That morning, Amy slowly awoke and was fast hit with the realization that she actually shared a bed with Ricky that night. She wasn't sure what to feel.
Disgust?
Anger?
No. She felt none of those. She actually felt, good? It was easy to fall asleep next to him. It didn't mean they were a couple or anything it was just friends you know, helping friends... at least she thought.
She couldn't help but notice Ricky hadn't even taken off any clothing to get comfortable that night. Her gaze drifted to the clock and gasped when she noticed it was 8:30 am. She realized John was taken out of his crib and she jumped out of bed. She walked down the hallway and stopped at the mirror in the hallway.
EW. She thought. Her hair was a frizzy mess and she noticed her breath was kind of gross. She walked away with the intention of fixing that later. Amy rushed down the stairs to find Ashley and her mom feeding the babies. The kitchen was clean and John was bathed and in a fresh pair of clothes sitting beside an also clean and fed Robbie.
"Uh, why didn't anyone wake me up?"
Ashley rolled her eyes. "Why would we wake you up? You were quite content with Ricky sleeping beside you." Ashley laughed at the way Amy's cheeks reddened when she realized everyone knew she slept in the same bed as Ricky.
Anne spoke up. "I'm not happy about that but what Ashley told me, he care here looking like hell. I trust you Amy, don't screw that up. You don't want to make another mistake." She bent down to John. "Though you are not a mistake, you are a blessing." Anne cooed at him and fed him more of his pears.
Amy rolled her eyes and went over to John and placed a kiss on his for head. "I'm going to go get changed and showered."
With that, Amy ran up stairs and opened the door only to find Ricky brushing his teeth with her toothbrush.
"Um, what do you think you're doing! Ewwww!" He just laughed. He took the tooth brush out of his mouth.
"Don't worry Amy, I washed it in soapy water and I fully intend to do it again when I'm finished with it." Amy groaned. She didn't know where his mouth had been.
"No, keep that one. There's a whole bunch of spare ones in the cupboard here." Ricky looked over at Amy who reached over him to grab a new one in the cupboard.
"You couldn't have told me that before!" Ricky said sarcastically, Amy giggled.
They both brushed their teeth in complete silence until Amy had enough of it. She took a handful of water and flicked it at Ricky. Ricky's jaw dropped at her sudden playfulness. He then flicked water at her and they continuously threw water at each other.
After a few minutes, Amy surrendered and began to walk away when she slipped on the wet ground. As soon as she hit the floor Ricky was down on the ground with her. Her gaze went to her clenched knuckles on his t-shirt. She took him down with her. They both looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Amy liked how they were acting like normal friends now. She liked the feeling of being with Ricky without everything always being so 'up tight.' She looked at him and couldn't help but notice their faces were inches away from each others. Amy bit her lip and Ricky continued to look into her eyes. Just as they began to lean into each other, Ashley came rushing through the door.
"Hey do you-" She looked at the state of the two teenagers lying on the bathroom floor. They were dripping wet and the floor was slippery and she noticed Amy and Ricky's face were inches apart.
"Ugh, sorry to interrupt this love fest mixed with water park thing but Adrian's at the door. She doesn't look exactly happy..." Amy and Ricky both looked up at Ashley, shocked that Adrian would even have the courage to show up at the door after what she did to them.
Amy and Ricky got up off the floor and jogged down the steps to find a very rough looking Adrian tapping her foot lightly at the door. They took in her outfit and couldn't help but notice she let herself go ever since she let her emotions get the best of her the other night. She wore sweatpants and a light blue tank top with uggs. Adrian's eyes lit up when she saw Ricky and Amy both walk down from the same place, most likely from the same room and both of them were soaking wet. Adrian was playing out all the possibilities of what they could have been doing in her mind.
"Hi. Can um, I help you?" Amy's voice was bitter and very sarcastic. She lost all of the respect she had for Adrian. Amy thought back to the time she thought her and Adrian could actually sustain a possible friendship, she was so wrong on many levels. Adrian was selfish, clingy, flirty and not to mention a slut most of the time. Though Amy suspected Adrian was a good person, she didn't do anything to show it.
Adrian could feel that Ricky was hurt, especially because he didn't say one word to her and he let Amy talk to her like that.
"I'm here because I wanted to let you know that I'm so sorry. I really, really am truly sorry." With that being said, Adrian walked back to her house. Adrian was forced to apologize by her dad but Adrian didn't exactly want to face them so she made it quick. She really did feel bad for doing this to them and not to mention Ricky, but she couldn't just wait around for them to forgive and not move on with her life. Plus, Ricky cheated on her before. Then again he didn't exactly 'love' her then...he was resistant to open his heart to her. She stalked off back to her house with full intention of letting Ricky Underwood go...
