Chapter 5: You Make Me Wanna – Usher

'Before anything came between us

you were like my best friend.

The one I used to run to when me and my

girl was having problems.

You used to say it would be okay,

suggest little nice things I should do.

And when I come home at night and lay my head down

all I seem to think about is you.'

Everything aches in the morning but Amy is snuggled into you so you don't dare move. Not yet. Your alarm for school hasn't gone off yet so you'll lie here, lie in your bed and soak in her presence.

The light stings your eyes until they begin to water a little and your head feels claustrophobic, too full, like your thoughts are pushing your skull and tearing it at the seams but you stay.

Amy snuggles even closer, head buried in the crook of your neck.

"Morning," she whispers against your neck and you shiver as her breath tickles.

"Good Morning, Sunshine." She sits up, eyes still a little puffy from crying last night and something inside of you shifts, digs deeper and sharper than before.

You stroke her cheek and she looks softly at you. You wish your words weren't always so sharp. You wish you knew how to be more like paper and less like rock.

"Don't," she says as you open your mouth. "It's okay." You shake your head.

"No it isn't but okay." You both jump as your alarm goes off. "Time for school." She groans and covers her face with a pillow.

"No. Can't we just skip?"

"No, Princess, we can't. Now c'mon, time to get up." You pull the blankets off of her and keep pushing her until she moves.

"You're so lucky I love you're annoying ass."

"And you're so lucky I look out for your education, idiot."

"Right." She rolls her eyes. "Of course. My grades are a direct result of you."

"Exactly. Now move." You pat of her on the butt and she narrows her eyes at you.

"I cannot believe you just did that. This beast of a feminist should kick your ass for that." You smirk.

"Mhmm but the best friend in you will let it slide and get ready. We can't be late."

"Who says that?"

"Me." Something in her changes. Her smile dulls a little and you wonder why.

"Okay. Give me five." She turns and you pull her back by her arm.

"What's up, Aims?"

"Nothing." She shrugs. "I'm just gonna get ready for school." You narrow your eyes and don't stop looking at her. She looks around the room but her eyes keep landing on you. She looks down and taps her arm on the wall. "I just-I just-I'm scared. This weekend was good and I'm scared that everything with fuck up again. And I'm scared you just want to get away from me." You pull her close and wrap your arms around her, kissing her cheek.

"You're so stupid. I don't ever want to leave you." And you don't. You'd give anything to keep her close by, to kiss and touch and love her like you want. The words are on the tip of your tongue but you swallow them down until they burn away in your stomach. "And I'm scared, too," you whisper. "I don't want to lose you. And since we don't want to lose each other, we'll make sure it doesn't happen, right?"

"Right." She takes a deep breath. "Right." She steps back. "I should get ready then."

"No." She frowns. "YOLO, right? Let's skip."

"But I thought you wanted to go."

"I'd rather spend my day with you, Princess." She smiles. "Now let's have some fun." Amy dives onto your bed and climbs under the blankets.

"Let's go back to sleep, then." You roll your eyes and lift up the blanket to tickle her feet. She squirms and kicks and tries to keep away but you know her well. "Stop, stop." You're both laughing.

"I said let's go have some fun not let's go back to bed, lazy girl." You don't let up and she writhes across your bed. You briefly wonder what kind of writhing she would do if you got to love her like you want, but you let the thought go and climb on top of her, attacking her ribs.

"Fine, fine, fine," she chokes out, laughing. "Fine, we can go do…something. Just stop." And so you do. You cheeks feel sore from the smile and laughter that's just consumed you. Nobody makes you laugh, nobody makes you happy quite like her. You pat her leg.

"Okay. So, what're we gonna do?" She raises an eyebrow at you. You look as innocent as possible by biting your lip, wrapping your arms around yourself and looking down. She sighs.

"C'mon, stupid." She pushes you. "If I can't sleep, let's eat, right?" You smirk. "I meant breakfast, idiot." She grabs your hand and pulls you towards the kitchen. "Since when did you get such a dirty mind? You laugh, wholeheartedly.

