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buzzedbabe · 6 years ago

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Before I Dive... Chapter 26

Okay, here it is. Happy New Year. For a bit of a reminder, Richard and Amy were getting ready for Amy’s 80′s themed birthday party. See you in 2019. And as always, feedback would be amazing!

“Drink up, old girl,” Matt slurred, handing Amy a shot glass.

“Only if you do, old man,” Amy chuckled. “And only if you tell me what you're trying to kill me with.”

Matt slung his arm over her shoulder. “As the younger person by 4 days, I take offense to you calling me old. Now drink up. A taste of home.”

Lily videoed Amy and Matt downing the shots and both of them making gagging faces at the aftertaste.

“Southern Comfort is not a taste of home. I'm from Chicago,” Amy complained, smacking Matt’s chest. “Shit, that stuff is nasty.”

“When you're right, you're right,” Matt countered, grabbing Lily’s martini and taking a drink.

Amy grabbed her drink off the table and took a gulp. She watched as Matt pulled Lily onto the dance floor, looking a bit wistful at the small group. She smiled as she felt two hands wrap around her waist and a chin rest on her shoulder.

“I didn't think you could be sad at your own birthday party,” Richard said over an 80s song neither of them knew. “What's wrong?”

Amy looked back at the dance floor. “Missing certain people. That's all. Most of these people are your friends.”

His nose brushed the skin by her ear. “And yours too now. You’re practically Kit's sister. Probably know Lily better than I do.”

“You know what I mean.” Amy turned and motioned to the bartender for another drink, setting her empty down.

“How many of those have you had?” he questioned.

“Relax, Dad,” Amy sassed. “Benny and I have an understanding. I drink shots and things from other people, three so far, Benny serves me Sprite. I call it an Angel Tonic for anyone who asks.”

The bartender handed Amy a glass with a twist of lime in it. Amy replaced her straw and offered it to Richard. He smiled, kissing her nose.

“So when is Lily going to force me to sing?” he asked, taking a drink from his own tumbler.

“Oh probably after me,” Amy giggled, looking around the decorated bar. “I'm blown away by her.”

“She knew you hated how most karaoke places here shove you into a little room, and didn't want to hear you bitch all night,” he teased. “We all chipped in on the rental fee.”

“I love it,” she smiled.

Lily came back over, brushing her bangs out of her face. “Not enough fun,” she chided, grabbing Amy by both hands. “Let's go.”

Amy smiled at Richard over her shoulder, her crimped side ponytail smacking her in the face. She laughed as Girls Just Wanna Have Fun started playing and all of the girls hurried up to the microphones.

Kit wandered over to Richard, hands in the pockets of his teal Hammer pants. He ordered a drink, then leaned back against the bar, watching the girls with Richard.

“Sweet threads,” Richard said.

“Not sweet. Righteous,” Kit replied.

“Rose?”

Kit took a long drink of his whiskey. “Aberdeen.”

Richard glanced over at his friend’s tone. “Things okay?”

Kit just shook his head, taking another drink. A smirk crossed his face as the girls started a Conga line at the end of the song.

“Let's just enjoy tonight,” Kit finally answered.

Rocio came over breathless, her purple prom dress flouncing around her. She took Kit's drink and knocked back what was left in the glass.

“Thanks,” she laughed, handing him back the glass and turning back to the dance floor.

Richard watched as Kit's eyes never left the woman, the smirk changing to a soft grin as Rocio laughed, helping Lily keep Amy up by the microphones.

“Nooo,” Amy cried. “I'm not drunk enough.”

“Don't care, birthday girl,” Lily teased. “It is your turn.”

Amy whipped her head to gape at Lily as the song started to play. She started to back away, but Rocio directed her back towards the microphone.

“Your own fault, hermana,” Rocio said. “Heard you singing this the other day.”

“I hate you both,” Amy pouted, everyone laughing as her words broadcasted through the sound system.

