Freddie flipped through the channels. Quin's head laid on his shoulder, waiting for him to pick something to watch. He finally chose what he wanted to watch. "I LOVE HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER!" Quin shouted.

"Another reason, why I love you." Freddie pulled her in closer for a kiss.

"You love me?" Quin blushed. It was the first time she ever heard it from him.

"Well, yeah. You're special." Freddie smiled at her.

It was like butterflies was released into her stomach. "I am?" She asked.

"Quin, you're all I ever asked for and more." He said.

"You're just saying that." She threw a pillow in his face playfully.

"No, seriously. Q." Freddie put his arm around her, "I'm not just saying it."

Quin gave him a hug, "You're a really sweet guy, Freddie... and that's one thing I love about you." She smiled and gave him a kiss.

"Great. Now we both love each other." He cheered.

The two continued to watch their favorite show. "I love Marshall and Lily." They said at the same time. "Oh my gosh! Me too!" They said in unison once again. They both laughed. "Wow. Haha. We're kind of like Marshall and Lily, in my eyes" Freddie said.

"Well, without the sex and the alcohol." Quin added.

"Yup. Without the sex." Freddie cleared his voice. Quin turned to him, "What's that suppose to mean.

'Uh, oh' Freddie thought to himself, "Nothing. I'm ready when you are." He said. "Okay." Quin turned her attention back to the TV screen.

After an hour of watching tv, they headed over to Freddie's room. They laid on his bed. "So..." Freddie said. "So..." Quin repeated, "You don't expect us to..." Freddie shooked his head 'No'.

"I told you, I'm ready when you're ready. Do you really think that's all I think about?" Freddie chuckled.

"Sorry, it's just... I don't mind if we fool around... just I have a limit." She said.

"What's your limit..." Freddie asked.

"You're such a boy." She laughed.

"Yeah, last time I checked." He replied. They both laughed.

"Nothing father than second and we can sleep in the same bed." She answered.

"I'll keep that in mind." He said. "So, it's getting late, I should probably take you home."

"Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow. Fred... too bad we don't have obvious nicknames to our names." She laughed.

"But Lilypad, I thought I was going to walk you?" He said.

"Don't even start Freddie. I know my way home. Haha. Bye." She laughed. She gave him a kiss. Then he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer. "I'm going home." She giggled. "Bye." She skipped her way to the door and left. Freddie sighed and got comfortable because once he heard her leave the shut the front door, he was off to bed.

The doorbell rang at the Benson's residence. Freddie believed it would be Carly but instead it was Quin with half a cake.

"My baby sister came home yesterday, we made cake. I wanted to share some with your family." She said to Freddie, handing him the container of cake.

Ms. Benson never lets bake goods in her house, since she's afraid that someone may poison her son. But she trusted Quin, so maybe they could have a bite or two of the cake she made.

Freddie placed the cake on the counter and walked back to the door,"You're little sister's in town? I have to meet her." Freddie smiled then leaning in for a kiss. But she rejected him, she didn't think it was PDA was appropriate, unless it's a hug or holding hands.

"Well, she's sleeping right now so I'll call you. I have to go actually. I'll see you later." She hugged him and left.

He sighed, closing the door. His mother appeared, "You spend an awful lot of time with her. Dare I say it, What about your friends Freddie?"

"Actually, I was going to Carly's anyway. Before Quin came over, I was just about to head out. And I don't see a problem hanging out with my girlfriend." Freddie said, he opened the door once again and walked into the hall. Knocking on Carly's door for a while, she answered.

"Could have wait 10 more seconds." Carly said.

"Sorry. Whats..." Freddie stopped once he saw Sam was there. They haven't spoken since the New Years incident. "Up... Hey Sam." He finished.

"Hi." She acted like what happened on the 1st didn't happen.

"So what're we doing today." He asked.

"Planning, chilling, Spencer's making fruit." Carly said, falling onto the cushions of her couch.

"Cool. Cool. So... Sam." Freddie said. Sam threw a pillow at him.

"Don't need to be hostile, I was just going to ask 'What's up?'" He rolled his eyes and walked over to the kitchen to talk to Spencer.

He brought a chair over to the counter and buried his face in his hands, "What's wrong, Fred-O" Spencer said.

"Girls." He sighed.

"Oh to be young and have girl problems." Spencer gazed up at the ceiling for a moment and then looked at Freddie. "So, whats wrong with Quin and you?" He asked.

"Nothing. It's just other girls." He sighed.

"Oh, did you find out that Carly had a thing for you, when you first started dating Quin?" Spencer blurted out. Carly turned around that instance and gave Spencer her, 'I am going to kill you in your sleep tonight' look. Freddie was shocked, all his life he wanted to be with Carly and once he has a girlfriend, she wants him. "Wait, what?" He said.

