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*Carly's POV*
"Freddie! What'd you do?" I scream at him.
"Carly," he stutters.
"I think I just hurt the one girl I love."
"Woah," is all I can muster out.
Freddie likes Sam?
What? I thought they hated eachother...
Or maybe they were... pretending?
"I hurt her and shes never going to forgive me," Freddie says as a tear runs down his face.
"You don't expect me to feel sympathy for you, right? Because Sam never cries and you just made her run out of my house crying, you need to go fix it," I tell him.
"I know."
*Freddie's POV*
"Sam! Sam? SAM!" I scream over and over.
Finally, I see her... In our place.
"Hey Fred-"she sniffles, and wipes away her tears.
"Sam... Whats wrong?" I asks her.
"Nothing," she plainly answers.
"Sam, I know I can be a bit of an ass sometimes, but I know when you're sad," I tell her, and wipe another tear as it falls.
"Freddie, nothing is wrong," she tells me, while forcing a smile.
"Look, I don't know whats wrong, but something is," I hug her.
And I just let him.
"Stop Freddie. Stop," she gets up.
"Wait, Sam," I desperately try to get her to come back, but she won't stay.
I sit down in the spot that Sam was sitting in, and begin to silently cry.
Why do I have to be such an idiot?
*Sam's POV*
"I hate him, I wish he'd-" I stop before I finish the sentence.
I love him. I want him. I want to get over him.
"Sam?" Carly comes over to me as I come in the door.
"He doesn't even realize he hurt me-" I sob.
The only person that knows I still like Freddie is Carly..
She hugs me.
"Sam, Sam, its okay to cry," she tells me, while I cry harder.
"Hey, do you just want to have a girls night-"
Then she probavly remembered that Spencer is watching Freddie for the week, while his mom is at his Aunt Berthas.
"I mean, do you just want to rest?" She covers herself.
"Sure," I say, while walking up to the guest room.
I slug myself upstairs and climb into the warm bed.
*Carly's POV*
My plan's working, now to get Freddie to come back.
(A/N: Underlined things are texts, Freddie is Bold&Underlined, Carly is Italics&Underlined)
She's gone.
I type out to Freddie and wait for a reply, silently pacing back and fourth.
I made her leave?
About 10 minutes later, Freddie comes through the front door.
"I made Sam leave?" He asks me, in a concerned manner.
"Well, Spencer is driving her home," I lie.
"Carly, I think I just want to go take a shower and then go to sleep," he tells me, while making his way up to the guest room.
JACKPOT, I scream in my mind, while smiling.
Don't hate me:p Is this the way you were expecting it to go?
No?
Didn't think so...
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