Guys. I know I suck. I really suck. I know I haven't updated in ages. AGES AND AGES. And I'm sure the readers who were interested in this story at the start have given up on me and wont be reading anymore but I just couldn't leave this story unfinished so this is a short ish chapter just to get back into the story. If you are still reading, been there from the beginning then I'd LOVE to hear from you.

"You-you what?!" I yelled,
"I quit!" he repeated still with a stupid grin on his face. I saw Carly out of the corner of my eye, struggling to pick her coat up off the floor,
"Um, I'm gonna go" she mumbled, heading the door, "I'll call you later, Sam. Freddie." she nodded as she squeezed past him and out the door. Freddie watched her leave with a confused expression. He turned to me after she shut the door.
"What did you do?" I asked again, trying to calm myself down.
"I quit University" he repeated, shrugging. My eyes widened. I couldn't believe he was being so brazen about this. I sighed, sitting down on the couch.
"How could you think that was a good idea?!" I exclaimed, he was in his last week of finals and then only a few months away off graduating. He narrowed his eyebrows, walking over to me,
"Why are you so shocked, you told me to do this!" he told me. I gasped, standing up,
"I most certainly did not!" I argued. How could he say that, I would never tell him to do something so irresponsible,
"You told me to do whatever I could to make myself happy." He stated. Aw, crap. I most certainly did.
"Oh" I mumbled. "Freddie, sit down" I calmed myself down and gestured him to sit on the couch next to me. I thought he was doing so well, dealing with everything but maybe he wasn't doing so well…in him. I should have paid more attention. "Listen, Freddie, I don't think that quitting University was best thing for-"
"No, Sam listen-" he interrupted me. Shit. I really needed to be careful here, I didn't want to make things worse for him. Maybe he does need to go on medication… "This isn't something I've just decided to do on a whim. I took your advice and decided to take some steps to make me happier. And I realised that it wasn't making me happy doing this. Doing something with computers is just something that was decided for me, I mean my mom pushed me into it, principal franklin always told me that it's the path I was meant for and I realised it wasn't actually my choice." He explained.
"Freddie," I started, taking both his hands, "I get that. I know exactly how you feel. For things to be expected of you that you just can't bring yourself to do. I think that if you feel that you need to do this, then you should." He started to smile, "-but" I carried on, "Don't you think that these years of hard work should be paid off?" I asked him. He looked down in thought and I could tell that he was re thinking the whole thing. "I just think you're in your last week of exams and then just a mere few months away from graduation. We're talking three more days. Four more exams. And then just waiting for graduation. And you'll come away with a degree. I'm not saying you have to get a job with it. I'm not even saying you have to do anything with it, it's just….you're so close" I explained to him. I believe that he is thinking straight and he's not having issues because of his illness. I just don't think that he's thought it all the way through. "Isn't it worth it just to…stick with it?" He was silent, looking down at our intertwined hands,
"Sam, this is something I need to do. I know I'm so close to the end I just-" he sighed, looking down again,
"Hey" I tilted his head up to look at me, "Then I'll support you" I smiled at him and he came into kiss me. I pulled away slightly, "Just promise me you'll sleep on it?" I asked. He sighed and nodded slightly. I smiled and kissed him. "I'm happy you've decided to take control and make yourself happy" he smirked,
"I know one way you can make me happy right now" he moved his hand under my shirt and made small circles on my lower back with his thumb,
"Hmm, what's that?" I asked, pretending to be oblivious. He ignored me and kissed me, pushing me back onto the couch. He kissed me deeper and made his way down to kiss my neck whilst his hand was making its way to my bra strap,
"Mm, Freddie-" He unclipped my bra strap and started to drag the straps down my arms, "-bedroom" I mumbled out between kisses. He shook his head,
"No time" he replied, throwing my bra behind him and kissing me again. I giggled and undid his shirt. He grabbed my hands and pinned them behind me with one of his, "My turn" he smirked.

CPOV

I pushed the door of the apartment open and glanced around for Chase. No sign of him. That's odd I thought, he said he'd be home hours ago. I shrugged and thought I'd have a lie down before he got home. I was exhausted. That's partly why I left Sam's early, I didn't want to be there when they were having a fight and I was too tired to put up with their drama. I threw my coat on the couch and headed to the bedroom. I opened the door to see the lights were off. The room was covered with lit tea lights. There was a path through the candles to the bed where I saw Chase sitting in a tuxedo, hair gelled back, with a bunch of flowers in hand. I gasped and my hands came up to my mouth. He cleared his throat and stood up.
"Carly, I-" He loosened his tie, obviously nervous,
"Chase, are you okay? What's happened?" I walked toward him and took his free hand in mine. He nodded frantically,
"I-I'm fine, Carls" he replied, "I just need to get this out, I've planned it over and over in my head and I can't believe now I've forgotten everything. I just every time I see you I get all tongue tied and my mind goes blank-" I put my arms around his neck,
"Chase" I interrupted. "What is it? Are you okay?" I asked, getting worried. He pushed me away from him and I immediately started to worry. He doesn't want to be with me anymore. I knew it the baby has become too much for him and he wanted to tell me that he couldn't go through with it. I opened my mouth to start to beg him to reconsider when he got down on one knee, flowers in one hand, a gorgeous ring in the other.
"Oh" I breathed. Oh my God, is this happening.
"Carly Shay-" he started.
"Yes!" I blurted. He smiled.
"Carly, I have to say this" he smiled and I nodded, trying not to tear up,
"Carly Shay. When we met, it wasn't exactly a perfect start to a relationship" I giggled, remembering us falling in love whilst I was still in a relationship with Gibby. "But I knew as soon as I saw you that yours was the face I wanted to wake up to everyday for the rest of my life. So Carly Shay, will you-"
"Yes!" I blurted again, tears falling freely now. "Sorry" I apologised for not letting him get his speech out. He laughed,
"Carly Shay, Will you marry me?" he finally asked.
"Yes! Yes! Of course I will!" He grinned and leapt forward to wrap me in a hug. He released me only to kiss me deeply. He pulled back only to take the ring out of the box and slip it on my finger. My hand covered my mouth as the tears wouldn't stop coming. I'm so lucky. He wrapped me in a hug again,
"I love you. So much" he whispered in my ear.
"I love you, too" I replied. He kissed me again and knelt down, placing his hand on my rotund belly,
"She said yes" he whispered to the bump in my stomach. "We're gonna be a family" I smiled, wiping the tears from my face.