Hi guys! :) I wanted to have this chapter out two weeks ago, but I found myself drowning in a massive video project, so that's why it's delayed! Lucky for you guys KingxLeon21 is a ninja and edited this in less than 12 hours :)

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Freddie raised his head a little to peer at the two girls sitting across the table from him. He looked at his mother, dressed in one of her usual boring mom outfits, with every hair in place. He shifted his gaze over to Sam, who sat next to her, wearing his hoodie and sweats with her hair all over the place but still beautiful looking, like usual.

"So Samantha," his mother began, both teens wincing at the use of Sam's full name, "Why exactly has my, generous, Freddie taken you in this summer?"

Freddie's head came up completely at that point, to shoot a panicked look at his mother that would go ignored. He, then, scanned Sam's face; which was steadily darkening.

They didn't talk about that! It was really quite simple: It hurt Sam to bring it up, and she'd hurt him if he brought it up, or if his mother did.

"We're 'fake' dating," was the calm explanation Sam supplied, but her face stayed sullen.

"I know, but why have you been frequenting our house so much?" Mrs. Benson asked pleasantly. Freddie's eyes once again darted to Sam's face, wondering why his mom couldn't just be pleased with the explanation he had given her.

Sam raised her gaze to meet Mrs. Benson's. For a few seconds, the two seemed locked in some sort of unspoken-female-communication-stare-down-thing. Then, Sam spoke, "My mom and I aren't getting along so well this summer."

Relieved with the simple answer that was sure to please his mother Freddie relaxed a little…until his mother opened her mouth again, "Oh, why's that?"

"She thinks I stole from her."

"Did you?"

Sam's lips pressed into a thin little line and Freddie could see the anger and shame forming in her eyes. All her life people had assumed the worst about her, and she never deserved it. Okay, well maybe sometimes, but most of the time people thought Sam was a horrible person just because she went to juvie a few times.

"Of course she didn't Mom," Freddie interjected, saving Sam from answering. Before anyone else could say anything Freddie's cellphone started ringing.

I'm in love with a girl I hate, she enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me, I'm in love with a critic and a skept-

Freddie quickly reached for his phone that was kept next to his mother's plate at supper time, but she beat him to it. Freddie noticed that Sam had made a bit of a weird face when his new ringtone started playing, but hey, it was a really good song!

"Hello Benson residence," his mom smiled into the phone. Sam went back to eating, but Freddie listened with interest, after all, whoever had called had been calling for him.

"Oh. Carly. It's you," Mrs. Benson was definitely not pleased with the caller, but both Sam and Freddie perked up at the sound of their best friend's name.

"Excuse me? You're looking for who?" his mom asked, completely bewildered, after Carly had asked something.

"Seddie? Who in the world is Seddie?" Mrs. Benson sounded even more confused now, but Sam started snickering and Freddie tried not to laugh.

"Uh mom," Freddie interrupted, "That's us," he gestured at Sam and himself, causing his mother's expression to shift from confused to annoyed.

"Oh," Freddie's mother commented in an aloof tone before dropping the phone into her son's hand. Freddie quickly put Carly on speakerphone while Sam brought her food over to his side of the table.

"Carly?" asked Sam excitedly around a mouthful of soup.

"Sam?" Carly sounded equally excited, but a tad more emotional.

"Carly!"

"Sam!"

"Carly!"
"Freddie!" Freddie quickly threw in, smiling when both girls laughed at him.

"When are you coming home cupcake?" Sam asked, mouth now full of fishloaf. "Yeah, we thought Spencer was going to get you, but yesterday he was watching us and he told me that he sent Socko instead," Freddie added, still confused on why Spencer didn't make the trip to get his sister.

"Oh, well, um, I just wanted to hang out with Socko," Freddie and Sam both looked at each other and roller their eyes. They loved Carly to bits, but she was a terrible liar. Once again, Sam asked when Carly would be home. It occurred to Freddie that Carly probably told Spencer to stay behind to spy on them. For some reason those two were still convinced him and Sam were in love for real. Yeah right…

"I'm gonna be home tomorrow!" Carly's excited squeal crackled through the speakers of his phone.

Both he and Sam let out a loud holler in celebration. Sure they were having a pretty awesome summer, but Carly was what kept them stable, and he could tell Sam was really missing her.

"What time will you get here?"

"Probably in the early morning, we're driving right now!"

Once again Sam let out a cheer, this one quieter.

"Look guys, I'd love to chat, but before we left Canada, my cousin glued all of his hamsters to Socko. I thought I got them all off, but he's screaming about something biting on his ankle!"

"Go un-glue those mammals!" Sam ordered, both her and Freddie laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation Carly was in.

"See you tomorrow," Freddie chipped in, hearing a faint "Byyyyyeee!" from Carly before he hung up.

"I can't believe she's coming home!" Sam shouted enthusiastically, fist pumping in the air. For a fraction of a second Freddie watched her, and then he picked her up and started spinning her, joining in with her cheers and laughter. He thought she'd protest right away, but both teens were just giggling as they slowly spun around the small kitchen. Looking down at her for a second Freddie felt his head spin a little. How was it that someone wearing sweats and one of his hoodies could look so gorgeous? That was Sam, always breaking rules he lived by.

"Ahem," Mrs. Benson cleared her throat from across the island counter where she had been standing during their phone conversation. Quickly Freddie dropped Sam and she removed her arms from where they had been wrapped over top of his.

