A/N: I know I said I was going to do this chapter than an epilogue, but I changed my mind. I realized I left a few holes in this story. So, this will be the ending chapter, and I'm going to write a sequel very soon! The sequel will most likely be called "iDo" or something along those lines so keep your eyes out for it!!

CHAPTER 17

"A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea."

~Honore de Balzac

"It's already been considered," she whispered back. Freddie felt a huge smile begin to form on his face. He looked down at Sam, his eyes beaming with happiness.

"I'm so sorry Freddie," she said, her eyes still connected with his. "I shouldn't have ever let you go before. I talked to Carly a while ago and she told me…"

"I know," Freddie cut off. "She told me as well. I still can't believe she'd do something like that." Sam nodded.

"Do we forgive her?" she asked. Freddie seemed to contimplate that question for a moment.

"I guess," he finally answered. He bent down towards her face, his lips brushing her's very softly. "But we have to take care of some other stuff, first," he mumbled into her mouth. He felt her smile as he pressed his lips to her's. She sighed, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Freddie kissed her with all the passion he held in his body. He wrapped his arms even tighter around Sam's waist, kissing her more deeply. His tongue gently passed over her lips, and she gladly opened them. She began running her hands through his hair, kissing him harder than she thought possible. Freddie broke the kiss to lift her up bridal style, carrying her to his room. Sam giggled.

"I can walk, you know," she teased as he placed her on his bed.

"This is more fun," he said, holding himself above her small frame. She smiled, bringing her arms around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss. He softly kissed her lips, then began trailing kisses across her jaw and down her neck. He felt her hands slowly trail up his shirt, her fingers running up and down his muscled back. His lips found her's again and he began kissing her hard, his tongue darting around her mouth. She moaned and began sliding his shirt up. He broke the kiss momentarily to slip completely out of his shirt. He began kissing Sam again as she trailed her hands down his abs, sighing passionately into his lips. His own hand began trailing up the front of her shirt. She giggled softly as his fingers pressed a sensitive spot of her stomach. Suddenly, without warning, Freddie pulled away. Sam made a soft whining sound in the back of her throat.

"Sam," Freddie sighed, running his hands through his hair, "I gotta say something. During our two-year, I kept picturing how this moment would be, I mean you and I doing…it for the first time." Sam sat up on her elbows, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"We already did it for the first time," she said back.

"Yeah, but neither of us were really thinking very clearly at that point," Freddie said. He sighed, looking away. "To tell you the truth," he mumbled, "that was my first time…period." Sam's eyes widened in shock.

"Seriously?" she said, surprised.

"I told you I haven't had a girlfriend since you," he said.

"You've had girlfriends before me." Freddie shrugged.

"They were always too short to go anywhere," he said simply. Sam nodded. "Can I ask you something, you know beofore I say what I wanted to say originally."

"Sure," Sam replied. Freddie took a deep breath, looking down at the bed.

"Was I your first?" he muttered, barely audible. Sam took a deep breath and shook her head.

"Jason and I…" she started.

"Yeah, I figured," Freddie said before she could finish.

"But," Sam added, lifting his face so he was looking at her, "you were the best." His eyes immediately lit up. She smiled. "I just never felt the same about Jason as I do about you."

"Which brings me to my next point," Freddie said. Sam raised an eyebrow as he reached over to his night stand, pulling out the drawer. He placed the drawer on the bed next to Sam and began rifiling through its contents. He finally extracted something from it, but enclosed it completely in his hand before Sam could see what it was. He jumped off of her so he was at the side of the bed.

"I love you," he said as he began to sink to one knee. "I love you more than I've ever loved anybody in my entire life." Sam had an expression of surprise forming on her face. Freddie unwrapped his fingers, displaying the ring in his palm. Sam gasped.

"Freddie…"

"I meant to give this to you on our two-year," he said, holding the ring out to her. "It's not an engagement ring, it's a promise ring. It's my promise to love you and only you for the rest of my life, and it's my promise to marry you one day. So, in other words: Sam, will you marry me?" Sam sat on his bed, speechless.

"Freddie, I…I don't know what to say."

"You could say yes," Freddie said hopefully. Sam laughed, realizing she hadn't given her answer yet.

"Of course," she replied, jumping off the bed and throwing her arms around his neck. He smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. He slipped the ring onto her finger and she held it up in front of her face.

"It's beautiful," she breathed.

"You're beautiful," Freddie replied, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. She leaned towards him, kissing him with every ounce of passion she held in her body. Freddie groaned quietly, wrapping his arms securely around her waist. She finally pulled away and looked into his warm, loving brown eyes.

"That ring is my promise," Freddie said, staring lovingly into her baby blue eyes, "that no matter what happens, for the rest of my life, I only wanna be with you."

A/N: THE END!! Hope you enjoyed this story! The sequel should be out very soon. Thanks for reading, and keep an eye out for the sequel if you're interested!

Xoxo~blondgurl