I tried to weasel my way out of carrying Liam, using my nails as an excuse. Thank god Amy didn't check. I doubt I would have been able to carry him. I probably could have been able to pick him up but dropped him five inches along the way.
I put on my shirt and we walked outside, and Amy tried to pick him up. She picked up his torso, and dragged him a few inches. She whined, "Karma, he's gonna have brain damage by the time I'm done if you don't grab his legs." I walk over, and grabbed his legs. They're more toned than I remember. Did I just never notice? My hand slips to his upper leg. All that comes to mind for me is "That's what girls have been throwing themselves at him for? Poor girls, they won't know what kind of disappointment they're in for." We got to the door then Amy just threw him down like a piece of trash at a concert. Amy didn't care about him. I was still holding his legs, and dragged him until he was next to the couch. I let go and struggled to get him on the couch. Amy who was almost to the stairs came back down, and picked him up with me. She's so sweet.
When we got him on the couch, we walked upstairs tired from carrying him. Amy practically threw herself on the bed, I sit down next to her with a smirk on my face. "Why are you so happy?" Amy said with a little smile on her face.
"Did you see that?" I said pointing to the stairs. "Liam just passed out in the front yard. That was hilarious. His face was priceless, come on that had to be funny for you too."
"It was. Not so much when he first showed up, but yeah watching him fumble around while his face was bright red was funny."
I lay back, and before I my head touches the pillow, Amy puts her arm behind my head. She's never been one to be all touchy-feely, so I feel honored by this. I started thinking. Before we were mistaken for lesbians, we never kissed, or hugged too often. We held hands a lot but that was it. Once Shane outed us we were showing off our relationship more than a singer on Vine ... or I was. I feel like Amy was just in it for being with me. I was more in it for the publicity, and kind of for the lie. I'm a compulsive liar. That's a lie. I'm lying to myself, too. What if, in my mind I think I'm in love with Amy, but it's just a lie I created in my head. It can't be. Right?
"Hey, you okay in there?" Amy calls out to me. "You've been staring at the ceiling for like five minutes."
"Yeah ... Yeah."
"Jesus. What we're thinking about, you look like you've seen a ghost."
I get my phone out, and look at the camera. She's right. Any color that was in my face before, is gone now. I set my phone down because Amy's staring.
"Dude. Are you okay?" I'm not. I'm having serious doubts on myself.
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just worried about what Liam's gonna do when he gets up."
"Well, whatever he does I'll be here to protect you." She kisses my forehead. For the moment, I'm feeling complete refuge. I'm not worried if I really love her, I know I do. I nuzzle in her arms and we fall asleep.
When I awaken, it's because Liam is trying to pull me out of the bed without Amy noticing. She's a heavy sleeper, which is what he doesn't know. I separate myself from him, and nuzzle closer to Amy trying to wake her up. The one time her sleeping doesn't help me. She won't get up. Liam whispers, "Karma, I need to talk to you."
I, of course, want no part in him and say in a normal tone, "What do you want, Liam?" Amy starts to move at the sound of his name, not in a good way. She turns so her face is visible to me and Liam, she looks mad. Clearly Liam saw because he backed up a bit, like Amy was a guard dog.
"Karma, I have to go home. Don't I?"
"Yeah. Let me wake up Amy and we'll get you home."
"Okay. She's not mad at me is she?"
"You threw her against the wall last night, she hates you."
"Oh shit. I did?" Liam says this not so quiet. Amy ruffles around, "I'll just ... go, so you two can do your thing." Confused by what that meant I didn't care, Liam walked out and shut the door. I turned back to Amy, and kissed her until she woke up. She woke up and said, "I was having this dream, where you and I were together, and Liam popped in for no reason and I just kicked his ass. It was nice."
"Well, come on. We need to take him home."
"Aw shit I forgot he was here." She gets up. I follow her out of the bed, and get some clothes. I take off my clothes in a teasing manner, I know what I'm doing to Amy. She's looking at me with her "this isn't awkward but it really is" look. She walks over to me and holds my thighs. "I love you, and I love your body too." She kisses me and I kiss back, eventually I drop the clothes in hand. Liam knocks on the door, "Are you two ready yet?"
Amy gets a furious look in her eyes, but looks back at me and sets herself at ease. "Not even close." I yell back.
"Well, are you clothed?" Liam asks.
"Sorta." I continue kissing Amy. "Good enough for me." Liam calls back. He walks in and sees us kissing. We stop once we realize he's in the room, "Liam, get out before I kick your ass." Amy's getting feisty and I like it. Liam walks out, hands in the air showing no intention of trying to piss her off any further.
To Be Continued ...
