Hey everyone! I don't think I made it clear when I initially posted this story but it was actually just a one-shot! I'm not a big writer and haven't tried to write a story in years but I got such an amazing response from all of you that I really want to keep up with this story and let it progress.

I'm actually in the middle of my final exams at the moment so this chapter isn't quite as detailed or as long, but I really hope you enjoy it anyway and please review with any suggestions or ideas or anything at all!

Thank you!

Amy's POV:

It was just past 6:30am when Amy began to stir awake, a light moan escaping her now slightly parted lips.

Blearily opening her eyes, she recognised that it wasn't the incessant buzzing of her alarm that had woken her up, but instead it was Reagan who was precariously perched above her, a slightly caught out expression gracing her face.

"This isn't quite what it looks like" her girlfriend husked, a grin evident in the crack of her voice.

"Mmm so you weren't trying to have your way with me whilst I was asleep" Amy toyed back, raising her eyebrows questioningly.

"I was trying to surreptitiously crawl over you to switch your alarm off actually, but now that you mention it, having my way with you sounds like a much more appealing idea", she jibbed, not bothering to edge off the blonde.

Amy just softly laughed at this before looping her arms around Reagan's exposed waist and pulling her down into an embrace.

"Well either way, it's nice waking up like this," she mumbled, nuzzling into her girlfriend's raven hair.

"I can't disagree with you on that" Reagan noted, rolling her body to the side so they were curled up next to each other.

They lay like that for a few more minutes, basking in the glowing warmth of the morning sun that was seeping through the windows.

"I hate to be the one to point this out, but I should probably get going before everyone wakes up and your mum sees me scampering through her garden" Reagan despondently grumbled, propping herself upright.

"You make a good point," Amy agreed, slowly meandering out from the bed sheets and gathering up the articles of clothing they'd so hastily discarded.

She tossed Reagan her top and slipped on the wife beater she'd never had the chance to put on the night before.

"Any plans for the rest of the day?" she queried, walking over to Reagan and helping her zip up the back of her shirt.

Reagan smiled at the gesture, turning around and sitting back down on the edge of the bed so she could pop her boots back on.

"Hmm I'll probably just head home and catch up on a little more sleep because I've got that catering job later this afternoon" she explained, not sounding too enthused.

"Catering isn't that bad" Amy laughed, helping her girlfriend to her feet.

"How do you figure that shrimp girl?" Reagan asked, narrowing her eyes questioningly.

"Well, if it wasn't for your catering job, we wouldn't have met and you'd have woken up all alone in your apartment this morning dreaming about the day you'd have a smoking hot girlfriend like me," she pointed out, trying to keep her expression serious.

"Beautiful, insatiable AND modest" Reagan chuckled, "well I've certainly hit the trifecta with you".

The smile started to seep through Amy's stoic expression at this point and she tried to maintain her passive stance.

"Well there is one more thing I personally love about catering," she whispered, moving forward until their chests were brushing together.

"And what would that be?" Reagan husked.

Amy leaned forward until her lips were grazing the curve of her girlfriend's ear, her hot breath expelling onto the nape of her neck.

"You look fucking hot in your white blouse and black pin skirt" she whispered, parting her mouth and planting a soft kiss on the brunette's jaw.

Reagan noticeably gulped at this and let out a small sigh, unable to hold her composure.

"You can't say things like that just as I'm about to leave," she pouted, lightly pushing the blonde back and putting some distance between them.

Amy proudly laughed and poked her tongue out jokingly.

"I've got to keep you on your toes don't I?"

"At the rate you're going I'll be showing up on your doorstep with a U-Haul" Reagan quipped back.

"I don't get it" Amy said confusedly.

A huge smile spread across Reagan's face at the blonde's admittance and she leant forward and softly pecked her lips.

"It's just a silly lesbian joke" she clarified, "I'll explain it another time shrimp girl".

"Explain it now" Amy whined.

