ugh i am not happy with these but i spent too much time already damn

Friends

Originally posted by softieashton


Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: “#81 with zach dempsey please? (:”

Prompt

81. “Aren’t you convinced?”

Word count: 1.101

Posted: 12th of September 2017

A/N: Hi guuuuys! I am finally back and I wrote something decent after all these months. I am really sorry if I didn’t post anything in these months, but I worked in a place far from my city and I haven’t got my laptop with me.
Many beautiful and strange things happened during summer, but I must admit that it was a great experience. I met new fantastic people too and, who knows, I might use them as my inspiration and tell you some great things about them towards my imagines.

I am happy to be back and I will try to post something regularly. Please bear with me and my writer’s block. I hope that you like and you enjoy the imagine. Thank you so much, guys.

- G. x

 Warning: (Y/E/C) is Your Eye Colour.


“Oh, greetings to my favourite couple!” You heard Hannah’s loud and deafening voice as she wrapped her arms around your neck tightly.

“Couple?” Zach giggled as he pretended not to know what your friend was talking about. You hugged Hannah back to greet her and gave her some kisses on her cheeks.

“Oh, shut up, Dempsey!” Hannah rolled her eyes and you looked at Zach, who was already giving you a questioning stare.

“Did you tell her?” He mouthed silently as his deep brown eyes grew wide.

“Are you crazy?” You excessively shook your head as you answered his unnecessary question. You knew how to keep your mouth shut and he shouldn’t have doubted on you. Zach was a great guy, but you liked how things went with you and you would never break his trust by breaking your promises.

Everything has begun at school. It has been months since you started going out with Zach and many strange things happened between the two of you. You met him in your Mathematics class and your one and only intention was to be his friend: a close friend.

In fact, your friendship was going on the right way, but, one night, Zach decided to put a meaning on it. Well, you have never thought that he had a bad idea and you admitted that you liked the changes in your relationship.

“My head aches!” You exclaimed as soon as your friends left the room you were in. Bryce threw a little party with his basketball team and you were automatically invited as you were Zach’s closest friend. You would never deny that you had a great night, even though you had few shots and bottles of beer.

“You drink too much!” Zach reproached you jokingly as he let you rest your head on his shoulder. The room was big enough, but you were still sitting in a corner with your friend.

“Shut the fuck up, Dempsey!” You rolled your eyes, but then you let a soft giggle out after. You were euphoric because of the alcohol that flew in your veins and you were thankful to have Zach by your side at the same time.

“Then shut me up!” Zach suggested with a cheeky smile. You felt that your body tensed and your cheeks turned red.

“What?” You pretended that you didn’t understand the last words that came out from his mouth. You were honestly shocked, because he has always treated you just as a friend and you have never expected that he would say something like that.

“Ugh!” He huffed and he slowly grabbed your face. His touch was gentle and warm. The heat of your bodies collided and you appreciated the moment even more, because it created a sweet and intimate atmosphere.

As soon as he seriously considered your (Y/E/C) coloured eyes, your cheeks turned red and your face was quickly covered in panic. His meaningful glare transmitted you an emotion that tickled your stomach and, in no time, you just felt Zach’s subtle and velvety lips on yours, finally letting your eyes flutter shut on their own.

You didn’t want a complicated friendship, but you let your lips move in synch with his, deepening it by caressing each other’s cheeks and using your tongues, slowly lingering the bitter after-taste that the alcohol left in your mouths.

Your world stopped during that unforgettable moment and you could perfectly remember every single detail of the happening, even though you were already drunk.

That night, your friendship grew, but, mostly, it became stronger and more meaningful, making it a little bit awkward and complicated at times, but you never regretted it. It turned into something better and you both spent more time together, starting and ending the days with a tight hug and many passionate kisses.

You both decided to preserve things between the two of you as you didn’t want to hear something from your friends and other people. You both knew that most of the students at your school didn’t know how to mind their own businesses and Zach wanted to keep you away from the gossips that may be heard in your classroom and bathroom walls.

“(Y/N)!” Hannah snapped her fingers in front of you to shake your deep thoughts off. The memory that you created with Zach was too good to be forgotten and you would never get tired on repeating the same things in your mind.

“What?” You asked with a great big smile, moments were still playing in your head as you absently looked at your annoying friend.

