Chapter 13: Familiar Song

Author's Note: AAHHHHHHH! I'm so, so, so, so, so, so, SO sorry! Whoever follows this story, or any of the other stories I write, you may have noticed that I haven't updated in like 3 months. My computer broke in June and it's still broken. I'm using someone else's computer right now. I will try to update all of my stories today or tomorrow. On the upside, in my notebook I've written more chapters for some of my stories, especially this one. Actually, I've written like seven or eight chapters for it. xP I'll try to update it super fast. Again, so many apologies guys, I really hope you understand. I also want to thank you again for your reviews. They make me smile, seriously. :D

P.S. If you haven't heard of it, look up the song Running Away by AM, If you're a big Seddie fan, you'll recognize it. ;D

P.S.S. I can't believe Sam's mom is gonna finally be shown on the show! And not only that, but I read somewhere that the plot is that Sam has a fight with her mom and moves in with Carly. -_- Ironic much?

"Carly, why you?" I asked, surprised to see my goody-two shoes best friend here. "I mean... your dad, I know, but what about Spencer?"

"I don't know if I'm seriously running away for good... I just need to think," Carly explained."Why you guys?"

I frowned and sighed. "Freddie's mom kicked me out."

"Oh yeah," Carly said with realization, remembering what I'd told her earlier. "Why, though?"

"She just hates me," I said with an innocent shrug. I guess it was true, even though what really triggered her anger was when she found me asleep in Freddie's bed with him.

Carly sucked in her lips, a sympathetic look on her face. She put her hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Sam."

I shrugged, and as a result Carly's hand slid off of my shoulder. "No biggie."

"Yes biggie! Big biggie!" Carly exclaimed in a Carly-ish way that made me smile.

"Whatever, I'm bored and hungry, let's just go," I said.

"Go where?" Carly asked, spreading her arms wide apart.

"Somewhere," Freddie finally cut in, as I almost forgot that he was here. He said, "I'll buy a tent and some food. Sometime tomorrow I'll sneak back into my house and grab some money, but I have enough now."

"Sounds good," Carly grinned, holding out both of her fists. Freddie and I both knuckle-touched one of her fists. Carly's smile faded and turned into a more confused look. She looked at Freddie. "Freddie, why are you running away?"

A sheepish grin formed on Freddie's face. "I wasn't gonna let Sam run away by herself."

I saw a smile appear on Carly's face. Actually, it was kind of a cross between a smile and a mischievous smirk. She was thinking about something. I knew she was. I shrugged it off.

"Oh yeah, Freddork was just leaving," I said, giving him a push away to wherever.

Freddie smiled playfully. "Aw, but I already promised to buy you guys all this stuff."

"Freddie can stay," Carly chuckled.

"Whatever," I said in the most flat way that I could. But deep down, and I mean really, REALLY deep down, I was glad that Carly said that.

After we bought the stuff and trying not to look suspicious, we held the tent as we went to a park where we knew was a good place to camp, or at least look like we were camping.

While we walked, Freddie started to quietly sing in a cheerful and slightly joking way. "Did I tell you I knew your name?" he sang softly, "but I think that I've lost it."

I sharply turned my head to him. The song he sang was so familiar... it reminded me of him for some odd reason... it made my heart beat so hard and fast... but why? Come on... it was on the tip of my tongue...

"Did I tell you it's my own game? This is not your problem," Freddie continued to sing. He then turned to me and his lips grew to a smirk. I guess he knew that I was confused, and why I was confused for that matter.

"What's that song?" I asked getting annoyed. "It sounds familiar."

Freddie just shrugged slightly, still smirking. So he wanted me to figure it out on my own. Awesome.

I looked at Carly, asking her with my eyes what the song was. She just shrugged. She didn't look like she cared as much as me. So it was probably a song she never heard before. Why would there be a song that only Freddie and me heard? We barely ever hung out without Carly... and I don't think I heard this song after I moved in with Freddie...

"I don't know if I'm gonna change," Freddie sang, "wasting time in another day."

I stopped walking, a flashback coming and hitting me. That song. That one line that Freddie just sang. That was playing during my first kiss. During Freddie's first kiss. During our first kiss. During the moment when my lips touched Freddie's for seven or eight seconds. I swallowed hard.

"Sam, are you okay?" Carly asked, snapping me out of it. There was a concerned look on her face.

"Yeah," I said, "why?"

"Um, I don't know, you stopped walking, your face turned a weird color, and you stared into space like you saw the light?"

"Oh," I chuckled. "Well, I'm fine."

The three of us started walking again, me in the middle. I looked up at Freddie and smirked at him. In sync, we continued to sing the song. "I keep running away! Even from the good things." I realized that he started to sing that because we were running away. Yes, I just realized that. Sometimes I'm slow, okay?

I smiled. "I keep running away," the two of us continued to sing, "even from the good things."

We got to the park. I saw a lot of campers there, so we'd fit in. Freddie got the tent ready and we all went in. Freddie zipped and locked the tent. A sensation of happiness came over me. I felt safe... like finally, finally, I belonged. I knew that I was wanted here, with my two best friends. Even when I lived with Freddie, I didn't have that feeling. Marissa hated me and she always will. But, Carly and Freddie are my closest friends. We had little food and money and no pillows or blankets, but I liked it. I loved it. And that's a lot coming from me.

"Why do you look all happy?" Carly asked, sitting up against the inside wall of the tent.

I took a deep breath, ready to tell her, but I didn't want to surprise her by going all deep-Sam on her. I barely ever showed her the deep side of me, and when I do, she tries to act like it's normal, and well, she's not too good at that. So I just shrugged.

Carly looked past me to Freddie. He was lying down, using the palms of his hand as a pillow with his elbows sticking out. His eyes were closed.

She then looked back at me and whispered softly, "Is it because you love Freddie?"