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They woke up at the same time, feeling eachother's warmth. Sam turned her head in Freddie's direction as she felt his arms move around her. She shuffled out of his embrace quickly and made a face. "Ugh..." Freddie rolled his eyes at this and sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"It's too warm." Sam says and shoots out of the tent. Freddie follows after about a minute of yawning and stretching out, grabbing his shirt on the way and slipping it on. He stands up slowly and folds his arms, looking over at Sam.

"What are you doing?" He chuckles quietly as he sees her waving her arms around in the air.

"Trying to cool down..." Sam snaps back. He rolls his eyes and simply comes behind her, slowly wrapping his arms around her waist. To that, Sam immediately widens her eyes and stops moving. Then reality hits her and she grabs one of his wrists, throwing it over her shoulder, Freddie following shortly.

"Ahh!" He screams in pain as he hits the ground. "What was that for?!"

"D-Don't touch me!" Sam yells back and kicks some sand in his face before turning and running in the direction of the tent. Freddie starts to slowly recover and sits up, rubbing his shoulder. He turns his head to look at Sam and rolls his eyes as he sees her waving her arms around again.

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At what seemed like 11am, the pair got picked up by the helicopter and brought back to their suite. Fortunately for the receptionist, she wasn't there when Sam walked past the front desk. Otherwise, blood would have been spilt. A lot of it.

"Sam, can you not?" Freddie glares in the direction of the blonde as she rubs a knife and fork together, making an unpleasant noise.

"Oh, I'm sorry... is it annoying you?" Sam asks inoccently and pouts as Freddie rolls his eyes. Although she notices his twitching from the sound, she doesn't stop.

"Sam!" Freddie yells at her and she throws the cutlery at him, which he luckily dodges. "Wh... you nearly killed me! Again!"

"What's your problem?!" Sam jumps up.

"My problem is you trying to kill me all the time!"

"Not all the time!"

"Most of the time!" He waves his arms around in the air in frustration. Sam is about to reply when a piece of paper slides through the door.

"This isn't over!" She points at Freddie and glares, then picks up the piece of paper and rolls her eyes. "Biking. I'll meet you outside." She says solidly and goes into the bathroom. Freddie simply rolls his eyes and picks out some sporty clothes in the wardrobe before getting changed.

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"I want a red one!"

"Sam..." Freddie sighs and gets onto his bike, putting one foot on the pedal and one on the floor "There were none left"

"I know" she snarls and copies his actions "that bitch in front stole the last one!"

"She took it Sam. Took it. Took." he shakes his head and looks at her.

Rolling her eyes she mimics him "I don't care if she 'took it" I wanted it!"

"Urh just shut up Sam!" as soon as he says it he regrets it, his eyes widening.

"What did you just say to me?" She glares at him, breathing heavily.

"N-nothing.." he laughs nervously, itching the back of his neck.

"What. Did. You. Say?" her hands quickly clench into fists.

"I-I..." And a quick as he can he grabs hold of the handles, puts both his feet on the pedals and cycles away in a panic.

Looking after him in a shocked expression which soon turns to one of pure anger, she screams after him "IM GONNA GET YOU!" before cycling after him madly, wobbling around the path.

Freddie continues to cycle as fast as he can with Sam at his tail, dodging every lamp-post and person who turn to stare at them both in horror, some even giving them rude gestures as they speed by.

"Sam! I'm sorry!" He turns back a little to look at her, panting heavily "Don't kill me!"

Sam, coming up beside him, grits her teeth "Fine, just stop."

He hesitates for a minute, internally debating whether or not she could be trusted before slowly squeezing the break, skidding slightly before coming to a holt. He watches a she does the same and holds his breath as she slowly walks towards where his stood or even better, frozen.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" She screams and lunges at him, grabbing hold of his collar. Everything that happens after that is a blur, when she roughly pushes him the least thing she expected was an oncoming biker to come crashing into him, knocking him off of feet sending him flying to the floor, cracking his head on a fire hydrant.

The sight of him takes her breath away. The sight of him laying there, moaning, blood coming out of his ear. At that moment all those feelings she felt came rushing back to her, the same feelings she felt the last time she'd him in the exact same position he's in now. She stared at him as if she was in some sort of trance, her eyes glazed with the memories.

It's a loud cry that soon snaps her out of it.

"OW!"

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They walk into their suite, Sam following Freddie timidly, making it obvious that she feels guilty. He keeps a hand on his head, cringing slighty as he goes over to the balcony and sits down. Sam leans against the doorframe and looks down until the waiters glide in, placing varieties of foods onto the table like usual. She rolls her eyes at them and ends up kicking them out after they get too annoying. Sam sighs and looks back over to the balcony and sees Freddie wincing slightly as he starts stabbing his food with a fork and eating. Hesitantly, she walks over onto the balcony and sits on the chair opposite him, picks up the fork and starts eating.

Freddie sits up slightly and raises his eyebrow, "You're on the balcony..."

"Obviously." Sam replies and puts a piece of fish into her mouth. Freddie rolls his eyes and continues eating in silence. "I'm sorry." Freddie's head lifts up.

"It's fine." He replies and smiles slightly. It's very rare for Sam to apologise for anything and Freddie knew it. He couldn't help but smile at this.

"Meh..." Sam shrugs and smiles back as she finishes her food in about two minutes. After a while of sitting on the balcony and simply talking, they both left and stepped back into the living room. "I'm going to get changed" Sam mutters and walks over to the closet, pulling out a slightly skimpier outfit than usual making Freddie raise an eyebrow.

"Okay..." he says and watches as she walks into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. He sighs and walks round to his side of the bed, taking off his shirt and jeans and putting on a pair of shorts before sitting down, putting his head in his hands and signing.

Not long after Sam emerges out and looks at him "Does it still hurt?"

This makes Freddie's head snap up and turn to look at her, he gulps quietly at the sight of her.

"Your head." she points at it.

"J-just a little" he lies down and pulls the covers up over him.

She nods and walks over to the bed and gets in next to him, her face turned to look at him "I'm.. I'm.." she sighs and shakes her head "I'm genuinely sorry Freddie."

Looking at her in slight awe he shrugs in response "Don't worry about it."

Biting her lip, she looks back at him and hesitantly shuffles closer making Freddie tense slightly. However his fear of being hurt soon vanishes as Sam gently places her lips on the bump on his head, kissing it softly before quickly pulling away and rolling over to face the opposite way. "Goodnight nub."

Looking at the back of her head answers as a wide smile creeps onto his face "Goodnight Sam." He says before placing a hand on her arms and rolling her back over to face him.

"Freddie, what are you doing?" she looks up at him confused.

"Shhh..." he smiles and places his index finger gently on her lips "Body heat exchange..."

Slightly shocked she looks at him and bites her bottom lip as he pulls her against him "Don't steal momma's lines..." now smirking, she rests her head on his chest and closes her eyes, both of them quickly drifting off to sleep, enjoying each others warmth.

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