A/N - And here's the last chapter! Thank you for all the reviews!
Freddie's POV
I walked into the Shay apartment and the first thing I saw was Sam with her head in the fridge, taking out a smoothie. "Hey, Sam." I said, grinning at her.
"Freddie!" She said, turning to face me. "Er, what you got there?" She said, pointing to the cardboard box I was holding between my hands.
"Take a look." I said, grinning at her. I placed the box (which was quite heavy I might add) onto the kitchen table. She peered inside. "More smoothies?" She said, looking up at me. "Twelve more Ham and Bacon smoothies?" She questioned.
"Twelve more."
"Dude! Why?" She said, taking one out. "What for?"
"For you!" I said. "I know how much you loves them, and I know how disappointed you were when T-Bo said we were the only people who bought them… which you know probably means they won't become an actual smoothie." I said.
"Yeah, yeah." She said. "Thanks, Benson."
"No problem, Sam." I said. "Do you want them putting in the fridge?"
"Er, yeah. I might take a few home with me, as well. My mum wants me home tonight."
"I can walk you if you want? Help you carry them?"
"Erm…" She looked down, as if hiding her face. "I won't be going home until about six." She said, still not looking up. "But you know… if you really want to then… I mean…"
"I'll see you at six." I said. "I've gotta head back to my place. My mum has organised another class for us to take at the community centre together. I'll be back though, I'll see you later, yeah?"
She finally looked back up at me. "Yeah."
I waved my fingers at her as a way to say goodbye, and she laughed, shaking her head. "Nub." She called, laughing again as I gave her a salute.
Carly's POV
I came down the stairs once I heard Freddie leave. Sam was still stood in the kitchen looking at the box of smoothies he had bought her, grinning to herself. I had heard their whole conversation, and couldn't be happier for the two of them. They were clearly so into each other that at this point, it was only a matter of time before someone made a move. Hopefully, it would happen on their walk to Sam's house. I watched Sam for a couple more seconds, still grinning at the box. She then moved to the kitchen table and proceeded to continue staring at the box. I shook my head at the girl, who was clearly deep in thought. "Sam." I said, breaking her out of her thoughts.
"Carly!" She said, clearly started by me. "When did you get downstairs?"
"A couple of minutes ago. You know, long enough to see you staring at that box of smoothies."
"Do you think he likes me, Carls?" She said, still not looking up from the smoothies. I squealed and rushed over to the kitchen to sit next to her at the table. Was she finally realising she liked him? "I mean, like, I know we're friends and stuff… but do you think he likes me?"
"I do." I said, placing two fingers on her chin and making her look at me. "The boy is head over heels for you, Sam."
"But why?" She said, which wasn't the answer I was expecting. She was still looking into my eyes, and I could see the confusion in them.
"You are amazing, Sam. You're the most interesting person I know, you are so, so funny, you're drop-dead gorgeous, and you are the best friend anyone could ever ask for. Sam, I think he loves you, you know. You two have such a cute relationship and will make the best couple I just know it. I cannot wait for you two to get together. Heck, I've been waiting months. I want it more than I want a boyfriend for myself."
"Wait, Shay, hold your horses. Get together? No way. Me and Freddie will never, ever, be together." She said, standing up. "What are you, crazy?"
"But you just said… you asked me if he liked you and… what?"
"Freddie doesn't like me." She said, shaking her head more vigorously than needed. "Freddie will never like me. And I defiantly do not like him." She continued to shake her head.
"Really, Sam?" I said. To be honest, I should have expected this from her.
"I'm going to watch Girly Cow until Freddie gets here." She said, turning on her heel and retreating to the couch. I sat there in shock for a minute. She was so close!
Sam's POV
Freddie arrived at 6:00pm sharp. I collected three more smoothies from the kitchen before leaving with him, waving to Carly as I left to which she gave me a big grin and raised her eyebrows up and down suggestively. I rolled my eyes at her but couldn't help but smile. I really chickened out earlier, I almost told her about the feelings I had for the nub, but ended up attempting to cover up my tracks at the last minute. I was too scared to tell her. However, I don't think she really bought it, and she definitely knows somethings up now, if she didn't know before.
I decided to focus on Freddie instead of what Carly did and didn't know. "How was the class?" I asked, with a smirk already on my face and giggle at the end of the question, knowing what his answer would be.
"Terrible!" He said, taking the smoothies from me so I didn't have to carry anything. We walked into the elevator and I pressed the button.
"Aww, poor little Freddie-bear." I said, giving him a pout.
"Yeah, it was a mother-son woodwork class. As you can tell by the state of my jeans." He said, gesturing towards the bits of sawdust on them. "But, you'll never guess who was there."
"Who?" I said as we walked out of Bushwell Plaza.
"Jonah with his mum."
"Jonah as in wedgie-bounce Jonah? No way!" I said. "And he portrays himself as 'cool'." I shook my head in mock disappointment.
