Faking It FanFiction: The Liamy Situation *COMPLETED*

Karmy or Lamy?

A lot has happened over the past few weeks. I finally know this tragic secret Lauren's been keeping. Turns out she's intersex, definitely didn't see it coming and definitely didn't think she would ever tell me or anyone else for that matter. But especially me, were not really that close... at all. At a sleepover a week ago, Karma and I almost kissed on a dare. It didn't happen of course, she backed out. Ever since my unfortunate tryst with Liam, I've been starting to doubt my feelings for Karma... and my own sexuality. I love Karma... but I also loved having sex with Liam. What I remember of it anyway. Especially since she practically forced a Brazilian on me a few days ago. I kissed her, it was hot. But that was it. There was nothing there. I've never felt anything for anyone except Karma. I'm not sure about Liam at this point. I don't know what I exactly feel for him yet. What I do know is I have to get him to stay quiet about us.

Things have slowly returned to normal, kind of, with me and Karma. She wants to try out for the drama club. She's super talented she's sure to get a spot. But then Shane arrives and announces he too is auditioning... and now I don't know how good her chances are. Shane then demands Karma leaves so he can "gay talk" with me. What the hell does that even mean?!? Regardless she leaves and he gets right down to business. My mouth drops when I realizes he knows. 

"Shane, that was the biggest mistakes of my life, I can barely stand thinking about it!" 

"What having sex with a guy?" He asks. 

I give him a bewildered facial expression as he continues. "So you didn't enjoy it? Or did you? Are you bi now? What does it all mean?" 

I struggle with the answer. "What it means is that I did the most horrible thing a best friend could do." 

He gives me a look, "You mad a mistake. Don't forget that it was Karma's lie that set this whole crazy train in motion." 

My relationship with Karma is finally getting on track and Liam is not going to ruin it. 

"Where is he?" 

"He's not at school. He has a... thing. Be glad that he's not. He's literally so guild-ridden he could tell Karma at any minute." 

"What!" I yell quietly. "I have to go... I suddenly have a thing to do to." I run off leaving him confused.

Don't ask me how, but I've tracked down Liam. I was shocked at how big his house was... but not that shocked. I figured he was wealthy. Liam quickly spots me and I freeze. He immediately tries to get me to leave, but I stand tall and firm. I won't leave until he promises to keep his big mouth shut. He's about usher me off, until his sister pops up. I hatch a genius plan. I introduce myself as his girlfriend, and he's mortified. 

"Liam has this weird hangup on introducing me to his family. Are you guys assassins? Drug lords? Do you feed on blood? 

"No, but I would if it could cure my crows feet." She says too seriously. She drags me with her leaving Liam standing alone. She takes me to what I guess is her room and dresses me up. Apparently the party is an engagement party for her and some senator. We then began to talk about Skorkle. 

"Wow, I can't believe Liam is the heir to Skorkle!" 

"Well, he could be one day but right now he wants no part in the family business." She explains to me. 

After she dresses me she leads me to the party where I find a wonderful plate of shrimp waiting for me. Liam finds me as he's shaking a martini. He wants me to leave. I bet he does. And I inform him I will leave when he learns to shut the fuck up. We argue until his father walks up. He introduces himself and then so do I as Liam's pregnant girlfriend! HAHA! He looked like he was about to pass out. Liam I mean. I put him out of his misery and laughed it off as a joke. I try to start talking about the protest until Liam pulls me away. JERK.

I think we're finally about to talk when he pulls me into a closet, but the next thing I know he's locking me in. HE LOCKED ME IN A FUCKING STORAGE CLOSET!!! Who does that?!? Time goes by and I pass the time by gnawing on a baguette, whatever the hell that is, when a cater walks in. 

"I was locked in here." I say when she stares. 

"Kinky, I like it." She says back. 

"Just to be clear, I'm not one of these people." 

"Well, your boyfriend is. Play your cards right and you could be." 

Boyfriend? I dismiss that thought quickly. "He's not my boyfriend. Um. There are no boyfriends... around me... right now." 

She shrugs, "Me either." 

I nod to her and dash out of the closet in search for Liam. When I found him we still weren't on the same page, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. I yelled at him, slapped him, and said we met at a Skorkle protest and that he was sleeping with my best friend. Which wasn't technically a lie. I finished with a drink to his face. I thought I finally succeeded when his father wanted to see him privately. I decided to follow, I kind of wanted to hear his dad lay into him. To my surprised I didn't get any pleasure from it at all. I actually felt kind of bad. When we were back at the party I went up to Liam and offered him a donut and apologized. I went too far. I'm shocked to find he's not even mad at me. I mean, I would definitely be mad at me. Liam then decides to make a toast. He announces that he's sorry for disappointing his family and pursuing art. He then address his sister as his mom. HIS MOM!!! Like WTF right now?!? 

"That's right folks. Robin my sister is really my mother. She herself knocked up at 16 and those two? My grandparents? They got her shipped off to boarding school in Switzerland and then they raised me as their son. They'll all been lying about it for so long that they actually now believe it." He raises his glass and toast. 

I stand there staring... completely dumbfounded. I look around trying to avoid eye contact and say, "Great party!"

The party is over and Liam walks me out. He's completely thrilled that this is out in the open and that a weight as been lifted. I tell that that I understand why honesty is important to him now. He gives me a hint that he's going to keep the secret, which is really all I wanted. I wave goodbye and I go home. As I walk home I began to think about Liam, which is weird, but I roll with it. I definitely see him in somewhat of a different light. And oddly I still have a small inkling to have sex with him again... sober. Well, maybe not sober, I don't know! There is no Amy and Liam! You got to get this out of your head!!! There is no... I stop walking. Well, maybe-maybe there is?