Hey guys! I just wanted to tell you all that when Freddie was sitting next to Sam in her- umm- pjs, he was above the covers, and she was below them(:

Sorry for the confusion!

*Sam's POV*

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

"Go on what? Pretending like we never dated, that everythings normal? I get it. . . I'm not even doing that, right after we broke up, you went back to your infatuation with Carly. Do you even realize that I loved you? You hurt me, you broke up with me, and then went back to Carly within two days! You broke my heart," I yell at him, holding back the urge to cry.

Don't let him see you cry, don't let him see your weak side.

"You're jealous," he says with that look, you know the one, when he looks with those brown eyes and smirks, not smiles, but smirks.

"And anyway, what if I do like Carly? The break up was mutual, remember? Plus, you jumped back first, that guy from Berry Jerry? The beach blonde surfer guy? Remember? I told you I was 'sick', and Carly brought me home? I wasn't actually sick, I was hurt. . . I still loved you. The only reason I broke up with you is because I thought thats what you wanted!" He almost starts to cry.

"Well, I didn't," I whisper, as I turn over to face away from him.

"What?" He asks me.

"I said I didn't!" I scream from my side.

"I didn't want to break up.. But, I thought you loved Carly.. Or love, I guess."

"I didn't," he whispers.

Or maybe I'm just dellusional.

"Sam... I. uh.." He tries to start talking.

"Save it, I get it.. No need to make me feel more forever alone... You can like Carly, shes awesome," I try and get out without crying.

"I mean, why would you like someone like me? Now that you're all manly and stuff," I glance at his obvious muscles.

"Aw, is Sam intimidated by me? I mean, it only took like, what, 5 trips to the gym... a week?"

I flip over again... Trying to hide my eyes. (as I'd been crying).

"You're a dork," I smile at him, still trying to cover my tear stained cheeks.

"Sam? Were you.. crying?" Freddie asks me.

"Uhh... No.." I try and convince him, and slightly convince myself.

"Sam," he whispers slowly, pulling out the a.

He uses his thumb to wipe away the newest tear.

"Do you have like nightvision or something!" I joke.

"Sam, don't try and change the topic," he smiles.

"Why did we break up?" Freddie asks me, with certain catiousness.

Honestly? I have no idea...

"I, just, I, uh-" he stops me.

"Sam, I wish we didn't break up."

Even though he can't see me, I look up at him with wide eyes.