Sorry! I am such a bad writer to keep you guys waiting. I've been so busy, a lot has happened to where I just couldn't deal and I rather you wait for my best rather than a pile crap! Here is the second chapter, I'm still working out where I want to go, but I have a pretty good layout. No story is on hiatus, it's just taking me more time than I like to post everything. I seriously love the feedback and comments and love you guys show to all of my writings, not just this one because you seriously make my day! Thanks again for hanging in there with me and I promise another chapter of either Summer Lovin' or Made To Love You is on its way soon. Love love love love you guys xoxoxoxo

Chapter 2

After the encounter with Reagan, I rush home, put the groceries away and call Shane. I don't give a fuck what he and Duke are doing, but I need my favorite GBF, like right now. He answers on the fifth ring and all I hear is heavy breathing and 'Duke stop,' followed my giggling. Shane is fucking giggling, still getting used to that and it's been almost six damn years of off and on between the two.

"Shane! Dammit, put it away for a second, this is important!" I exclaimed still reeling from the last half hour.

"What? Hold up. Duke, honey I'm on the phone, just give me a minute and I'm all yours," I hear the smacking of lips and am immediately nauseous of the lovely dovey shit. Yeah, definitely still getting used to this side of Shane.

"Okay. What the hell are you talking about? What's happening?"

"Well, mom had me do the grocery shopping because she had to work, Lauren was gone, and Bruce was already at work. Anyway, I was going down the snack aisle because lets face it, that's where the donuts are, and I rammed my cart into someone else's and made them fall," I explained like it is the most life changing story ever, which in my case it could be.

"Damn, you are such a klutz boo. Amy, you are 21 years old, learn to watch where you're going, huh. Anyway, I don't see why you're so excited about knocking someone on their ass, continue," he laughs at my expense. I roll my eyes because no matter how much I love him, he can work my last nerve.

"Anyway, I went to help the person up and guess who it was..." I say before he interrupts yet again.

"W-w-who w-was it?" I hear him stammer and immediately know that he and Duke are back at it.

"Ewww seriously dudes?! You can't wait?" I complain.

"Duke! Sorry Ames," he says not sounding sorry at all.

"Anyway, you will never guess, it was Reagan!" I yell super excited.

"HOLY SHIT! Seriously?! Well tell me everything and don't leave anything out! Sorry babe, story time, give us some time," he says letting me know I have his full attention ready for gossip. I go over everything that happened and he laughed some more at my expense. When I told him about tonight, it was like listening to Karma squeal over something Liam related or cutsey. Cue more eye rolling on my end.

"This is AMAZING! The love gods are looking upon you! You have a second chance to fall back in love, get married, have lesbian sex, have babies, and live gayly ever after," he squeals on the other end. "Okay, so when and where is this date?"

"First, it's not a date, at least I don't think it is. Anyway, I don't know where, but she texted me that she will be here at around 7 pm. I'm just relaxing until then," I tell him which he replies with a dramatic gasp.

"7 pm? You should be getting ready right now!" he yelled startling me to death.

"Dude, it's 4:30 now, I have plenty of time to throw something on before she gets here," I explain.

"Throw something on? Who are you and what have you done to my new fashionable LBF? You know what no worries, I'm on my way. See you in 15," he says before hanging up, not giving me a chance to argue. True to his word, he is waltzing in my house like he lives here, which he practically does if he isn't with Duke or Liam.

"Okay first thing's first, outfits. You are not going out with a damn donuts tank on or anything else food related. We are going for sexy casual, a little more girly. Next, hair and makeup is a must. I know you hate makeup, but a natural look will suit your skin tone perfectly," he says while leading me up the stairs.

"Oh, boy. What would I do without you?" I quip with heavy sarcasm.

"I wonder the same thing sometimes. Now let's get to work," he states as he throws the doors of my closet open. After about an hour or so of clothes flying, shoe throwing, and accessories scattered, I have a Shane approved outfit. Next, was my hair, which is now in a messy bun seeing how my day consisted of food shopping and television.

"Oh my God! Reagan saw your hair like this? And she still agreed to go out with you, she has got to still be in love with you," he says untangling my hair and beginning to brush.

"Hey! First, I had no idea I was going to run into her, or anyone at the store. Secondly, it is not a date dork. It's just catching up over a bite to eat, it is not a big deal. Plus, we don't even know if she is single or what, so I refuse to get my hopes up," I finish a little sadly. I never actually stopped to think about if she found someone else. Someone she loves more and thinks is way better for her than the likes of me. Suddenly, I feel arms around me and I look up to see Shane giving me sympathetic eyes, like he knows what I am thinking and feels bad.

"I know what you are thinking. Stop it now Amy," he demands hugging me from behind.

"What if she found someone else? Someone better than me who is on the same level as her and knows her better than I ever did or will? What if I am just kidding myself into thinking I was ever good enough for someone as wonderful as her? She could still see me as the 16 year old confused sophomore, who couldn't figure out who I was," I say as a tear threatened to fall, but I wouldn't let it. Karma may have been the person I went to when things went bad with Reagan, but Shane knew the ends and outs of what I was feeling and how I coped with everything. I told Karma and Lauren the minimum, while Shane knew everything.

"Hey now, stop. You are beyond good enough for Reagan or anyone else. I know it was hard to say goodbye, but this is your chance to start over and the right way. No lies or secrets can stand in your way like they did back then. Reagan would be lucky to have you back in her life, and that is a fact. Don't sell yourself short because of bad timing and confusion. Just let everything be and see where it goes. And listen Reagan or no Reagan, I will be right here like I always have and always will be okay," he smiles down at me. I smile back and pull my best gay into the tightest hug I can at this awkward angle.

"Okay, now let's get you beautiful, Reagan won't know what hit her!" We set off to work, making me 'not-date' ready.