Hey, it's me, the 13 year old who writes the Seddie one-shots, but in this case, two-shot! This is the second part to Day 36! It would've been on fanfiction yesterday but my sister kicked me off the laptop before I could finish writing it and I had to write 5 pages of writing for my geography assessment that I can guarantee you will not get that good a level for it, but oh well. Here it is!

~Charlotte~

Day 37 of 100 Days Of Seddie Challenge: iProm

Sam POV

"Come on, Sam, please wear the dress!" Carly pleaded me.

"No!" I insisted.

"Don't you want to look nice for Freddie?" she asked me.

Me and Freddie weren't dating yet – though I wish we were – but he was taking me to the Prom and I kind of did want to make an effort. But then I remembered:

"I don't have to look nice for Freddie."

"Well, look nice for yourself at least. Please, he'll be really impressed with you!"

"But—" I protested.

"Seriously, Sam! I know that you still love Freddie, I see it every time I see you look at him! And when he looks at you I can see the love in his eyes, too!" She looked me dead in the eye. "Sam, please, for him, for me and for you: Wear. The. Dress."

"Urgh, fine!" I gave in. She was insisting that I wear a strapless dress with heels, and the dress and heels actually were really nice.

"Great!" she said happily. "Now, go get changed!"

I got changed into the purple dress and the black heels. I did my makeup how it normally is and Carly did my hair so my blonde curls were at the side, held in place with clips. I looked prettier than ever,

"See, a little effort can get you far," Carly complimented me.

I smiled at her and we went to meet Freddie and Brad in the lobby of Carly's and Freddie's apartment building. When we got down there, they were looking good in their tuxedos. Freddie looking especially good that it made my throat close and my eyes open wide.

The prom was 'Formally Fun' (don't ask me, I didn't come up with the name) so you had to be dressed formal but have fun – creative I know. If you couldn't tell that was sarcasm.

Freddie and Brad watched us come down the stairs and Freddie's eyes were set on me and I felt a small blush form on my cheeks. Stupid feelings. Brad's eyes were on Carly's the whole time and Carly couldn't be happier.

A smile spread across my face at the sight of Freddie and he returned the smile. I couldn't believe I was going to the prom with Fredward Benson. I remember when I was thirteen I said that I would never go anywhere with Freddie and that I hated him. If only my thirteen year old self could see me now.

I got to the bottom of the stairs and Freddie held his hand and I took it almost instinctively. His hand was just like I remembered from when we were together: it still made my heart race and I felt instantly calm.

"Ready to go?" Freddie asked me.

"Yep," I said.

We went to the school where the Prom was being held and went inside the assembly hall where we had to find our dates. It was full or decorations everywhere, loud music and hundreds of nicely dressed teens.

For the night I danced with Carly and Freddie the most but I also danced with other people as well, like Wendy. I saw Gibby and he was with Tasha – I didn't even know they were still going out, what with him always hitting on Carly. He was dancing with Tasha; sometimes I didn't understand what was going through his head. Then again, no one does.

A slow song came on and couples filled the dance floor. I figured Freddie wouldn't want to dance so I started to walk away from the dance floor but someone caught my wrist. I looked around to see Freddie smiling at me.

"Do you wanna dance?" he asked me.

"S-sure," I said. Stupid stammer.

We held my hand and took me to the middle of the dance floor and I put my hands around his neck and he put his hands on my waist. It was like when we had the hour and a half before we broke up.

For that hour and a half we were outside on the fire escape together. We were dancing to Running Away by A.M, the song we first kissed to. It brought back a lot of memories on that fire escape.

We both remembered the night that was a few months ago, the night we broke up. The night we said we loved each other, and that love never went away. I hoped that he could see it in my eyes as he looked into them and as I gazed back into his.

We swayed together, my body fit like a perfect puzzle piece into his and it was like we were made for each other. Perfectly sculpted for one another.

I bent my head down and rested my right cheek on his left shoulder. I was completely comfortable and I never want to move. Freddie held me tighter as we swayed to the faultlessly slow music. I closed my eyes.

"Sam," Freddie said. I opened my eyes and lifted my head up to meet his eyes.

"Yeah?" I asked him.

"There's something I've wanted to say since—well, since we broke up," he said, looking away a little sheepishly.

"Okay, talk."

"Well...Urgh, I'm just going to say it now, I don't care anymore. You'll probably never feel the same but I need to say it. Sam, I love you and I never stopped loving you. I know that the break up was mutual but I will never forget how I felt when we broke up that midnight. I love you Sam, and I never want to lose that again. I know you won't love me back but—" I cut him off by kissing him; just like he cut me off when we were at Troubled Waters.

"Freddie, just shut up a second," I said when we pulled apart. I smiled at him. Me stared at me wide eyed. "Freddie," I said again. "I love you too, and I never stopped either. There was me thinking that you would never love me back again like you used to, but I guess all my doubts have been trampled on!"

This time he kissed me and we stayed like that until the end of the song that was playing and a new one started. We broke apart again and Carly and Brad came over to us.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on here?" she said smiling hugely at us. Brad was standing behind her. "Did I see what I thought I saw?"

"Sure did," Freddie said. He was standing behind me, his hands still on my waist; I looked behind and smiled up at him.

"So you two are a couple again, now?" Brad asked.

"Yep," I said, still smiling up at Freddie.

"Aw, I love this song. Let's go dance," I said to Carly, Freddie and Brad.

"'Kay," said Carly.

"Let's do it," said Freddie.

"Cool," Brad said.

We went back to the dance floor and danced the rest of the Prom night away. The Prom King and Queen was announced, it was some other people that were in our year at school, I didn't know them too well, but obviously they were of the popular crowd.

I didn't care about not getting Prom Queen, I mean; I never even gave it a thought. All I cared about was that I had Freddie back and I was never ever, ever going to let him get away from me again. I loved him and he loved me and as long as I had that form of comfort, I would never doubt anything ever again, especially not Freddie.

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