"As adorable as you are, your alarm went off ages ago and I really don't want us to get caught" Reagan reasoned, hopping up onto the bed and waving her hand towards the window.

"Okay fine, you can explain it to me over the phone later or something" Amy bargained, leaning past her girlfriend to fully swing the window open.

"Deal" Reagan nodded, cautiously maneuvering her body over the ledge until her feet were securely placed on the roof.

"I had an amazing time last night" Amy murmured, leaning out the window to offer her girlfriend a farewell kiss.

"Me too, and thanks for asking me out" she grinned, meeting the blonde for the kiss before offering her a wink and warily making her way back along the roof.

Amy wistfully sighed as she pulled the white shutters closed and let herself fall back down into the tangle of sheets on her bed.

'That was one of the most amazing nights of my life' she thought to herself, outstretching her arms and arching her back in attempt to loosen her tense muscles.

Her phone buzzed a moment later and her smile only brightened when she saw it was from Reagan.

'Just thought I'd let you know that I'm incredibly stealth and I made it back to my truck without being spotted (or falling off the roof)! Thank you again for an incredible night and I'll text you later on xx'.

Amy giggled at the text message and typed back a quick reply. She hadn't exactly known Reagan for that long but she already knew that behind her kind of badass facade, she was a romantic sweetheart.

Scrolling back through some of their previous text messages, she was hit with the sudden realization that she still hadn't contacted Karma. She immediately flicked back and re-read the text she'd received from her best friend last night, deciding that she'd definitely need to give her a call to work out whether or not she'd shown up at her house or not, praying that she hadn't.

Glancing at the clock on her bedside table, she noted it was just past 7am so she decided to head downstairs for some breakfast and then call Karma once she was sure she'd be awake.

She pulled a fresh pair of underwear and shorts out of her drawer, deciding it would probably be a bit uncouth of her to continue wearing clothing that was less than clean as a result of last nights mind blowing events.

After slipping on the new shorts, she opened up her bedroom door and began her quiet descent down the stairs towards living room, contently noting that both Lauren and Farrah and Bruce's bedroom doors were still shut.

Convinced that everyone was still soundly asleep, she cheerfully rounded the corner into the kitchen, only to be met with her mother and Lauren who were both perched at the dining table staring straight in her direction.

A mirthful smirk appeared on Lauren's face the moment they made eye contact, and all Amy could do was smile politely at the two of them and try to steady her breathing.

"Amy, could you please come and take a seat here for a minute?" Farrah requested, motioning for her daughter to sit down on one of the vacant chairs.

Amy's heart began to palpitate at what she believed to be an unnaturally fast pace and she could feel the sweat build up in her palms as she anxiously clasped them together.

"Ugh yeh…okay" she nodded dumbly, moving towards the table and unceremoniously sitting down.

"Now I know you probably just want to brush this under the rug but I think we need to talk about what happened last night" her mum continued, eying her with what seemed to be slight concern.

Amy's face paled considerably and she immediately regretted disregarding all her concern for her and Reagan's noise levels.

"What about last night?" She naively choked out, trying to act as clueless as possible.

"Well last night I was fast asleep and then I got woken up by a rather-a rather large scream Amy", Farrah noted bluntly.

Lauren clasped her hand over her mouth at this comment, and Amy could see her stepsister was trying impossibly hard to conceal her laughter.

"R-really?" Amy croaked, not knowing what else to say.

"Yes well I was rather concerned so I woke Bruce up and when we heard another noise he grabbed the baseball bat from our closet because we thought there was an intruder in the house" Farrah continued.

Amy was certain she was going to pass out at this point, pass out or spontaneously combust due to embarrassment. She had never felt so mortified in her entire life and she started running through the options of fleeing across the boarder or boarding a flight to Tokyo.

"Anyway" her mum proceeded, "As we were walking down the corridor, Lauren appeared and she let us know that she'd woken you up from a rather bad night terror. I wanted to check on you but she reassured us that she'd given you a glass of water and that you were just drifting back to sleep".

