When she got near enough and saw the tears running down her friend's fair cheeks, she thought her heart would beat out of her chest. Dropping to her knees next to Amy's bed, she pulled the pliant body toward her in a hug. "Amy? Honey, what's the matter?" She asked frantically. When the tears wouldn't stop, she simply held her in her arms and rocked her, whispering comforting words into her red tipped ear.

Finally, the tears seemed to subside and Amy hiccupped softly. Pulling slightly away, Nick tried to capture her gaze. "Amy? What's wrong, sweetie?"

At the loving look she received after her small breakdown, Amy was on the verge of breaking into another bout of tears. She finally saw what her friends had seen all along and wondered how she could have been so blind. She still wasn't sure of her feelings, or of Nick's feelings, but she knew she loved her...deeply. Unwilling to think it over, ponder the consequences, or the implications, Amy decided that for once in her life she would follow her heart, even if it meant throwing caution to the wind. Raising a hand to Nick's worried face, she caressed her cheek gently and pulled her closer, bringing their lips together in the sweetest contact.

Nick was surprised for a second, but quickly got her bearings and let herself be enveloped by the sweetest, purest sensation that could possibly be found on earth. The kiss was over way too soon, and they drew apart. Amy was staring into Nick's wide blue eyes, swallowing thickly and trying to form a coherent thought. She didn't know what impelled her to kiss Nick, but she knew she simply had to, there was no doubt about it. And it had felt so good. Still reeling from the intense sensations that were running through her, Nick knew she had to say something, break the tension, but she had nothing...her head was completely empty.

"I'm sorry..." Amy began, but then stopped herself. She realized that she wasn't in the least bit sorry. She was very much confused but not sorry at all. She didn't regret the kiss, she was glad it happened and was busy beating herself up for not noticing what was going on sooner. However, she had a feeling that Nick was just as lost as she was, if the look on her face meant anything. "I'm not sorry for the kiss...I'm just sorry I jumped on you like that. Nick, please don't hate me, I just had to find out...see if what they were saying is true."

Nick shook her head, "Wait, wait. First of all, I could never hate you, and second, who said what and what brought this on?" Although Nick had always considered herself straight, she had to wonder. She loved Amy dearly and would do anything for her, but she never thought or even considered this option of something more. Perhaps she never considered that because their relationship was so easy, so pure and loving that neither wanted to taint it with something more. But then again, that kiss felt incredible, Nick had to admit. It had felt like her world suddenly burst into life and her heart started beating for the very first time. Moreover, she always enjoyed holding Amy and being near her, and felt like she could kill any person that were to hurt her. She always chucked it up to being overly protective. Deep down, if she took a moment to consider her feelings, she found a kernel of desire whenever she thought about her beautiful friend. She couldn't ignore the fact that she found her extremely attractive, but the possibility never came to mind. Why? She asked herself. Because we just never considered that a possibility between us, she thought quietly; we never gave this a chance.

Amy gazed into Nick's face, watching as the emotions swept over her beautiful features. Since day one, she thought her roommate was one of the most attractive women she'd ever seen. That was the reason she wondered at first why Nick never dated, or got out. In time, she learned of her utmost dedication and came to know her on many deeper levels. Why have we never thought about it? Maybe we have and it just didn't register in our consciousness. We are perfect for each other, but what does that mean? What does it say about us?

"Julia said some things to me this afternoon that made me think." Amy said eventually.

"More like made you cry. What happened?"

"She kind of took me by surprise. We talked about the upcoming holidays and one thing led to another and she said they all thought we were spending the holidays together because they thought we were than friends." She finished quietly, still a bit shy about discussing the subject.

Nick took a deep breath and released it slowly, unconsciously brushing the blonde hair out of Amy's eyes. "They did, huh? Well, I can't say I blame them really."

Amy looked startled for a moment, "You knew? You thought about it too? Why didn't you say something?"

Nick raised her hands in defense, "No, no...I didn't mean that. I've never even considered it, to tell you the truth, but now, hearing it from you, it makes a lot of sense. I guess I would have thought the same thing if I weren't in the middle of this."

Amy lowered her gaze, "Yeah, I guess you're right. So, what do we do now?" She practically begged in a tiny whisper.

Nick shrugged, "Anything you want. If I'm not mistaken, this is kind of new to both of us and it obviously hit you hard. I think we just need a little time to think things over and see where we go from there."

Amy nodded, "Yeah, sounds like a plan. We'll talk though, right?"

Nick smiled lovingly, "Of course we will. This changes nothing for me. It only adds to what I've already been feeling."