She took a deep breath and adjusted the 15 necklaces around her neck. She closed her eyes and quietly began to sing.

I hear the ticking of the clock

I'm lying here the room's pitch dark

I wonder where you are tonight

No answer on the telephone

And the night goes by so very slow

Oh I hope that it won't end though

Alone

Kit watched as Richard straightened and moved toward Amy, an invisible magnet drawing him closer. His eyes widened as Amy swallowed, her voice becoming more confident. Even Kit felt himself drawn to her.

Till now I always got by on my own

I never really cared until I met you

And now it chills me to the bone

How do I get you alone

The room quieted, everyone surprised by the power in Amy's voice. They turned as Richard made his way to the front of the crowd. Amy looked up and locked eyes with Richard, her cheeks flushing.

You don't know how long I have wanted

To touch your lips and hold you tight, oh

You don't know how long I have waited

and I was going to tell you tonight

But the secret is still my own

and my love for you is still unknown

Alone

Lily leaned over to Holliday and whispered, “If I had socks on, they would totally be melted right now.”

“Seriously,” Holliday agreed, fanning herself. “Woo.”

Till now I always got by on my own

I never really cared until I met you

And now it chills me to the bone

How do I get you alone

Amy shook herself from her daze, smiling nervously. She laughed nervously at all the attention on her.

“Okay, that's enough. Ro, it's your turn,” she said, waving off the DJ.

“No, no, no,” Rocio argued. “You don't want that.”

Kit started chanting Rocio’s name, Lily and Matt joining in until Rocio got up to the microphone. She glared at Amy when a Madonna song started playing. Amy blew her a kiss, moving back to the bar.

Richard growled as Holliday and James intercepted Amy, their expressions showing their disbelief at Amy’s voice. He smiled when he saw her blush and smile, laughing at something Holliday said. She kissed James on the cheek, wiping the lip gloss off with the sleeve of her orange t-shirt. Richard started over when Holliday waved him over.

“Richy, why didn't you tell us? We are so out of our league,” James laughed. “Not fair karaoking with people who can sing!”

“Tell me about it,” Richard replied, wrapping his arm around Amy’s waist. He smiled when he felt her lean against him.

Holliday scoffed. “Karaoke is fun whether you can sing or not.”

“But only if you're singing,” Richard laughed, “not the poor blokes who have to listen.”

Amy glanced over as Kit shifted closer to Rocio, laughing her way through Open Your Heart to Me, Rocio giggling as Kit started swerving his hips when they made eye contact. She nudged Richard, who looked over and shrugged.

“Didn't want to talk about it,” he whispered to her.

“Hmm,” Amy mused as Kit pulled Rocio from the microphone and she tried to guide his hips.

“Alright, next up,” Lily said, pulling a slip of paper out of a pint glass, “Richard. Get that cute tush up here, Madden.”

Richard grumbled, trying to get out of it as James and Holliday pushed him forward. He yelped, rubbing his butt and looking back to see Amy glancing around nonchalantly before meeting his eyes and bursting into giggles. He wagged a finger at her, not noticing that Holliday led him up to the microphone.

“Wait. You don't want this,” he countered as the microphone neared. “I don't even know what I'm singing.”

The music started and Amy laughed as Richard blanched. He swallowed, muttering “I'm not drunk enough for this” before grabbing the microphone and singing with gusto.

I can't stop the way I feel Things you do don't seem real Tell me what you've got in mind 'Cause we're running out of time

Won't you ever set me free? This waiting 'round's killing me

Richard ducked and laughed as his friends started throwing peanuts and popcorn at him. He shrugged, fully indicating they'd done this to themselves.

She drives me crazy like no one else She drive me crazy and I can't help myself

The crowd cheered as James stepped in, pushing Richard away and continuing the song. Richard made his way back over to Amy, taking the whiskey she offered him. He knocked it back in one gulp, motioning to the waitress for another.

