Disclamier~I don't own it.

Sam's PoV

For the second Saturday in a row, am up early. It's six freaking fifteen in the morning! Is this gonna become a regular thing? I wonder if Carly's up...nah. She's probably still thinking. I'm hungry. I wonder if Freddie is up...

He is really adorable when he sleeps. NOT that I would know anything about that...I just did watch him sleep once. I should text him. I don't care if he's alseep! I picked up my phone and flipped it open. I had a message from Freddie sent 1 minute ago. It read:

Hey Sam, you up?

Yes Freddifer...What do u want? I responded.

I'm up and bored...it'd 6:30 in the morning...

Why thank u genius I didn't know that!

I know you did…I was just stating a fact…jeez…

Lets not fight…

Why not?

I dont kno I just don't feel like it

OK?

Want 2 go 2 Groovy Smoothies?

Um…sure meet you there in 10.

See ya there

I quickly threw on a T-shirt, hoodie and jeans. I grabbed my PearPod and walked out the door. I put the ear buds in and turned the music up loud. I walked down the deserted streets to the Groovy Smoothie. It is the only place I know that is open on a Saturday at 6:30 in the morning.

I was walking down the streets and turned around the corner. I walked into the street and turned the volume down. I heard Freddie calling my name. "SAM!" I turned around and waved at him. Wait, why was he running? The music was still was turned up really loud so I couldn't hear anything else. "Freddie what are yo-" Freddie pushed me and I flew to the sidewalk...I looked up just in time to see Freddie being hit by a car going. "FREDDIE!" I screamed just as he hit the ground. The police car screehed to stop right in front of him. I ran to him and screamed his name over and over again. I faintly heard the policeman telling me to get up. "No! You don't get it! THia is the second time this has happened! He could die!" I felt something warm roll down my cheek. A tear. Pucketts never cry.

"Miss, the ambulance will be here soon. I need to get his name and your's."

"Mine is Samantha Joy Puckett. And Freddie's is Fredward Karl Benson."

"Benson." The man whispered.

I nodded. I was crying. I had to face that fact. I heard the siren of a ambulance. The ambulance pulled up and people with a gurney came out.

"Miss, you're gonna hafta get up." One person said.

"NO!" I screamed with more tears coming out of the corners of my eyes.

"Just get up and you can come with us in the ambulance." I quickly got up and the gently picked up Freddie and put him on the gurney. They put Freddie in the back and I quickly got in. I thought I saw SPencer and Carly out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't care.

I grabbed Freddie's hand and whishpered in his ear, "Don't leave me Freddie." One of the people asked me, "You love him, don't you?"

I replied, "Yes. Yes I do."

The rest was a blur. We got there and they wheeled Freddie in the emergenency room and I had to wait in the white waiting room, filling out paperwork. It's funny. I knew most of this stuff. I just didn't know hismother's full name (wouldn't be surprised if her name was Marissa Crazy Benson) and his insurance company. I kept replaying the scene in my head of Freddie being hit and every time I do, it just hurts more and more. I don't know what I would do if he died. Losing the love of life hurts and he saved me, just lke with Carly. Speaking (technically thinking) of Carly I have twleve missed calls from her and three text messages from her.

It's now or never. I called her.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Ring. Ring. Ri-

"SAM! Where are you? There was this huge accident on 12th Street and a huge traffic jam. Appearently, some kid got really and his girlfriend was freaking out, crying and everything. The police said that they were chasing some drunk driver-at six thirty in the morning-and their car hit that kid. They wouldn't give out any names. Personally I don't think he had any..."

"Carly? Are you done?"

"Yes. Where are you?"

"I'm at the hospital..."

"WHAT WHY?"

"I know who got hit...I was there..." I trailed off.

"Who was it?"

"It was-" I was cut off by a doctor coming out of Freddie's room.

"Are you Samantha Puckett?" I nodded and said, "Just a minute..." And I turned back to the phone.

"I gotta go Carly. I'll call back in a half hour or so. Bye!" I hung up ande said, "Yes?"

"Freddie will be fine, but he is unconscious. We stopped the bleeding and got casts on his arms. His back was pretty scrapped up along with his stomach. The car bruised his stomach and ribs. He's in pretty bad shape and we need to know what insurance he uses but I can get from the last time it happened..."

"Do that because I don't know what it is. Can I still go see him?" I asked quietly.

She nodded and left.

I opened the door to Freddie's room and gasped. It was worse than last time. Probably this car was speeding and the taco truck wasn't. He had brusies everywhere and he was deathly pale. His eyelashes stood out and his hair wasn't as dark. His lips weren't as full and he looked like one of those cheesy vampires from Twilight. I let the tears fall as I looked at him. I gripped Freddie's hand so hard, I feared I might break it. He looked so helpless and vulnerable, just like I am now.

"Oh Freddie. Why did you save me? It just gave me another reason to love you. You heard right. I love you." I kissed him on the lips. No response seeing as he is uncoinscious. It still felt right no matter what state.

I heard the door open but kept lookiong at Freddie. "Uh...Miss?"

"Name's Sam."

"Oh, uh, Sam, there are people who want to see you..."

I stood up and kissed Freddie on the forehead and walked out.

There stood Carly, Spencer, and Mrs. Benson. All with worried expressions on their faces. Carly and Spencer rushed over and hugged me. Mrs. Benson hung back, probably because it was a little awkward.

"Where is Freddie?" She asked. I pointed to the door behind me. They all gasped and rushed inside. I heard gasping, sobs and screaming. Thuds were even heard. I'm gonna guess that Mrs. Benson gasped the screamed and fainted. Calry gasped the started sobbing and Spencer just gasped. The door opened and my thought were proven correct. "What happened?" Spencer asked me.

I retold my part story up till now. Carly repremended me for having the music up that high and I told her not to worry. I will never have the music uo that loud ever again! Then we hugged.

A doctor came out of Freddie's room and looked at me. This was it. Freddie was either awake or he was dead. "I have some news about Freddie." His voice did not tell us whether it was good news or bad news.

"He is-"

A/N: I'm so evil! If you haven't voted on the ending, PLEASE DO SO! Remember that even if one choice has the most picks, it may not be the ending type.

REVIEW=MOTIVATION
MOTIVATION=UPDATES!

PLEASE REVEIW!

l
l
l
\/