Amy's POV
I called Chris when he left dinner. I was crying and breaking down, and he apologized. He came back to me. We had the best anniversary we could have, and then we went to my house.
"Turn off the lights," I told him, sitting on my bed. He closed the door.
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Chris's POV
Me and Amy are making out. And, I have to admit, I've missed kissing her lately. Now I feel as if I'm back into my normal life, and I've never met Katie.
"Babe, kiss my lips," Amy moaned, and I moved up to her sweet, delicious mouth. I had planted a row of kisses on her neck, and I loved every minute of it. I pushed her onto her bed and we were tangled up in the blanket, kissing, until a light shone in the hallway.
"Amy?" Nico whispered, opening her bedroom door. He's her seven-year-old brother. I quickly got off the bed and grabbed my keys, running my fingers through my hair.
"Why are you here, Nickie?" Amy sighed.
"I heard you and thought you were having a nightmare," he mumbled. I laughed and smirked at Amy. She shook her head, turned on the lights, and shoved me out the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Pick me up from school, OK?"
"Sure."
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once upon a football
RomanceWARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL What's with the petty Cinderella? Her story sucks. I mean, she trips and loses a shoe, and voila! A prince comes to marry her. Is that reall...
