iCPR

My first OnEsHoT, Seddie!

I literally woke up this morning and this idea flew into my head. It's my first oneshot. Enjoy!

Freddie POV

What an unpleasant way to wake up. First your cell phone ringing like it's the end of the world, then loud bangs on your front door, leading to your mother screaming, "STRANGER DANGER!" and running to her room and locking the door with a slam, and then a call, "MRS. BENSON! IT'S ME! CARLY SHAY! I NEED FREDDIE!!" which is something I usually would have loved to hear, since the voice came from my true love, Carly Shay, saying she needed me, that's something, but I didn't catch much sleep last night, and so it's 7:45 A.M., but I'll do anything for Carly.

I leap out of the bed and rush to the door. Carly's voice seemed urgent this morning.

When I swung open the door, Carly's face was completely freaked out. She was on the point of hypervenalating.

"Carly! Breathe!" I said, but it made no changes to her face, "What's wrong?"

"Sam…is choking…" She sputtered. I grabbed her hand and rushed over to her apartment across the hall.

Even though Sam tortured and tormented me, she was still (sort of surprisingly) considered my friend, and as a friend, I felt protection for her. Like an annoying little sister.

I wasn't sure what I was going to do; I just needed to do something.

"Spencer's not home, and I think she needs air," Carly was talking rapidly, "As in CPR. And, um, I can't, uh do that."

How convenient that I had taken these CPR classes at the pool last summer.

"So… you want me to do…mouth-to-mouth?" I asked, hesitating. I looked down at Sam, and seeing how she looked – unmoving – I leaned in without an answer from Carly.

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4…

Soon she was coughing back to life. Apparently she had choked on some ham (surprise, surprise).

"FREDDIE?!" I heard a loud, screeching noise that was my mother's.

"Gotta go," I rushed out of the apartment.

Sam POV

Carly was talking at the speed of light, trying to explain what had happened.

"Anyways, are you OK now? I need to get changed for school," Carly asked finally.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine," I assured her.

"And please, don't eat any more meat products while I'm gone," she said, then scurried up to her room.

I flicked on the TV and thought to myself, I am so glad I'm so good at acting.

THE END! Lol. R&R!