iAlone

A/N: Party of my Valentine's Day one shot partay! I'll be writing one shots and drabbles frequently all day, so keep tuned today!

Freddie groaned as he looked out his peephole and say Carly walking out her front door arm in arm with Jake Krandall. He then hit the door and walked away. 'What's the use Fredward? She'll never love you,' he thought dejectedly.

Then it hit Freddie. She never will love him like that. Why try if all is gonna happen is that he'll be rejected with her eyes and her kind reproach. He then looked out the peephole one last time, and to his astonishment, a bright blue orb gazed back at him. He open the door, aghast to find Sam Puckett staring at her shoes and tapping the floor with her toe, looking a little ashamed of being there. "Sam?" Freddie asked incredulously.

"What dork?" she asks sharply.

"W-w-why are you here?" he stutters, a deep blush creeping up his cheeks.

She just pierced him with blue, making him feel smaller by the second. She broke the gaze and sighed, "Because, Fredelia, I don't have a date," Sam said with a small, sad smile.

Freddie felt a piece of his heart break. 'Why wouldn't anyone like Sam, I mean she's pretty and nice when it counts, I mean Carly gets most of the attention, why can't Sam get some to?' Freddie thought. Then, another thing hit him- he was part of the reason Sam felt lonely, because he spent his living breath, breathing for one person- Carly Shay. "E-e-er, well, I don't either," he stuttered.

"Well no surprise there, you're just like them, drooling over my best friend, and treating me like I don't matter," Sam said matter-of-factually.

Freddie's breath got caught in his throat. He swallowed difficultly before patting her awkwardly on the shoulder. Sam gave him a weak grin. "So, em, why are you here?" Freddie said, doing his best to keep his voice casual.

"I dunno, really, Carly's got a date with Jake, and I'm bored," Sam said bashfully before softly punching Freddie.

Well, for her it was soft. He rubbed his arm furiously before returning her small smirk. Freddie opened his door wider and stepped aside, showing Sam to the couch. She stepped in awkwardly. Freddie smiled larger and said, "Let's play a game."

Sam looked at him quizzically. He looked defensive, "What? We're both bored!"

She shrugged her shoulders. Freddie got out Monopoly. The two began their gaming.

--THREE HOURS LATER--

"Freddie, you owe me 26 bucks!" Sam says triumphantly.

"Ugh, for a girl who has like, no money, you sure kick butt at money involved games," he grumbled, reluctantly handing her the bills.

Sam just smirked and tossed her mane of crazy blond curls, "It's just my thing," she says, fake posing.

Freddie gave his famous lopsided smile.

Meanwhile........

"Has it happened yet?" Jake asked, peering through Benson's window.

Carly, who stood next to him on the fire escape hit his shoulder and said, "No, now shut up."

Back to Sam and Freddie....

"You beat me," Freddie said astonished, staring at the bored.

Sam just sat across from him, grinning stupidly. "You beat me," he repeated.

"Yep, we all know that Freddork, so get use to it," Sam said, standing up and stretching.

Freddie numbly followed her to the door. To his surprise, Sam turned around and said, "Thanks, Freddie, for keeping me company."

She leant in and kissed him on the cheek. She then rushed out, a blush evidently appearing.

Freddie stood in the doorway, and he brought his hand up to touch his cheek. Registiring the event, he grinned like a stupid monkey.

He then hastily got out his cell phone and fumbled with the buttons.

Calling.....

Sam Puckett

--ON THE FIRE ESCAPE--

"Mission accomplished," Carly mouthed to Jake before climbing up the stairs and letting themselves into Jake's cousin's apartment.

A/N: Like or no like? I'm sorry I've been M.I.A for a bit, but I was really sick, and I'm still not in the best shape, so I haven't been on, more to come soon!