“Luck of the draw,” Amy giggled, pulling a piece of popcorn out of his hair and eating it.

“Well, I tried to warn you guys,” he laughed. “Lauren got the singing voice.”

Amy hugged him as he laughed, watching Holliday shove James off the microphone. She smiled as she caught sight of a brunette woman lingering in the doorway of the bar. She squealed, making Richard plug his ears.

“Leah!” she yelled, waving.

The nervous woman slowly came over, playing with the knot tied in the hem of her neon-yellow t-shirt. Amy met her halfway and hugged her tight.

“I’m so glad you could make it!” Amy giggled.

“Are we at the right party?” Leah whispered as Lily called out Kit’s name for karaoke.

“I think so.” Amy turned back towards Richard. “Babe, I’m at the right party, right?”

Richard came over to the two women, sliding a hand around Amy’s waist. Leah’s eyes grew as her pupils adjusted to the darkness and she made out Richard’s face.

“Not unless your other boyfriend is throwing you a party somewhere else,” he replied, smirking.

Amy laughed as a squeak came out of Leah’s mouth. Leah pointed at Amy, then Richard, the back to Amy.

“I’m not very vocal about who my boyfriend is,” Amy tried to explain, “as you can now see why.”

“I swear I thought he was made up for the longest time,” Rocio laughed, coming over to the group. “Then I go over to her place and find not only Robb Stark, but Cinderella and Jon Snow too.”

They all turned when Kit started to woefully wail, “Every rose has its thorn, Just like every night has its dawn, Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song, Every rose has its thorn.”

Amy turned to Richard. “If he’s trying to be subtle, he’s failing miserably,” she whispered. “He really said nothing?”

Richard shook his head as Matt cried out, “And that’s depressing! Why don’t you play some Bon Jovi or Springsteen?”

The DJ took the clue and quickly changed the song to Wanted Dead or Alive, Kit somehow seamlessly switching both mood and song. Amy smiled, turning back to Leah.

“So yeah, somehow this is my life,” she laughed, shrugging. “And these guys and girls are really just normal people when you get down to it. Let’s get you a drink.”

“Thanks,” Leah squeaked. “I think I’m gonna need it.”

“Okay, Amy, I think it’s your turn for another song,” Lily called out.

Amy pouted. “No it’s not! There are plenty of other people who haven’t sung yet.”

“But it’s your birthday so get your cute tush up here!”

Leah and Rocio pushed at Amy, cheering her on. She stuck her tongue out at Lily as she came up to the microphone, gasping as the song started.

“Are you going to let me pick my own song sometime tonight?” she asked, the group laughing as Lily shook her head no.

Amy played along for the first verse before waving her hands.

“Hold on, hold on. Lily. You are the only one who hasn't sung yet. I'm not singing another note until you do,” Amy interrupted the song.

“But it's not my birthday,” Lily argued, becoming dead weight as James tried to push her up to the microphone.

“Oh no you don't,” Matt laughed, picking up Lily’s feet as James held her under her arms. “She's quite right.”

“No, it's mine. And I demand a performance.”

Lily huffed, fixing the mountains of tulle around her waist when they set her down. She looked over as Amy whispered with the D.J.

“Some roomie you are,” she complained. Her eyes widened as the music started. “Oh I should shave your head while you sleep.”

Richard's head whipped around from his conversation with Leah to see Amy doubled over laughing.

“No you won't because you know I'd do the exact same thing to you,” Amy told the blonde.

The group whistled and catcalled as Lily began singing When I Think About You, I Touch Myself. Matt danced around with a smirk on his face, going up to Lily and making kissy faces.

Amy came back to the bar and Leah handed her a plastic shot glass.

“A slippery nipple for the birthday girl,” Leah said, toasting with her own shot glass.

“Ooo,” Amy breathed, downing the shot. “Mmm. Those are good.”

“Nipples? She should have another because she has 2 nipples,” Rocio joked, ordering another round.

