"Is it too late for you to love me?"

What Freddie said to me earlier today still shocks and catches me off guard as I study for the Chemistry test with Freddie now. I watch him as he focuses and reads out loud a paragraph in the textbook.

Is it too late for me to love him?

Does he like me again?

Did he ever stop?

It's been a couple months since he and Sam broke up and I still don't know a whole lot of what went on and what they agreed on. I'm pretty sure dating your best friends ex is against it even though Sam did that first. Not that I want to date Freddie anyway.

"Carly? Are you listening to me?" Freddie asks I sit silently still gazing at him. I blush and look away.

"Oh, yeah! Umm William Shakespeare was born in the 1600s." I say, nervously. Why would I even think about Freddie that way anyway? I haven't liked him before so why would I change my mind now, because he's matured and has gotten buff and very more attractive looking? No. I don't think so.

"Carly were not talking about Shakespeare. We're talking about Chemistry!" Freddie explains to me smiling at me slightly. I smile back sweetly. I shake my head.

"I knew that! So what were you talking about?" I ask trying to get back at the topic. I can't help but notice how he moves closer to me as he rereads the paragraph again. Our shoulders are almost touching as we sit upstairs in the Studio on our beanbags. While he's reading I also can't help but stare at him some more. His deep brown eyes are content and his eye brows are knitted together tightly. This time when he asks me the same question I answer it immediately and he smiles at me so sweetly that I forget what I said in the first place.

Maybe it's not too late for me to love him after all.

"Sup peeps!" Sam yells as she comes walking in with a hot meat sandwich in her hand. Her blonde curls are tangled together and her blue eyes dance all over the place. Ever since she opened "Gibby's" with Gibby she has been in better spirits.

"Hey Sam," Freddie says flashing Sam a cute smile and getting up to stand by her. "What's up?" As he gets up I can't help but not notice the look of love in his eyes for a moment before it changes back to normal.

Maybe it's the other way around now.

Maybe it's too late for Freddie to love me.