“Zach denied it, would you also refuse that you two are in a relationship? C’mon, you’re too close and you are always together. I can’t deny that you have the complicity and a chemistry together.” She happily complimented you and you just saw Zach shaking his head slowly.

“Damn,” Zach exasperatedly exclaimed. “aren’t you convinced?

“Oh my God, no!” Hannah looked at Zach. “Who knows how many skeletons you both hide in your closets.” Your rebellious friend pointed out. You knew how much she shipped you with Zach and it would be impossible to convince her. “So?”

“Jesus, Hannah! We’re just friends, that’s it! I promise.” You raised your right hand to show her that you were saying the truth, but you already knew that the gesture wasn’t enough to prove it.

“Oh, right!” Hannah started to laugh, still not believing your statements. “You maybe wanted to say more than friends?” Hannah winked at you and she started to walk towards your school entrance.

“Baker!” You and Zach annoyingly shouted in unison as the distance between you and your crazy friend started to increase.

“Bye to my favourite couple!” Hannah teased you once again and she blew a mischievous and mocking flying-kiss, before greeting her best friend, Clay.

“Shut up!” You shouted back and shook your head with a great smile.

Hannah was a great friend, even though she was crazy. With her, it didn’t matter how hard you tried to deny everything, her instincts were still good enough. She can smell the truth and you couldn’t blame the girl: she almost knew everything.

“Why are you smiling?” Zach curiously asked you.

“Well, she’s got the point. Didn’t she?” You raised an eyebrow as you explained him the real reason behind your adorable and charming smile.

“Can’t blame her, she did.” Zach answered and you noticed how his lips grew wide in a smile, showing his white and cleaned teeth.

He knew that she has got the point! Hell, how much he knew that she has got it!


anonymous asked:

If children inherit one of their parents' quirks, or a combination of the two, what do you think Bakugou's parents' quirks are? Also what do you think Izuku would have gotten if his power manifested like usual(his father breathes fire and his mother has minor telekinesis)?

Actually anon!!!!! We know Mitsuki and Masaru’s quirks! Mitsuki can sweat glycerine (no explosions) and Masaru has oxidizing sweat (can make small explosions) so when combined you got Bakugou’s nitroglycerine sweat! I find it super neat tbh I was really happy when I found out about it (…also because I kinda headcanoned Bakugou taking the explosions from his mild and lovable father and he did what a good)

As for Izuku tbh I don’t know? I never spent much time thinking about it, but if we exclude the possibilities of him having his mother or his father’s same quirks, the neatest combination would have probably been firebending I think - he could either produce his own fire (like his father does, that would be the strongest outcome I guess) and bend it through his mother’s magnetizing-type quirk, or he could bend already existing fire only, which is also pretty neat but not as self-sufficient and therefore a lil less strong… anyway it would have been hilarious tbh because if he’d had a fire quirk Todoroki Bakugou and he would have all been fire babies and that’s ???? amazing™

Anon said:  You know, as funny and adorable was seeing Kiri cry because Tetsu’s quirk is similar to his, the new chapters that revealed his insecurities made it more sad, because the Sport Festival is for gaining popularity and attention, and Kirishima already thought his quirk was not flashy, then he meets another student who has a quirk similar to his. It must have been really devastating to his self-esteem

I’m gonna be honest anon, I’ve been keeping track of Kiri’s self-esteem issues since he first mentioned disliking his quirk before the USJ attack so anything that’s happened after it in that sense hasn’t really been a surprise for me? I’ve been hoping Horikoshi would properly address it like he did in the lastest chapters for ages - seeing him honestly upset about Tetsu having his same quirk made me go aw baby the first time I read it in the manga too, so when I saw it happen again in the anime I did still find it kinda sad BUT ALSO it does make you think about how much he grew into himself!! How much better he got with his confidence and how much he tries and works hard oh my god I love that child

Also!!! The fact that even though at first he had that reaction to Tetsu they still ended up being seriously good friends and gunning for each other and having the healthiest rivalry ever is!!!! So good!!!! He could have held a grudge against him forever but instead!!!!! Oh man!!!!!