Amy laughed, drinking the second shot, her hand automatically finding Richard's as it snaked around her waist.

“Someone call for slippery nipples?” he purred in her ear.

“Dios mio,” Rocio whispered, fanning herself.

“Shit, Rich,” Kit sputtered. “Even I was turned on by that.”

“No fair! You guys are having all the fun back there! I'm done,” Lily yelled.

Everyone laughed as she stomped back and grabbed a drink off the bar.

“Ugh! This is just Sprite!” she chided. “Who's being a party pooper?” Lily turned as Amy ducked her head, trying to hide her face in Richard’s shirt. “Noooo.”

“Before she gets mi hermana much drunker, I’d like to remind you, Richard, that I am available to make your duo a trio,” Rocio giggled.

Everyone laughed as Amy literally tried to climb inside Richard’s shirt. He nudged her out, doing up one more button and laughing as Amy promptly undid it again.

“I guess I’m getting wasted tonight,” she whispered to him.

“I’ll try to throw in some water here and there,” he replied, turning her back to the drink Lily held out to her.

“Drink. Then more karaoke,” Lily instructed, handing her the pink liquid.

Amy plopped into a chair, giggling hysterically. The karaoke had temporarily given way to a dance party. James landed next to her, laughing and wiping his brow.

“Hands down, Matt and Lily had the best Dirty Dancing attempt,” he chuckled.

“You and Holly did give them a run for their money. Richard nearly dropped me on my head!” Amy giggled.

“Alright, alright,” Lily yelled, heading back towards the microphone. “We only have about an hour left and I decided we should honor the birthday girl only with songs that have something to do with her. And since I am already up here, I will go first.”

The crowd booed jokingly as Lily curtsied to them, then whispered her song to the DJ. She ducked from the pretzels and cocktail napkins being thrown at her when Like A Virgin began to play, the other partygoers upset that she managed to pick the song first.

Amy grabbed her drink as she stood up on her chair, toasting the group. “I just wanted to say, I hate you all,” she slurred, making everyone laugh.

Richard supported her as she stumbled a bit getting down from the chair. She turned in his arms, kissing his chin.

“Hi,” she smiled.

“Hi,” he laughed.

“I don’t hate you.” She reached up and tapped his nose.

Richard laughed. “I’m glad to hear that. Time for some more water.”

“Nooo,” she pouted. “How about a chocolate martini?”

“After a glass of water.”

Amy huffed, taking the glass from his hand and taking a long drink. “There, I’m hydrated. Now how about something sweet?”

Kit gagged in the background as Richard leaned down and kissed Amy. “I think she meant a drink, mate.”

Richard flipped Kit off behind Amy’s back as she danced her way over to the bar. Kit laughed, sipping on his whiskey.

“Mr. Harington, get your butt up here,” Lily called as she finished the Madonna song.

“Just my butt?” he answered.

“It is your best feature,” Rocio teased, sipping her drink. She winked at him when he turned to gape at her.

“What are you going to sing, Kit?” Richard asked as Amy skipped back over with a pint glass filled with pink liquid.

“You’ll see,” Kit said, trying to wink at Amy as he made his way to the microphone.

Amy sat down on Richard’s leg, taking a sip of her drink. She offered the straw to Richard who chuckled at her. He took a sip to please her, expecting cloyingly sweet and getting Sprite.

“I had Benny put grenadine in my Sprite,” she giggled at his surprise. “I’m more sober than I’m acting. I really don’t want to be sick,” she whispered in his ear. “But I don’t want to disappoint Lily.”

Richard chuckled kissed her temple as Amy turned to watch Kit get ready to sing. He felt her start to sway as Kit started singing. He smiled, taking a drink of his whiskey as he heard her humming along.

“What are you singing?” she asked, turning suddenly.

“Not telling,�� he replied.

“Please?”

“You'll have to wait and see.”

