Hello. SORRY SORRY SORRY. I know I haven't updated in forever.
:'( I was writing my other story. But I have time now! So, here you go. :D

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Sam yawned and clung onto Freddie's shirt as he carried her to bed. 'Wow, you really are tired.' He chuckled, as she snuggled into him. She nodded drowsily and shut her eyes.
He set her down on his bed and she climbed under his duvet, pulling him in with her. Sam didn't sleep without him anymore. She couldn't get used to sleeping alone. So every night, she either slept with him in his apartment,
or he stayed at Carly's with Sam. Sam didn't sleep at her house anymore anyway.
(A/N- Don't worry, they aren't, you know, doing IT :P They are actually just sleeping. :D)
He wrapped his hands around her waist and she yawned into his chest again. Kissing her forehead, he stroked her golden curls.
'Sam?'
'Mmm.'
'Does this mean, we are... Y'know... boyfriend and girlfriend?'
'Zzzzzz.' Sam had fallen asleep. Freddie chuckled and pulled her closer. She had a temperature, so he pulled off her cardi, and she hardly stirred. He knew that she was too tired to change into one of his t shirts to sleep in like she normally did, so he just turned his fan on so she wouldn't get too hot, and then snuggled back up to her.
She lightly clutched his shirt and he leant down and kissed her softly. Her eyes fluttered and she smiled.
'Yeah, I guess we are girlfriend and boyfriend.' She mumbled, and wrapped her arm around his waist.
He grinned and blushed, as she streched up to kiss his lips and then fell back to sleep.

In the morning, Sam woke up, and glanced up. She blushed furiously as she realised last nights events. Freddie was breathing heavily in his sleep, and had his arms around her, it was so cliche.
Se decided to savour the moment, and reached up and brushed her hand through his soft chocolate brown hair.
She must not have been soft enough though, as he opened his eyes in suprised, and then grinned. He rubbed his eyes, and Sam sat up.
'We should go. I told Spencer we'd be round for breakfast, and his bacon is love.'
Freddie chuckled and sat up, to kiss her. She smiled and said, 'Can I borrow some clean clothes?'
'Sure.'
She leapt up and dug through his draws, finally selecting a motercycle t shirt and black shorts.
'You look adorable.' Freddie smiled, pulling her into a hug.
'You're not so bad your self, Benson.' She teased, giving him a wedgie.
'You know, you'll never change, will you Puckett.'
'Nope.'
'Good.'
'Stop all that corny chizz, Benson.' Sam slugged him in the arm before he pulled her into a deep kiss.

I'm getting worse and worse D:
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