"'Portrays?' That's a big word for a small girl." He said. I looked up at him (the fact I had to constantly look up to meet his gaze just proved how small I was) and punched his arm.
"Ow!"
"Don't call me small!" I threatened. "Or that punch won't be the only thing that's coming for you."
"Sorry, sorry." He said, smiling down at me. Once again, I couldn't help but smile back. I was doing that a lot today!
"So, I need to get some milk and some cat food for my mum. Well, not cat food for my mum, but you know what I mean. You got any money?"
"Sure." He relied. My mind flashed back to yesterday, when he'd said no to me and we'd fallen out. However, if that hadn't of happened, then today wouldn't of been so great as he wouldn't of apologised and we wouldn't have gone for smoothies.
We went to the small shop at the end of my street and got what I needed. He insisted on carrying that bag as well as the smoothies, even though because of the contents it was a very heavy bag. He was being super sweet and I didn't know how much longer I could hold myself back from him. The boy was such a gentleman, which I never thought I'd like in a guy until I got to know Freddie. We finally arrived at my house. I stopped outside the front gate and tuned to face him. "Thanks for walking with me… and carrying everything, even though I could have carried it myself, you know."
"I know you're capable. I just wanted to be a gentleman."
"Nub." I said, even though even I noticed I said it in a friendly way. "Today was good. Are you sure you don't want to keep one of the smoothies?" I offered.
"No. That thing was disgusting! No offence, Sam."
"None taken." I said. "But if you change your mind there's quite a few left in Carly's fridge."
"I think I'll let you have them." He said. "Hey, I just remembered, I made you something in my class." Freddie put the smoothies and carrier bag down on the garden wall and reached into his back pocket. He handed me a small piece of wood, around the size of my palm, carved into the shape of what looked like a smoothie. It read 'Sam's Ham and Bacon Smoothie' which was carved onto the smoothie cup. There was even a stick on the top for the straw. "It's a bit rubbish, I know, but I had to make something and to be honest, our time at the Groovy Smoothie was all I could think of. I had a great time, Sam. We, you know, work well together, don't we."
I turned the smoothie over in my hand back and forth a few times, stroking its smooth edges. "We do." I said, looking deep into his eyes.
I thought about what Carly had said, that he really liked me and wanted to be with me. I thought about our fight, and how heartbroken I'd been afterwards. I thought about him apologising to me earlier, and how so very happy that had made me. I thought about our day together, how much fun it had been at the Groovy Smoothie just talking. I thought about all the money he'd spent on me, and how he'd offered to walk me home, how he'd held doors open for me all day and how he'd carried all the stuff. I thought about the little smoothie cup he made me in his mother-son class, and how dorky but incredibly, incredibly sweet he was.
I kissed him.
He responded immediately. He must have seen it coming, I had been staring into his eyes and at his lips for at least two minutes whilst I was working it all out in my head. The kiss didn't last long, not much longer than our first, but it had so much passion and love (two words I never thought I'd use) that I almost fell forwards. Luckily, Freddie was holding me so tight around my waist that I couldn't move anyway, and I quickly regained my balance.
I kissed him!
"I erm… I kind of like you… a little bit." I said, knowing that he'd probably figured that out already.
"I really like you, too." He said. He leaned down and kissed me, and the kiss lasted much longer this time. It was just as passionate, and felt just as amazing as the first. When we separated, we stayed pressed against each other. "You taste like Bacon and Ham, Sam." He said. "And even though I didn't like the smoothie, it somehow tastes good on you."
I blushed. "You'll get used to many different tastes." I said. "The other morning I had trifle for breakfast, and the day before I had-" I stopped when I realised what I had implied. "I mean…" We were silent for a moment, just grinning at each other, still holding on tight.
I heard my front door open. "Oy! Sammy! Stop making out with your boyfriend and bring me the milk! I've been waiting all day for my cup of tea." My mum yelled. I broke apart from Freddie quickly.
"Just give me a minute, woman."
"You've been out here about ten!" She yelled back.
"Sorry, Mrs Puckett." Freddie said.
"Wait, Freddie?" My mum said. "Freddie as in the nub? He's your boyfriend?"
"Kind of." I said. "Now, stop yelling, the whole street can hear us. Go back inside I'll be one sec."
"All I want is a cup of tea." I heard her say before slamming the door.
"Sorry about her." I said.
"We both have crazy mothers." Freddie laughed.
"Hey, my mum's not crazy."
Freddie raised his eyebrows. "Okay, maybe she's kind of crazy." We stood in silence for another moment.
"Do you want to go out tomorrow? Like, for a meal or something?" He said.
"Yeah. I'd like that."
"And then maybe, if that goes well, would you consider maybe being my girlfriend?" I grinned.
"We'll have to see how the date goes, first."
"Sam!" He whined.
"Yeah. I'll be your girlfriend." I corrected, pulling him down for one more short kiss before finally taking my mother her milk. "I'll see you tomorrow, Freddie."
"Can't wait!" He called down the path. I went inside and shut the door behind me.
Just wait until Carly hears about this.
