Heyyyy…. So I know I haven updated this story in like forever but here we are now…
I guess…
Chapter two: So we're… stuck?
Sam stared at Freddie, incredulously. Maybe if she stared at him long enough, he would realise that he had made a mistake with the notification, because that was the only reasonable explanation for the nightmare that was now playing out in front of her eyes.
What about her claustrophobia…
No. Sam Puckett did NOT suffer from claustrophobia. That, would make her weak. And, she did NOT have uncontrollable nightmares most nights. And, she most definitely was NOT afraid of either thunderstorms OR horror movies.
"Erm…" Freddie broke the uncomfortable silence Sam had unconsciously created.
Sam looked at him, with wide, petrified eyes. "I have to… I have to stay? Stay um, here?"
Freddie checked the message, begging for there to be one loophole, just one. It wasn't that he didn't want her there, he actually enjoyed the time they spent together, when her mom hurt her, he liked being her source of comfort. He shook his head, slowly, forcing his thoughts together to look up to meet her icy blue eyes, to find them baring into him.
"Well?" she spat.
Freddie shook his head for a second time, confirming the undeniable truth.
"I can't believe I'm actually stuck here, with you." Sam meant for her voice to come out in a menacing tone, but instead it came out soft and vulnerable, the opposite of what she had been hoping for. Freddie looked at her, surprised at the unexpected tone of her voice.
They locked eyes, Sam's blue ones filled with worry about how he was going to react to this new soft side of her, Freddie's eyes filled with compassion. When Sam saw this she instantly relaxed, and she instinctively took a step forward, Freddie following her lead.
Just a little closer, just please, just take the extra step, you know you want it
This is what both of the frenemies' minds positively screamed, and both of their breaths were becoming more shallow, more hitched, as their minds raced. Sam was beginning to give in, shuddering with pleasure as she leaned towards him, oh him and his wonderful, enticing scent, her eyelids fluttered closed as she leaned just a little further….
"FREDWARD BENSON! GET HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"
So uh, I didn't really have any planning for this chapter, you can probably tell because I kinda just went with the flow lol. Just thought I should update this fic.