DUNDUNDUUUUUN…..yeah

I'm not sure how long the feelings have been there. But I realized that I've always liked him. All those times I saw Freddie looking adoringly at Carly, I'd start feeling this unpleasant warm feeling inside me. But I waved it off. All those times he looked at me with that same old smirk and those brilliant brown eyes, my whole body would tingle. But I pushed it to the side. Every touch. Every word. Every moment with Freddie I had those feelings. Maybe not in the beginning, but they had certainly developed over time. They became stronger every day. I was just too stupid to see why I found joy in all the wedgies and punches I gave him.

And then there was that time we kissed. Our first kiss. I remember feeling afraid, confused, and conflicted. I was afraid because in that moment the unexpected happened. Sam Puckett would never agree to kiss a nub like Freddie. But I did. And I thought I would hate it. And I was afraid because when the time came, I found myself wanting to kiss him. Not just wanting to kiss him, needing to kiss him. And then I was confused because, like I said, I thought I would hate it. I was waiting for the disgust and possible vomit to come. But it didn't. I was confused because I liked it. I liked it a lot. And then I was conflicted. After we kissed, I would find myself off guard and for a second, and only a second, I'd have feelings for the nub. After the kiss, I felt beautiful, wonderful, and perfect.

But then I told myself that I was being stupid. Freddie was a nub. Not to mention he was in love with Carly. If he didn't like me, why should I like him?

But no….It wasn't till now, that I discover my true feelings. I love Freddie. I love Freddie. I love Freddie.I love Freddie. I LOVE FREDDIE! But that doesn't mean he loves me.

`~o*O*o~`

Freddie was finally done with his nerd club meeting, I'm sorry, AV club meeting. I was walking up to Freddie and I found him talking to Gibby, who was incidentally, not wearing a shirt. Freddie seemed to be uncomfortable. Probably due to Gibby.

Freddie smiled when he saw me coming.

"Oh dear." I thought. "He's so darn cute.'

Just then I didn't know what to do. I just realized I'm in love with Frednub and now I'm walking over to him. What should I do? Should I be friendly, flirty, or what? Erg, love is so hard! What if he doesn't love me back? Just play is cool Sam, play it cool.

"Hey Sam!" Freddie said while interrupting Gibby whole was telling him a story about some sort of man eating worm. Weird. I saw Gibby look back and forth between us knowingly but like a lot of other things, I waved it off.

"Um, Hi Freddison." I said awkwardly. Oh dear what was I doing.

Then I figured I just need to play it cool. Even going through whatever change I was at the moment, I needed to remember that I was Sam Puckett, and I was in it for me. No boy is going to get in the way of my plan. Not even Freddie.

I took a deep breath. Freddie and I are friends. Nothing has changed. At least not yet. Okay, I really need time alone to think.

"Hey, um, I have to go, but talk to you later?" I said awkwardly.

"Um, okay. Do you need a ride home." Freddie asked looking somewhat disappointed.

"Um, sure." I scratched my head.

Freddie said goodbye to Gibby and we walked silently to his car. He drove a small black Prius, the one his mom got him for his sixteenth birthday.

I got in the passenger seat and he obviously got it the driver's seat. But he didn't put the keys in. He sat there staring at the wheel with his hands to his sides. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. I looked out my window to avoid eye contact.

Why was this so awkward?

"Sam?" I heard his voice.

"Yeah?"

"I really liked your thingy in English today." He looked at me. I was still staring out the window but I could feel his eyes on my back, waiting for me to respond.

Time to be brave. I faced him.

"Thanks. Yours was pretty awesome too. You know for a nub."

"Sam?"

I sighed. "Yeah?"

There was a long moment of silence that followed after that.

"Never mind." Was all he said.

Normally I would've bugged him until he told me what he was going to say, but I didn't. I was afraid to hear what he had to say.

And I didn't know why either.

Okay, sorry that chapter was so short. Sam's feeling more conflicted than ever. Dun Dun DUUUUUN. What will happen next? Also don't worry, things won't be so awkward later.