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*Freddie's POV*

I slug upstairs, making my way to the shower, Carly following behind me.

"Just need to grab some towels," she says, I go into the guest room and wait... Then, I hear a click.

"Carly?" I ask.

"CARLYYY?" I scream.

*Carly's POV*

Jeeze, Sam is such a heavy sleeper.

"Freddie, this is for the both of you. I'm not letting you out until you work things out!"

*Back to Freddie's POV*

Wait, both?

Um...

Then, I notice.

A few feet away from me, is a lump in the bed.

"Sam?" I say, while nudging the blob a bit.

*Sam's POV*

Baccooon. Mmmm. Cloud-

"Sam?" A huge piece of bacon-

And then, I wake up, and my eyes adjust to the darkness.

"Freddie?" I scream, as he turns on the light.

I cover myself, remembering I sleep with just my bra and girl boxers on...

Unluckily, my clothes are in the bathroom -.-

"Freddie? What are you doing in here?" I ask him.

"What am I doing in here? Carly s-" He stops, as he realizes.

"Oh," we both say at the same time.

"Carly set us up," he states the obvious.

I would say something, but I'm not in the mood.

"Oh, come one! That was such an easy thing to make fun of me for!" He laughs.

"Look Freddie, I'm sorry for bullying you and everything," I quickly state.

He just looks at me, stunned.

*Freddie's POV*

Did Sam just... apologize?

"Uh, its okay?" I awkwardly say.

I look at her, and see puffy eyes.

"Sam, were you... crying?" I ask her.

*Sam's POV.. again*

Whats it to him?

So what? I can't cry?

"Yeah," I plainly say..

I don't really feel the need to even lie.. Not with Freddie.

He starts to walk over to me, in a tshirt and sweatpants, which I assume are his pjs, that really make his arms look huge.

Then, he lays next to me, and puts his arm under my head.

I fall asleep.

* An hour later *

Freddie and I have been sitting in this room, no, trapped in this room- for like, what, 2 hours? (okay, I'm over exagerating). Carly put us in here, telling us that we needed to quit fighting, and figure everything out. She wants us to like, I don't know, start talking?

"I don't here any talking going on in there!" Carly screams from the hallway.

What is she, pyschic?

After a few more minutes of awkward silence, Freddie speaks.

"Sam... We need to talk about this, we can't just go on-" He started.