(… what actually made me sad because I’m weak and a baby is Kaminari going “aw man I’m not good at those” when they announced the second round, like, god save me how many times has this boy been left out of children games through his childhood because his quirk is incompatible with teamwork I want to  c r y)

Keep reading

jelix trash

^^^me!! so here, have a fanfic! (if you wish)

College/University AU, Felix Kjellberg/Sean McLoughlin (aka jelix, septicpie), Ken/Mary, Mark/Amy, implied Marzia Bisognin/Signe Hansen, past Felix/Marzia

Very fluffy! Everything is nice and nothing hurts. Felix is a ray of precious, positive, nice sunshine. Sean is loud and sassy. PJ ships it. What’s new?

No offence whatsoever intended!!

Enjoy! :) 

Keep reading

The Angel Is Off His Rocker

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean, Cas, Jody 

Warnings: language. (I’m horrible at these. If you see something that should be added, please let me know :D)

MASTERLIST 

A/N: This is unedited, so please excuse any grammar/spelling errors. Also, it autocorrects sometimes when I type too fast, so please excuse any weird words. I think I caught all of those, but just beware haha. 

Based on this imagine: imagine going to Jody to vent after Cas says he thinks you are in love with Sam. 


“I don’t hive a crap anymore. Just do whatever the hell you want.” You snapped, slamming the book you had in front of you closed. 

The boys exchanged a confused look for the umpteenth time this week. The truth was you had been having these little outbursts over nothing the past few days, and it wasn’t like you could exactly tell them why. Hell, you didn’t even know why. You were constantly on edge. Everything ticked you off. 

Keep reading

NORAGAMI • YATO x HIYORI FANFIC

Noragami

Cold Arguments

Pairing: Yatori (Yato x Hiyori) 

Rating: T (Fluff, some scenes, swearing) *It does kind of escalate quickly fyi*

Summary: A couple of pointless conversations were brought up on the way home but mainly the time was spent on the two bickering over who was colder. Stupid, right?

• “It’s so cold, Hiyori! Why did you have me come and get you from school?” A certain stray god complained, placing his hands in his pockets. “Yato, for the fifth time, my parents are busy and couldn’t pick me up.” Hiyori replied, a annoying tone filling the sentence. “Tch..” Yato scoffed. “Why’d you have to get out of school anyways?” Hiyori giggled while looking up to sky before the snow slowly started descending. “That." 

Yato’s blue eyes glanced to the sky and watched the flurries fall down. Hardly looking over, he found a smiling Hiyori as a snowflake fell on her nose. She could feel his stare on her and she couldn’t help but blush. "C'mon, Yato. I really want to get home.” He simply nodded and followed the happily skipping girl. Hiyori absolutely loved the snow. It was beautiful, peaceful and it gave her a valid reason to make hot chocolate. 

“Slow down, Hiyori. I’m not running through this cold air and if you think I am then you’re cr-Ah!” The god was interrupted when Hiyori grabbed his arm and made him skip alongside her. “See? Isn’t this great?” The brunette said almost too excitedly. ‘There’s nothing fun about the cold.’ Yato thought to himself, rolling his eyes and glacing at the park Hiyori was pulling them into. When inside, she turned and grabbed Yato’s other arm, “Stop being a downer and have some fun!" 

'Maybe if you listened to me a little, I wouldn’t be such a downer right now.’ The god thought to himself. He watched Hiyori skip around, twirling around and catching small white flurries in her hair. Yeah, she’s making an absolute idiot out of herself but it was nice seeing her like this. The god admired the brunette for this. She found happiness and fun in almost anything; something he lacked greatly. 

The tip of her nose and her cheeks were now a rosy red from the freezing air which sent shivers down her spine but she honestly didn’t care. "I thought you wanted to go home,” Yato yelled, interrupting her happy skipping. “Not to mention the fact that I’m freezing, Hiyori! Please, let’s just get you home already.” She sighed and walked towards him silently apologizing. They walked out of the park and towards her house. 

A couple of pointless conversations were brought up on the way home but mainly the time was spent on the two bickering over who was colder. Stupid, right? “Ugh, just shut up, Yato! This is pointless! We’re both freezing. That’s settled.” Hiyori swore she saw smoke leaving the god’s ears as he was rudely interrupted from his protest stating that he colder than Hiyori. “Damn you!” He yelled, stopping in his tracks. “How many times are you going to interrupt me today?" 

