Soo I got a ton of nice reviews so I made it into a two-shot. :D

Spent the all morning writing this because I couldn't get into university today, London tube strike meant there was no way to get in without a 2 and half hour journey in and no guarantees I could get home so I thought I would write this instead of doing the pile of reading I should have done yesterday.


"WELL?"

Freddie shook his head and realised that Carly was invading his personal space. She had a look of anger in her eyes. He silently thanked the DJ for starting the music back up so that the crowd dissolved and went back to dancing rather than focus on what had happened. Because he wasn't sure what had happened. Somehow he managed to regain his voice. "Well what?"

Carly tapped her foot on the floor with a hand on her hip. Nick was behind her trying not to get involved and suddenly became very interested in the blue decorative bow on the wall beside him. "What are you going to do?"

"About what! Sam calling me a jerk? She always calls me a jerk. It's nothing new." Freddie attempted to make light of the situation. He didn't want to get into this with Carly of all people.

"Freddie! She told you she loved you and you just stood there. Don't you think that you should at least talk to her about it?" Carly was losing her patience. She didn't want to show it, but she was upset. Sam hadn't felt as though she could confide in Carly about this. Carly wasn't stupid. She knew that something was going on with Sam even though her best friend had tried her best to hide it. But even Carly wasn't aware it was something this big. Sam saying that she loved a guy to his face was a big deal. And even though she hadn't meant to say it, Carly could see that she was telling the truth.

Freddie winced when Carly said the word Love. "Technically she didn't tell me she loved me…" he said trailing off as Carly had a look of disbelief on her face.

"Freddie! You know she did. Stop being an idiot."

"But she said it by accident. It wasn't as if she wanted me to know. So isn't it best that I pretend that I didn't hear her." Freddie thought that this would be the best idea. After all, if he just acted like nothing happened then they could just go back to normal.

Carly shoved him. Hard. "FREDDIE! Do you know nothing about girls! You can't just ignore what she said. If you care about her even just as a friend, you have to tell her you heard what she said and talk to her about it."

Freddie felt bad. He hadn't realised that he was going to hurt Sam more by ignoring her. Why did she have to say that? "Sam and I don't talk. We fight, bicker and tease. We don't have normal conversations. And besides, what am I meant to say to her?"

"I DUNNO! Maybe how you feel?" Carly felt as though she was talking to a child but secretly she was intrigued. How did Freddie feel about Sam?

Freddie gave his best friend a desperate look. "That's just the point. I don't know how I feel! It's Sam Puckett. The girl who has made my life a nightmare for years. I'd never think in a million years that she would tell me she loved me. I've never even thought of Sam like that. Well apart from when we kissed. That was a good kiss and even then it was only for a minute. Because it's Sam Puckett!"

"Wow…" Carly muttered to herself. So this wasn't going to be a fairytale ending. Sam loved Freddie and Freddie didn't love Sam. "Maybe, you need to tell her that."

Freddie frowned. "But she'll kill me."

Carly shrugged. "If you're going to break her heart then I think you just need to do it."

"Can't you do it?"

"No Freddie. It has to be you."


Freddie found Sam on the porch of her dilapidated house. She was kicking the wall repeated, still wearing her bridesmaid dress. Freddie watched her for a while, glad that her back was facing him. He could only work out some of the words she was mumbling to herself. "Stupid…idiot…nub….loser."

Freddie took a deep breath before he cleared his throat.

Sam spun around so fast that she had to grab hold of the wall to regain balance. Freddie watched her expression turn from hurt to anger. "What do you want nub?"

Freddie knew this was going to be a bad idea. He just hoped that his mother had restocked the first aid closet. "Carly thinks we need to talk."

"No we don't."

Freddie tried again. "But…"

Sam turned her back to resume kicking the wall. "Just go away Freddie."

Freddie realised Sam saying his name was really weird. She hardly ever called him Freddie unless she was upset. He was surprised to find he didn't like it. "I need to tell you-" Freddie started but was cut off by Sam again.

"What? That you don't love me? Well I've just saved you the bother. Now you can go back to Carly and tell her you fulfilled your duty as a good friend."

Freddie's anger was beginning to boil. "You don't even know what I was going to say! At least I had the decency to let you finish what you were saying."

Sam's anger matched his own. "Yeah, to the point of being a zombie. You could have said anything at the reception but you just stood there gawping."

"Well what do you expect? You said the one thing that I never thought would come out of your mouth."

"Well I said it. So deal with it."

Freddie yelled right into her face. "FINE!"

Sam matched him if not in height, in effort. "GREAT!"

Freddie couldn't tear his eyes away from Sam's. He noticed for the first time ever that Sam was beautiful. The silence between them was only broken by the sound of their heavy breathing. Freddie could almost feel her breath on his face. Things were getting muddled in his head and he couldn't handle it. He staggered away backwards increasing the gap between them breaking eye contact at the same time.

"Please go Freddie," there was almost a hint of desperation in her voice.

