't give me a dirty look like I had expected. I move my eyes back to Amy's.

I open my mouth to say something, but she cuts me off, "What?" her voice hasn't changed tones since she left me in the restroom.

I manage a smile despite her reaction, at least she's paying attention to me. "I'm glad you haven't left," I say softly, her facial expression stays the same.

"I'm about to."

"Yeah, I was going to drive her home." I hear Alex chime in. Her words and voice sound like nails on a fucking chalkboard. She is planning on taking Amy home? Yeah, right. And then what? I know what, she's also going to slither her way into Amy's bed and take advantage of her alcoholic and wounded state. She's not taking Amy home, over my dead fucking body.

"That won't be necessary," I say loudly, looking back at her. "I can take her home."

"I don't want to go home with you," Amy says back, hear words sting, but I can't just give up.

"Amy, I know you're mad, but it'll help if we just go home and talk about this." Her mouth stays closed, but I see her jawline clench and if she weren't mad at me, I'd totally attack her lips with mine. Angry and drunk Amy was kind of a hot look for her. "Please," I take her hand with mine and to my surprise she doesn't pull away.

Amy frustratingly bites down on her bottom lip, it's kinda distracting. "Fine," she finally says, and I could do cartwheels around the front lawn. She pulls her hand away from mine and hands me her keys. "You're driving." I nod, she turns around and says goodbye to Alex.

"You know you can call or text me whenever you need something. I'll always be here for you." I roll my eyes at her words, and can't help the jealousy boiling over me.

I take Amy's hand in mine again, "That won't be necessary, either," I say back at her. The jealousy took over and I couldn't help the words that just left my mouth. "Come on, baby."

Amy's POV

I follow Karma's lead to my car. I don't know where she got the nerve to use a pet name, especially now, when I'm not exactly happy with her. Regardless, the term made my stomach turn, in the best way possible, and honestly, it did edge off some of the irritation.

The entire car ride was quiet, but I could feel Karma's eyes shifting between the road and the side of my face. The alcohol has worn off, for the most part. I don't feel sick to my stomach anymore, my vision isn't fuzzy, but I can't really filter my thoughts and what leaves my mouth, and I'm still angry more than anything, at Karma.

I keep my hand on Karma's as she moves us through her house. Once we're in her room, I remain standing by the door, not wanting to sit near her on the foot of her bed. She's looking at me, and I'm looking back at her.

"Amy.." she begins, I keep my face rigid. "I'm sorry. I thought you and Alex still had something going on, and I thought you had used me." Her voice and eyes are soft, but I don't let it bother me.

"Why would you think that?" It sort of hurt that she thought that low of me, it's like she completely forgot who I am as a person.

She shrugs, "Because I did it to you, I used you, and I just thought you were getting back at me."

"So you decided to run back to Liam?" She stays quiet, and looks down to her hands. "I really should have done it to you, I should have used you, and maybe then you would actually know what it feels like. I shouldn't have taken you back so easily, I shouldn't be in this room with you right now. I should be with Alex, she's never hurt me like you have." The words came spewing out, I couldn't stop it. It's like the frustration of the last few weeks has spilled over and it's now visible with what I'm saying. I can feel myself getting shaky, my nerves are shot.

Karma lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine, she eases off her bed, and moves toward me. "You don't mean that."

I clench my jaw together before responding, "Yes, I do."

Karma shakes her head, "You should have done it to me, but you didn't. You shouldn't have taken me back, but you did. Why, Amy?"

The realization of why I took her back, of why I chose not to get back at her for what she's done, clears away the animosity. "Because I fucking love you, Karma." The words, along with all the things she's done wrong, escape from me. Even if I want to hate her, I can't. Never. She could do the worst things imaginable, and I'd still find it impossible to stay away from her.

Karma's POV

Amy's words mirror what Liam said to me earlier, only I feel my heart burst and my eyes swell up with tears when she said it. I shouldn't have provoked her to say it because I don't deserve to hear it. Amy's good, she's better than me, and she's right. She should be with somebody who has only done her good. "I don't deserve you." I don't bother to stop the slow tears from falling out of my arid eyes. The tears are honest, my words are honest, something I haven't really been with Amy.

She shakes her head, "I don't care." And without saying anything else, she cups her hands firmly on my face and places her lips onto mine. The tears keep falling, but I don't hesitate to reciprocate, letting my mouth ride out with hers. I kiss her back, hungrily, and letting my lips tell her that I love her too, because I do. I haven't lived long enough to know what love should feel like, but I know that this is it. Every time we kiss, it feels electric, it always has. I know that I haven't done anything right, and it's almost unfair to have Amy this way, but I can't help it. I love her, and I won't let her go.

In the next chapter, I think you guys know what's coming. So prepare for that. Most of you voted for a Karmy endgame, so that's what I will finish off with. I'm still debating on whether the next chapter will be the last. We'll see. Thank you for reading, don't forget to leave some love in the reviews section. Thank you! xx