Amy answered with a brilliant smile of her own, "For me too."

Amy pulled herself up and sat on the edge of the bed. Nick stood in front of her and took her in a tight hug. Amy laid her head on Nick's flat stomach, squeezing for all her worth. Nick bent down and placed a gentle kiss on the top of Amy's head before stepping out of the embrace and heading back to her own part of the room. "Will you be okay?" She asked after a moment.

"Yeah, don't worry." Said Amy and resumed her prone position.

A week passed with both quite busy with papers and class material. Both kept thinking about the change of events and mulling over their possibilities. The holidays seemed closer than ever and decisions had to be made. Their relationship hadn't suffered but their usual intimacy seemed to be missing. Their touches seemed to be briefer and scarcer than ever, and school work was pushing them further away from each other, making them feel very lonely even when they were both in the room. Their friends immediately noticed the change but no one said a word. Julia was still beating herself up for messing with her friends' relationship by opening her big mouth. Consequently, she tried to steer clear of the two as much as possible. Generally, the situation was slowly becoming unbearable and they knew it was time to talk.

"I think we need to talk." Amy told Nick, who was in her usual position in front of her desk.

"I think so too." Nick got up and went to Amy's side of the room. Instead of taking a seat in her usual spot on Amy's bed, she grabbed a chair and pulled it closer.

Amy took a shaky breath and bit her bottom lip. "What's happened to us? We said nothing was going to happen, that if anything, it will be better. And look at us now. We can't even sit together like we used to. For the past week, we barely spoke two words to each other and I barely even saw you. This is what I was afraid would happen. We're drifting apart and I hate this!" Cried Amy, pearly tears flowing down her cheeks.

Nick could never stand seeing someone cry, especially her best friend. Getting off the chair, she walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, pulling Amy toward her. "I'm so sorry. I'm such a jerk. I never meant for this to happen either but things seemed to get out of hand. We've both been busy this week and on top of it all, I've had some hard time in a couple of my classes and having all these thoughts running through my head sure hasn't helped anything." Nick ran her fingers soothingly through Amy's hair, brushing her cheek on the crown of her head.

"I'm sorry, this has been hard and trying on the both of us. You're not a jerk, I'm just over sensitive."

Nick snorted, "Nah, you?"

Amy slapped her stomach playfully. "So, what are we going to do?"

Nick cleared her throat in thought. "Well, I think it would be best if we give this a try and if it doesn't work, I would like for us to remain friends."

Amy looked up at her, "Similarly to what happened this week?"

Nick grimaced slightly, "Look Amy, I love you, you know that. You're my vest friend and I would do anything for you, and that is something that would never change, no matter what. I want to give this a try between us because I believe that something so beautiful doesn't come around too often, and I wouldn't want to regret it for the rest of my life. If this doesn't work out, I swear to you that this week was not a model for the 'what if' scenario. It will hurt, I'm positive about that, but it will never change the way I feel for you."

"I think you're right. I don't want to regret anything about this, about us. I want to try and see what happens. For once, I'd like to leave things up to fate and step back to enjoy whatever it throws my way."

Nick smiled and after a brief pause, lowered her head to kiss Amy's sweet lips. The kiss started out gently, softly exploring the lips of the other. Soon, that wasn't enough and the kiss grew deeper; a movement of tongues sensually seeking the warmth of the other. They caressed each other for a few minutes, delighting in the sweet torture that was their kiss. And then, they broke apart. Trying to catch their breaths, they looked at each other silently.

"Would you like to go out with me?" Asked Nick sweetly.

Amy bit her bottom lip, still tasting Nick's unique flavor, "As on a date?"

Nick smiled, "Yes, smarty pants, as on a date."

"Hmm...let me think about it." She pretended to think for a moment but then started giggling uncontrollably when Nick jumped her and started tickling. "Okay, okay, I'll go out with you...please...stop...Oh God...I'm gonna pee...stop..."

It was Friday night and the girls were getting ready for their first date. Neither wanted to be seen by the other, so they hid all day, each on her side of the room, separated by a curtain that was put up as a divide. At 8pm sharp, they were both ready and anxious. Nick stepped out of her room, dressed in tight blue jeans and a blue sweater that hugged her curves in all the right places. She was stunned mute for a second when her eyes captured Amy. Amy was wearing a white button-down blouse with a pair of beige chinos and golden pumps. Her hair was pulled up allowing a few strands to curl around her face. "You're stunning." Nick finally said, finding her voice.

Amy blushed, "Thank you, so are you."

"Shall we, Milady?" Nick bowed at the waist and opened the door for her.

