Hey! So this is hopelessromantic1313! Anyways, I hope you enjoy the story! Here's my story:
P.O.V.: Sam
It has been about one year since I left Seattle to go to New York for college. In case if you're wondering, I'm studying to be a _.
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Ever sience Freddie and I kissed for the second time, we've been together. I really miss the nub. But I also miss the priss, the spazy artist, and the shirtless mermaid. (I don't care what scientists, realists, or any other normal person has to say about it, I still believe that he's a mermaid. FOR HEAVENS SAKE HE LOVES HAVING HIS SHIRT OFF!)
Anyway, Freddie is in Law School in Seattle. Carly is in colledge to become a _.
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Anyways, Freddie sent me a mp3 with a couple of songs, and a note that said:
Dear Sam,
Hey! How are you doing? I miss my psycho girlfriend. Anyways, I've got you a mp3 with some songs to show you how I feel.
Love,
Freddie
P.S. By the way this doesn't mean that I'm going to go around buying random stuff for you.
My boyfriend knows me so well. I did start to expect he'll start to buy me stuff until I read the P.S.
The first song that popped up was this:
(Disclaimer: Anything bolded is Sam's thoughts.)
Hey There Delilah (Plain White T's):
Hey there delilah what's it like in New York City
It's too bright.
I'm a thousand miles away, but girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE? What, did you bug me?
Times Square can't shine as bright as you.
I don't know it's pretty bright. I just complained on how bright it is.
I swear it's true.
Ummm, it's not.
Hey there delilah don't you worry about the distance
I'm not worrying about it. 8,712 mi. (That's an exact number... no joke)
I'm right there if you get lonely give this song another listen
Close your eyes,
I'm closin' them
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
This is not you!
I'm by your side
I just opened them, and you aren't here.
Oh it's what you do to me 4x
What you do to me
What's punch, kick, slap, and hurt you on countless occasions?
Hey there delilah, I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl, someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
That is a horrible idea. First off, if you sell the guitar you will only get around $25. But if you play on the corners of streets, then you'll only get like $2 per day. I'm just sayin'.
We'll have it good
DID YOU JUST HEAR ME?
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good
OH MY- ahh, forget it.
Hey there delilah, I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you would take you breath away
I'd write it all
In that case, there will be a lot of writing done.
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all
We'll have a ball
At the mall
That's all
Pssh, rhymers.
Oh it's what you do to me 4x
What you do to me
Yeah, I hurt you all the time... anything else?
A thousand miles seems pretty far
It's 8,712 mi.
But they got planes, and trains, and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
That's a horrible walk. 8,712 mi. I get tierd everytime I walk the mile!
Our friends will all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because
We know that none of them have felt this way
I know.
Delilah I can promise you that by the time that we get through
The world will never ever be the same.
And your the blame
FREDDIE WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT BLAMMING ME FOR STUFF! Oh, it was a complement? Nevermind then.
Hey there delilah you be good and don't you miss me
I can't promise anything
Two more years and you'll be done with school
That sounds easy.
And I'll be making history like I do
Pleeeeaaassse.
You know it's all because of you.
Stop pressing blame!
We can do whatever we want to
Whatever we want to? He, he, he.
Hey there delilah here's to you
This one's for you
Oh, really! I thought it was for my colledge roommate Taylor Swift!
Oh it's what you do to me x4
What you do to me
No, I guess it's what you do to me.
You know, I really miss everyone back at Seattle.
P.O.V.: Freddie
You know, I really miss Sam. So does everyone else. It's not the same without Sam here.
Today, Carly, Spencer, Gibby, and I are going to go surprise Sam in New York. The whole time on the plane Spencer was spazing out in his seat (he said he hates staying in one place for more than an hour), and Gibby kept trying to take his shirt off (I have no explanation for that. I guess Gibby was just being Gibby.)
We finally got off, and we realized something... we had no clue where she might be. So they told Carly to call her over speaker phone. This was the conversation:
"Hey Carls!" Sam answered.
"Hey Sam... so what cha' doin'?"
"I'm eating a doughnut at a doughnut shop."
Figures.
"Well... where is this doughnut shop?" Carly said slowly.
Sam told us the adress. then she said "Why?"
We're screwed. Carly is a terrible lier.
Carly looked at us as though looking for an answer. Then, she just hung up the phone.
"CARLY!" We all unisoned.
"Why did you do that?" Spencer said.
"I paniced!" Carly said "Can we just go?"
We left. When we finally got there she was eating a chocolate doughnut. Glaze was all over her face...
but the trip was still worth it.
Okay! That's my story! I hope everyone liked it! Please review! The button is right under you... just press it. (;