I am so sorry guys; I totally forgot that this story even existed.
Freddie
I saw Sam walking toward me and I tried to hide, I didn't want to deal with her. "Fredward!" she yelled from the other side of the hallway. I sighed. She finally reached me and just glared at me.
"You set me up Sam." I said glaring right back.
"No, you just didn't push hard enough. She's afraid if you knew then you would just reject her because she thinks you're over her." I sighed; I didn't feel like arguing with her. "Ugh, if you want anything done right you have to do it yourself." She grumbled and then ran off. I shook my head, that girl was up to something.
Carly
"What's up?" I whispered as I shut the janitor's closet door behind me. "Why did you want to meet here?" she shrugged and suddenly the door opened again and Freddie was sliding in next to me. There wasn't a lot of space and I could feel his presence close to me.
"I forgot something!" Sam whispered loudly and climbed over Freddie, he grumbled as she tumbled out of the door. She shut the door and I heard a small click. Freddie attacked the door and I heard Sam giggle from behind it.
"Sam, let us out!"
"Not until you two talk." She said and I could hear her walk away. Freddie slumped against the door and I got as comfortable as I could in a small closet.
"Talk about what?" I asked with no response from Freddie. We sat in silence for a few minutes. "Do you know how to pick a lock?" I asked.
"No, our token lock picker just locked us in here. Didn't she try teaching you?" he asked.
"Yeah, but I could never get it." He gestured to the door.
"Wanna try?" he stood up and offered me his hand. I took it and he pulled me up. We shuffled around so that I was by the door, as I started to turn so I could face the door I tripped on something that had been strewn on the ground. I was caught by strong hands that I hadn't realized were connected to Freddie's seemingly small frame. His hands were around my waist and I felt the warmth of them through my clothes. I didn't move, didn't breathe. Without moving my head I looked up to find his brown eyes staring at me. It felt like we stayed like that for an eternity until my back started to ache. Slowly, I straightened up; I was still almost a head shorter than Freddie. "Carly?" his voice was rough.
"Yeah?" my answer came out barely above a whisper.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Anything." I waited for the question but he never got to ask because as he opened his mouth to reply keys jingled in the door. We broke apart as fast as we could as the janitor swung the door wide open. He looked at us surprised and then started to glare at us. I could tell what he was thinking. "Thank you so much!" I exclaimed, a friend of ours locked us in here as a prank and you, you just saved us. So thank you." Without waiting for a reply I ran off, leaving Freddie and the warmth of his hands around me in the distance.