They had a nice long dinner at a quiet restaurant on the beach, then went to catch the late show at the cinema. It was past midnight by the time they got back. Nick unlocked the door to their room and allowed Amy to enter first. Standing with her back to the closed door, Nick smiled. "Thank you for a lovely evening. I had a great time."

Amy smiled in return, "Me too. Would you like to come in?" She asked jokingly.

Nick chuckled. "Sure, don't mind if I do."

Taking off their jackets, Amy went to sit on the bed and Nick grabbed her chair. They gazed at each other for a few moments, both were silent. There was a kind of tension in the air that was inexplicable to them. They had done this a million times over and yet, it had never even come close.

Nick finally broke the silence. "You really are breathtaking tonight, even more so than usually. I'm glad we decided to do this."

"Thank you. I'm glad we decided to do this too. By far, it was the best date I've ever had."

They smiled at each other and Nick couldn't help herself, leaning forward and capturing Amy's soft lips with her own. The kiss steadily grew more heated, as their tongues requested entrance into not so long ago forbidden territories. Someone moaned but neither was curious enough to stop and investigate. Before they knew what was happening, Nick had Amy on her back, caressing every inch of exposed skin while trying to uncover more. Nick trailed her hot kisses to Amy's straining throat, licking at a forming bead of sweat. Her hands were busily trying to undo the buttons on her blouse, her lips soon reaching her more than enticing cleavage. When her tongue touched the edge of Amy's breast, Amy gasped and pulled back. "Wait, wait, please..."

Nick immediately backed away, stopping her ministrations, but keeping her position on top. They were both breathing hard and words were coming out with difficulty. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"

Amy shook her head, "No, I'm just...I just got a little nervous."

Nick brushed the hair off Amy's forehead, "I'm sorry for scaring you. Do you want to stop?" Nick didn't want to stop but she would have done anything Amy asked of her, even if it included physical pain on her part.

Swallowing, Amy said, "No, I don't want to stop. Let's just go slow, okay?"

Nick smiled and kissed her glistening forehead, "Of course, baby."

Everything seemed to come so naturally to them; it was almost as though they had done it a thousand times over. The caresses continued at a more leisurely pace and this time Nick waited for Amy's signals, allowing her to get accustomed to the new experiences. She didn't venture forward until she was positive that it was exactly as Amy wanted it. Their clothes were soon scattered on the floor around the bed as they lay together, skin on skin, touching and tasting every part of the other's body. Amy spread her legs to accommodate Nick's body and groaned when her core encountered her silky thigh. Slowly, sensually, they started moving in sync, rocking against each other in the age-old dance. Sweat made their bodies glide with ease, the friction causing great heat to rise and engulf them. The only sounds in the room were of heavy breathing and the occasional sensual moan. Nick pushed herself up on her forearm, sneaking her hand in between their undulating bodies. Amy grabbed hold of her biceps when Nick's hand made contact. When she delved inside the heat, Amy couldn't hold onto a deep groan that sought to escape. Her nails dug into Nick's muscles when her thrusts became too intense. Raising her knee to make contact with Nick's center, they rocked against each other in a continued momentum. The pleasure was almost too great for them to hold. Amy's moans grew louder in pitch as Nick strained harder against her body. The bed shook with the strength of their thrusts. Finally, they fell over the precipice together; Amy arching her neck and biting into the skin of Nick's shoulder, and Nick groaning with pleasure and pain.

The room was silent again as they tried to catch their breaths, reveling in the sweet afterglow. Nick covered Amy's smaller body almost completely, and fearing she might be suffocating the girl, she rolled to the side. Leaning over, she placed a gentle kiss on her brow, then on her temple, and finally on her lips, until Amy opened her eyes. Amy licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, causing a shiver to run through Nick's frame. "That was...incredible."

"Yes, yes it was. You're incredible." Nick added. "You don't regret this, do you? Or think that it was a mistake?"

Amy shook her head slowly, still trying to snap out of her dreamy state, "Not one bit. If there is something I regret, it's not doing this beforehand."

Nick chuckled and pulled Amy's naked body closer. Nick's eyes fell shut and she was half asleep by the time Amy spoke her next words.

"You know, I don't usually do this...have sex on the first date. I hope you don't think I'm easy." Amy admonished jokingly, half asleep herself.

Nick's lips turned up into a lopsided smirk, "Don't worry, baby, I'll still respect you in the morning." She chuckled when her side was pinched. Kissing the still damp forehead once more, she pulled Amy's pliant body on top of her and they fell into a deep, contended sleep.

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