A/N: So what did you guys think? Review if you want more, this chapter has been mainly done by FyrePhoenix16.
S.P.O.V
I opened the door to Carly's apartment. It bounced off the wall, narrowly missing me. Oops. I guess I don't know my own strength…
"Carly?" I yelled.
"I'm in the shower! Go watch T.V or something!" she yelled back, even though I could hardly make out what she was saying, I shrugged, dumped my bag on the sofa, and headed over to the fridge. Well, she did say "or something" didn't she?
As I was reaching for the ham, the elevator "dinged" behind me, making me jump.
I looked over my shoulder, tensing when I saw Benson walk out, checking his PearPad. He looked up, and gave me a quick grin.
"What do you want, Benson?" I snapped, suddenly aware of the fact that I had no make-up on and my hair was a mess. I quickly turned back around so he wouldn't notice. Suddenly he grabbed my arm, turned me round to face him, and pushed me against the fridge, but softly, carefully. I unintentionally relaxed against his grip. He let go of my arm, but put his hands either side of my head, not letting me get out. He'd definitely been working out.
"What is your problem, Sam? You've been acting strange ever since-"
"Don't say it!" I hissed.
He leant down to whisper in my ear. I tensed.
"Why? Didn't you like it?" He straightened up.
I stared at him with wide eyes, and we both froze.
"I loved it…" I breathed back.
"Good."
Simultaneously we moved forwards, but seconds before our lips touched, Carly yelled from the shower:
"Sam! Hey, Sam! Can you bring me a towel?"
Freddie swore, and let me go. I took two steps to go to the bathroom, but then I stopped, turned around and planted a kiss on Freddie's cheek.
As I walked away again, I smiled secretly to myself. I knew Carly would find out about it later, but at this point, it's our little secret…