"You’re idiotic.” She mumbled, turning the corner that was two blocks away from her house. Yato stared at Hiyori as she left him and turned out the corner. His eye twitched a little from the annoyance. He huffed harshly, his breath visible. She always interrupts him whenever he’s trying to prove something or do something. Also, Hiyori hardly listens to Yato when they argue and that made him furious.

He ran to catch up to her, grabbing one of her wrists and pushing her against the side of a building. “Yato?!” She yelped as her back made contact with the cold wall. Shivers were sent down her spine. “Yato what are you doing? It’s freezing! Let me go!” She pleaded. “Do you realize how annoying you are?” Yato announced. Hiyori’s pink eyes widened, looking up into hard, icy blue ones. Her brow raised, “Huh? What do you mean?" 

Yato huffed, his hot breath lingering over her face. "You never listen to me! Every time we argue you interrupt me whenever I try to explain something. I can never get anyth-” Hiyori huffed, stopping him mid sentence. “You know you’re a child if you are going to get mad over something that small.” The gods teeth grit together, “Stop it! You keep doing it!” He watched as Hiyori went to smack him with her free wrist and grabbed it before she had the chance.

He placed her wrists above her head while shifting his position, putting him extremely close to Hiyori. “As I was saying,” he whispered. “I can never get anything out of me. You always have to say something and you think intercepting with what I’m saying with a sudden ending will be okay. Well, it’s not! It’s so damn annoying that you do that every time.” Her brows furrowed together, her mouth turning into an unpleasing frown, “I only do it because all you seem to do is argue with me. Besides, your inputs are either irrelevant or they’re just flat out stupid!" 

As much as he hated that she interrupted, it was also incredibly hot to him. It was such a big turn on for him. He doesn’t know why, but watching Hiyori get angry made him even more attracted to her. The way her face turned red a little and she’d abruptly try to end everything. He liked being told what to do, even if he thought was stupid. Yato has liked Hiyori for a long time, he just never admitted because he knew he’d embarrass himself. 

His eyebrows furrowed as well, his eyes staring into the brunette’s. "Will you just fucking agree with me for once?!” Hiyori’s face softened at the harsh word she hardly ever heard him say but she immediately went back to her irritated state. “You’re so immature! I hope you know th-” Her sentence was stopped due to warm, soft lips meeting hers. She couldn’t help it when her eyes slowly closed and responding to the sudden kiss. 

His tongue passed through her lips, deepening the kiss. She was shocked for a moment before going along with it. Her wrists wiggled in his grip until breaking free. One of her hand’s tangled through his hair, the only laying flat on his chest. The god placed his hands softly on her hips, pulling the tiny girl near him. Well one thing for sure, they definitely weren’t cold anymore. 

She broke the kiss, needing to catch her breath. A slight blush painted her rosy cheeks. “Did we just-Did you-We just..Yato!” she scrambled over her words. He smiled a bit at the shocked girl. At least her didn’t embarrass himself while doing so, but he knows he definitely gave her the message that he likes her. 

Hiyori shook from the cold wind, goosebumps appearing appearing on her pale skin. She wrapped her arms around him, shaking as if she were about the freeze. “Y-Yato. It’s cold. Can we p-please go home now?” He nodded at her, noticing the snowflakes in her hair and looked around. He saw that the snow had picked up a lot and the streets were already covered in snow. 

He shook as well, “Yeah, let’s go.” He saw Hiyori unwrap her arms from him, slowly moving alongside him. “Hey Hiyori, guess what?” Yato said almost like he was silently cheering. “What?” she replied, her breath visible. “We finally agreed on something!” She grit her teeth, “Shut up!" 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Since I got a fair amount of notes on my last fanfic, I decided to make this one. I’m very sorry for the quick escalation. This was originally supposed to be all fluff and I got carried away because my Yatori feelings were going hardcore while writing the last couple of paragraphs. I’m also terribly sorry if there are mistakes because I’m a little tired, so I’ll fix them tomorrow. Thank you for reading! 

Loof loof~

Brooke.

anonymous asked:

Knowing I have both a katsudon son and a Tayaki son is so good

Isn’t katsudon Izuku’s fav food too? :D

Anon said: In your head do any of the characters in Boku No Academia have weird kinks?

