Freddie's POV
A few seconds later Spencer made his way into the apartment.
"Spencer there is no need for you to tiptoe! My mom is not home" I told him.
He looked like an idiot, well… more than usual.
"Oh… okay" he planted his feet on the floor and followed me.
I made my way into the kitchen. Spencer took a sit and kept staring at me. I asked if he wanted something and he accepted a hot chocolate, which I had no intention to make, but I did it anyway. After we were sitting enjoying our hot drink I found my voice.
"I need to talk to you about something" I paused "that happened today"
"What" he took a sip of his hot chocolate.
"Sam… kissed… me" I said nervously.
He kept staring at me for a few seconds. He dropped his cup at the table and leaned back.
"Finally!" he said raising his hand to the sky.
"What? Why?" I asked kinda confused kinda desperate.
"I always knew you guys were in love with each other" he said like it was the most obvious thing in the universe.
"Wait… what?" I was beyond confused.
"Come on Freddo… she tortures you every single day seeking desperately for your attention and some physical contact. You put up with that even though we both know you can beat her anytime. Why do you think you do that?" he looked at me like I was stupid.
Maybe I was.
"I don't know. I thought she hated me."
"And still you think of her as a close friend right?"
"Yeah" I answered weakly.
"You chose to let her beat the crap out of you, even though she would humiliate you afterwards" he had a point "listen I'm not saying that you should jump on it right way. But do you wanna know something my little friend?"
"Yes please" I nodded.
"Whenever she's not looking, and you think that no one is paying attention… whenever she's asleep on my couch, or too entertained with bacon or some other food, you look at her with so much sweetness in your eyes that makes me wanna grin"
"I don't do that!" I said unsure.
"Oh… but you do" he chuckled. "I'm so confuse right now. I mean… I don't like Carly anymore, but this thing with Sam is totally new territory for me. You know… she's Sam! She is this crazy blond haired demon who loves to make my life a living hell!"
"Who you shared your first kiss with" he pointed out.
"Just to get it over with" was it really?
"Right… but you're not the kind of boy who would do that just to get it over with, and Sam is not the kind of girl who would share this big moment with someone she hates out of desperation" he crossed his finger over the table.
"Well… I guess you're right" I admitted.
"Listen… you have to understand that I'm not telling you to get married with her or anything, but maybe one date could clear things up a little bit" he suggested.
"Me? Asking Sam on a date?" I asked myself, not him.
"Yep"
"What if she says no?" a sudden fear took over me.
What if she said no? And why did that bothered me so much?
"She will say no, but you won't take no for an answer" Spencer could be really smart when he wanted to be.
"What if she tries to beat me?"
"Show her you're not so weak anymore. I'm not telling you to hurt her… because that would be bad… just defend yourself" he tried to make as clear as possible.
"I guess I can do that" I looked down for a while "Spencer?"
"Yeah?"
"Do I really look at her the way you said I did?" I couldn't face him.
"Yeah. And you know what?" he poked my arm "She does the same thing with you"
That made me smile.
"Just ask her out and see how it goes"
"What if I decide I don't like her? That could ruin of friendship" that was my greatest fear.
Spencer stood up and turned to leave. When he reached the doorknob, he turned to look at me.
"That won't happen" he smiled.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I know it won't" with that he left me alone with my thoughts.
When the morning came I had already made up my mind. I was going to ask her out on a date. I was going to make a move now. It was my turn. Although I wasn't sure about my feelings for Sam. I just had to do what I told her in the lock-in; you never know if you never try right? I thought about how I should ask her out and where would we go, but nothing seemed good enough. I knew she was going to say no, but I wasn't ready to give up just yet. I needed to know how I felt about her; we didn't get to talk since last night. I tried to call her a couple of times, but I gave up. I figured this wasn't something to talk by the phone.
Knowing she would be at Carly's I tried to take it slow. Baby steps, I told myself, no need to rush. This was going to be hard, I knew it, but something inside of me was screaming "go for it", so I did.
Sam's POV
I woke up feeling stupid. It was all Carly's fault! She had to go on and on about making a move and stuff. I went for it. I listened to her, and made a goddamn move. I kissed the nub. Thank you Carls! I was doing fine hiding my feelings until you convinced me to be stupid. Now the shit hit the vent. Nothing would ever be the same. I've lost my mind completely. I made my way downstairs to find Spencer fixing breakfast and Carly watching the re-run of Girly Cow.
"Morning Sam!" she said checking on me.
"Morning" I said with no enthusiasm and feeling like crap.
"Breakfast!" Spencer yelled.
"Sam…" Carly grabbed my arm before I could leave.
I knew exactly what she was going to say. She had being on and on about what happened. She claimed that I had to talk to the dorkwad. I just answered: if the wants to talk to me, he'll talk to me. That was it!
"Carly please… not before breakfast!" I begged.
"Okay. But we're talking about it right after you finish your ham!" she warned me.
"Fine mom!"
We joined Spencer at the table. The older nub kept staring at me like he knew something I didn't. I knew Spencer was weird, but not that he was disturbed. He was actually smirking at me.
"What?" I yelled.
He just smiled at me.
"What?" Carly asked me.
"Spencer. He keeps looking at me like that!" I pointed at him.
"Like what?" she asked confused.
"Like he knows something…" I realized what he knew "You told him?"
I couldn't believe she did that.
"No!" she got up.
We both turned to her brunette brother.
"Have you being peeking into someone's conversation again?" she asked him.
"No!" he stood up.
"Have you being listening behind doors?" now she was a little upset.
"No!" he sounded a little offended.
"Then what?" I snapped.
"I don't know what you guys are talking about. I was just observing you eat your ham, that's all" he gave me a innocent look.
He turned and left leaving his plate on the sink.
"The nub" I clenched my fists.
"What?"
"Freddie. Freddie told him! I'm sure" my anger was boiling.
I couldn't believe that the frigging nub would tell what happened to a soul. I should've threatened him. I should've told him to shut the hell up about it. I was going to kill him, as soon as I had the guts to look at his face.
"I can't believe he said anything! I'm going to kill him!" I yelled.
"No you're not!" she was sharp and clear.
"Why not? He didn't have the right!"
"Yes he did! This is not just about you Sam; it's about all of us. He must be confused and needing someone to talk to, Spencer is a good friend of his. I should go there and talk to him. Know how he's feeling" she said heading towards the door.
The thought of her there alone with him made me a little jealous, but I didn't say anything. The moment she put her hand on the doorknob someone knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" she asked.
I knew who it was.
"It's me Carls… Freddie" he answered.
She opened the door quickly revealing the hottest dork I've ever met. I turned my gaze away from him, but I could feel his eyes on me as he walked into the Shay's apartment. Great! Just great! As he walked towards me I made my way to the stairs planning on hide on Carly's room until he left, but he was fast and grabbed my arm before I could reach the first step. I had the urge to push his hand away, but some part of me wanted to stay like that forever. I hated it more than anything.
"Sam? Can we talk?" his voice was low, almost like a whisper.
"Nop!" I tried to sound like I did before when I could just ignore his whole existence.
"Sam… come on! Please? We really need to talk"