Amy's eyes comically widened at this and she was completely rendered speechless. She was certain Farrah was two seconds away from screaming the house down but instead Lauren had actually conjured up some obscene explanation for the noises emanating from her bedroom and had completely saved her.

"I-ugh-yeh, I couldn't have asked for a better sister", she eventually choked out, nothing but truth seeping through her words as her eyes gratefully met Lauren's.

"Well what I wanted to say Amy was that if you're having trouble sleeping, you just need to let me know and I'm sure we could get you into some therapy sessions or have something prescribed that will allow you to sleep easier at night" Farrah unknowingly offered.

"Yep absolutely, I think it was just one of those odd occurrences but I'll keep that in mind if it ever happens again", Amy hastily agreed.

"Okay then, well I'll leave you two girls to it" Farrah smiled, slowly standing up and heading out of the room with a wave.

The second she was gone; Amy abruptly stood up and pulled Lauren towards her into an embrace.

"Thank you Lauren, thank you, thank you" she grinned, gripping the smaller girl tightly in her arms.

Lauren let herself enjoy the uncharacteristic hug for a few moments before lightly shoving Amy back.

"I'd rather you keep your body parts and particularly your hands to yourself until you've showered and gone through a 24 hour quarantine period" she snapped.

Amy beamed in response, fully aware that Lauren was just putting on a brash façade.

"I really don't know how to repay you," she eventually admitted.

"Well for starters, you could actually listen to me when I request that you keep the volume to a minimum so I don't get woken up by what I initially considered to be an earthquake" she grumbled.

Amy's cheeks flushed a deep red at the comment, still thoroughly embarrassed that they'd been so inconsiderately loud.

"I-I really didn't realize we were being quite that boisterous" she unconvincingly tried to reason.

Lauren just quirked her eyebrow up at Amy's naivety and started to laugh.

"I literally had to intercept my dad in the hallway whilst he was grasping a baseball bat" she chuckled.

Amy let the humor of the situation sink in and the two of them began to giggle uncontrollably at the absurdity of it all.

"It won't happen again" she gasped, holding her sides.

Lauren rolled her eyes and smirked, "Sure it won't Amy, sure it won't," she teased, walking out of the room.

Karma's POV:

Across town, Karma had just woken up in a tangle of blankets, still wearing her dress from the night before which was now noticeably crumpled.

She was granted a few blissful moments of peace before the events of last night came crashing down on her, causing her to audibly groan and bury herself deeper into the mountain of sheets.

After a few minutes of wallowing, she outstretched her hand and snatched her phone off her bedside table, immediately noticing she had a text message from Amy. A small flutter of anticipation, optimism, hope, rushed through her as she opened up the message.

'Morning Karma, I just thought I'd text you incase you were still asleep. I'm sorry about last night as well; I should never have lied to you about Reagan. You didn't end up coming over did you?'

Karma smiled slightly at Amy's apology but that instantly faded when she read the rest of the message. She had most definitely ended up at Amy's house last night, the visualizations of everything she'd seeing making her feel that all too familiar tug of jealousy and pain. She immediately decided that she obviously could not reveal that she'd stopped by and then proceeded to watch her best friend as she came undone on top of Reagan, that would be plain wrong and all kinds of fucked up Karma thought. Instead she typed out a quick reply, covering her tracks so Amy knew none the wiser.

'Morning Amy, no I didn't make it to your place last night sorry! Mum actually couldn't give me a lift and I was feeling a bit too exhausted to walk all the way so I just ended up heading to bed. I'm sorry again for what happened at dinner and I hope we can talk it all out at school tomorrow x'.

She felt bad lying to Amy, but she honestly didn't feel as though she had any other choice. If she confessed to having seen her and Reagan then she wasn't sure what other truths would be revealed, and when it came down to it, she was still so incredibly confused about all the emotions she was experiencing.

