Disclaimer: I don't own Faking It or any of its characters and yada yada whatever you're supposed to say here. You get the point.

A/N: This may be a little AU. Amy has a g!p so if you're not into that I suggest you don't read this.

Oh boy that S2 part b trailer was uh … But I'm glad many of you enjoyed the last chapter, specifically the ending ;)

I'm so sorry for making you all wait so long for an update. Honestly, this month was a blur.

Anyways, enjoy.

Love Like Fools

Chapter 9

*Charlotte POV*

The brightness lighting up the room causes my eyes to flutter open.

The sight of an arm curled around my stomach causes a shy smile take over my face. Leaning back on the warmth, the curve of Amy's nose nestles against my neck.

Sighing, I interlock my fingers with the ones resting on my stomach.

*Amy POV*

Warm, it's warm.

Squirming in bed, my limbs collide with hers. Realizing our close proximity, I scoot back a bit. Charlotte rolls over to face me, a grin spread on her face.

My eyebrows furrow at the look of amusement on her face, "What?"

"You cuddled me," Charlotte teases.

My face heats in embarrassment. Rolling away from her, I grumble into the pillows. Charlotte's melodic laugh fills the room before molding her front against my back.

Warm lips ghost across the back of my neck, "I didn't say I didn't like it. It was the best way to wake up after last night."

Ugh I'm such a sucker.

Even though she can't see my expression, I hide my smile with a roll of my eyes. Turning my head, Charlotte's leaning up on her elbow to smile down at me.

Surging forward to connect our lips, I turn around to lay on top of her. When Charlotte's teeth hook onto my lip, the rumbling of my stomach makes us both stop before we both burst into laughter.

Giving her a last kiss on the forehead, I get up to put on something to wear. "Diner around the corner?"

Looking over my shoulder, Charlotte nods.

Quickening my pace, I pull open the door for Charlotte to walk through first.

Spotting the open hand behind her back, I hold it to tangle our fingers. I return the smile she gives me and follow her to an available booth.

"Speaking of the devil." My head snaps to the familiar voice.

Before us, Shane and Karma occupy a table. Usually Shane's looking sharp but he's had as much to drink last night as I have which probably justifies his hoodie and jeans outfit, next to an equally hung over Karma with sun glasses covering half her face.

"Hey guys," chuckling, Charlotte and I part to sit next to them.

"Did you guys order yet? I'm starving." Charlotte's wide eyes search for the closest waiter until she finds one.

Smiling at her antics, I turn my head back to Karma.

"Not hungry." Karma mumbles into her coffee.

"You okay?" I ask rubbing her back.

Clearing her throat and sitting up straighter, Karma nods. "Ya. Ya I'm good."

"Uhm okay." I reply with a confused look on my face. That was a little cold.

"What can I get for you?" A blonde waiter asks at the head of our table, with a note pad and pen in hand. Moving his gaze to the far end of the table, his lips pull into a charming smile.

Tracing his gaze back to Shane, I sigh in relief. If I had a dollar for every time Shane AND Charlotte have been hit on by someone else while with me, I'm grateful for Shane's charm.

"A stack of pancakes with extra syrup, no butter and a black coffee," my eyebrows rise in surprise and I nod when Charlotte's eyes look atop the menu for my approval.

"And I'll take the classic breakfast with just a water please." With that, our waiter leaves the table.

An awkward silence falls over the table immediately.

"So…" Shane's voice drawls.

Karma abruptly jolts at my side, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Standing up to let her out of the booth I watch Karma head towards the back of the diner. My steps falter, deciding against the decision to follow her.

Plopping back down in to the booth, I'm surprised to see our waiter already making his way towards the table with our meals in hand.

"Pancakes and classic breakfast for the ladies," setting them down in front of us with a nod of his head before straightening up, his voice is then directed to Shane. "Let me know if you guys need anything."

Looking over to Shane, I chuckle at the mischievous glint in his eyes as they pin on our waiter.

"Actually, I think I'll have a tall glass of that." With a roll of her eyes, Charlotte stands up to let Shane out of the booth too.

I look across the table, watching Charlotte pick at her pancakes.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you still in love with her?"

My fingers unconsciously tighten around the utensils in my hands. Staring down into my lunch, I can feel Charlotte's gaze on me.

For the past couple of days, our relationship has pushed the boundaries of just sex and couple intimacy. It's something that's constantly lingering at the back of my mind.

It's now or never Amy. Taking a deep breath, I lock eyes with her.

"Not the way I feel towards you." Charlotte's posture relaxes visibly, encouraging my next words.

"Karma's my best friend, I grew up with her. She has a big influence on the person I've become. And she'll always be a big part of my life. But the things that happened between us didn't end well for either of us. But it's what lead me to you and that's all that matters to me Charlotte."

Stretching over the table to put my lips on hers, I tell her the words that I've been aching to tell her for weeks. "I love you."

Smiling against mine, her lips pulls into a smile.

"I love you too Amy."

So…