"Since you became my best friend."

"I'm pretty sure you weren't this bad when we were five."

"No, definitely not but I'm still blaming you." Amy pushes you and you catch yourself on the side and moan in pain.

"Ouch. That hurt."

"Sorry, Karms." She walks over to you and puts an arm around your shoulder. "C'mon, food will make you feel better."

"Of course it will." You smirk, still rubbing your side and Amy rolls her eyes.

After breakfast, you spend the day just watching, a lying and just being with Amy. Luckily, your parents have disappeared like usual for the day and of course, Zen is never home.

She's the only person you can be like this with. Liam, Oliver, everyone else would have to take you somewhere or you'd have to be doing something but with Amy, you can just lie there and be. Well, you can just be until Amy's phone keeps going off, until she keeps frowning and looks upset.

"What's up?"

"She's just so pissed off with me? What did I do? I just wanted to spend time with you and I see her so much. I didn't know it'd upset her this much." She talks faster and faster the more stressed she gets. "I mean, we're best friends." She shrugs.

"Did you explain that? Explain that it was special to us…maybe not the anniversary bit?" You bite your lip and rub your necklace you put back on, yesterday. You're glad she's looking down and doesn't see your nervous tick. She'd immediately know something was wrong.

"Not really. I didn't think it was any of her business."

"Aims, you're her business. You're her girlfriend. Why don't you take her out? Or do something special for her? Show her you're sorry you upset her but remind her that you will spend time with other people. And I don't mean just me. I mean Shane and all your other friends.

"Just tell her we always spend this weekend together, it's a tradition for us. Why don't you try and start a tradition with her so she doesn't feel left out."

"Oh. Good idea. I should go-go and try…plan or something. Thanks so much, Karms. I'll call or text you later and let you know how it goes."

"Okay, Aims. Good luck. Love you."

"Love you, too." She hugs you and then she's gone. And you're alone.

You call Oliver and he comes.

"Where were you today?" You shrug.

"Spent the day with Amy."

"Oh."

"Yeah." You look down and he slings an arm over your shoulder. You know it's unhealthy, to cling to him so much but he's so safe and you know you'll always be just friends. No complications.

You rest your head on his shoulder.

"What's up?"

"I-I'm trying to let her go and be a good friend but it's so hard sometimes, y'know?" You don't even cry anymore, just sit next to Oliver and lean against him. "Her and Reagan are fighting and I was trying to help her fix things, y'know, because that's what friends do but it hurts. It hurts to help her be with someone else."

"I know." You sigh.

"This is stupid. Why the fuck can't I just get over her?" The blood in your veins turns to fire and you want to destroy, to break something. You pull away and scream into a pillow instead and Oliver just sits there and rubs your back.

"It's not easy to get over someone and it's not like you chose this. It's not like any of us choose to like the people we do. It's okay, Karms, it's okay." You lean back and look at him, throwing a sympathetic smile his way.

"How do you do it?" He frowns. "How do you stand by and watch the person you're in love with be with other people?" He wipes his glasses on his shirt and turns away to hide the blush you catch a glimpse of.

"I'm lucky, y'know? I get to love-love someone…a lot." He shrugs. "I just want her happy and so I do everything I can to make sure that happens. That's what you're supposed to do, right?" He looks at you, a pleading look on his face. You swallow and nod.

"I wish I was more like you."

"You are. You helped her, even if you didn't want to and instead of being selfish, instead of forcing her to choose, you keep your mouth shut and cry to me." Guilt gnaws away in your stomach.

"I'm sorry." You shrug. "I know you're going through some stuff, too. You can talk to me, too, y'know?"

"I do know." A small smile spreads across his face. "You'd probably understand more than anyone but I'm okay. You're the one struggling at the moment and you're the one that needs me so I'm here. And so is Cait if you ever need her."

