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"You know," Carly said, setting down a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table in front of Sam and Freddie. "I've got to say, since you two started dating, we've had a lot more room on this couch."
"Yeah, because they sit on top of each other practically, all smoochy faced," Spencer said from the kitchen.
"Can you just go put butter on the popcorn?" Sam asked, her head on Freddie's shoulder and his arms wrapped around her waist.
"No, gross, that makes it so unhealthy," Freddie cringed.
"There's light butter on it," Carly said, sitting down next to the couple. "So everyone wins."
"Light butter?" Sam repeated. "Where do you come up with this chiz, Shay?"
"It's actually pretty good," Freddie said, taking a handful.
"Yeah, and if you think I'm kissing you after you eat that junk, you're crazy," she said.
"Please, like you could ten minutes without kissing," Freddie laughed.
"He's got a point," Carly smiled.
"Are we going to watch this movie or not?" Sam said, trying to hide the fact that her cheeks were turning red.
"Yup, Dancing with Antelope is in the DVD player and ready to play," Carly said brightly. "Spence, you coming?"
"Yeah, my friend Jill said this movie was amazing," Spencer said, taking a seat next to Carly. "She said the director uses the moon as almost a whole new character."
"Is this the Jill from your book/bake club?" she asked.
"You know, those women make my Mondays and Thursdays worth experiencing," Spencer shot. He turned to Sam and Freddie. "Hey, you two are a hot, young couple, aren't you?"
"Well half of us are," Sam said.
"Hey," Freddie frowned indignantly. "Sam, that's hurtful!"
"You know, I could've been talking about you," Sam said, rolling her eyes. "Way to jump to conclusions, Fredpie."
"Please, now that's just inaccurate," Freddie grinned. "We all know you're the hot one in this couple."
"Aw, baby."
"Okay, before this turns into something I do not want to see," Spencer said. "You guys want to do me a favor?"
"What is it?" Freddie asked.
"Well, you know that girl Gianna I was dating?"
"The one with the cat obsession?" Sam frowned. "Dude, she was gross. You're lucky she ran off with that pet store guy."
"I know, but she said she'd get us a discount at the guys store," Spencer shrugged.
"We don't have any pets though," Carly pointed out.
"Well…I might've-"
"You did not buy another goldfish!" Carly exclaimed.
"He'll live this time!"
"What's this favor you were talking about?" Freddie asked before Carly could retaliate.
"Well, I had rented a canoe for us to use this weekend at the lake, you know before we broke up, and I can't get my money back for it," Spencer said. "So I was wondering if you guys wanted to go instead? I'd hate for it to go to waste."
"Yeah, that sounds fun," Freddie nodded. "What do you think, Sam? You want to go?"
"I'm down," Sam said. "What time do we have to be there?"
"Six in the morning."
"Six in the-six in the morning?" she exclaimed, her eyes widening.
"I'll bring you bacon," Freddie told her.
"I'll be there."
…..
"I can't even see the sun," Sam mumbled as she walked towards the edge of the lake.
"Well, we can watch the sun rise together," Freddie told her, lugging the canoe behind him.
"You're such a girl," Sam said, shaking her head. "I can't believe you made me leave my pillows in the car."
"You can't sleep on a canoe, Sam."
"You can't sleep on a canoe," she mimicked.
"Grab a paddle," Freddie chuckled.
"You're the boy, shouldn't you be doing all the paddling?" she asked, picking up one of the paddles as Freddie began to push the canoe into the lake.
"Oh, so now I'm suddenly stronger than you?" Freddie said, amused.
"If it'll save me work, sure."
"Here, I'll help you in," Freddie said, holding out his hand for Sam.
"What a gentleman," Sam said, grinning as she took her boyfriend's hand and stepping into the canoe.
"Spencer said he rented the canoe for two hours," Freddie said, settling into the seat across from Sam. "So I'll set an alarm on my phone so we'll know when to head back."
"You know," Sam said, beginning to paddle. "I believe I was promised some bacon…"
"I was starting to think you forgot," Freddie smiled, pulling a plastic sandwich bag out of his backpack and tossing it to Sam.
"Mama never forgets her meat," Sam said, eagerly biting into a piece of bacon. "So what do we do in this canoe for two hours anyway?"
"Well what do you want to do?" Freddie asked.
"Hmm, we haven't made out in like, twelve hours," she said, raising an eyebrow.
"Baby, you know there is nothing more I'd like to do than make out with you," he told her. "But we have to keep our weight evenly distributed on each side of the canoe or we'll capsize."
"Ugh, so what can we do without capsizing?"
"Talk."
"Yeah, you really are like a girl," Sam said.
"Look, the sun's starting to come out," Freddie said, ignoring Sam's last comment. "Wow, doesn't it look amazing?"
"It does look sort of nice," Sam admitted. "I've never been up early enough to see a sun rise."
"I've seen a few," Freddie said. "When my mom and I were going to those mother-son yoga classes."
"I heard they were supposed to be the most beautiful thing in the world," Sam whispered, using the soft tone she reserved only for Freddie. "I guess it's true."
"No it's not," Freddie said. "You want to know what the most beautiful thing in the world is?"
"What?"
"You."
Sam turned away, but Freddie knew she was blushing.
Suddenly overcome with a sudden urge, Freddie moved closer to her and pressed his lips to hers. She responded at once, and within a few seconds, they were caught up in yet another make-out session.
Then, the canoe gave a mighty lurch, and before either Sam or Freddie could react, the canoe flipped over and threw the couple into the water.
"Told you it would capsize," Freddie said, smiling.
"Eh, it was worth it," Sam laughed.
"Shoosh yeah it was.
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AN- Yeah, I know, the end was kind of fluffy, but hey, what's seddie without a little fluff now and then, right
