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I woke up to a sudden flinch that made my eyes shoot open. When my vision cleared, I saw Sam sitting straight up in bed, the covers covering her bare body. To let her know I was awake, I breathed in deeply and cleared my throat. She whipped her head around to look at me, and I smiled on impulse. "Hey," I exhaled, not realizing I had been holding my breath.

She smiled and shyly looked away.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sitting up. I put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Geeze, you're freezing," I said, scooting closer.

"Maybe you should learn how to use the heat." Ah, that sarcastic tone I loved so very much had returned.

"I'll work on it." My phone started vibrating in my pocket that was on the floor. So I pulled a small blanket out from under the bed and wrapped it around myself. I heard Sam smirk.

When I turned around, she was rolling her eyes.

"What?"

She laughed. "I just saw you naked for two hours straight. You don't have to cover yourself up."

I, naturally, blushed. "Oh, yeah. Ha. Good point." The blanket stayed on me, however, as I reached down and retrieved my phone. I let it slip off as I slid back under the sheets. Then I looked at my phone. Three texts were waiting for me.

I will be home in 10 minutes. Get ready for your flee bath :) - Mom

Where r u?!?! - Carly

R u with Sam? I need to her for the show. And I need u 2! - Carly

I looked over at Sam to tell her about the texts, but she was absorbed in her own phone. "Did she text you, too?"

"Only twenty times. I forgot we put the show on hold so I could come talk to you." She stood up, no cover, and started getting dressed. Underwear first (blue and green stripes), then her bra (blue with green polka dots), capries (khaki, a little past the knee), long sleeved undershirt (pink with brown stripes), and her overshirt (pink with a darker pink design in the center).

"Well that's new."

She looked away from her shoes to give me a confused look. "What?"

"Since when do you wear pink?"

Her expression led me to think that she was actually trying to trace back to the last time she had worn pink. But in reality, she was attempting to come up with a witty comeback. And she found one. "Since you started screwing me."

I clicked my tounge. "Point taken." She smiled and bent down to tie her shoe. I took this opportunity to get up and put some clothes on. Then I noticed the time on the clock and sped into overdrive. I pulled on my boxers, then my black jeans, black shirt, and blue and white overshirt. "My mom said she is gonna be home soon. So..."

With both shoes on her feet, she stood up. "Yeah, I should probably go find Carly and let her know I'm not dead."

Then I froze. What were we going to tell Carly? She knows that Sam came to talk to me, and then didn't come back for two hours. So how can we explain the time gap? We promised that neither of us would tell about the kiss. "I assume that this is gonna be a secret, right?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course. God, I'm not telling Carly that her two best friends are acting like hamsters."

"Um...hamsters?"

"Have you seen how quickly they reproduce! I mean, they must be at it all the dang time!"

I laughed and walked around the bed to her. Then I brushed her hair out of her face and cupped her cheek. Just as I started leaning in for a kiss, she stopped me.

"That was my favorite part."

Ok, I was officially confused. "What in the world are you talking about?"

Her cheeks flushed for the millionth time that night. "When we were, well, you know. You brushed my hair out of my face. That was my favorite part." She smiled and reached up to grab my hand that was still on her cheek.

Out of everything we did in those two hours, THAT was her favorite part? I realized then that I would never understand a girl's mind. "Well, I'm glad you like it. I guess." To get rid of the awkward conversation we seemed to be trapped in, I leaned in to kiss her. This time, out lips actually touched, and I pulled my other hand up onto her waist. Then I slid it onto her back. Then lower, lower, lower.

"Freddie, I'm home!"

We both yanked back, breaking the kiss. "Shit," she muttered, and grabbed her cell phone off the bed.

"Um, stay her and make the bed. I'll figure something out." Before she answered, I was out the door. My mom was in the hallway, walking toward me. "Hey mom, need some help with the groceries?"

She held up the bag in her hand. "Nope, this is it. Now go get ready for your bath."

I was about to object, until I saw that the was going toward her bedroom. She would be in there for a few minutes, giving me just enough time to sneak Sam out. So I turned around, opened the door, and waved her over. The bed looked messy, but it would have to do until I got a chance to wash the sheets. "Come on," I whispered. She ran over to the door, and I made sure my mom was gone before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room. We walked out to the fire escape, where she would be able to climb up to Carly's apartment.

We both took a deep breath, standing there awkwardly. "Thanks," she said, letting go of my hand to grab the latter.

"Any time."

"Is that a promise?"

I smiled. "Definitely."

She leaned down to kiss me softly. When she pulled away, she looked me in the eyes. Then, she said a phrase I never thought I would hear. Especially not from Sam. "I think...I love you."

Hmm, what will Freddie say to that? Well, review and find out! :D