"I know."

"So, I was thinking. Cait wants to go to another party this weekend." You smirk.

"You didn't strike me as such a party goer."

"I'm not but someone has to look after her." You scoff and nod your head in agreement. "Anyways, why don't you come with us? We can see what's out there and you might get to have some fun with someone." You roll your eyes and nudge him.

"Maybe I don't want to have fun with just someone."

"I didn't mean it like that but you might surprise yourself. The best way to get over someone is to get under someone, right?" A laugh erupts from deep within your stomach.

"Is that what you're going to do?" He blushes and looks away.

"That's different. I have to look out for the two of you and drive you guys home." You shake your head.

"You don't have to, Ol. We may be girls but we can look after ourselves."

"I know, I know. I didn't mean it—"

"Like that. I know, I know."

"I just feel better keeping an eye on you both, just in case." You look at him for a few moments and take in the excessive fidgeting and how he seems to squirm under your gaze, even though he's not looking at you.

"I know." You place an arm on his bicep. "I appreciate it a lot, I do but don't you want to have some fun?"

"I do. I might not get drunk but it's pretty entertaining watching everyone embarrass themselves and stuff, y'know?"

"Fair enough."

"Yeah. So…you in?"

"Why not." He throws an arm around you.

"Thatta girl." You laugh before looking down and feeling sadness over come you, once again. "It's okay, don't be sad. She's in your life and she loves you and now you've got me and Cait, too and we care."

"I know." You raise a hand and pat his chest a few times. "You're the best."

He smiles and you copy him.

He's still throwing smiles your way, the next morning at school.

You're guessing Amy's plans, whatever they were, worked because she hasn't texted and you've just caught a glance of her. She looks happy. She looks happy and it's not because of you.

You look away and Oliver gives you a hug.

"Good morning, Sunshine."

"Morning, Ol."

"How're you feeling?" You sigh before deciding this is it, this is it. You can't have her, you'll move on and find someone you can have, someone worth your time (unlike Liam).

"You know what? I'm good." You hold your head high and Oliver looks at you for a few moments, frown in place before it morphs into a smile.

"Good. So, let's head to class. We good to meet at lunch?"

"Of course. Is Cait joining us today?" He shrugs.

"I don't know…probably." You smile. Today's a new day and you won't let things get you down, not today.

Amy walks over to you both as you head to class.

"Hey, guys. How's it going?" You smile.

"It's going good." Oliver nods his head next to you. She looks at him and you notice the way she tenses just a little, the way her smile dims just a little.

You loop your arm with his.

"We're heading to class, you joining us?"

"Sure-sure," she says and you loop your arm through hers.

You turn to Oliver and kiss his cheek, whispering a 'thank you for everything' in his ear. He blushes a little and looks down.

"You're welcome?" You nod your head and smile before turning to Amy and just watch. She's looking down, smile long gone and you feel something twist inside you. She's your best friend and she's feeling left out and so you kiss her cheek, too. She blushes but a small smile appears and she looks at you. You look softly at her and see everything that matters, everything that means anything to you standing right there, right in front of you.

"Thanks for everything, Princess. This weekend was the best." You squeeze her arm a little tighter and use your thumb to rub her lower arm.

You walk in silence for a few moments before you notice where you are.

"Well, this is me." You all stop and they both look at you. "Thanks for walking me to class, guys. I'll see you later." You throw a wave at both of them before taking a breath and walking away.

"I'll see you at lunch," Oliver shouts in your direction and you turn and nod in his direction. Amy stands there, arms around herself and you smile at her.

"I'll see you at lunch, too?" She smiles and nods her head in agreement. You wink and walk into class with a smile on your face.

A/N:

Sorry this update took so long and sorry that it's a little shorter than the previous updates. Hopefully, I'll have another chapter up real soon.

Also, I've started a second Faking It fan fiction! Check it out if you want and if you don't want to, then don't. :)

I hope you're all enjoying this.

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