A/N: Very short! Probably the shortest fic ever. lol. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Nope, definitely not Dan Schneider. Oh well.
I felt something warm and wet slide across my face. I was crying. "Pucketts' don't cry." I could
almost hear my mom say.
Ugh. Stupid nub for making me cry. I mean, seriously. He asked Carly if it was too late for her to
love him, then denied it when I asked him about it.
I vigorously rubbed away the tear, but another one slid down my face. Didn't the I love you's really
not mean anything to him? I thought he meant it. I know I did.
"Sam?" a certain nubbish, deep voice that I loved asked. I froze, not wanting to let him see me like
this.
"Get out, nub. I want my privacy." I said, trying to sound hard and intimidating, yet failing as I heard
my voice crack.
"Okay, okay. Sorry." he said and I could hear him go back downstairs.
He didn't even ask me what was wrong. He just... Left.
I wondered what had happened. Was he trying to make me jealous? Was he trying to get back at
me for "flirting" with that one direction boy? I was only trying to make him jealous... I tried to keep
my thoughts hopeful, but in the end I had to face reality.
The nub's in love with Carly again.