I did try harder after that, and Freddie and I spent a week together, just us. It made me wonder why I was acting the way I was for so long. I guess it should have been obvious that he really did love me, since he'd been putting up with all my shit for as long as I'd known him. When Freddie finally had to go back to work, I had a lot of time to myself to think about things. Like last year, on my seventeenth birthday. He'd refused to give me my present until after my party, when we were alone. Which sparked my curiosity. He'd acted nervous and jittery the whole party, but I'd figured it was because he wasn't used to being at parties with no adult supervision. After everyone left and I attempted to clean up the mess that was left behind we'd gone up to my room together, and the anticipation was really starting to get to me.

"Okay Fredward, what's the big surprise?" He smiled slyly, pulled his laptop out clicked around for a while then opened it to face me. His media player came up on the screen. He'd made a video of clips and pictures of us over the past year that we'd been together, some of them I hadn't known were even taken.

"Oh, Freddie..." I had no idea how to put into words how perfect it was.

"I love you, Sam" He blurted out. His face turned bright red.

"Freddie. Oh...I...I love you too." I said quietly. It was the first time either of us had ever said it, It kind of freaked me out that it happened so quickly and I was scared. But it was like all those negative thoughts were wiped away as he leaned over to kiss me. He ran his hand up my thigh.

"...So much Sammy," his words were raspy in my ear, but I understood him perfectly.

"My mom won't be home for a while." I whispered. He brought his hand up to them hem of my shirt and played with the fabric, waiting to see my reaction. Like I was going to smack him, when I'd already implied that it was what I wanted. I kissed him harder and urged him to pull my shirt over my head while I unbuttoned his. I kissed his chest and moved up to his neck before he lifted my chin to his lips again. Our kissing intensified even more as he pressed his now naked chest hard against mine. Shivers ran up my spine and I was breathing hard when he unhooked my bra. He ran his hands over my breasts and down my sides painfully slow before reaching my lower half. His hands fumbled a bit as he tried to unbutton my skirt. I was getting impatient when he finally loosened it. He reached to take off his own jeans.

"I have something." he said, his voice cracking adorably.

"Okay." I whispered and pulled his body into mine.

I smiled at the memory. Freddie was so much more shy back then. Still, it was cute. Maybe it was his new found confidence in himself that had set me off lately, or that he was going to be leaving for college soon.

"Oh God." I slumped down into my couch. "He's leaving me in less than three months."