Freddie stood his ground. Now he was here, he wasn't going anywhere until this mess was resolved. "Stop calling me Freddie."

"That's your name." Sam's desperation turned to confusion.

"You never call me Freddie and all of a sudden you are."

Sam shook her head and sat on the broken porch swing. "You are such a nub."

Freddie smiled. "That's better." He sat down next to her making sure that there was at least a gap of two feet.

Sam noticed. "I'm not going to jump you if that's what you're worried about."

"I'm not," Freddie stated simply before they fell back into silence. Freddie didn't know whether to bring up the subject again but he knew that he had to. "So…about what you said…"

"That I loved you? You can say it Freddie. I'm not going to hurt you." Sam let out a long sigh.

Freddie just had to know. "But how?"

"How should I know? I didn't plan on falling for a dork like you," Sam said aggressively. Freddie was surprisingly relieved to hear her usual tone back.

"Okay fine. But since when? I mean you've always hated me."

"I think I kind of realised the night of the girl's choice dance."

"But you weren't even there."

"I came to Groovy Smoothie and saw you dancing with Carly." Sam winced at the memory of seeing her two best friends together and realising that she wished she was the one dancing with Freddie.

"But we didn't even see you." Freddie was shocked at the revelation. That was almost a year ago.

Sam shrugged. "Yeah, well…When I thought about it I probably started to like you after we kissed."

"WHAT THE-" That was over two years ago! He couldn't believe Sam had liked him for two years!

"Calm down Fredifer, don't get your panties in a bunch."

"You don't like the word panties."

"That I don't."

More silence settled, both frienemies deep in their own thoughts until Freddie burst. "TWO YEARS! And you didn't think to tell me."

Sam laughed at the stupidity of the boy sitting next to her. "And have you laugh at me and tell me I didn't even come close to Carly?"

Freddie gave Sam an annoyed look. "I wouldn't have done that."

Sam raised her eyebrows and Freddie gave a single nod, maybe he would have.

There was one thing that he didn't get. "Why tell me now?"

"Well it's not like I planned it. You were just going on about how nobody loves you and all that chiz and it was chewing on my nerve."

"Well…I'm sorry I indirectly made you disclose your secret."

Sam smiled regardless of the situation. "Well you should be."

Freddie returned the smile. He noticed that Sam had a stray curl falling in front of her face and wondered if it was appropriate for him to tuck it behind her ear. Because he did value his hand. Screw it, he thought to himself and reached out to brush it aside. Sam flinched at his fingers touched the side of her face and abruptly got up moving away from the seated boy.

"Don't do that."

Freddie felt a little disappointed that Sam had moved away but couldn't quite place the reason why. "Do what?"

"I need to get over you. I can't have you being nice and making me fall in love with you all over again. Not cool Benson."

Freddie gave an apologetic shrug not knowing how he was meant to reply to that.

Sam shuffled her feet before asking. "When we kissed, was it different to you kissing Carly?"

Freddie had never though about it but the answer was plain to see. "Yeah, it was weird with you. But I just put that down to the fact that it was my first kiss." It was weird, but a nice weird and he now realised he had never had that feeling with Carly.

"And with Carly?" Sam asked expectantly.

"I don't know…Like kissing a friend," he said honestly.

Sam inched a little closer. "Right, so if I kiss you now…"

"Wait, I thought you weren't going to jump me." Freddie said backing away.

"Relax, I was going to ask permission first. Man, Fredweina, you're such a girl."

"A girl you're in love with."

Sam growled. "Don't even go there."

Freddie smirked. "Oh I went there."

"You know what? I don't even wanna kiss you."

"Yeah you do. You want to kiss me, Sam."

"No I don't. Urgh! You are so annoying!"

"Kiss me!"

"NO!"

"Fine I'll kiss you!"

"No you won't!"

"SAM!"

"WHAT?"

Before Freddie knew what he was doing, he grabbed her face between his hands and brought his lips to meet hers. Sam struggled for all of two seconds before kissing him back. Apart from breaking for air the make out session lasted well over an hour.

Oh crap Freddie thought. He was in love.


Freddie looked at the caller ID on his cell before answering. Carly.

"Well?" said the girl on the other end of the line.

"Well what?"

"Did you let her down gently?"

"Not exactly…"

"What do you mean? Am I going to have to hurt you for hurting my best friend?"

"No."

"Err…I think I've kind of got myself a girlfriend."

"Ohmigod!"

Freddie heard the sound of a teenage girl fainting through the phone.


So I tried to keep it in character, but Sam went all mushy for a bit...eek. Did it all in one go so there's probably a ton of mistakes but oh well

As always tell me what you think.

Yay or nay?

As far as I'm concerned, in the tv show Freddie is totally unaware of his feelings for Sam and I just wanted to show that a bit. We all know that Sam liked Freddie more than a friend but I really hope we get to see Freddie showing more than friendship feelings towards Sam :D

DDF

XXX

p.s. hope any London readers are enjoying the strike/three day weekend as much as me