Amyplier

Chapter Seventy Three.

Amy's Point of View:

     Todays the day of the party. I'm feeling a lot better than I did yesterday but still cramping up a lot but today I will ignore that. I close my eyes for a few seconds more before feeling Marks arm wrap around my waist gently, Causing me to turn my body around and look back at him "Good Morning" He smiles sweetly. I look into his brown eyes before smiling back at him "Good morning to you" I squeak back at him before taking my hand and holding the back of his head and connecting our lips. I feel as he speeds the kiss up and runs his fingers slowly down my side, Making goosebumps rise all over me and a soft moan to escape through my lips. He continues to do this before climbing on top of my body and holding my head in between his hands, One leg on either side of me. I pull his hips down to mine as I wrap my legs around his waist, Earning a moan from him as I do so. My hand glides up the side of his face and around to the back of his head, Tugging at the hair slightly. He lets his hips go down on me more as he allows more pressure , Making my body arch at the contact. His hands move swiftly to the hem of my shirt and his thumb begins to rub the skin just beneath. His thumb moves circles around my skin before just crossing under the waistband of my shorts and moving over that skin. I lift my head back and squeeze my eyes shut, My lips part and a long moan escapes my lips. Mark takes this opportunity to kiss under my chin, Biting slightly as he does so. He does this a few more times before I feel the lose of contact, Making me come back to reality and look up at him "Great way to start the morning" he smiles before leaving me with one more long kiss and hoping off the side of the bed.

     "How'd you sleep last night, Amy?" Marks mom asks as I grab a mug from the cabinet. I walk over to the coffee maker and pour myself a cup "Better" I nod before taking a sip "Not as much pain as the night before" I half laugh before moving some hair out of my face. I see his mom nod and smile at me as I make my way to the barstool "Good" She says walking up to the counter below the bar "I have everything set up for the party tonight. All I have to do is put some of the dishes in the oven and get ready" She smile as she shrugs. "Good" I slightly nod as I bring my lips up to the mug "After Mark gets out of the shower I'm going to take one, Then probably get ready" I nod as I take a few final gulps, Finishing off my coffee and leaning over the counter to put it in the sink. I feel his mom watching me "Thats all you're having?" She questions and I nod in response. I hop off the barstool and face her "I'm going to shower, See you at the party" I give her a promising smile before walking down the hall to the bathroom.

     So far all is good with the sick feeling I have been going through. Granted I haven't smelt or had any real food yet and my stomach is still cramping but I'm counting it as getting better. The bathroom is steamy as I walk out of the shower, Wrapping the towel around my body. I walk to the vanity and grab my brush off the counter and begin to brush the tangles out of my short hair before hearing a loud knock to the door "You almost done?" Mark voice comes through and I roll my eyes. Walking over to the bathroom door I watch my steps very carefully before opening it only so he can see my face "Not even close" I smile and watch before he walks away, Leaving me at peace to do what I gotta do.

     After talking to Marks mom on the way home the other day, She was explaining to me how this party is one of her favorites to host all year long. She said how she loved seeing everyone dress up and celebrate all the way up to the midnight hour as we transition to a new year. I think about this to myself as I finish off my eyeliner and place the small tube back into my bag. I place my make up bag on the edge of the counter before releasing the clip holding up my freshly curled hair and letting it fall onto my shoulders, Looking messy yet neat all at once. I walk to the back of the door and grab my new dress off the hanger before stepping into it. It fits my curves perfectly and the neckline is low but not bulging, The only issue is zipping it up. I sigh before walking out of the bathroom and into Marks room, When he sees me he stands and meets me halfway "I need you to zip my dress" I look into his eyes before turning and releasing the back of my dress in front of him. I feel him take the zipper in his hands before placing one finger on my spine, As he zips the dress up his finger leading slowly in front of him all the way up. I feel my neck relax and before I know it he's done. I turn to face him and peck his lips "I'm almost ready" I smile big before biting my lip and walking back into the bathroom.

     Funny how a little red lipstick and a black heel can make an outfit feel complete. I look in the mirror at my red dress and try to smooth out some of the bunched areas. I look down at my feet and hopefully find the straps to be laced up my leg well enough they don't fall. I graze my hands over my stomach as the pressure starts up again. I press into my stomach gently before trying to ignore the pain and take my hands away from my stomach. 'Here goes nothing' I think to myself as I walk out of the bathroom and across the hall into Marks room. He is wearing a light grey suit with a red tie that matches the color of my dress. When he sees me he walks up and slides his hand around my waist "You look stunning" He smiles as he takes in my outfit. I look to the ground and feel my cheeks heat "You clean up pretty well yourself" I half laugh before looking backup at him "Ready to go?" I ask and see as he nods his head.

This is getting so fun to write! I'm so excited to see what I one up with with these next couple of chapters. If you have any suggestions, please let me know and I might add them along to this story:) I would love to add some of your ideas in there! I hope you enjoyed this read.              xxParks