Amator, Lover in Latin. What would you do if you could see everything to do with someone else's love life? Amanda, Amy, Amator has this problem. She hates it. The ever increasing voices in her head, the migraines, and don't even get started with the epilepsy. She absolutely hates it, she has every reason too. But sometimes it has its perks. Like messing with your friends, breaking someone's heart, you know, the usual. She's not crazy. Well, not yet.

"You're a player," I say, sternly. "Well, then. Let's make this game more interesting. We pretend to be in a relationship meaning we can hold hands, hug, kiss or whatever. The first one to fall in love, loses." He gives me a sly smile, then offers a hand to shake. "Deal." Copyright© 2014 charlie_bear13