Sam's POV:
He grabbed my arm and I turned around, "Leave me alone Benson!"
"We need to talk about this!" he refuses to let go. His grip on my wrist is too strong for me to break through. He'd gotten stronger over the past few months. Even, dare I say, stronger than me. I wansn't sure I could make him let go. Unless...
"Help!" I scream. Some people turn to look at us.
"What are you doing?" Freddie asks.
I don't answer. "Help! My ex boyfriend is attacking me!" I yell again.
"Let her go boy!" some old lady comes up to him and starts hitting him with her purse. He immediately let's go to block his head.
"Ow! Ow! Ok! I let go! Ugh! Sam!" he yells to me but i'm already halfway down the block, on my way to Carly's apartment. At least now I know he wont be there tonight.
I go up the stairs and to Carlys door and knock. Spencer answers.
"Hey Sam," he points to the room. "Carly's not here yet. She's out getting some pillows, ores, and glue for me."
"That was what I- wait. What do you need that stuff for?"
"Don't ask. You can come in if you want though." he backs up, "I'm just working on dinner."
"Thanks." he heads back into the kitchen and I plop down on the couch. I start my channel surfing. Carly hates when I do this. But she's not here right now, so its all mine.
"So what are you doing here so early? Carly said you guys weren't coming for another," he looks down at his watch. "15 minutes."
"Oh, I was just in the neighborhood. I figured I might as well come by now." I say as if I didn't just get Freddie beaten up by a couple of old ladys.
"Cool cool. What were you do-" he get's cut off when someone knocks on the door. "Could you get that? It's Carly with the stuff."
I get up and open the door, only to find Freddie there, his hair totally messed up, his shirt all ripped, and his arm with numerous scratches on it. I even think I see some blood when he grabs me by the ear and drags me out into the hall, slamming the door.
"Look at me!" he shouts, pointing at himself.
I laugh a little. But I feel something I havent felt in a long time: guilt.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" he yells again.
I keep smiling and look at the ground, trying to keep the giggles in, only to find they aren't coming. The guilt takes everything away completely and I look back up at him. He's still got that angry look on his face. I think he's a little pissed with me.
Freddie's POV:
I'm so pissed at her! I don't know what to do with her. She's kissing me one day, sending old lady's to beat me up the next.
She looks back up at me, the smile escaped from her face. Suddenly, I feel almost sorry for her.
She nods, "We should talk about it." She sat down and leaned up against my door, I do the same.
But we didn't say anything. Just sat there thinking, as if trying to communicate telepathicly.
"I'm a little... shaken up." she breaks the silence. I looked at her for a second, then the ground. "So, I'm sorry. You know, for sending that lady to beat you up." I looked back at her but she couldn't look at me, instead just played with her shoelace.
"It's cool." I say. "So, umm, do you, you know..." I didn't know how to word it. I was trying to ask if she really did like me. She knew what I was trying to say though.
"I don't know..." she pauses, "I don't know anything right now." She still couldn't look at me. I could see this was hard for her. Being so vulnerable, and actually having her feelings out here in the open.
We sat there a little while longer untill I realised it was my turn to break the silence. I took her hand and was about to tell her I didn't feel the same way she did about me when I looked down at her and...
I immediately felt the kiss from last night on my lips again. Just like looking into her eyes like this just brought it all back. My stomach flipped and my hand got all sweaty.
Carly came around the corner then, and immediately I let go of Sam's hand, looking away to the ground in the opposite direction.
"Hey," she said, "Watcha guys doin?" She sounded a bit akwarded out, like she inturrupted something.
"Nothing!" I say, "Just... talking."
Her eyebrows went up. I knew that she knew what it was about.
"Ok," she says, "I'll just leave you two alone then..." she headed for the door.
"No!" Sam stands up. "We were actually just heading back in." she walks to the door with Carly.
They both walk in together I follow, leaving myself in a cloud when it comes to my own thoughts and feelings...