Sorry anon, I don’t really ever think about that sorta stuff so I’m definitely lacking in that type of headcanons (try @syblatortue‘s blog for that sorta things!!!! nothing especially weird imho but I’m 100% sure you won’t be disappointed :D)

Anon said: KIRI HAS A BACKSTORY OUR PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED HE’S SUCH A PURE CHILD I NEED TO HUG HIM AND YOUR ART MADE EVERYTHING SO MUCH BETTER

I’M GLAD TO HEAR THAT!!!!!! Honestly I don’t think he used to be generally a sad kid? He seemed pretty fired up and ready to do good, generally!! I loved it t b h !!!!! So I’m, like, pretending there’s no angst for now. Cause I’m a weak baby.

Keep reading

Kol’s Big Mouth

This is my bday present for @gooddame, HAPPY BDAY SWEETHEART! I do hope you like it ^^ I personally don’t think it’s all that great..but oh well…

(I want to thank @fanfantasticworld for helping me out with the prompt lol)

FF

Kol’s Big Mouth

Caroline’s musical laughter drifted through the house, making Klaus stop what he was doing - the supernatural drama of the day could very well wait - and focus on what was happening in the living room on the first floor.

“You’re lying!” she laughed, her whole body shaking, her eyes glittering with unshed tears.

“I most certainly am not, darling. Who do you take me for? I would never lie to such a beautiful woman.” Kol said, his roguish smile betraying his words.

Klaus, still listening in on the conversation, rolled his eyes.

“Seriously?” Caroline asked smiling, completely used to his lines by now.

“Deathly.”

Keep reading

when i said it back

a/n: this is a different ending to @drivehood‘s imagine “when i told you i loved you,” which is an amazing read so definitely check that out first! after reading it, i got inspired and this is the result! please don’t be too harsh on me since this is my first time writing in a while

Calum stood in front of her feeling the most intense sensation of desolation he could feel. All he wanted to do was reach out to her and pull her in for a hug. He took a step forward and she took one back.

“Don’t you dare. I am so sick of you thinking you can push me around like this.” She wiped her eyes angrily.

“I love you.” He choked out past his own tears.

“I love you, okay? I’m sorry I couldn’t say it sooner but you know I’m shit at talking about feelings. I’m saying it now though. I. Love. You. I love you so much that my chest hurt seeing you with that jackass and I know I fucked up but I just want you to know.”

The silence stretched out for what seemed like years. Her tears dried completely, leaving only smudged makeup and a fire starting in her eyes.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Do you really think this will fix everything?” she whispered incredulously. 

She barreled at him, giving him the darkest look she could muster and jabbing his chest. “You don’t get to act jealous when I spent weeks getting over you. You don’t get to say ‘I love you’ and expect me to feel happy. You don’t get to fix what happened that night. What changed, Calum? What changed?” 

Just then, the rush of anger left her and a heavy tiredness filled her body. She looked him right in the eyes when she murmured, “Because I can’t go through that again.”

She turned away from his dumbfounded face and continued in a bitter tone, “Did you know that I thought you loved me too, back then? Everyone was so convinced and I believed them. I can’t believe I was so stupid. ‘We’re not on the same level,’ remember? So, Calum, what changed? What makes you think you love me?”

His chest felt tight at her words. He really was an idiot. She wouldn’t believe him, would she? But everything that built up over the months he was gone and the time he spent back in her presence was going to unleash that night, just for her to hear.

He made sure she was looking back at him before he started to speak. “Everything. Every damn thing about you that I found myself looking for when I was on tour that wasn’t there because you weren’t there. I missed your little smile when you were having a moment to yourself. I missed your humming and off-key singing when we blasted music on the bus. I missed your rants about how women’s jeans should have bigger, usable pockets or whatever was pissing you off that day. I missed you hogging the blankets and taking my pillows. I missed you spending time just laying next to me and it still being the best part of my day. I missed how you could always know what to say and what to do at the right time. I missed how you were always just there.” 

He shook his head and sighed deeply. “When we talked while I was on tour, I knew something was wrong but I thought when I got back, everything would go back to normal and we’d be us. But I knew it wouldn’t, not really. I kept thinking about what you said and what I said and I knew that wasn’t right. That wasn’t how it should’ve gone. We’ve been friends for so long, how was I supposed to react when you told me you loved me? Dammit, I feel fucking stupid just thinking about what I said because you didn’t deserve that.”

