Hi to all you Seddie shippers! Sorry, I've been gone for so long. This is a FF I thought up before the iLost My Mind promo. SO imagine while you read this that that reality didn't happen.

Oh and a special shout out to my idea guy manic! Thanks for everything! :D

PS, I don't own anything. Cause seriously if I did do you really think I'd have time for fanfiction?

Chapter 1

It's senior year for the iCarly team and everything was seeming to pan out perfect. They were all graduating together, yes including Sam. Carly was accepted to Harvard where she would be studying pre-law. Freddie had received a full four year scholarship to MIT; which, was kind of perfect. This way they could still do iCarly. Sam was planning to move with them. She wasn't sure what her plans after that was but she knew she didn't want to be left in Seattle all alone.

Everything sounds perfect right? But see your only seeing what's on the surface. The last year and a half of Freddie's life has been anything but perfect. He has managed to both lose his best friend and the girl of his dreams, Sam Puckett. Oh sure he sees her everyday and they interact like nothing has happened. With one big acceptation she no longer verbally or physically assaults him. Actually she barely even acknowledges he even in the room. Sure she still picks on him during iCarly their fans expect it. But once the camera is off she reverts back to her indifference and cold ways again.

He never once thought he'd miss her beatings and verbal attacks so much. Yeah, he knew that if she ever stopped making his life miserable it would be weird, he's said as much, but this was an agonizing pain he didn't expect, ever since that fateful night he's been haunted by those eyes. She was in his dreams every night. Heck he could even close his eyes for a rest without seeing her in his head. Those eyes…so cold, so full of pain. It felt like being stabbed. And the worst part is that all of this could have been avoided if only…

His own words repeated in his head and the whole scene played again and again.

It was the night of the lock-in and he went to find Sam to convince her to tell Brad she loved him; though, in the middle of a sentence he was cut off by her lips. He was frozen not able to do or say anything.

An awkward silence fell between them when she pulled away. Sam broke this silence by saying, "Sorry."

"It's cool." Was all he could manage to say then the awkward silence enveloped them once again.

After the longest minute of their lives Sam once again broke the silence. "Well? Aren't you gonna say anything?"

"I…uh…What just happened?" Freddie stammered out still with the same bewildered look on his face.

She let out a frustrated sigh. "It's not rocket science Fredward! I kissed you. You'd think someone as smart as you could figure this one out."

The realization of her words started to sink in causing him to take a few steps back break eye contact. Then he looked back at her waiting blue eyes. "You're…in love with…me?" Giving him a rear shy smile she just shook her head to signify yes. He sighed out a 'wow'.

"So…" Sam said making sure eye contact was impossible. "How do you feel…?" He saw something that in his wildest dreams he never thought he'd ever see. Fear prevalent in her eyes.

He started racking his brain for the answer to what moments before seemed easy to answer, but now… "Sam I…" His cracked and his breath caught in his throat.

He finally gained his composure. He moved forward taking her hand in his secretly wondering if she'd pull away. When she didn't he continued. "Sam I don't know if this is a good idea… You and me I mean."

"I get it." Her voice was sharp and rigged. She ripped her hand from his and that's when her eyes turned so cold it chilled him to the bone. He shut his eyes waiting for the pain to come but it never did.

When he opened them she was gone…

This was the last time they had a conversation. To say that he regretted his decision would such an understatement it couldn't be put into words. It didn't take but a week into this silent treatment for him to realize that not only was she his best friend but that he was in love with her.

He'd tried talking to her countless of times. Heck, Carly even locked them in a room together once but even that didn't work. She refused to talk about it. Sam said it was because it didn't matter anymore but Freddie could see it was because it was too painful for her. That was the worst part of this. Her pain that he cause made him suffer even more then he already did.

He couldn't live like this anymore. He's made up his mind he was going to get Sam back if it was the last thing he ever did, and knowing Sam it just might be.

It's about three months into their senior year and Freddie had finally figured out his plan. He was going to become Sam secret admirer. It was the only way to get back in and he knew it.

He knew that for her to let him in she had to not know it was him. He had to figure out to do it in a way that she didn't know it was him.

Now that it was Christmas time it gave him the perfect setting to start the wooing.

But Freddie also knew that he wasn't going to be able to this alone. There was only one person who he could trust to help him.

To: Gibby

From: Me

Hey, Gib I need to talk to you. Can we meet at the Groovie Smoothie in five?

He nervously waited for Gibbly to text him back. The reality of everything was starting to sink in. This could either make or break any chance he has to get Sam back. But he couldn't let his fears win. He had to get her back no matter what.

From: Gibbly

To: Me

Sure man. Is everything okay?

From: Me

To: Gibbly

I'll tell you when I see you. It's hard to explain.

Freddie sat at his usual table waiting for Gibby to meet him. After a few minutes Gibby walked through the door and sat down. "Hey, Freddie. What'd you want to talk about?"

Freddie took a deep breath before speaking, "Okay, you remember what went down between me and Sam at the lock-in sophomore year right?"

"You me when you rejected her, right?" Freddie sighed, hearing it out loud sucks every time. But at least he didn't have to rehash it all over again.

He sighed loudly saying, "Yeah. Anyways, I need your help. I have to get Sam back. I regretted my decision almost instantly. I…" Freddie realized he was saying a little too much. "Anyways, I have a plan to get her back and I need your help you just have to promise not to say anything to anyone. Not Carly, not Spencer, and definitely not Sam."

A wide smile grew across Gibby's face. "What do you need me to do?"

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