Sam was in her room crying Freddie was coming back from visiting his dad in New York and his plane crashed.
"Sam" A voice behind me said. I turned around and there was Carly.
"Yea Carls" I said through my tears.
"How about you come to my house and we hang out"
"Okay"
By the way no one said Freddie had died on the news the said that there were 17 people found and there was 5 people not found. That means Freddie is probably alive"
"Your right. Thanks Carly I will me you out side in 2 minutes I need to get my bag packed"
"Okay. How about you pack for a week...And bring that picture of Freddie that has lipstick all over it" I looked at the picture by my bed and blushed.
"Okay. I was going to bring it anyway"
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"Hey Sam do you want something to eat"
"No thanks"
"Okay so what up about that picture"
"Nothing."
"C'mon you can tell me anything. No matter what it is. You know that don't you."
"Okay I am in love with Freddie and I don't know if he is alive"
"Don't worry Sam I think he is alive"
"Okay and if he walks through that door I will tell him I love him right there and then" I Said then I heard the door open I thought it was Spencer until I heard the voice
"It's good to be alive" Freddie said we ran up and hugged him.
"I have something to tell you" We said at the same time.
"You go first" I said.
"My near death experience made me realize that life is short and I have to say I love you" He said.
"I love you too." We kissed then hugged
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I was watching seconds from disaster when I thought of this tell me how you think got to go goodnight.