“You're going to sing I Want Your Sex, aren't you? Please tell me so I know...to hide…”

She trailed off as Kit hit the chorus of the song, her head turning back to the front of the room.

Says she talks to angels

They call her out by her name

Oh yeah, she talks to angels

Says they call her out by her name

Amy smiled softly, swaying to the Black Crowes song, enjoying Kit's soulful rendition. She felt Richard's hand rest on her leg and her hand drifted down to rest on top of it. She cheered loudly as Kit finished, making him blush profusely.

Richard's eyes widened as Rocio hugged Kit, seeing it surprised his friend as well. He took a sip, watching Kit's shoulders relax as Rocio whispered something to him and kissed his cheek. Richard and Kit both followed Rocio as she flounced to the front, pint glass in hand.

Rocio whispered something to the DJ, then took her place at the microphone. She hiccuped, bursting into a giggle as her song began. She swayed, taking a quick drink of her beer before she started singing.

That old dog has chained you up alright

Give you everything you need to live inside a twisted cage

Sleep beside an empty rage

I had a dream I was your hero

Damn I wish I was your lover

I'll rock you till the daylight comes

Make sure you are smiling and warm

I am everything

Tonight I'll be your mother I will

Do such things to ease your pain

Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed

Amy laughed, cupping her hands around her mouth. “It's supposed to be a song about me, not Kit!”

Everyone cracked up as both Rocio and Kit blushed, Kit groaning and laying his head on the table. Amy reached over and tousled Kit's hair, scratching his scalp gently.

“I hate you,” he muttered.

“No you don't,” she giggled as Rocio went back over to the DJ.

“Let's see if you like this better,” Rocio said as she came back over to the microphone.

The group cheered as the Rick Springfield song started, Amy trying to encourage Kit's head off the table.

“Richie is a friend. Yeah, I know he's been a good friend of mine,” Rocio sang. “But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define. Richie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine.”

Amy turned towards Rocio, eyes widening. She felt Richard's hand tighten ever so slightly on her thigh. Her hand reached down to hold it.

And she's watching him with those eyes

And she's loving him with that body I just know it

And he's holding her in his arms late late at night

You know, I wish that I had Richie's girl

I wish that I had Richie's girl

Where can I find a woman like that

“Amy,” he whispered.

“She's always had a thing for me. Told me first time we got tipsy,” Amy whispered back. “It's not mutual. Well, maybe not 100%.”

Kit overheard the two, eyes darting back and forth between the two women. “Wait, is she…”

“Bi,” Amy finished.

“Are you?” Richard questioned. “Bi?”

“Maybe like 5%?” Amy blushed.

“How can you be 5% bi?” Kit asked, laughing. “You either are or you aren't.”

“I can appreciate women, but I don't think I'll ever act on it,” Amy hissed, throwing a wadded up napkin at him. “Not that I should have to justify myself to you.”

Kit leaned back, holding his hands up in front if him. “Get her another drink, Rich. I think I like that Amy better.”

“Yeah? Well, I like the Kit who tells his girlfriend to shove it up her skinny arse when she suspects there's something going on between him and me,” she countered, grabbing her drink and storming off to Lily and Matt's table.

Richard whistled. “So that's why Rose isn't here?”

“No, Rose had a family obligation, baby shower or something. Amy happened to overhear our phone conversation yesterday,” Kit grumbled, knocking back the rest of his drink. “Claims all she hears about is Amy anymore.”

“Does she have anything to worry about?” Richard asked before taking a sip.

“Did you really just ask me that?”

Richard cocked an eyebrow at Kit as an answer.

“No, she doesn't,” Kit finally replied. “And neither do you.”

“Well, I know that,” Richard laughed. “But if Rose really has nothing to worry about, you might want to stop whatever it is you're doing with Rocio before it becomes something to worry about.”

Kit looked up at the serious tone to Richard's voice. He stared back at his hands as his fingers traced the rim of his empty glass.

