A/N first of all guys, I want to thank you all for your reviews and for reading this thing I'm writing! Here it goes, another chapter, but let me say something first, I don't know if this one is good, it's long, but I'm very distracted cause I just downloaded the new "Owl City" album and I'm going crazy over here! Anyway, about the grammatical errors, my birth language is not English, in fact I'm doing a major effort to write in English, so I'm sorry if you find some mistakes, I never wrote anything before, so I'm kinda new at this. Anyway, thanks you guys! I love ya all, you have no idea how happy I'm everytime I read a review… it makes the worst of my days better!

Freddie's POV

We were inside my bedroom sitting on the edge of the bed quietly. It's been almost two minutes and neither of us spoke. I was nervous, she was nervous, so none of us really said anything. She kept bouncing her feet and I was just looking at nothing trying not to freak out. I knew one of us had to say something otherwise things could get pretty awkward. I opened my mouth to speak and then closed it quickly not knowing what to say. My only hope was that she would snap us out of it and start a mature conversation, but the blonde haired beauty didn't move an inch.

My mind was trying to form words and arguments to actually start a conversation. When I woke up this morning I had all figured out on my mind, all I would say and how I would say, but then I saw her and nothing else seemed to matter, the rest of the room disappeared and there was only us in the world. Cheesy right? Yeah I know. Now I wished I could remember everything I had planned on say to her, but nothing came to my mind. The only sound in my room was the new James Blunt CD playing. Calling Out Your Name was echoing inside my head.

"So?" she was the first one to speak.

"So…" I knew now was the time when I supposed to say something that made sense, but I was too nervous, I don't think I ever felt this nervous before.

"You wanted to talk… so let's talk" she said without looking at me.

"Okay, let's talk" why can't I say anything?

"Listen nerd… I'm starting to lose my patience here okay, cut to the chase!" she snapped, but I was glad she did, it kinda helped break the ice between us.

"Fine Puckett" I said it with a smirk.

"Fine Benson" she smirked back at me.

"Okay…"

"Dude if you say okay again, I'm going to forget how much I enjoyed our little make out session and kick you in the balls!" I laughed; she knew how to break the tension.

"Fine. Okay… wait!" I raised my hand when she tried to punch me "first of all, you already agreed on a second date, right? So that means we're going places, secondly, I want to know since when you like me, and third why you never told me before. So start" I tried to catch my breath.

Sam looked to me then to her hands. She was as nervous as I was, maybe even more. This wasn't easy for her, I knew, but if we wanted this thing to work, we would have to talk about it. And to be honest, I was kinda curious to know the whole story, before the lock-in I had absolutely no idea that Sam could have this kind of feelings towards me. Well, she was a good liar, and knows how to hide her feelings very well, so I was curious to know why now? Why she decided to express this feelings now.

She took a deep breath and frowned. That worried me a little, she was thinking… if only I could read minds right now.

"Okay. First, yeah, I want to go out with you again king of the nerds" she gave me a small smile "secondly, I think I started to like you that night in the firescape"

What? Firescape…? Our first kiss… that was a long time ago. Why didn't he say anything before?

"Sam… that was… wow, that was ages ago. Why didn't you say anything?" I was shocked, when I first find out she liked me, I thought it was something new, recent, after all we're both growing up and things were changing… I was so wrong.

"I know okay" she looked at my window "it wasn't easy for me Benson, to feel the way I feel about you… I mean, you are… you" she pointed at me. I should be offended, but I so concentrated in what she was saying that I didn't mind her insult "and let's not forget that you were in love with my best friend, that counts too"

Shit. I was. Damn it! You're such a nub Benson. But wait… I wasn't in love with her, it was just a crush, but back then I didn't know the difference. I realized how much I've hurt her now.

"Sam…" I wanted to tell her something that would made up for everything, I wanted to tell her something that would let her know how I felt but she raised her hand asking me not to say anything.

"Let me finish okay? I was dealing with the fact that I was in love with you, maybe not in love yet, just infatuated. Anyway, I didn't want to like you, it's not like I planned it. I was dealing with so many feelings I never knew before. Come on, I'm Sam Puckett; I'm not a prissy, girly teenage girl, who walks around being silly and acts lovey dovey towards no one. And you are the king of the nerds. Let's face Benson, you didn't look half as hot as you look right now…" her eyes went wide when she realized what she just said.

