Amy's P.O.V
I reach out and put my hand on Karma's knee, i feel her flinch under my touch what is up with her?
"i've known you since before preschool, i know when something is bothering you. do you want to talk about it?" i give her a reassuring smile.
"it's just- it's hard to explain" she stutters. She looks extremely uncomfortable and i dont want to push her into telling me. Oh no Sudden realisation dawns on me.
Is this about what happened the other day, when we kissed. is that why she flinched, do i disgust her? oh lord please no. What if she hates me. Fuck.
i look away from her and stare at my hands instead, here goes nothing. Actually here goes everything.
"karma is this about what happened the other day?''
I continued to look at my hands, too afraid to look at her.
"what? no why would you think that" she laughed off what she had just said, but i knew her too well. it sounded forced.
"seriously Karma" I gance up at her, she is bitting her bottom lip, and shit does she look adorable. she looks at her phone again.
"look Amy its been great chatting, but i have to go. i'll see ya" Karma gets up and begins to walk away, i call after her "Karma we need to talk about this!"
She continues walking but turns around to face me "My place 8 o'clock. Happy?" she throws her arms up in a gesture of exaggeration and walks away.
Farout she is cute, i wish she would realise how cute she actually is.
I guess i would be seeing Karma at 8 o'clock.
