Chapter Twenty Three

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*Liam's P.O.V.*

I think I love Karma. Oh god, what has she done to me? I don't love people. I only wanted her for sex before. I just wanted to cross a lesbian off my fuck it list. She got to me, and now I'm at her best friends door, and I don't know what I'm doing. It's no use to try and get her back. She's in love with Amy, and it's too late. I'm just gonna have to move on from Karma, and maybe we can put this behind us one day. That's what I'll do. I'll just get over her. Yeah! I'm Liam Booker. I can get any girl I want with the blink of an eye, and if girls don't help I'm still rich. I tend to ignore that part of my family since it's too filled with greed but- A voice pulls me from my thoughts.

"Well ... Tell us." Amy snarls while Karma is holding on her hand hiding partially behind her.

"Uh ... I, uh, I'm very sorry ... For whatever I did that night. I was drunk and was trying to get Karma back. I'm sorry Amy." Her eyes widen when I said her name instead of Karma's. "I threw you into the wall, tried to have sex with your girlfriend and in the process made you feel like the third wheel. And Karma, I'm sorry to you, too. For messing with your relationship, hurting your girlfriend and anything else I did. If you guys still hate me, which I don't blame you if you do, I'll go and I'll stay out of your lives."

Karma came from behind Amy's back and whispered to Amy. I know they were discussing their options, since I heard Amy blatantly say, "But I hate him."

When they stopped whispering Karma told me, "You don't have to stay out of our lives, since Shane was your friend first, but stay away from us if we're not around him. And no flirting, trying to make one of us jealous, or trying to tamper with our relationship through Shane or anyone else we know."

I smiled brightly, "Thank you." And leaned myself into a huge hug involving both of them.

Of course, Amy, who didn't move to the hug at all, said sternly, "Get. Off." I backed down because I know that when I'm drunk is the only time I'm good at fighting. Yes, I do mixed martial arts when I'm angry but I'm too scared to hurt anyone unless they're trying to hurt me ... Or if I'm drunk and I certainly won't fight a girl because it's a lose-lose situation. If I win, I get known as the guy who beat up a girl. If I lose, I get known as the guy who got beat up by a girl. They walked back into the house, and I hopped in my black car.

*Amy's P.O.V.*

I know he's just trying to win over Karma. We walk through the door, and Lauren stares directly at us. "What was that about?"

"Nothing. Karma let's go." Still holding her hand, I led her upstairs. Once we reached my room, or should I say our room, I let go of her hand. I walked directly to the closet, and started to pull out an outfit. I grabbed my clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

*Karma's P.O.V.*

I can tell Liam's getting to her. I hate him too, he may have just apologized but I still want no part in him. She probably thinks I want him again since I was nice to him.

She's taking a shower now, and I'm just sitting on her bed waiting for her. I don't know how but even my phone doesn't entertain me. I walk into the bathroom and thankfully Amy has the shower door shut, so I can't see her. "Karma? ... What the fuck are you doing?"

"I got bored."

"So you walk in on my shower?"

"Well, what else am I supposed to do?"

"Take a nap. Text someone. Watch tv. Make my family uncomfortable."

"I'm not tired. I tried to but that was boring, too. I wouldn't be able to pay attention to it. And I'm not as mean as you. I came from a loving family, so I don't feel the need to torture them."

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