I decided to let this one pass, for now, I was more interested about what she had to say anyways, but I wasn't going to forget it. She thinks I'm hot… well I think she is hot too, so… we're even.

"Anyway… I was in denial; in fact I didn't know what I was feeling, not for sure, until that stupid girls dance choice, that night changed everything"

Sam's POV

I was going down that road. There was no turning back. I'm not the type of girl who likes talk about these silly chizz, but I had no choice. I asked for it when I kissed him that night, but I don't regret it. Besides, the nerd deserved some answers. Sam Puckett does not talk about feelings, she punches and kicks, but she doesn't stand a chance against these chocolate colored eyes. They are so sweet and deep, that makes her want to drown on them. Of course she is not going to become a weakling, that's not who she is, and she aint changing for no one, but now is time to be honest, for the first time in her life she have to be truth to her feelings. Maybe this time things can actually work out for her. Who knows?

"I saw you dancing with Carly. Until that night I was pretty sure nothing could happen between you two, so I never worried about it. But when I saw you two dancing, my heart ached, and I knew I could lose you. Not that I had you… I just thought in some way you belonged to me, to torture or whatever. But I thought I owned you, until that night. That night I got scared of losing you, and I knew what I felt"

I stopped for air and looked at him. He was dumbfounded. The king of the nerds was speechless. I knew this was too much for him to take. A few awkward seconds later, he turned to look at me again.

"Carry on" he said almost whispering.

"Then you guys dated. I knew it wasn't meant to last, I knew it, or at least I had to believe that" since I was already down that road, I was going to say everything and see what happens.

"I just need you to know that when I said you were Carly's bacon, I wasn't talking out of jealous, I said it because I was worried. She was going to hurt you, and things were going to be awkward between us, all of us. You would be broken hearted and I would hate her for breaking your heart, and I can't hate Carly, she is my best friend. Anyway… I wasn't planning on letting you know about my feelings, in fact I was planning to hide them until they went away. That was my plan. I guess it didn't work"

Yep, it didn't. That night at the lock-in, when I was busted by Carly and Freddie I really thought about what she said, about making a move, I wanted so desperately to know if he could feel the same as me that I lost control and did what I did.

"But why now? I mean, why you kissed me now?" his voice brought me back to reality.

"I don't know. Lately, it's being hard to hide my feelings. Before was easy because we weren't as close as we are right now, was easy when I used to see you as an enemy, now it's different, you're my best friend" he smiled at me. That sexy crooked smile of his melted my heart just a little bit, because I'm Sam Puckett, and I'm strong.

"You're my best friend too" he grabbed my hand.

"It's all your fault" I was looking inside his brown eyes, and I was talking to them, but I guess I said it a little too loud… or louder than I should.

"Excuse me?" he laughed.

"Sorry, I was thinking out loud. This is all I have to say" I looked away trying not to get lost inside his eyes again.

"Sam…" he turned his body so he was in front of me, still holding my hand he touched my chin and made me look at him "Since that night, at the lock-in, my mind is running a mile a minute. I have so many feelings inside of me… and all of them are about you. Since our first date I knew what I wanted and what I felt, now I'm sure. You used to make my life a living hell, but I realized that I couldn't live without your viciousness and your insults, because I know, I always knew you never meant to really hurt me. I don't want to go all romantic and cheesy here, because I know you don't like that and neither do I, so I'll just say this: you mean so much to me, you're funny, and beautiful, and crazy, in a good way, and I don't want things going back to the way they were before, I like the new path we're walking together. That's the way I want… but…"

BUT, that damn word made my heart ache. I was starting to feel hopeless, and he must've noticed the pain in my eyes because he smiled at me widely before opening his mouth to speak again.

"But… I don't want to rush into anything, I don't want to risk what we have, and I would never do that. So there's what I think we should do: we should date, once, twice, three times, before we define our status, however let me be clear that we are going out with each other and each other only. Exclusively!" he emphasized the last word.

"Ah Benson! What a bummer! I was planning to ask Pete out while we solved this out!" I laughed and he just glared at me.

"I mean it Sam. It's you and me. You, me and no one else! Got it?" I liked when he acted all bossy, it was sexy, but I'm never admitting it to him, or anyone for that matter.

"Got it" I nodded.

He smiled. A sincere, wide and warm smile that made me want to kiss him. Maybe, just this time, I can actually have something that I want.