Hey guys! Chapter 2 is now in session! Just like my other story "Love Me Carly : My Plan" (btw read it), the first couple of chapters will be short but then it will get longer. This story I say about...2 short chapters? Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!
"Well right now we don't have a choice. We are going to have to see a "chick flick" because it's Valentine's Day."
"But Carly…."
"No buts. Let's hit the movies!"
"You're lucky, I'm only going because of you."
"Why thank you. But remember, this is not a date."
"Sure it isn't…"
"Freddie!"
"I'm kidding! Let's go."
They walked up to the door but then Carly interrupted him.
"Wait."
"What?"
"You're paying."
Freddie's POV
Yep. "This is not a date!" she says. Well she is so wrong. Probably just indenial. I mean c'mon. It's Valentine's Day, snowing outside, we're gonna see a chick-flick, just us...need I go on?
They were walking on the snowy sidewalk throught the hussle and bussle of Seattle. They leave their footprints in the snow; Freddie's is large and shaped of converse while Carly had a long, smaller, and petite look of heeled leather boots. She was wearing a Black leather medium waist coat that looked very light and slim, skinny jeans, and a beanie on her wavy hair and bangs. Freddie's hands in his pockets along with Carly too. And they both wondered what will happen. The awkwardness was filling so as Freddie always does, he decides to create conversation. Not that he didn't enjoy the neverending time of silence and nothingness.
"So...how's life?"
"Uh...good I guess? I've been doing this and that."
"Oh really?" Curiosity filled his mind. Carly was never this hidden or vague. This and that? What has Carly been up to? "Like what?"
"Ummmm..."
"Carly. We're best friends. You can tell me anything."
"Well, I've been song writing."
"I'm sorry, for a second, I thought you said you were writing songs."
"...I did. Is there some problem?" Carly was getting steemed. Did he think she wasn't capable of that potential?
"I'm just shocked that's all..."
"Oh. Well I have"
"Oh." Whoops. That slipped. I better change the subject.
"Oh look! We're here!"
"Cool."
They walked into the movie theater, got their tickets to see 'Forgiveness Is Just Pity' and hung out at the lounge a little bit before the movie started. But Freddie was still left with emptiness and lies.
"...are you mad at me?"
"...no but...nevermind."
"You...thought I didn't think you had that potential to do something like write songs?"
"...I also sing. And I play piano and guitar."
"Carly...why didn't you tell anyone about these talents? I thought we agreed no more secrets?"
"Cause...I don't want any reason for you guys to judge me. Music is...personal. And it's close to me. Close to how I feel. I don't want anyone taking that away from me."
"...I understand. Can I hear you sometime?"
"...Maybe. And you promise you won't tell anyone?"
"Promise." After the venting and honesty subjected, Freddie's thoughts ringed again once more.
"Wait...not even Sam? Does Spencer know?"
"Spencer knows this. He's my brother after all. And Sam...she'll figure it out. Someday. Just like you. You just found out sooner."
And they both chuckled at the amusing previous statement and then...just at that moment...Carly felt something, something that she felt before. It almost occured as...De ja vu? And then she had a craving for tacos...
Ok. I didn't put so much effort in this chapter so I'm pretty clueless on what I just wrote. :D so please REVIEW! And did you notice something at the clincher? Anyone? Oh well, give your ideas on what it means and the next chapter will be up soon. Promise.
-iHeartCreddie