The two barely noticed as Holliday replaced Rocio at the microphone or Amy thanking Rocio and kissing her on the lips. Their eyes looked up when a glass of water appeared in front of Kit.

“Was I so bad that I made you sick?” Rocio asked. “You look green.”

“No,” Kit replied after swallowing. “Should probably slow down a bit. Thanks for the water.”

“De nada,” Ro smiled, pinching his cheek. “How will I know if he really loves me?” she sang along with Holliday, sashaying back over to Amy.

Kit groaned, laying his head on his arms, muttering something Richard couldn't hear. Richard reached over, lifting a hank of curls.

“What was that?”

“I'm fucked,” came the answer from under Kit's arm.

“What's that thing I see pop up on the internet every now and again?” Matt commented as he came closer. “Flip a coin. Whoever you want it to be is the one you're supposed to be with?”

“Waxing philosophical? Really Smith?” Kit groaned.

“Just trying to help, mate.”

Kit lifted his head, shoving his curls out of his face. “Got a coin?” he asked, eyes landing on the glass of water.

“Not a chance,” Matt laughed. “I'd never get it back.”

Kit chuckled, still staring at the pint glass. He glanced up when a 5 pence landed on the table in front of him. Richard shrugged when Kit met his eyes.

“No time like the present,” Richard said.

Kit took the coin, flipping it over with his thumb and index finger.

“Matthew! Are you boring those boys by getting all philosophical?” Lily called from the microphone.

“That's it exactly darling,” Matt replied, toasting her. “Just waiting for Richie's big number.”

“You are singing I Want Your Sex,” Amy cried, making everyone laugh as Richard turned pink.

“Oh no, old bird,” Matt countered. “Nothing so obvious.” He sauntered over to Amy and draped an arm around her shoulders. “Though I think all of us agree that it's no big deal and you really should put the old boy out of his misery.”

“And all of us agree it's about time you start ring shopping,” she teased, clinking her glass with his.

“Touché,” he laughed. “I do think a new pinky ring might be in order.”

Amy batted Matt's hand away as he held it up in front of her face, showing off the band of gold around his pinky. James had walked up to the microphone during this conversation, setting down his pint glass.

“Seeing as I'm at least halfway blitzed,” he said into the microphone, “I'd like to offer up my song as a request for the birthday girl.”

“I Want Your Sex,” Matt called, earning an elbow to the ribs from Lily.

Amy kissed James on the cheek before whispering the song to the DJ. She moved over to a chair in the front to watch. The DJ put the title on the screen and James smiled as the lyrics popped up on the screen.

Hold on little girl

Show me what he's done to you

Stand up little girl

A broken heart can't be that bad

When it's through, it's through

Fate will twist the both of you

So come on baby come on over

Let me be the one to show you

Amy smiled as Matt ran back, dragging Richard and Kit to the front to help James sing.

I'm the one who wants to be with you

Deep inside I hope you feel it too

Waited on a line of greens and blues

Just to be the next to be with you

Build up your confidence

So you can be on top for once

Kit stiffened as Richard shoved him towards Amy. Kit’s eyes softened as he sang the next few lines solo.

Wake up who cares about

Little boys that talk too much

I seen it all go down

Your game of love was all rained out

Amy cheered as the rest of the guys joined back in singing.

So come on baby, come on over

Let me be the one to hold you

The girls moved to the front to help the guys sing, swaying and holding up their drinks at the chorus.

I'm the one who wants to be with you

Deep inside I hope you feel it too

Waited on a line of greens and blues

Just to be the next to be with you

Amy laughed as Matt stepped forward, kneeling down and taking her hand as he sang the bridge.

Why be alone when we can be together baby

You can make my life worthwhile

I can make you start to smile

Matt kissed the back of her hand, earning a playful shove from Amy. She leaned forward to share Matt's microphone, singing along with the guys for the rest of the song.