"Are you sure this is a fake relationship?" his mother smirked the slightest bit, something he had never seen before.

"YES!" they shouted, then looked at each other and blushed. Without saying anything else Sam scuttled out of the room, Freddie and his mother both watching her escape to his bedroom.

Freddie smiled weakly at his mother, trying to ignore the cold feeling left in his arms. It wasn't like he needed Sam in his arms again; wasn't like some stupid hug made him feel a bit lightheaded; wasn't like he was tempted to go running after Sam because his kitchen suddenly seemed duller and darker without her in it.

It wasn't like that at all, right?

Smiling at his girlfriend for a second, Freddie felt a wave of happiness hit him. It was such a perfect moment. Him and Sam, just walking through a park while holding hands. She probably would have complained about how lame it was, but she was distracted by her ice cream cone, allowing Freddie to just gaze at her, and smile like an idiot. It wasn't something he got away with often, because, by now, she'd normally punch him in the shoulder for being a cheesy nub.

Out of nowhere thunder started rumbling, and huge, dark clouds moved across the sky, erasing the electric blue sky that had been above them before. Freddie looked around, panicked; upon seeing nothing that could have caused this. Sam though, was staring right ahead with a shocked look on her face. Her hands started to shake, and the ice cream cone slipped from her fingers, landing in front of her sneaker with a soft splat. The wind began roaring, forming a small tornado right in front of them. Freddie turned to run away, trying to pull Sam with him, but her feet stayed firmly planted right ahead.

"Sam, come on!" Freddie pleaded, putting himself in front of her gaze.

Her blue eyes focused on his frightened brown ones, "Mackenzie," her voice shook, along with her finger that she lifted and pointed to the swirling black dust that was parting to reveal another blonde haired girl.

Mackenzie grinned wickedly at the couple. Then, she raised her right hand and snapped her fingers. The instant she did Sam started moving forward, as if being pulled by some invisible force.

"No! No! NO!" Sam flailed her arms about and tried to drag her feet along the concrete path, but she kept getting closer to Mackenzie, even when Freddie pulled on her hand.

"Mackenzie, please stop!" Freddie pleaded, trying his hardest to keep his grip on his girlfriend's fingers.

"Don't you get it, Freddie?" Mackenzie cackled, "You two were never meant to be together!" Sam's fingers slipped from Freddie's grasp.

"You're wrong!" Freddie shouted, trying to run after Sam, but finding he couldn't move from the spot, "You're wrong! I, I, I…"

"You what, Freddie?" Mackenzie snarled, the same evil smile still on her face.

Sam looked back at him, her expression a mix of fear and desperation.

"I love her!" Freddie screamed.

But it was too late. Sam was sucked into the vortex, flying around with the wind that accompanied Mackenzie.

Mackenzie shrugged, "It's too late Freddie. You didn't tell her in time. Now she's gone." With a dramatic swoop of her arms Mackenzie, the whirling wind, and Sam, all disappeared.

"NOOOOOO! NO! SAM!" Freddie ran forward to where they had vanished, collapsing to his knees.

"Please no! Sam! Sam! Sam!" his desperate wails faded out as the scene cut to blackness, and was replaced with the sounds of someone saying his name.

"Freddie! Freddie! Nub! Dorkwad! Loser! Freddoritto!" Freddie felt a hand tightly gripping his shoulder and shaking his entire body.

Opening his eyes Freddie blinked twice, letting the person in front of him come into focus. It was Sam, eyeing him with a look that made him think he probably had some explaining to do.

"You were screaming my name in your sleep," Sam deadpanned, her face only lit up by the silvery light of the moon.

Freddie ducked his head down in embarrassment, "I had a dream, that Mackenzie came and kidnapped you or something." Sam sighed and leaned against his bed, where she had been sleeping. Once again he'd taken the floor.

"So you had a dream, about me being taken away from you," Freddie nodded, "Me. Not Carly, or your mom, or Spencer, or even Gibby. Me."

"Yep," Freddie softly sighed too and ran a hand through his hair. He wasn't exactly supposed to be having romantic dreams about his worst enemy-slash-fake girlfriend.

"Maybe it's just cuz we're fake dating," Freddie suggested, moving forward, and turning around so he could rest on the back of his bed too.

The moon touched the edge of her silhouette, making it almost look like it was glowing. "You're probably right," Sam admitted.

"What should we do?"

"We have to stop," Sam turned her face to meet his, and once again he could feel those beautiful eyes just swallowing him up.

"Stop what?" he asked softly, resisting the urge to lean forward and kiss her on those perfect lips.

"Stop fake dating. It's gonna mess up our friendship. And that's what's more important right? Our friendship?" her eyebrows knitted together and looked at him intensely.

Freddie felt his heart drop. He couldn't explain why, just the idea that'd he'd never hug her, or kiss her, or get to refer to her as his girlfriend again felt like a knife to the heart. Still, he nodded at her question, and without saying anything else she climbed up on his bed and went under the covers.

Freddie stood, "What about Mackenzie's party?"

Her head popped up, "We can, then, I guess. But that's it. No more practicing or anything." Her words were soft, and at the end of her sentence Freddie felt like there was a twinge of sadness in her voice.

"Okay," Freddie muttered softly.

However, her head was already burrowed under his pillows. Sitting down slowly Freddie climbed in between the layers of blankets and laid his head down, trying to ignore the dull ache in his chest as the world slipped out of focus, and he fell asleep.

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