Chapter Numero Dos! Enjoy. :)

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Freddie's POV

"And…we're clear!" I motioned to them, as we finished the webcast.

Carly told me we were going to do a Valentine's Day episode, and I can't say I saw Valentine's Day as something worth celebrating. A love-themed day wasn't exactly what I considered a holiday. It was actually kind of irritating, to be honest. I was starting to lose faith in love working out, especially for me. I mean, the one girl I thought was perfect for me who I'd been chasing for years I realized I never loved, and later realized I didn't have any feelings for anymore. The only feeling I ever felt seeing Carly and Lucas together was a slight annoyance, and a little jealousy, I guess, strictly for the fact that we couldn't feel for each other like that; be the perfect happy couple I thought we were supposed to and could be.

Then there's the one girl I start to have feelings for…

And, well, how could it work out with her?

Especially after the fight we had yesterday. Did she really want me out of her life? I hope not, because I didn't mean Fine. I guess I was mad enough to mean it in the moment, but there's no way I could just forget about her and leave her alone when I knew that something was bothering her.

But I guess asking and worrying was what led to the fight in the first place.

Why'd she always have to be so secretive, so closed off?

"Great show, guys!" Lucas says, getting out of the car in the corner of the studio, interrupting my thoughts.

"Thanks!" Carly exclaimed, pulling out her phone. "The party's going to start soon, you want to help us set up for it?"

"I don't see why not." He said, hugging her, pulling her into his chest. "I get to spend more time with you."

Carly blushed, and looked down at the floor, and they started walking down.

Leaving Sam and I in a room with the most awkward tension in the world.

We just stood there for a few moments before I finally decided to say something.

"Sam, look, I-"

"We're supposed to go help set up." She interrupted me, as she followed Lucas and Carly's path.

I sighed, disappointed. I hated being like this with her. Not being in one of our normal fights, but ACTUALLY fighting. She wouldn't even let me apologize, and apologize for caring, at that. I just stayed there, standing for a while, until I joined the rest of them.

Sam's POV

Carly may have not put an exclusive couples requirement on the invites, but you sure wouldn't be able to tell from those who showed up. Probably because couples were the only ones willing to really celebrate. Except for me and Freddie, everyone had someone hanging off them.

Even Spencer had someone, but he had left: he had a date with his own long-lost childhood friend.

I tried talking to other couples, or at least the parts of them I knew, but after a while they'd start to get Lucas-and-Carly on me and I felt like the biggest third wheel in the world.

Apparently, Freddie had tried to do the same. I looked up to see him walk away from the kissing Gibby and Tasha and sit down in the seat next to me in the kitchen.

After it had been awkwardly quiet for a while, I asked, "So why'd you come? Don't you have something else to do?"

"Go out with my mom?" He scoffed. "Yeah, no thanks."

I raised my eyebrows. "On Valentine's Day?"

"A day of love, it doesn't specify what kind, at least to my mom. She uses it as a day to show me she loves me, and it can be embarrassing, obviously. The only way I could get out of it was to say I had other plans and I promised to show up. At least here there's health-free food and good music."

I shrugged in agreement, then looked the other direction again.

Fine.

It was like that for a few more minutes, quiet, except for the sounds from the games on our phones, when Lucas came up to me.

"Sam…can I talk to you?" He asked, seemingly nervous. I started getting worried.

What was he nervous about?

"Yeah, sure." We moved past the small crowd of people in the living room area, and while we passed, I couldn't help but look through the people for Carly: but when I saw her, she was making her way to the kitchen, seeming fine, which made me more curious about what he wanted to talk to me about.

We got up to the studio and he closed the door behind us. Sighing as he turned to face me.

"I'm all ears, what's up?"

He gave me a very serious look that made me feel a little uncomfortable. After moments of silence, my curiosity started getting impatient.

"Well…" I urged him on.

He took a deep breath. "Sam…" He started slowly, "I think…I think I've been with the wrong person since I've moved here."

My jaw dropped. Before I could gather something to say, he continued.

"I don't want to hurt Carly, but I think I'm going to have to break up with…"

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, being able to speak again. "You and Carly are like…what?"

When he was quiet, I felt my heart speed up a little.

"No, no, no, no, no, you do not, you CAN NOT like another girl." It came out almost begging. "You'll crush her." I told him, in shock, waiting and hoping for him to say that I had heard the whole thing wrong and got the wrong idea.

But he didn't.

"I think…I don't know, I just saw you sitting at that table in the kitchen, and you just looked so…beautiful." He looked on at me, like I was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

My eyes widened when I finally figured out what was going on here.

"Me? ME?" I asked incredulous and confused. When he kept looking at me like that, I realized he was dead serious.

"Go talk to Carly, you had too much punch or something." I said, letting out a slightly nervous chuckle, and he pulled me back by the hand, his eyes pleading me to stay.

"Sam, let me explain-"

"No." I said sternly. "Let. Me Go." He sighed, and no sooner had he released my hand had Carly come in.

"Lucas, can I talk to you?" She asked him, and I think she was so focused on talking to him that she didn't notice me because she jumped a little when I answered for him.

"Yes, he can."

I moved quickly downstairs and went to go find Freddie. I needed to talk to him about this because I didn't know what to do or how to handle this.

It was so unlike guys to pick me over Carly. Just ask Freddie.

I found him still at the kitchen table where I'd left him.

"Freddie, I need to talk to you." I said, going up to where he was now standing.

"I need to talk to you too." He replied, looking up at me with the same wide eyes I was sure I had. Before I could say anything, he continued. "Carly just said she liked me."

I stiffened, and my chest started tightening to the point where I could feel every beat of my heart.

"Oh." I said, my stomach feeling like it had dropped. "So, are you and Carly gonna…like..." I shook my head, remembering Lucas. "Wait. Lucas just said he liked me."

He stiffened now, probably because he realized how strange this was.

"We have to go talk to them." I told him, and I started making our way to the stairs, Freddie trailing behind me.

We had only gotten about a foot into the living room when we heard Wendy talking to Gibby beside us.

"So, Gibby," She said, twisting a strand of her hair. "We haven't talked much since last year. I miss hanging out, you know?"

Gibby was shaking his head. "I know what you're doing…I'm not interested."

"I know, I know, because of Tasha…"

"No." He interrupted her, his voice firm. "Because of Carly."

I started looking around the room and noticed all the couples split up, everyone so obviously flirting with someone other than who they had come with.

Then, I looked at Freddie, who had stopped in his tracks as well. He was giving me the same questioning look back.

What the hell was going on?

OK, well I'm going to have to end this chapter here! It was kind of difficult for me to write mainly because I wasn't sure how to really start Cupid's antics and how to have Sam and Freddie first notice them.

Review, pretty pretty please, and I hope you guys are still enjoying the story!

Love always,

Zazeendot :)