AN = The sequel to Jealousy. This idea was flying around my head and I just needed to write it down. I received some very sad news while searching the internet for Seddie, (Hey! Don't judge!) and I came across some stuff where Nathan Kress had to make Freddie pick between Carly and Sam. I won't give too much away. This story starts where Jealousy stopped, so Sam goes inside and Freddie goes to break up with Carly. Enjoy!

Cry

Nerves. Fear. Worry. That and more is what I am currently feeling. Breaking up with my dream girl isn't something I imagined myself doing. I'll have Sam though. But that's just like transferring from one girl to her best friend. In a way that's wrong but Sam had already broken the girl code by dating me the first time.

I reach out to turn the doorknob. Before I get a grip on it, the door opens anyway. There, in clear daylight, stands Carly. She is probably on her way to have a search party for me. No need now I am here though...

"Hey, I was just about to come find you." She laughs, giving me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah...About that." I pull away and look her in the eye. My focus soon draws attention to the floor though.

"What's wrong, Freddiebear?" That nickname is starting to haunt me. I like Sam's creative nicknames, like Freddork or Frednub. I remember when we were dating, she kept calling me Fredlips. It made me laugh and it made her laugh even more.

"Nothing's wrong. I just-Never mind."

"Alright then. Wanna watch a movie?" She shrugs.

"Sure. We could do that."

"I'll just get one from upstairs." She skips up the stairs happily. How can I ruin such a happy girl's day?

This has to be done though. Maybe I liked Carly when I was twelve but that was a stupid little crush. I know what love is now. And I know that I don't love Carly.

A song fills the room and my pocket vibrates. This must be Sam... I know that because I have a certain ring tone for her. Running Away by AM. Our song. While crazy shippers would say, 'The Seddie Song'.

Sam: Have you broken up Creddie yet? x

Me: Carly seems too happy at the moment. Wait a few minutes.

Sam: Kay kay. x

Me: You inside and warm now?

Sam: Yes, thanks. I have hot chocolate and some biscuits. x

Me: Save me some.

Sam: No promises. x

Well, I guess no hot chocolate and biscuits for me then. Oh great; here comes Carly...

"Okay, I have a few different ones. I was thinking horror or maybe comedy. I know you like comedy too. Sam likes comedy too, so maybe-"

"Yeah... About Sam... Well-"

"Is she okay?"

"Course she is." I reply.

"Okay, good."

"But-"

"Yes?" She tries to be polite but her expression doesn't match her tone of voice.

"I wanna-I wanna break up."

"You-You what?!"

"I don't wanna date anymore..."

"I haven't done anything, have I?" Her eyes filling with tears, just like Sam earlier this evening.

"No, you haven't done anything." Wait, yes, she has, I'm not gonna say that aloud though.

"S-so this is t-the end of u-us?" Carly's voice stuttering so much that it makes me worry.

"Yeah, I guess it is."

"I-it's okay. I'll be o-okay."

At this precise moment, the door swings open. It has to open at this exact time, doesn't it?

And who walks in? Sam Puckett.

"Oh. It's her." Her voice dripping with venom. She then picks up her tone as she shouts, "G-get out, you monster!"

Sam stays strong though. She stands there and crosses her arms.

"Don't be angry at her! I was the one who br-Ow! What was that for?" I am interrupted by a pillow hitting my face.

"You both get out! I hope you are very happy together! You are both monsters!" Carls is out of control. She runs up the stairs and we just hear the sound of a door slamming.

"Well...That was-"

"Something." Sam finishes my sentence and just laughs silently, "Oh, and I'm sorry for walking in. I guess it was bad timing..."

"You don't need to apologise." I grab her hand and squeeze it softly, "Come on."

"I left you some hot chocolate."

"Aww. You really do love me."

"Yeah, I guess I do."

"I love you, Sam."

"I love you too, Fredlips."

AN = I seriously don't know where I got that name from! Aww...Sorry for the sappiness. I like sappiness in stories, to me it's what makes it readable. Is that even a word? Eh, it should be. Reviews to me are Sam and her ham.