Here's day 31! Thanks Midnight08 for this idea! Enjoy! This is just Sam's POV of when she's telling Freddie the story of the Bolivian Bacon during iSaved Your Life.

~Charlotte~

Day 31 of 100 Days Of Seddie Challenge: Bolivian Bacon

Set during the time that Sam was telling Freddie about the Bolivian Bacon.

Sam POV

"Yeah," I said to Freddie. "Savour it." I looked at Carly walking away.

"Savour what?" he asked me.

"The love." I turned back to him. "The Carly love."

"Pff, jealous?" he asked me.

I wouldn't have said jealous, but it might have been a term for what I was feeling. I was feeling like it shouldn't be Carly, even though she was my best friends and I wanted her to be happy, I wanted it to be me, just not in the same circumstances. I would love Freddie because he was him, not just because he saved my life. That was Carly's excuse to love him: because he saved her life.

"Gross," I said, recoiling my head back as I said it. I was a pro liar.

"Then what's your problem?"

"Not my problem. Yours," I said, turning my back to walk away.

"Wait," he said, I could hear his crutches tapping on the floor behind me.

"Go to class, crutchy," I said to him, shooing him away with my hand.

"What "problem" do I have?" I heard the quotations around 'problem' in his voice.

I turned around and sighed.

"You want the truth?" I asked him seriously. I didn't actually mean the whole truth, just the part he needed to know so he wouldn't be hurt. I wouldn't tell him that I wanted to be the one holding his hand, kissing him, cuddling up to him. I would just tell him what he needed to know. That much I could handle to tell him.

He shrugged. "Let's hear it."

I began. "Remember two years ago when I dated that guy Eric Mosby, kid with the big nose?"

"Sure, Nosby Mosby," he said, remembering.

"Uh, huh," I said. "And remember how he used to get me to be his girlfriend for, like, six months and I kept saying 'Get away from me or I'll kill you'?" I asked him. "And then he bought me a subscription to The Bacons Of The World Club and then 'boom' I thought I was in love with the guy?" I asked him.

He nodded and then shook his head a little. "I'm listening."

Did I really have to spell it out? "I was never in love with him. I was in love with the foreign bacon that kept showing up at my door every month! Like a beautiful greasy dream..." I said, getting sidetracked by the bacon. I turned to my locker.

He didn't believe me. "Uhh, I doubt that bacon can make you think that you're in love with someone," he said, his voice wanting to make me smile. A small smile crept on his face a little bit.

I turned back from my locker. "Have you ever had Bolivian Bacon?"

"No," he said.

"It changes you," I said softly, remembering how it changed me. My taste buds will never again like healthy food...

"Well I didn't buy Carly any foreign bacon," he said, walking around me on his crutches. "I saved her life."

Did I really have to spell it out anymore?

"And that's Carly's bacon," I told him. He stopped and I walked towards him...sort of. "She's not in love with you; she's in love with what you did."

Freddie knew it was the truth but he tried to hide it. "You just can't stand the idea of me and Carly as a couple."

That was so the truth. "Very true, it makes me wanna puke up blood." And that was only because I didn't like watching my two best friends be a couple. Freddie didn't belong to Carly, at least not yet. Carly didn't love him and, as much as Carly was my best friend and don't want her to get hurt, I don't want to see Freddie hurt because of her. He needed to know what Carly was doing; I bet Carly didn't even see what she was doing, just like when I thought I was in love with Nosby Mosby – I didn't realise it was because of the bacon until it stopped coming.

I continued, only a moment had passed. "But still," I sighed, "What I said was true. And you know it!" I said, pointing a finger at him.

He shoved it off, like he didn't listen to a word I was telling him. I knew he wouldn't believe it, but maybe he would realise eventually. "I gotta get to class," he said, turning his back on me.

I let him walk away.

I turned back to my locker and I really wasn't in the mood for anything, not even looking around for Spencer.

I opened my locker and there was Spencer. "Here's Spency!" he said, and I slammed my locker in his face. I really wasn't in the mood to get him, I'll get him later.

I really hoped Freddie would listen to me and understand what I was telling him. He better understand that I care for him or I wouldn't be saying any of it. He better open his eyes and realise that saving Carly's life was Carly's bacon.

I walked to class.

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