Ok I was reading a story, and I thought of this, even though it had nothing to do with the story I was reading, anyways I just had to write it.

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iRefuse to Love You

Sam and I have gone through a lot. Love or hate friends or enemies, even frenemies, a lot has happened. Many in which I could be killed, but she never did. I always thought certain things could never get worse. But now was the worst. It was horrible, I couldn't take it. I didn't care if I did love her back, this was probably just a joke. This is what happened.

"Freddie." She said softly. Something big was about to happen, I knew it, for one she called me Freddie. She stepped closer to me. Darn, why, why, why. How much I just wanted to stroke my hand on her cheek, cup her face, pull it towards mine. "Freddie, I-I, I love you." I froze. What was her problem?! I love her, more than anything, I tell Carly, and Carly probably tells Sam, so that Sam can mess with my feelings. She should know not to do something thast harsh. Mess with my feelings and all. I would say I love you too, a than she would do one of two things. Laugh in my face or go with it a little while so she can spread all my secrets, orboth plus tell everyone that I was stupid enough to fall for it. She started to lean in. She closed her eyes. I widened my eyes. She was going to kiss me!?

"WHY SAM!" I screamed at her right before her lips touched mine. "What?!" "I know you don't like me! Stop! Just leave me alone!" I screamed at her, before running into my apartment.

Sam's POV

I ran to Carly's room, crying hysterically. I heard the front door open. Whoever it was stopped in their tracks, than ran to Carly's room, to see me a mess, crying on the bed. "OH MY GOD! SAM WHAT HAPPENED!?" Carly screamed. "Freddie!" "What happened! What about Freddie?!" "I thought you said he likes me!" "He does! What happened!" I told her what happened. "It took all my guts to tell him, then I try to kiss him. And he yells at me, and runs away! WHY! Did he understand how hard that was for me?!" "I'll go talk to him." I nodded.

Normal POV

Carly walked into Freddie's apartment, where he had a bowl of popcorn, from her house, and was watching some techy show. "Hey Freddie." "Hi." "I was wondering, do you still like Sam?" "REALLY!?" "What?!" "OF COURSE I DO! BUT OBVIOUSLY I CAN'T TRUST YOU ANYMORE!" "What are you talking about?!" "I TELL YOU I LIKE HER AND YOU TELL HER!" "SO!?" "SHE WAS GOING TO EMBARASS ME WORSE THAN ANY OTHER TIME! YOU TELL HER AND THAN SHE WAS GOING TO TELL THE WHOLE WORLD THAT FREDDIE BENSON IS STUPID ENOUGH TO FALL FOR IT!" "Freddie! She really likes you!" "No chiz!" He answered sarcastically.

"Freddie! If you walked in to her saying she loved you, would you belive it!?" "No. You would probably tell her to say it." "What if I took a picture of what a mess she is right now and show it to you!" "What do you mean by a mess." "As in she's crying on my bad, looking like a hobo!" "I'll go see for myself!"

Freddie's POV

We walked into Carly's room. And there she was in a ball, eyes closed with tears coming out of them. "Sam..." I expected when she looked up to see real fire coming out of them, but what I saw was much worse. I was filled with guilt. I hurt Sam worse then anyone ever could. Hurt filled her eyes.

Ok, I got this idea last night while kitty was sleeping over, so there is going to be more chapters. I GOT AN AMAZING IDEA! GET READY FOR IT!