Sluggishly dragging herself out of bed, she peeled her dress off and moved to grab a fresh towel so she could take a shower and hopefully wash away all these feelings. As she picked out some fresh clothes to later change into, her phone began to buzz again, alerting her to another text from Amy.

'Oh that's okay, I was just worried you'd shown up and I had fallen asleep or something! Why don't you come over tonight? I know we haven't been spending much time alone together and I think we're long overdue for some snickerdoodles and a twilight marathon x'

Karma knew that she needed to apologize to Amy face to face, but with all her confusion and these newfound feelings, she wasn't certain that a sleepover was the wisest idea. 'And I'm not particular keen on sleeping in her bed after what I witnessed last night' she jealously mused, as she typed her response.

'That honestly sounds perfect. I can't wait to see you. I'll come over at around 6pm xx'.

An even louder groan escaped her lips as she stared blankly at the text she'd just instinctively sent. 'That's not even remotely close to what I was thinking' she internally pouted, throwing her phone down on the bed.

Realizing that she obviously couldn't avoid her best friend forever, she headed to the bathroom to take a shower, deciding that she'd catch up with Liam before heading over to Amy's house.

As soon as the cool water splashed down against her exposed body, she felt a sense of relief. She honestly just needed to look at things in the light of day, with a little more perspective. Although she'd felt a gut wrenching proportion of jealously and hurt when she'd seen Reagan and Amy together last night, she still had feelings for Liam, and that was something she most definitely needed to consider.

Liam, the boy she'd spent all year pining after, which she'd shared a milestone first with, the boy she now recognised as her boyfriend. She needed to focus on that, on the things she did have, on the fact that she'd finally gotten exactly what she was seeking out all year, a loving boyfriend. Letting her mind focus on that, her hand impulsively dipped down past her hip, tracing the warm stream of water towards her center.

A soft whimper slipped out of her lips as she closed her already hooded eyes and moved her fingers through her slick heat.

She thought about the way Liam passionately kissed her in the art rooms, how he securely pressed her body tightly against his taut chest. She thought about the way he looked at her moments before they first slept together, how they lay together without a care in the world.

Building up momentum, she used her left arm to support herself as she leaned forward against the wall of the shower. She was getting closer, her teeth biting down tightly on her swollen bottom lip. She thought about his strong arms, his smooth long legs, her messy long blonde hair, the beads of sweat on her collar bone, her tense abdominal muscles, the arch of her back and the way she furrowed her brow and parted her lips as she came.

Karma's eyes shot open as her orgasm pulsed through her, a rush of sticky liquid spilling out into the palm of her hand and thoughts of her writhing best friend flashing through her mind.

She exhaustedly twisted the shower nozzles off and rested her forehead against the glass door, her shallow breath mixing with the fog and steam.

'I'm fucked' she thought, 'I'm completely fucked'.

Okay so that's it for Chapter 2!

My exams finish on the 15th of November so I'm not sure if I'll have time to write another chapter before then, I'll just have to see how I go!

Anyway, let me know what you all think and please feel free to post a review with any suggestions or ideas or anything you'd like to see me incorporate into the story.

Also I just wanted to note that in reality, I'm incredibly on the fence regarding the entire Reamy and Karmy situation. I think Reagan is absolutely perfect for Amy right now and I don't want either of them to get hurt. Half of me is still a huge Karmy shipper though, although I'm able to acknowledge that I don't think Karma is anywhere near ready to face her potential feelings for Amy, if she is in fact experiencing any. If Karma eventually does reach the conclusion that she has legitimate romantic feelings for Amy, then she's going to need to prove herself and I don't want her to cause any more drama.

Overall though, I just want Amy to be happy, and if she finds that happiness with Reagan then good on her because they make an explosive couple ;)

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that I'll most probably keep this as an Amy and Reagan based story because I know there's a real lack of fanfiction for the Reamy shippers out there!

Sorry for the rant :P

Thanks again xx