There is absolutely no excuse as to why it took so long to post this! I hope I still have some followers out there! I know there was no seddie in this chapter, but guys, you are just going to have to bear with me. Italics are Sams thoughts! Also, I am not going to promise that I will update every week. Believe me I will try, but school takes precedents over fanfiction. I hate to tell you! I hope you love it! Please please please review! I am so sorry if there are any grammer or point of view mistakes I missed!
Sam POV
I woke up feeling completely disoriented. I don't remember falling asleep in Carly's room. I must have passed out while watching Girly Cow on the couch with Spencer, after we finally decided to quit sculpting around three A.M. Spencer must have moved me here. I sat up in bed, stretching, feeling really uncomfortable in my dress from the dance that I still had on.
I went over to Carly's dresser, and open the third drawer down where she allows me to keep my things for when I sleep over unexpectedly. I look on the top of Carly's dresser to see a picture of me and Freddie. This one's unique, because instead of us three, it's just me and Freddie. It's funny I haven't noticed it before, it had to have been taken at least a year ago. I take it off the dresser to really examine it, take a good look at it. We didn't know the picture was being taken, which are always the good ones, and the reason I don't know of its existence. Freddie and I appear to be wrestling, but this one isn't all that serious, just one where I said some smart ass comment, and Freddie had one his random spouts of bravery. Were both laughing so hard, and almost falling to the floor. The way we look together, you would think it's the most natural thing in the world.
I sit down on the floor, with the picture in hand, and stare at it. For some reason I can't seem to tear my eye's away from it. We just look so…happy. It's unexplainable. Suddenly last night hits me like a ton of bricks, I kissed Freddie last night. It's funny that in the ten minutes I've been up that I hadn't thought of it. In fact, I forgot about that kiss as soon as I walked into the Shay's apartment greeted by Spencer. Oh god Spencer. Spending time with him can be simply stated as perfect. It was as if they knew so much about the other, that no words needed to be said. Just this perfect silence that just was. It had no rhyme, reason, or explanation to it.
Working on sculptures was there pass time. It was mostly how they spent their time together. I've thought about it a few times and why it seems that we only seem to spend time together when we have some other excuse to. Maybe, I was reading too far into things. But whether it be a really good friend ship, or something more, there was something there.
Then there was Freddie. Subconsciously, although I would never admit it to myself, although I kind of am, Freddie has always been…something to me. Our usual banter was safe and reliable, if not one stable thing in my life, I could always count on Freddie to pull me through in the end with our usual fights and whatnot. But lately, we haven't had that. Sure, we play around, but now it's become a more of a flirting, instead of the usual, "I'm going to kill you nub." I have always been a realist, always to see things as they truly were never sugar coating anything. But for some reason when things came to Freddie, I blinded myself and never allowed myself to see my real feelings. If I wanted to be completely true to myself, I would say that I almost lo…
"Sam! Breakfast is ready." I quickly jump up and place the picture of Freddie and I back on the night stand and get dressed. Thoughts about Freddie and I, or Spencer and I will just have to wait. Mama's gotta eat. I ran down the stairs two at a time at the first smell of bacon. "Hey there sleepyhead." I smile as I hit the last step and see Spencer standing behind the bar with a cup of coffee raised to his lips. "Hey, so what did you make mama for breakfast?" he rolls his eyes, used to the way our Saturday mornings went. "Only the usual and best for Samantha Puckett. Eggs, bacon, biscuits, the whole nine yards. I hope she approves."
I walk over to the kitchen and pretend to survey the food he's prepared and shake my head. "Ehh..it's no five star but I guess it'll have to do." Spencer opens his mouth in fake shock, knowing I'm kidding but playing along. "Sam, you better take that back or you can't have any breakfast." I roll my eyes and reach for the plate tired of this skit were trying to play. Then he swats my hand away. "Uhh-uh, apology first." I scoff, "Spencer, I'm not apologizing to you. You should be apologizing to me for not making me a better meal." After the hurt look on his face disappears, he suddenly picks me up and turns me upside down. "Appologize, and I'll let you down." By this time I am dying in laughter. Then he starts to tickle me. "Okay! Okay Spencer just let me down." I say in between spouts of laughter.
He puts me down, now he's laughing too. I'm standing right in front of him, a stray smile still present on my face. Were so close I can feel the slow shallow breathing coming from his nostrils. He pushes a stray piece of hair behind my ear. "You're so beautiful Sam." He said it so low I silently wonders if I heard him right. There looking into each other's eyes. As we slowly begin to lean in…
"Hey guys!" Carly bursts through door suddenly coming home from who the hell knows where. We jump apart with guilty looks on our faces, that Carly seems oblivious to thank god. Carly comes and sits down, explaining to Spencer that she stayed the night at Stevens, a fact he's not entirely happy about, but decides to compromise, which I'm not entirely sure why. He probably just doesn't feel like fighting right now. As we all sit down to breakfast and Carly tells about her night. I can see Spencer stealing spare glances in my direction as I do the same to him. When our eyes meet we both look away, ashamed of the thoughts running through our heads. But even as Carly talks I can't seem to be interested in the conversation as the same thought runs through my head continuously. What the hell just happened.