"You had no idea... no wonder I just got the look..." Spencer said. Carly walked over to explain, "I was just jealous at first, but now I have a thing with Trevor so it's not a big deal anymore okay." She said.

"It's cool, Carls. But dude, really? After I get over my huge crush on you?" Freddie laughed.

"Uh, sorry?" She was unsure how to answer that, he kind of sounded like a douche saying that. She walked away and continued watching TV with Sam.

"Well then, whats up with you and other girls." Spencer said, bring himself and Freddie some Fruit Punch to drink.

"They're driving me crazy..." He said.

Spencer laughed, "You're funny, Freddie." He patted his back and walked away. Freddie buried his face in his hands once again. Brrr. His cellphone vibrated, Quin was calling. "Hello?" He answered. Sam stared at him taking his call. She wanted to say something, but why should she? It's just going to be awkward.

"I'll be there in 5. See you soon... Bye... I love you." He said. Those words hit Sam liked daggers. She rolled her eyes, pretending like she didn't care. But truthfully, she did. "Hey, I'm going to head out. I'll see you gals later."

Quin tidy up the house before Freddie got there. "Quinny!" Her little sister say. "Yes, Katniss?" She said to her baby sister. "What are you doings?" Her little sister shrugged at her. "Well, my boyfriend is coming. You're gonna like him kid." The doorbell rang, "That must be him right now." She picked up her little sister and walked over to the door.

"Hey!" She said.

"Hey! This must be Katniss. Hi, I'm Freddie." He waved at Quin's baby sister, "So how old is she?"

"She's 2." Quin replied.

"Aw. She's adorable." Freddie said.

"I know, but taking care of her is a lot of work." She sighed.

"Well, I'll help." He smiled. She smiled back, "Thanks, but little Kat has to take her nap!" She put down her baby sister and laid her into her crib.

"QUINNY! I NO WANT SLEEP TIME!" Katniss yelled at her sister from her crib.

"Well too bad, Katniss it's already passed your naptime." Quin said. Freddie laughed, Katniss was picking a fight with her big sister, he thought it was adorable. Freddie walked over to Quin and interrupted, "Hey, I'll get her to sleep, you can do something quiet, alright."

"You sure? She's very stubborn." Quin told him. Freddie shook his head 'yes' and grabbed Katniss out of her crib.

Quin went into her room to watch TV. She curled up on her bed waiting for Freddie to appear. But quicker than she expected, Freddie put her sister to sleep within 3 minutes. He leaned on the

"That was quick. How'd you-" Freddie stopped her.

"No questions." He shut the door behind him and jumped onto her bed.

"So babe." He said. "What do you wanna do?"

"We should make dinner together." She suggested, "I'm hungry." She got off of her bed and walked over to the door, waiting for him to follow.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He got off her bed and followed behind.

"So what are we making?" He asked.

"Um, spaghetti?" She took out the pasta.

"Sweet. That's the only thing I know how to make other than anything in the microwave and a sandwich." He admitted. She laughed.

Freddie started to stir the pasta in the pot. Quin sat up on the counter and watched him. "What? Are you not going to help?" He chuckled.

"Yup." She swung her legs back and forth.

"Wow."

About 30 minutes later, they got to eating. Quin tried to make it into a 'romantic' dinner. She lit candles and turned off the lights, put flowers on the table. Freddie liked the decorations, he started to dig into their meal.

"This is really good." Quin said.

"Thanks." Freddie smiled, "But I know you're lying. This pasta is horrible." He laughed.

"It's not too bad." She said.

"Stop lying. You don't need to eat it if you don't want to." Freddie told her.

"Thank God." Quin ran over to the trash can and threw it out.

"I honestly thought you were going to keep eating. Sorry for almost poisoning you with my horrible cooking skills." Freddie said.

"You're forgiven... unless you meant to purposely poison me." She laughed.

"Now why would I do that?" Freddie chuckled.

Freddie got up from his seat, turned on some music and put his hand out for Quin.

"What are you doing?" Quin asked.

"Dance with me." He said.

"Are you a better dancer than you are a cook?" She laughed. She took his hand and got of her seat.

"Ha. Ha." Freddie said. He twirled his girl around. Her hair flow in the air. She smiled, "There couldn't be a perfect moment." She told him.

Freddie put his hands on her waist and pulled her close, "Maybe we could take this somewhere else." He whispered in her ear.

She pulled away, "I'm perfectly fine here." She told him. She grabbed his hands and held them for a second.

"Something wrong?" Freddie asked. He watched her turn off the music, turn on the lights, blow out the candles.

"No. I just remembered, you should get out of here. I wasn't allowed to have company today." She told him.

"Oh. Okay. Well I'll see you tomorrow then?" He said.

"Yup." She handed him his stuff and pushed him out the door.

Quin catched her breath, "What just happened?"

"What just happened?" Freddie asked himself in the hall.

A/N: Horrible chapter, I'm sorry. I tried.