A/N: Thought I'd update... that is all

"CHAPTER 2: I NEED YOU"

CarlyPOV:

The school bell just rang and it was finally time to go home. It had been 4 days since I last talked to Freddie, and that was when he left without saying anything. I saw him around school, but he wasn't talking to me or Sam, well now that I think about it, I hadn't really heard from Sam either? I thought about all this as I walked to my locker, expecting to see Freddie quickly bolt in the opposite direction from me. As I moved through the swarm of people I saw Sam. No surprise there, but she was having an argument with someone, I decided to give her a minute and detoured to the side pretending to have drink from the water fountain. As more people cleared I saw who she was yelling at. The one and only Freddie, their conversation looked pretty intense, to be honest I don't think I would even call it that. She looked like she was about to slam him into the lockers. I decided to go and see what all the fuss was about.

SamPOV:

5 minutes earlier...

So I'm not having the best of days. Mum was still drunk and passed out from last night, and wouldn't wake up which meant I had to walk for an hour and a half to school. Which gave me blisters on my feet the size of Freddie's big head. Speaking of which, he was walking towards me right now.

"What up Fredward? Since when do you ditch class?"
"Don't talk to me Sam" he said sulking obviously as he slumped passed me.

Hold up, no one talks to me like that, especially this dork. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Dude, what's your problem?" I saw something in his eyes when I grabbed him, I ignored it.

He looked frustrated as he said "Nothing" he tried to walk off again until I grabbed his arm pulling him back to where I was. "Look Carly is worried about you, you're freaking her out, she doesn't like it when you get angry, and it's not like you. So tell me, what's up? And I can tell Carly she's got nothing to worry about" I said, taking a more serious turn on the conversation. He relaxed under my grip, and I could tell he wasn't going to try and walk away again. "This...has nothing to do with Carly, she shouldn't worry" He said quietly. He was avoiding looking at me.

"Then whats it about? Did your mommy make you take one too many tick baths?" I asked, trying to lighten the conversation. He still didn't answer. He looked at the ground, obviously trying to think of something to say. I felt this twinge of something in the pit of my stomach; I felt the need to comfort him. "Look, if it's really that bad, you don't need t-"

"IT'S YOU!" he interrupted me angrily.

"Well, I'm flattered that I can obviously make you feel this bad without even knowing it. Was it the tick joke? Mama liked that one..." I said smiling to myself.

Freddie was rubbing his temple and breathing deeply. "No Sam, I don't care about you're tick jokes, or any other insult or joke you have ever said to me or plan to say".

"Then what did I do? I wanna know, or I must just be awesome without even doing anything"

"Sam, be serious for a minute" He said grabbing my hand and looking at me for the first time, he looked so tired, evident from the dark black bags hanging under his eyes and his eyelids drooping over his eyes which made him look like he would fall asleep at any moment. While I studied his eyes I failed to notice that he still hadn't let go of my hand.

"You're still holding my—"
"I know..." he interrupted again still looking at me.

"Freddie you've gotta stop interrupting me it's getting old" I said, trying to pull my hand out of his. If he didn't look so stressed and tired, I would've drop kicked him right here for being a pussy and holding my hand, but something is holding me to the spot, and I can't pinpoint what it is.

"You called me Freddie" His eyes softened. I felt my heart skip a beat, what the hell is going on. The conversation was getting a bit awkward so I decided to try again. "Duh that's your name, I can't insult you 24/7 I would get tired, like you, you look like the living dead" I said laughing awkwardly at my own joke. Until all of a sudden his lips crashed down onto mine, his hand still holding mine while his other gripping the back of head holding me to him.

I refuse to believe that this is happening, so I push him off, enough of the feeling sorry for him, everyone knew I was tough enough to fight him off the entire time.

I could hear people gasping around us at what just happened, and there was no way in hell I was going to look like the weak one. I slapped Freddie hard in the face.

"YOU FREAKIN DORK! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" I yelled at him shoving him back against the lockers while some people stood around watching while others just walked on, nothing out of the ordinary, just another Sam and Freddie fight.
"I uhm...sorry" Freddie stammered as he tried to wriggle out of my grasp, and avoid the public humiliation he was now subject to.
"YOU BETTER BE, DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN! WE BOTH PROMISED IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!" I yelled at him, reliving that memory of the two of us sharing our first kiss together. I shuddered at the thought, not something I wanted to remember.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? SAM PUT FREDDIE DOWN!" Carly yelled as she entered the scene, "Freddie what happened?" I gave him a quick look that said 'you say anything and your dead' he seemed to understand straight away, and walked off without even looking at Carly. "Wow that was odd...what were you two fighting about?" She asked looking at me curiously.

"Just same old same old..." I said trying to shrug it off, Carly wasn't convinced.
"Hrm...I'm gonna go to his apartment and see if he's okay, see ya later for rehearsals..."
"Yeah k..." I blankly replied as I stood in disbelief lips still tingling from his violent but caring kiss. What did he mean when he said that I was his problem? And the way he grabbed my hand...I've never seen him act that way before...By the time I came back to reality mostly everyone was gone from the corridors, I took my time getting to the front of the school, which was a bad idea, as I caught a glimpse of my mother speeding off away from the school, not even going in the direction of home. Whatever then, I didn't wanna get into the car with that drunken bitch anyway. I angrily stomped out of the school grounds and started making my way on what would be a long walk home.

A/N

Second chapter done
I keep changing my ideas for the story so sorry if it gets a bit jumpy.
Suggestions are welcome?

More to come if I get some reviews

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