He held onto her arms gently, hoping that she wouldn’t flinch or run away, and nearly sighed in relief when she stayed, only glancing at him warily. He looked encouragingly at her, wishing with every fiber in his body that she was listening and understanding what he was saying. 

“When I said ‘We aren’t on the same level,’ I meant that you were so far beyond me. I was—and still am—a fucking kid that doesn’t know what to do with himself. Everybody’s already got an image of me, some kind of idea that I’m an asshole who doesn’t care about anything but I just don’t know what I’m doing or what I want. My feelings were all over the place and I didn’t know what love was, not like I know now.” 

She shook like a leaf, fragile and open and emotional. Gently sliding his hands up to cup her face, he rested his forehead against hers and spoke, letting the emotions from the bottom of his heart and the thoughts in the back of his mind burst from his lips. “I know I love you because you’re the person I care about, worry about, think about the most. You’ve been a constant in my life and I can’t imagine how it would be if you’re weren’t in it. I could be with you all day and it still wouldn’t be enough. You know me, inside and out, despite the fact that I’m shit at actually talking about things. It’s a miracle I’ve said so much now. But I want you to know I’m serious and I’m sorry. I never wanted you to feel like you weren’t good enough for me when it’s the other way around. God, I’m so stupid. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

They stared at each other for a moment before she took a step back, letting his hands fall from her face. Her arms curled around herself and she stared at her feet as she whispered, “You know it’s not that easy, Cal. It’s never that easy.”

Her eyes skimmed from his shoes up to his legs and torso, trailed up his neck, and brushed across his lips and nose before finally meeting his eyes. Her eyebrows furrowed as she thought about his words. How would they go on from here? Would she really forgive him? After putting both of their hearts on their sleeves and confessing such things, they’d think they would have been much happier, but the timing and place were all wrong. They were somewhere on the verge of drunk and standing outside a house where a party went on without interruption. One had a mending broken heart and the other was about to know what a broken heart would feel like if she didn’t say anything soon. 

It was while later before she said, “I think we need to have a talk. A good, long talk,” and walked away. When she didn’t hear his footsteps, she stopped and looked back. Beckoning with her head, she simply told him, “Come on.”

He hurried and caught up to her, still a little confused, and matched her steps as they walked down the street and away from the noise.

anonymous asked:

Any chance you can write some sort of follow up to last night's Rookie Blue? My heart needs a little mending.

Gail got a text at an ungodly hour. Her phone buzzed and woke her up. She hadn’t been sleeping well anyway, so the text was a great excuse to look at her phone. When she saw who the text was from, her heart caught in her throat. It was from Holly. Can we meet for breakfast?

Gail immediately answered, Yeah. When?

Now? The answer was almost immediate.

Gail looked at the clock. It was almost four in the morning, but she wasn’t going to get any sleep anyway. Okay. Galaxy Café?

Holly took an entire three minutes to reply. Gail knew it was three minutes because she stared at the clock on top of the screen. Okay. I’ll see you there.

Gail took entirely too much time to pick out what to wear. Then she looked in the mirror trying to decide how to do her hair. She didn’t really have many options, but she still wanted to look her best. She hoped this was some kind of rekindling date and not a need for closure date.

Keep reading

Say Something (07/07)

Title: Say Something (07/07)

Pairing: Joel/Ray (Roosterteeth)

Rating: T

Summary:  It’s 4.20am in the morning and mistakes happen. And that’s basically the story of how Ray meets Donut.

(15:40)
You’re weird.

(15:50)
SO ARE YOU, FOR REPLYING.

Chapter index: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7

Notes:  Format and premise inspired by Little Numbers. Ayyy! Last chapter! This one’s a monster in terms of length, but I hope that you guys will enjoy reading it! Shoutout to my sister, who’s been helping me beta this. <3

Joel in italics, Ray in regular, Michael in bold, Jack in underline. (underline does not show in tumblr mobile app)

Keep reading

Time to Move On

Chapter 1

Plot: It has been around a month since the wedding. Amy is trying to recover from being rejected and having her heart broken by Karma. Liam and Amy never slept together and they both decided it would be best to keep it a secret from Karma. Now, Amy and Karma are trying to fix their friendship and have everything go back to normal.  Will Amy be able to handle being just friends with the girl she’s in love with? Will she be able to move on or be hung up on Karma forever?

Keep reading