Hmmm… This was probably not my best story. I'm sorry? :0

Okay my little grasshoppers, here's mah chapter.

Disclaimer: Yawn. Nope.

Freddie's P.O.V.

Did she ask if I love her?

Um.

Greaaaaat.

But why is she asking that?

Is she in love with me?

I'm so confused…

"What?" I managed to choke out.

"You heard me…" She turned her head away from me and rested her head on my lap, closing her eyes.

"I know, but I mean, why did you ask that?" I asked.

"Y'know… Cuz you just kissed me out of the blue."

"Oh… right."

"Well?"

"Yeah."

She opened one eye. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. I do love you."

She opened both her eyes. "Oh…"

"Well how bout you?" I brushed some hair out of her face.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," I smirked, "Do you love me?" She stayed silent. "Sam?" Silence again. "Sam…"

"Yes."

Cue wide-eyed. "What? You do?"

"Yes I do okay?" She sat up, but grimaced when she moved her injured ankle. "Anyway…" I helped her sit up. "Let's just find a way to get out of here."

"Yeah. Hey, you still have that bobby pin?" I asked her.

She sighed, removing a bobby pin from her hair. "Yeah, why?"

"You can pick that lock over there." I pointed to the door.

"I guess I can… But how will I get up?"

I rolled my eyes and stood up. "Like this." I sweeped her off her feet and carried her to the door. She actually feels light. Despite the fact that she always eats.

She started picking the lock and finally opened it within 20 sec. "Let's go. That door!" She pointed to another door, while throwing her arms around my neck and burying her face in my shoulder.

"Let's go." I walked over to the door she was talking about, only to reveal a room with a fridge and some computers… and Carly?

What is going on here? Is this the middle?

Carly's P.O.V.

Oh look there's Sam in Freddie's arms. Okay. Wait? Freddie? Sam? "Ummm… hi guuuyyss…" I said.

Sam turned to face me. "Carly? Gibby? And that maid girl… is that Patrice? Is this the middle of the maze?"

"Well… um… no." Patrice started.

Gibby continued, "This is…"

"The…" I said.

"Control room." Patrice smiled.

"For what?" Sam and Freddie asked in unison.

"To spy on you guys."

"Huh?" Freddie asked.

"Well… First of all… okay." I took a deep breath. "Me, Gibby, and Patrice thought you two would make a cute couple and so we made a plan to get you guys together. So let's see. Our idea was the haunted house maze that we rented. The people were actors. Um… the water and blood were breathable. And yeah. We spied on your guys's every move. Oh, and this isn't the middle of the maze, but I guess it counts."

"Then what's the middle of the maze?" Freddie asked me, still holding Sam.

"The exit." I smiled. "And the prize was that you guys were gonna get together. And that happened right? So, congratulations!" I yelled.

"Um, I don't think we're together." Freddie said.

"Huh? But you're holding Sam… bridal style."

"I sprang my ankle!" Sam stated.

"Oh, but you guys kissed and snuggled. And protected each other." I made a heart around them with my fingers. I raised my eyebrows.

"Well…" Freddie said, trying to defend himself.

"Sam, do you like him, and Freddie do you like Sam." Patrice asked.

"Yes…" Sam said sheepishly. She blushed a bright color of pink. Wow, I've never seen her like this.

"Ditto." Freddie looked down.

"Have you asked her out yet?" Gibby interrogated Freddie.

He gave Gibby a pointed look. "No."

"Well then do it!" I forced him.

"Okay okay! Sam, will you go out with me and be my girlfriend?" He asked.

Sam's P.O.V.

Did he ask what I thought he asked? Um… Okay.

"Sure…" I said.

He said, "Yes or No?"

"Yes. Definitely." I smiled as he leaned his face closer to my face, and our lips finally touched again, but this wasn't any kiss, it was a make-out. I smiled in his lips, still kissing him. What a joy. I'll never get tired of this.

"Um, I know you guys are together and stuff now, but can we get out of here? Quick? Because the man who rented this to us said it was a real haunted house and I don't know if he was joking or not." Carly interrupted.

"Yeah, let's get going." Patrice said, walking out.

"Where are you kids going to exactly?" A voice asked.

Me, Carly, Freddie, Patrice, and Gibby screamed, and we ran—well, Freddie was carrying me—out of that place and out to the road.

"Let's go! Go! Go! Back to my house! Quick!" Carly sprinted towards Bushwell Plaza.

Unknown voice's P.O.V.

"Where are you kids going to exactly?" I asked the children who screamed and ran out.

I stepped out of the shadows. "Haha… as the man who rented them this 'haunted house' I sure scared them good." I smiled deviously. Something tapped my shoulder, I froze.

"Get out of my house." It said.

I ran away screaming my head off into my mommy's house.

Freddie's P.O.V.

"What a night," I said, as Carly opened her door.

We entered and the lights were dim.

"Spencer? Spencer? Spencer? We're home!" Carly shouted, and she turned the lights on. "I wonder where Spencer is—Ahhh!" Spencer jumped right in front of her, frightening her.

"Trick." Spencer smiled. He turned on his heel to face us."So… how much candy did you get and—Freddie why are you holding Sam?"

"Long story." I told him.

He jumped up and down, "Give me the deets." He wiggled his fingers.

"We'll tell you later! Now c'mon, let's just enjoy our Halloween night…" Then Carly put on her serious face. "The day of the dead." Carly laughed, and we all laughed along. "Yeah yeah, c'mon."

For the rest of the night we watched some horror movie that Sam picked out. Of course, everyone was shocked and scared by it.

Sam look up at me and smirked. "Man up and don't be scared."

I laughed. "Sure. Whatever."

And at that, I kissed her once more.

Yaaaaaaay! Halloween Screams is done! Story done done done done done! *Smile*

Thank you my little grasshoppers! And then when September hits, I'll start the new story or one-shot (idk yet Lol) : Thanks—for the turkey.

Kaaaaaaaaaay, well thank you!

And this was prolly not my best story, but hey, I survived.

Thanks again!

Oh, and Happy Halloween! Stay safe; And, scare little kids [:

Oh, and what're you gonna be for Halloween? Idk what i'm'unna be... My mom wouldn't let me buy a freakin costume. *sigh*

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