When it's through, it's through

Fate will twist the both of you

So come on baby come on over

Let me be the one to show you

I'm the one who wants to be with you

Deep inside I hope you feel it too

Waited on a line of greens and blues

Just to be the next to be with you

Amy laughed, cheering as the song ended. Kit came over and gave her a hug. Richard watched as Kit whispered in Amy's ear, earning him a “duh” look from Amy. But before he could ask what Kit said, the DJ announced they had time for one last song.

“Oh, that means it's Richard's turn,” Lily declared.

Matt whined, “But I didn't get to do my song.”

“Thank God,” Amy laughed.

Lily smiled at Matt. “You can do it for her at the house.”

Richard watched as Lily went to speak to the DJ as they had planned. His palms began to sweat and his last martini felt like a rock in his stomach.

Amy watched as Richard rushed to the DJ as a single note played. She gasped as her brain registered the song by the second note, but then she frowned as the music stopped.

“Sorry. Bit of a mix up,” he nervously chuckled into the microphone. “Wrong track.”

Amy watched as he bit his lip, waiting for the DJ to switch songs. She could tell he was nervous, but something else lay beneath, disappointment maybe, uncertainty?

In a blink, the nervous man changed into the actor, cool, confident. She laughed as she recognized the song, Richard beginning to sway and bop along with the music.

We're no strangers to love

You know the rules and so do I

A full commitment's what I'm thinking of

You wouldn't get this from any other guy

I just want to tell you how I'm feeling

Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Amy laughed and swooned appropriately as Richard bit his lip and winked at her. Richard almost lost it when Matt began wolf-whistling at him.

We've known each other for so long

Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it

Inside we both know what's been going on

We know the game and we're gonna play it

And if you ask me how I'm feeling

Don't tell me you're too blind to see

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Lily, Rocio, Holliday, and Leah all hurried up to play backup singers to Richard, fawning over him and rubbing their hands over him.

(Ooh give you up)

(Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up)

Amy wiped tears from her eyes as she tried to stop laughing. Rocio kept trying to make Richard's hips shake, while Holliday had successfully removed one arm from Richard's jacket. Leah had “fainted” around Richard's legs, and Lily had taken to running her hands over Richard's face and messing up his hair.

We've known each other for so long

Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it

Inside we both know what's been going on

We know the game and we're gonna play it

And if you ask me how I'm feeling

Don't tell me you're too blind to see

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Amy clapped and cheered loudly as Richard managed to free himself and make his way over to her. She cupped his face and kissed him.

“I think Rocio manhandled my bum,” he whined.

“And she probably won't remember a single bit,” Amy replied. “Thank you.”

“Happy birthday,” he grinned.

“Alright love birds,” James slurred, throwing his arms around their shoulders. “We're going to cram into a cab or two and head to the JameSmith residence.”

“JameSmith?” Amy questioned, looking over at Lily.

“Not completely finalized,” Lily explained at her friend's slightly crestfallen face. “I still have months on my lease. I would never put you out on the streets.”

“You could always truly give me my birthday present,” Richard whispered in her ear, hands coming around her from behind to gently remove her thumb from between her teeth. “I was told I get to keep you, remember?”

“Are you asking me to move in?” Amy asked, not noticing everyone else gathering up their jackets and heading to the door.

“Only if you're ready.”

She turned to face him, arms wrapping around him. “Can I think about it?”

“Of course.”

Amy looked up at the hint of disappointment in his voice. “It’s a big decision and I am way too intoxicated to be making it right now.”

“I know. I just… never knew why you moved in with her in the first place.” Richard scrubbed a tired hand over his face.

“Because…”

“If you two don’t get out here, Lily is making you walk,” James hollered from the door. “You can make out later!”

Amy smiled wryly. “And if you're lucky, we might let you watch!”

Richard shook his head, chuckling as James let out a whoop. He helped Amy into her jean jacket before heading out to the cab.

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