Chapter Three
"Why did I say yes?" Carly thinks to herself as Freddie sets the food out on the table. He's smiling and glancing at Carly every second he can. He pulls a bottle of wine out of the bag.
"Wine?" he asks as he also pulls out two glasses out of the bag. "What else did he have in there?" Carly thinks to herself. "Well he does have nice biceps, that amazing smile, and my god he's so rich and generous." She reminisces about him until he interrupts.
"Carly is everything okay?" he asks realizing that she's dreamily staring at him.
"Oh me, pfft I'm fine," she says then clumsily dropping her knife and fork. Then they both coincidently bump heads. Carly quickly shoots up.
"I am so sorry for that forgive me, I'm have a lot on my mind I'm very tired." She says choppily. Freddie picks up the knife and fork set and holds her hand while softly presses them into her hand.
"Then go to sleep," he says in a sexy tone, causing a slight chill over Carly's body. "Oh my god, get a hold of yourself Carl, you're acting like a teenager!" she thinks to herself as she wiggles out of his grip.
"I'm fine." She murmurs then quickly eats her food so he can leave. They both eat in silent for a while, Carly eating in a quick pace, and Freddie eating very slowly. All she could manage to think of was Freddie, when they started to eat he took off his suit jacket and reached over his shirt tightening. Leaving her with the thought, how defined are his abs? She quickly tries to erase the image out of her head, but it's there to stay.
"Are you okay?" Freddie asks her again noticing how stressed she is.
"You already asked me that." She snaps annoyed that she keeps slipping.
"Okay then how are you feeling Ms. Shay?" she sighs loudly but decides to answer.
"I'm stressed and I have a lot on my mind." She says running her hands through her hair.
"Would you mind talking about it?" he says very kindly. She really wanted to tell Freddie everything on her mind but knew she couldn't without things getting very awkward between them. So instead, she declined his wonderful offer.
"So talk to Spencer or Sam lately?" he asks curiously after she declined.
"Oh no, I've been too busy." She says looking at the ground.
"Carls you can't be too busy for friends and family." He says causing her to look up instantly hearing him call her Carls. No one has called her that in ages.
"I know but I am, okay." She says in a very un- Carly like small voice. It was silent again for a while, just little sounds coming from the T.V. and every now in then a crumple or a clink of a dish or silverware. He is right, Carly thought while sitting on the couch; she hadn't talk to Spencer in years. She should never be too busy for someone that raised her, stayed by her side like her father when he was only her brother.
"He'll be in town on Sunday, he's flying in from Orlando." Freddie says breaking Carly's thought and the awkward silence.
"Orlando?" she says quizzically.
"Yea he moved from Seattle to Orlando a while ago." He says looking into Carly's deep brown eyes.
"Wow I didn't know that." She says shocked and sad at the same time. She almost felt ashamed, how did she not know her brother moved. Carly had kept her peace and composure for so long, was she finally breaking down. She remained on that thought then quickly blocked it out of her head careful not to get emotional.
"Well thank you for the dinner, I enjoyed you're company," she says picking up her finished items, getting up, and putting them in her garbage can. She put Freddie's non-disposable items back in his bag.
"See you're doing it again Carly." He says with a mild tone of anger.
"I'm doing what?" she snaps.
"Hiding what you feel, come on Carly just say you miss him or something, don't just not say anything at all."
"Well I guess, I'll give him a call when he comes in," she says very half-heartedly.
"Okay Carly," Freddie responds knowing that she probably won't do it. "Are you still kicking me out?" Freddie asks after a short period of silence.
"It's late Freddie; I have an event in the morning."
"I got Twizzlers and popcorn." He says pulling yet another thing from the bag. That was Carly's favorite and it had been so long since she had them.
"Freddie I-" she started only to be interrupted.
"Shut your mouth Carly Shay, I'm not leaving," he says pretending to plant himself down on the couch. She laughed a real laugh something she hadn't done in a while.
"Fine Freddie," she moved her laptop and paperwork aside and sat down beside Freddie. He put in a DVD from her collection, which happened to be very large, and they sat down side-by-side eating popcorn, candy, and laughing. Just like the old days.
Endnotes
Sorry for the long break, I was going to update all my stories last week but I had my wisdom teeth pulled and I was dying. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, don't get to excited this Carly and Freddie cuteness may not last for long. I saw a couple reviews that seemed like they would like a flashback into Carly and Freddie's past. If that is what you would like to see, what did or can happen please tell me in a review, also if you have any ideas tell me in a review also and I'll PM you. One last thing please, please, please, read my other story, Troubles From Down Below, I feel like I wasted my time writing six chapters and nobody is reading it, so please (on my knees) R&R. As always read, smile, and review! ~ Thanks