The Story of Sqampy

Chapter 17

Amy's POV:

After Sqaishey and I got back from the mall, Stampy took Sqaishey out so it was just Squid and me at the apartment.

 Squid was currently getting some snacks from the kitchen while I was sitting on the couch contemplating a movie to watch. We decided while Sqaishey and Stampy were gone we were going to watch "life as we know it."

I had it started paused while Squid fixed the snacks. I couldn't get what Sqaishey said to me today out of my mind:

You know he likes you.

I kept on thinking this, over and over...

Squid's POV:

Seeing as Sqaishey and Stampy went for a "walk," I figured we could watch a movie until they get back. Also, I am kind of glad it is just us because I was planning to try and get closer to Amy, if not ask her out.

Stampy's voice was in my head. Ugh. What he told me earlier about going with the flow was trying to register In me but I was so nervous to let it.

 I just couldn't see how Amy would like me like that. We have been friends for years, you would think if there was something there then it would have happened by now right?

But, I promised Stampy that I'd keep an open mind. So I finally decided to join Amy back in the living room and tried to ignore the nerves for the time being.

Amy's POV:

Once Squid got the snacks fixed, we sat realistically close together on the couch. We played the movie, but I just couldn't keep my mind on it.

Before I knew it, I had completely zoned out and I didn't realize until Squid captured my attention. He was staring at me with slight concern.

"Amy? Are you alright?" He asked me while pausing the movie.

"Actually..... no. I am not really ok." I confessed.

"You want to talk about it?" He questioned, shifting in his position to where he was facing me. I tried not to blush at how thoughtful he is to make sure I am okay.

This was about to happen. There isn't any turning back now. Why did I say that!

"Okay," I said, taking a silent deep breath.

I began. "Squid, we have known each other for a while and I have realized... That our relationship with each other is..." I drifted off. I was at a loss for words, struggling to put my thoughts out coherently.

His gaze drifted down, disappointment flooding his gaze. "I understand. I'm sorry if I pushed you-" He broke off again, rubbing his forehead.

"Wait, what? Squid? What are you talking about?" I was dumbfounded. What did he think I meant?

"I was- afraid of that. You don't like me the same way I like you." He says, shifting in his position.

"What do you mean Squid?? What I was trying to say is that I think my feelings for you are.. something more than just friends."

We sat in silence; I began to think my heart would pound out of my chest. My stomach was knotting. But, I continued. 

 "I broke off when I tried telling you because I was didn't know how to. I was afraid YOU didn't like ME." I tried explaining to him, stuttering.

Great. Of course, I had to mess things up with my awkward self.

He looked at me, surprise filling his gaze.
"Really??" He asked me while smiling.