Amy and Ricky looked at each other after Adrian walked out the door. Ricky sighed and then walked back upstairs to clean the mess him and Amy left. Amy looked up at Ricky awkwardly and ran up after him. She didn't think he deserved this at all but she believed he never should have got that involved with Adrian. Amy also wondered why she was showing this sudden emotion towards Ricky, she never did since Band Camp and to be truthfully honest, he never showed this much interest in her either. She ran upstairs to find Ricky drying up the water on the ground with a towel. She smirked when she noticed he took off his jacket. She grabbed a towel and got on her knees beside him.
"Why didn't you get comfortable last night? I mean, you know.. take off you're jacket or pants..." Amy bit her lip realizing she just made herself sound stupid but she was just curious. Ricky looked back at her.
"You really would have wanted me to do that? I thought that would be pushing it, plus I was way to comfortable to even think about getting up." He looked back down at the ground while Amy just stared at him. He really was attractive and she bit her lip because she could see down his shirt. It was a navy v-neck t-shirt and since it was loose and he was bending down she could see his sculpted torso. He looked at her and she blushed and looked away awkwardly. He smirked and they continued to clean up the mess.
Amy couldn't help but smile at the situation they were in. They had a huge mess to clean up in their lives AND on the floor. Everything was just so messed up and now her and Ricky were on the ground cleaning up a mess they both made. Did this mean they were cleaning up their mistakes and messes they created together? Not just on the floor but in their lives? She giggled at the metaphor she just created in her head.
After they scrubbed the floor. They walked downstairs to find an empty house.
Amy looked at the kitchen table and found a note from her mom.
Amy,
We went out for the day.
We figured you and Ricky should talk for a bit. I trust you, don't mess it up.
Love, Mom
Amy then realized she really did have to talk with Ricky. She needed to see if they could maintain a civil relationship.
She walked into the living room to find him starring into space on the living room couch.
Amy really did feel bad for him.
She walked back into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of orange juice for him. She jogged to the living room couch and handed him the bottle of juice. He smiled with gratitude and graciously took a large drink of it. Amy slowly sat down beside him and crossed her legs. She looked over at him to find them staring at the same thing her eyes caught in her per ferial vision... the condom that was openly laying on the living room table.
Amy's eyes opened widely with complete shock that a condom would ever be out in the open like that. They both stared at it for a good three minutes contemplating what to do with it. Finally Amy sighed and turned to face Ricky. He looked over at her and smiled. They both burst out laughing at the complete irony of the situation.
Was it purposely left there? Or did it just happen to be there at this exact moment? They didn't care because they were both laughing continuously.
After 5 minutes of hysterically laughing, Amy rested her head on the couch. Whether they realized it or not, within the last 15 hours, they connected. They connected on an another deeper level then having a kid.
Amy pulled herself off the couch to go grab a blanket. She brought it back to the couch and spread it out on the both of them.
Suddenly Amy was flooded with emotions, most of which involved Ricky. She had the urge to just be with him and get over herself and just accept the fact there is an attraction between Ricky and herself though she always thought they would never work out. They fought a lot and he slept around. Amy didn't like that but she wasn't going to push the feelings away this time, but she was scared. After last night Amy saw Ricky in a totally different light. She saw his softer side and his funny side (which she saw this morning) and for once she realized her and Ricky were a possibility.
A possibility where one day, they could run around after their children in the backyard and the dog chased after them. Anne and George could come over for a barbeque and Ashley could spend her Saturday nights at their house for family movie night.
Like a family.
Ricky couldn't help but feel the exact same. He and Amy shared a bond which obviously has grown last night and this morning. He actually saw himself with her but that voice in the back of his head was shouting " remember Adrian!"
He looked over at Amy to find her staring at him and he saw the blush flood to her cheeks when he caught her. He took his hand and gently touched her warm, flushed cheeks.
Amy's eyes were glued to his lips and Ricky was starring at her eyes.
They both smiled and just when he thought things were going great, Amy leaned in and pressed her lips to his.
It was even better.
Amy deepened the kiss by gliding her tongue along his bottom lip. It was pure magic to the both of them. This was their third kiss since that one summer at Band Camp. For some reason this kiss felt better then the other two. This one had more love and less resistance.
Amy got off his lap and he pouted at the loss of contact, but then he noticed what she was doing. She reached over and grabbed the condom off the table. She smirked at him and began kissing him again.
Majorette forgotten...
So who liked this update I think I might update everyday.and I think this is going to be about 20-25 I might change it up a bit but I don't know......